The Host Of An Ancient Spirit Chapter 42

"This is the Liekong golden lion, a monster at the peak of the Ling sense level. Even those at the Ling spirit level will feel it’s hard to kill it, so we cannot challenge it.” The shadow of the golden lion flashed in Chen Feng’s mind. It was known as one of the top ten monsters according the records on the Continent and its horror could be ranked among the top three, because every hair of the horrible golden lion was equivalent to a treasure weapon. It was easy to imagine how especially horrible the monster would be when fully armed.

Howl! The Liekong golden lion roared to show its sharp fangs which were at least ten meters long. It stamped its claws so violently that the whole ground shook, including the mountains where Chen Feng was standing.

Chen Feng frowned and said to himself, “What strong momentum! It must be an adult golden lion, whose strength has reached the Ling spirit level. It seems that those who were fighting against it just now have been killed by it already.”

When the lion was going to rush forward, it suddenly turned his eyes away to look back as if it had found some new prey.

Chen Feng glanced with great concern and found a group of people were rus.h.i.+ng toward him; they seemed to come from the Cult of Devils.

Chen Feng ran his Unknown Mysterious Martial Art with great concentration, so that he could see a group of people that was heading for him. The two bearing strong auras turned out to be the elders of the Heimo Sect and the Shenhuo Sect.

"We’d better leave now because this is not a safe place for us to stay for long. The people from the Heimo Sect and Shenhuo Sect should come to cope with the lion. If we go down now, none of them would show mercy to us,” Chen Feng said in low voice with a solemn expression in his eyes.

"What should we do? To go up into the mountain?" Murong Xiaorou asked. Although she knew that the lion was very strong, she was still very calm.

Chen Feng raised up to look at the air. The mountain was so tall, as if reaching the sky, and they probably would have to spare no effort to climb up. However, there was no way for them to go downward. He moved steps with the Ling forces condensed on the cliff and said, "Let's go up to the top to watch them fight."

Murong Xiaorou smiled gently and flew up toward the top of the mountain in a flash. Her speed was unexpectedly faster than that of Chen Feng.

Just when they disappeared from the cliff, a group of people finally arrived there.

"Aha, it’s really the Liekong golden lion. If we can kill it this time and take out the beast nucleus, we would become the most powerful ones at the Ling spirit level." The Elder of the Heimo Sect laughed wildly as if he had never been concerned about such a wild beast to begin with.

Suddenly, one of the bystanders stepped out with a layer of flame all over his body and all the people around him were so scared they stayed away from him. He snorted coldly and said, "If the lion is so easy to deal with, you never would have called me for a.s.sistance. We’ll join hands to kill it and you can just take the nucleus away, leaving all the remains for our Shenhuo Sect.”

"Deal!" The elder of the Heimo Sect nodded. They both quickly rushed into the air while the other disciples below were encircling the golden lion with huge sticks in their hands.

Chen Feng watched them in the air. When he saw them holding those sticks, he realized it was the material used to trap beasts. He secretly admired the strength of the Heimo Sect while being impressed by the power of the golden lion.

The golden lion seemed to realize the group of powerful opponents in front of it, so it opened its mouth and roared with all its hair suddenly erecting to emit gusts of golden light. Each gust of light was equivalent to the strike force of martial arts pract.i.tioners at the sixth level. Such dense attacks were poured so suddenly that those disciples instantly contorted their expressions and released their Ling forces collectively.

However, the strength of the golden lion was obviously beyond what they had expected. The golden light constantly attacked their Ling forces and penetrated after several rounds of resistance. The disciples below kept screaming after being seriously injured.

"Idiots! Arrange the array for me immediately, otherwise you will never dream of leaving alive." The elder of the Heimo Sect screamed and released a black light out of his hands to instantly resolve the attack by the lion, so that his disciples had a chance to fight back.

The criminal law of the Heimo Sect was very strict and the elders had the power to kill any disciples at will. So long as the elders were not satisfied, they had the right to kill any disciples if they liked. It’s precisely because of this that the disciples were all fearless.

All the disciples stood up one after another and quickly arranged the array to trap the beast. However, it was at this moment that the golden lion also got angry.    

With a loud roar, its limbs violently trampled on the ground to convey circles of energy fluctuations from the depths of the ground.

Puff! Puff!

The disciples suddenly felt their bodies seem to be hammered as if being pressed by a hill. The attack by the golden lion made them keep vomiting blood, and those with weak strength were killed almost instantly.

The elders of the Heimo Sect and Shenhuo Sect did not care about the life and death of their disciples below. Since the array to trap the beast had been completed, they took out their swords and launched fierce attacks against the golden lion.

The strength of the Ling spirit level broke out immediately at this moment. Since the level of martial arts was supreme and an invincible existence on the Continent, it was imaginable how fierce the joint attack by the two masters would be.

The golden lion kept its eyes wide open and its limbs constantly struggling on the ground. It probably realized the huge threat, so it swayed its huge body so violently that the array around it was constantly shaken and almost seemed to be broken.

"Beast! Go to h.e.l.l!" The two elders screamed at the same time with a horrible light arising behind them. The Ling force in the air seemed to be alive and changed into some virtual shadows to attack the golden lion struggling below.

Bang! Bang!     

A fierce explosion rang out and some big cracks appeared on the huge body of the golden lion, which slowly fell to the ground in the end.    

Chen Feng and Murong Xiaorou, who were hidden in the mountains above, were both shocked by what they had seen below. "It’s a fierce battle among the masters at the Ling spirit level. So terrible!"

However, Chen Feng also started to look forward to the Ling spirit level in his mind. Perhaps, everything would be different once he reached such a high level.