Lin Xuan already had the intention to retreat.

The reason why he took the risk and dived underground was to see if there was any benefit.

I never expected that the person sealed here would actually be an ancient demon saint.

Although the opponent's physical body has been destroyed long ago, only a trace of his soul remains.

The body that was hastily taken away was limited to its foundation, and could only restore its cultivation to the late Dongxuan stage for the time being, but to Lin Xuan, it was still an unimaginably formidable enemy.

Not sure about him at all.

Of course, the most critical point is that even if he wins, Lin Xuan doesn't know what the benefits are.

Weighing the pros and cons, leaving here is the most correct choice.

A strange light flashed in his eyes, and Lin Xuan had already made a plan in his mind.

However, at this moment, a rumbling sound reached his ears, and the magic mist in front of him surged, all of which was sucked into the body of the guy who claimed to be the Holy Ancestor.

Then he revealed his true face in Lushan.

Although he was still an ancient demon with two heads and four arms, his originally burly figure suddenly shrank a lot, making him no different from an ordinary person.

There is only one head left, and Xingmei Langmu has actually transformed from an ugly monster into a handsome boy.

If the only difference from ordinary people is that there is a crack in the middle of the forehead, it is definitely not a scar. Lin Xuan can clearly see that it is a third eye, but it is not opened.

In just a few short breaths, the two-headed ancient demon turned into a completely different person.

He made a stretching movement, stretched his limbs, and showed a bit of a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, although the foundation of this physical body is a little worse, other conditions are not bad. It seems that this saint ancestor is also

Life shouldn't be cut off, it's so easy to find a body that can withstand my demonic power."

Lin Xuan had a wry smile on his face.

The other party simply regarded him as nothing, but it had to be said that he did have such qualifications.

Now that he knew that he was facing the Ancient Demon Saint, Lin Xuan would certainly not act rashly.

Provoking the other party will not do him any good. Lin Xuan just hopes to find an opening and leave here as soon as possible.

However, although his plan was good, God did not follow his wishes.

The mysterious young man turned his head: "Little guy, you are a human cultivator, what do you want to sneak into our holy world?"

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he was indeed seen through.

This little bit of disguise of mine might be able to hide it from ordinary ancient demons, but in the eyes of an old monster like the Holy Ancestor, it's just a joke.

Even the person in front of him, whose cultivation level has been greatly damaged, can still see through his disguise at a glance.

"Forget it, no matter what your purpose is in coming to the Holy Realm, since you met me, you are destined to die. I will send you to the underworld now."

The young man's calm voice reached his ears, and his tone became even more arrogant and domineering, as if Lin Xuan was just an ant in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, his fingers suddenly became sharp, and with a slight flick of his fingers, a flame the size of an egg flew out from between his palms.

The flame was dark purple, and a breath of destruction came out.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, but there was not much fear on his face.

Use fire?

He may not be sure of other magical powers, but controlling flames is his strength.

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and a flame the size of an egg flew out.

Four colors of colored glaze, with different attributes flowing endlessly on the surface of this flame.

boom!

The next moment, the two flames collided fiercely.

I saw the dazzling spiritual light, which reflected the surrounding area for miles. The two flames were fighting and devouring each other in mid-air. However, for a moment, it was difficult to tell the winner. They were evenly matched.

Lin Xuan's face was full of solemnity. He knew his own magical powers. The phantom sky fire was his special skill. It was one of the secret techniques at the bottom of the box. The opponent was only in the cave mystic stage, and he flicked out a flame.

, he was able to fight equally with the phantom sky fire. Lin Xuan was astonished, and he became more and more alarmed in his heart.

But on the surface, Lin Xuan naturally did not show weakness, and still had a dull look on his face.

With a flick of his sleeves, the Xuan Qing Zi Mother Shield emerged. Facing an old monster of this level, of course, one should not seek merit but seek no fault, and first lay down one's own defenses.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud sound of chicken clearing, but ninety-nine and eighty-one Nine Palace Xumo Swords swam out from his sleeves, circling and flying around his body.

In terms of momentum, it was a big deal.

As expected, the expression of the mysterious young man also changed greatly. Then he took a closer look and revealed a strange look: "Hey, this is the Jiugongxuyu Sword. Are you actually from the Moyue Clan, and you have a five-spirited constitution, and you are practicing Moyuetian?"

Isn’t it possible to use witchcraft techniques?”

Even with Lin Xuan's palace, he couldn't help but suddenly changed his mind. The other party actually guessed so many things about him through a treasure he sacrificed.

Could it be that this Ancient Demon Saint Ancestor also has some relationship with the former Moyue Clan?

The thoughts in my mind turned around, but the maniacal laughter of the other party reached my ears: "Hey, it's true that God will never kill me. If I can get the body with five spiritual roots, and restore my mana, it will be just around the corner. It's a pity that you are a human cultivator.

, but it doesn’t matter, after getting your body, all I have to do is demonize it.”

"Is it?"

Seeing the greedy look on the face of the mysterious young man, Lin Xuan laughed angrily: "You want to seize Lin's house, you are so loud, be careful not to burst yourself."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and robes, and heard loud noises in the air. The Jiugong Xushu sword flashed with spiritual light, one turned into three, and more than two hundred sword rays shot towards the enemy like a gust of wind and rain.

Strike first to gain the upper hand!

The young man who claimed to be the Holy Ancestor did not dodge. He just stretched out his right hand. His nails had grown to half a foot long. The surface was flashing with a faint light. With a slight dance, there was a sharp light and countless purple claws.

Appeared in mid-air.

Seeing that the attacks of the two were about to collide, Lin Xuan made an unexpected move. He made a seal with both hands, and at the same time, his shoulders shook, and the space fluctuated suddenly. Lin Xuan had disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, those menacing flying swords also dodged and retreated instead of advancing, but Lin Xuan took them back.

There was a loud "chichi" sound in the air, and all those purple claw shadows were gone.

"Huh?"

The mysterious young man was stunned and surprised.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. He was not stupid, so why were he fighting with the Ancient Demon Saint Ancestor here?

Even if the opponent is also in the Dongxuan stage, it is hard to say whether they can win.

In short, Lin Xuan will never do anything that is not beneficial. Oiling the soles of his shoes is the most correct choice.

With his current strength, Jiutian Weibu became more and more mysterious. With a flash of inspiration, Lin Xuan was already thousands of feet away, and the magic weapon of his life also returned to him. Then Lin Xuan's whole body was covered with green light, and he was like the original path.
Chapter completed!