Chapter 241: Fighting, the Soul Body of Turtle Spirit Master

He stretched out his hand and waved it, and the flame seemed to have life, rising against the wind and becoming huge in an instant. The shape of the flame gradually condensed and turned into a giant turtle, covered with sharp fire spikes like knives, and its ferocious mouth was full of fangs like blades. The whole body was dark brown, revealing an ancient and wild power.

This giant turtle made of flames slowly turned in mid-air, and each of its fire spikes flashed with dangerous light, as if ready to launch a fatal attack on the enemy at any time. In the eyes of the giant turtle, two balls of flames burned fiercely, revealing a wild frenzy and a desire for battle.

Xiao Ling's eyes were firmly focused on the giant turtle condensed by dark brown flames, and his eyes flashed with an excitement that could not be hidden. This giant turtle was transformed by strange fire, and its shape was extremely realistic, almost the same as a real giant turtle. Every detail revealed its unique power and heat, and it really lived up to the name of "Turtle Spirit Earth Fire".

He couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart: "This is the Turtle Spirit Earth Fire ranked 13th on the list of strange fires. It is indeed extraordinary. I wonder what realm my cultivation can be raised to after swallowing it."

Just as Xiao Ling was immersed in his admiration for the Turtle Spirit Earth Fire, the "Turtle Spirit Venerable" opposite him had already begun to act.

With a wave of his hand, the giant turtle condensed by the flames seemed to be given life. Its limbs suddenly stepped into the void, and it rushed towards Xiao Ling with a scorching storm.

The giant turtle's movements were swift and powerful. Every step it took made the ground of the bronze hall tremble slightly, and the fire bloomed under its feet, like a blooming flower of hell.

There was a dark brown flame flashing in its eyes, and the flame seemed to contain endless violent power, as if it could burn all obstacles into ashes.

Xiao Ling quickly came back to his senses from his admiration. Facing this sudden attack, he was not at all flustered. His body squatted slightly, his hands tightly grasped the meteorite weapon, and the fighting spirit in his body gathered to the extreme at this moment. The light on the Meteorite Weapon became brighter and brighter, as if responding to the master's fighting spirit and preparing for the upcoming impact.

With a deafening roar, the giant turtle opened its huge mouth full of blade-like fangs, and a dark brown flame gushed out of its mouth, forming a torrent of flames, rushing straight towards Xiao Ling.

Wherever the torrent of flames passed, the air made a sharp whistle, as if even the space was about to be melted by the high temperature.

Xiao Ling's eyes were firm. Facing this violent torrent of flames, he did not retreat but advanced. His figure flashed and he rushed forward at an astonishing speed.

His eyes flashed, and the power of his soul gushed out, like an invisible tentacle wrapped around the Meteorite Weapon. Under his control, this magic weapon showed amazing changes.

In an instant, the Meteorite Weapon seemed to have life. It began to split and reorganize in the void, turning into countless tiny fragments.

These fragments quickly gathered in front of Xiao Ling. They rotated and intertwined in mid-air, forming a huge shield.

Mysterious and complex patterns flowed on the surface of the shield, and each pattern emitted a faint light, like stars twinkling in the night sky, forming an indestructible defense.

With a thunderous roar, the torrent of flames spewed out by the giant turtle finally arrived. It was a dark brown wave of fire, with a high temperature enough to melt gold and iron, violently impacting the newly formed shield.

The moment the flame came into contact with the shield, the entire hall was reflected in dark brown. The high temperature of the flame caused the air to begin to distort and deform, making a sharp whistle. However, the shield formed by the split and reorganized meteorite weapon was like an insurmountable barrier, steadily blocking the violent flame.

The patterns on the shield flashed more dazzling light under the impact of the flame, as if they were absorbing the power of the flame and converting it into their own defense.

Xiao Ling stood behind the shield with a calm expression. He could clearly feel the close connection between the meteorite weapon and his soul. Every vibration and every flow of energy was under his control.

The torrent of flames continuously hit the shield, but it could never break through this solid defense line. The giant turtle seemed to be surprised, and the flames in its eyes became more blazing, but Xiao Ling was ready to fight back.

As the wave of fire gradually dissipated, the shield suddenly made a crisp sound, and then those tiny pieces began to peel off the shield. Under Xiao Ling's command, they quickly reorganized and returned to the original spear form.

Xiao Ling held the re-condensed meteorite weapon tightly in his right hand, and with a light wave of his left hand, the "Four Spirits Burning Sky Flame" formed by the fusion of four strange fires in his body came out.

As soon as this strange fire appeared, the temperature of the surrounding air dropped sharply, as if even the heat of the flames was absorbed and condensed by it. The power it exuded was even stronger than the turtle spirit earth fire on the opposite side.

Under Xiao Ling's control, the "Four Spirits Burning Sky Flame" turned into a giant flaming python, and its body danced flexibly in the air, rushing straight to the giant turtle transformed by the "Turtle Spirit Earth Fire", and fighting with it.

The flaming python wrapped around the giant turtle at lightning speed, and the two engaged in a fierce fight in mid-air.

Because the quality of the "Four Spirits Burning Heaven Flame" was higher than the "Turtle Spirit Earth Fire", even though Xiao Ling's cultivation was not as good as the "Turtle Spirit Venerable", his offensive was firmly overwhelming the opponent.

The power of the flaming python was strong and overbearing, and every time it circled and strangled the giant turtle, it dimmed the flames.

The giant turtle was not willing to be outdone. Its flaming body was still struggling hard under the suppression of the Four Spirits Burning Sky Flame, trying to break free from the restraints. Its limbs waved, and its flaming fangs bit fiercely, and it started a contest with the flaming python.

Not long after, the giant turtle began to show signs of decline under the fierce attack of the flaming python transformed by the "Four Spirits Burning Sky Flame". Its flames were no longer strong, and after each collision with the flaming python, it seemed to become more sluggish, and the flames flickered, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

Xiao Ling's eyes were like lightning, and he keenly captured the weakness of the giant turtle. He knew that the time was ripe. As his mind moved, the power of the "Four Spirits Burning Sky Flame" became more concentrated, and the body of the flaming python drew a series of mysterious trajectories in the air, wrapping the giant turtle tighter, and the strangling force became stronger.

The giant turtle let out a low and painful roar, and the struggle of its limbs gradually weakened, and the flaming fangs no longer posed the previous threat. Finally, in an explosion of power, the "Four Spirits Burning Sky Flame" completely suppressed the giant turtle, making it unable to launch an effective counterattack.

"Turtle Spirit Venerable" seemed to realize the disadvantage of the situation, and the dark brown flames in the empty eye sockets jumped, as if he had made a decision. With a light wave of his hand, the giant turtle's flaming body began to slowly dissipate, turning into dark brown flames, and was taken back into the palm of "Turtle Spirit Venerable".

As the giant turtle's flame was taken back, the temperature in the hall dropped slightly, but the tense atmosphere did not ease.

After "Turtle Spirit Venerable" took back the Turtle Spirit Earth Fire, the dark brown flames in his empty eye sockets suddenly became unusually active, as if brewing a more powerful attack.

Xiao Ling planned to pursue the victory. With a flash of lightning under his feet, he performed Three Thousand Thunder Movements, and his figure moved quickly in the hall like a phantom, approaching the direction of "Turtle Spirit Venerable".

"Turtle Spirit Venerable" did not give Xiao Ling too much time to think. As he slowly raised his hands, a few dark brown flames began to appear in the air in the hall.

These flames seemed to have life, slowly gathered, and gradually formed a huge flame vortex, surrounding "Turtle Spirit Venerable" in the center.

The flames in the vortex became more and more vigorous, and the temperature was constantly rising, and even the space began to show signs of distortion.

Such changes forced him to stop approaching him.

At this time, "Turtle Spirit Venerable" slowly spoke, with a trace of unquestionable majesty in his voice: "Young cultivator, you have proved your strength, but to inherit the Turtle Spirit Earth Fire, you still need to show more potential."

As soon as the voice fell, "Turtle Spirit Venerable" pushed his hands hard, and the huge flame vortex began to rotate faster. Then, flames shot towards Xiao Ling like arrows from a string.

Xiao Ling's figure shook, and the meteorite weapon was in his hand. The fighting spirit and soul power gathered again, forming a series of defensive light curtains. At the same time, the "Four Spirits Burning Sky Flame" in his body also began to respond, preparing for a new round of offensive.

The flaming arrows collided with Xiao Ling's defensive light curtain, and bursts of strong energy fluctuations broke out. Xiao Ling's body shape kept changing, and he repelled the flaming arrows while swinging the Meteoric Divine Weapon. However, he could clearly feel that the attack of "Turtle Spirit Venerable" this time was more powerful than before.

After continuously resisting dozens of flaming arrows from "Turtle Spirit Venerable", Xiao Ling realized that although the opponent had a deep cultivation, he seemed to lack some flexible experience in actual combat, and his perception was also very weak.

His soul perception spread out and quickly captured the subtle flaws in the offensive of "Turtle Spirit Venerable".

Xiao Ling's eyes flashed, and he had made a decision in his heart. The fighting spirit in his body surged, rotating and accelerating along a strange path, which was a sign of the fatal blow he was brewing.

The Falling God Weapon began to emit a more dazzling light, as if resonating with the fighting spirit in his body, and the power condensed on the tip of the spear became stronger and stronger.

Xiao Ling's figure shook violently, and he moved quickly in the hall like a phantom. Every flash made it difficult for "Turtle Spirit Venerable" to grasp his position.

He used the body method of three thousand thunders to cleverly avoid the violent fire attack of "Turtle Spirit Venerable". While dodging, his sharp eyes kept looking for the opponent's weaknesses, and he silently calculated the best time to attack in his heart.

With every breath, the fighting spirit in Xiao Ling's body surged like a tide, and he felt his strength rising until it reached a peak state. He knew that the moment to decide the outcome had come.

Just as the attention of "Turtle Spirit Venerable" was drawn by Xiao Ling's rapid movement, Xiao Ling's figure suddenly disappeared from the opponent's sight. He took advantage of this moment of disappearance and moved silently behind "Turtle Spirit Venerable".

Before the "Turtle Spirit Venerable" could react, Xiao Ling had already condensed the power of space on the spear tip of the Meteorite Divine Weapon. The "Four Spirits Burning Sky Flame" rotated and condensed on the spear tip, and finally formed nine flame shadow spears. Each shadow spear contained the power to tear apart space. They rotated around the spear tip of the Meteorite Divine Weapon, like nine fire dragons, ready to pounce on the target at any time.

Xiao Ling shook his wrist violently, and under the control of soul power, the nine flame shadow spears burst out instantly. They cut through the air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and pointed directly at the vital points of the "Turtle Spirit Venerable".

Each shadow spear carried the destructive power of space rifts, as if it could cut everything that blocked them into pieces.

The entire hall was shocked by this powerful force, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere that was about to explode.

Yao Chen and Yao Tianhuo exchanged glances, and their approval was beyond words.

They could also see that although "Turtle Spirit Venerable" had extraordinary strength, he seemed a little rusty in actual combat experience.

However, even so, Xiao Ling was able to gain the upper hand without relying on any secret method to enhance himself, which was enough to prove that his actual combat ability far exceeded that of his opponents of the same level.

The three women watched the battlefield nervously, their breathing almost synchronized with Xiao Ling's every attack, and their heartbeats rose and fell with it.

Facing Xiao Ling's sudden and fierce attack, "Turtle Spirit Venerable" seemed to feel a little pressure. The dark brown flame burning in the empty eye sockets was beating more violently at this moment, as if expressing the turmoil in his heart.

He raised his hands in a hurry and quickly created a flame barrier in front of him, trying to block Xiao Ling's fierce attack like a rainstorm.

Xiao Ling's nine flame shadow guns, like nine roaring fire dragons, roared from different directions, each carrying enough power to tear the space apart.

They attacked "Turtle Spirit Venerable" with lightning speed, with unstoppable momentum.

The flame barrier hastily created by "Turtle Spirit Venerable" was shattered in an instant like fragile glass under Xiao Ling's attack. The fragments of the barrier were scattered under the huge impact force, but the nine flame shadow guns did not stop at all and continued to bombard the body of "Turtle Spirit Venerable".

The attack came in an instant and hit "Turtle Spirit Venerable" heavily. Every impact was accompanied by a deafening roar, and the roar of this power resounded throughout the hall.

The fluctuations of flames and energy stirred in the air, forming a series of violent storms that swept across the entire space. The space in the hall began to tremble under this power, as if it was about to collapse.

Thick smoke slowly filled the hall, like rolling clouds and mist, blocking everyone's sight. The air was filled with hot residual heat and the fierce breath of battle.

As the roar of the explosion gradually dissipated, everyone's eyes penetrated the thick smoke and looked curiously in the direction of the explosion, trying to catch the figure of "Turtle Spirit Venerable".

Xiao Ling stabilized his body, his eyes flashed with vigilance, and the Meteoric Divine Weapon was across his chest, ready to deal with possible attacks again.

Although his attack just now was powerful, the body of "Turtle Spirit Venerable" was a genuine Dou Zun in his lifetime, and it was impossible to be defeated so easily. Otherwise, in order not to damage the body, Xiao Ling would not dare to do such a heavy hand.

Yao Chen and Yao Tianhuo also showed solemnity in their eyes. They stared at the movement in the thick smoke and were ready to support at any time.

The thick smoke gradually dissipated, revealing the figure of "Turtle Spirit Venerable". He still stood in the same place, but his breath was obviously weakened, and the dark brown flames in the empty eye sockets were no longer so strong.

On his body, the traces left by the nine flame shadow guns were clearly visible, and each one was deeply engraved into his body.

Xiao Ling's eyes were fixed on "Turtle Spirit Venerable". Although the opponent was seriously injured, he had not completely lost his fighting power. The battle was far from over. He took a deep breath and began to gather all his fighting spirit, preparing to launch a new round of offensive.

In Xiao Ling's body, the fighting spirit was like a rolling torrent, running rapidly along a specific path, and each cycle made the power more concentrated. The air around his body began to vibrate, forming tiny vortices, which was a sign of high concentration of fighting spirit.

The Meteoric Divine Weapon trembled gently in his hand, as if it resonated with the fighting spirit in his body. The light on the tip of the gun became brighter and brighter, like the brightest star in the night sky, foreshadowing the upcoming thunderbolt.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, "Turtle Spirit Venerable" did not continue to attack, but slowly relaxed his offensive. His hands slowly dropped, and the vortex of fire that originally surrounded him began to gradually weaken, and finally dissipated into the air like morning mist meeting the sun.

This sudden change surprised everyone present. Xiao Ling's tightly gripped Meteorite Weapon relaxed slightly, but his eyes were still alert.

Yao Chen and Yao Tianhuo looked at each other, their eyes revealed a hint of doubt, but at the same time they were also curious about the move of "Turtle Spirit Venerable".

The atmosphere in the entire hall changed from tension to a silent waiting. Everyone was watching the next move of "Turtle Spirit Venerable", wanting to know what this senior was planning.

Just as everyone was holding their breath, suddenly, a few soft white lights floated out of the body of "Turtle Spirit Venerable". These lights rose lightly and gradually gathered above him, forming an illusory soul body.

Although this soul body was condensed in form, it exuded an extremely weak breath, as if it was a candle swaying in the wind, which could be extinguished in the breeze at any time. Despite this, its existence still carried an indescribable majesty, which made people feel awe.

Everyone followed the soul closely, and saw that its face was exactly the same as the sculpture in the hall, profound and solemn, and every wrinkle revealed the traces of time and endless wisdom. Obviously, this is the soul of "Turtle Spirit Venerable". Although the power is gone, its spirit is still tenacious.

Yao Chen and Yao Tianhuo's eyes flashed with surprise, they obviously did not expect to see such a scene. The three women looked at each other, they were a little worried and curious about the sudden appearance of the soul of "Turtle Spirit Venerable".