But when the silver light from this small sword was still about ten feet away from Xiao Lin, he felt something was wrong.
The icy coldness made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and even the air he breathed turned into white air, which made Xiao Lin's expression change.
As he thought, the nine-sided Void Spirit Shield immediately lined up and stood in front of him.
"Puff, bang." As soon as the silver light touched the Void Spirit Shield, a layer of ice formed on the surface of the nine-foot-sized Void Spirit Shield under Xiao Lin's horrified gaze.
As the silver light formed by the small sword passed across, the void spirit shields suddenly shattered into pieces and turned into nothingness before they even hit the ground.
"Isn't it illusory?" Xiao Lin's heart skipped a beat, and almost without thinking, he quickly backed away. At the same time, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and an emerald green shield jumped out of it. As soon as the shield jumped out of the storage bag,
Yingfeng grew to two feet in size and stood in front of Xiao Lin.
"Qiang." A sound of gold and iron was heard, and at the same time, Xiao Lin felt a huge force transmitted to his body through the spiritual shield in front of him.
His body flew directly two to three feet away, but Xiao Lin still forced the use of Flowing Cloud Light Body Technique and landed firmly on the ground, but he had no time to think about why this small sword weapon turned out to be real.
.
And regardless of its power or his own feelings, this small silver sword is a genuine spiritual weapon.
This is still an independent attack by a spiritual weapon. If a monk in the foundation-building stage had cast this spiritual weapon, Xiao Lin would have been seriously injured in the previous attack.
Although the aura on the surface of the small sword dimmed a little, it trembled slightly and then turned into a silver light again, shooting towards Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin didn't dare to be careless this time. He pointed the Lingyin Shield in front of him from a distance. The Lingyin Shield was suddenly shrouded in a misty green light and he stepped forward to meet it.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang~~" The Lingyin Shield suddenly became entangled with the small sword weapon, but Xiao Lin did not stop, and still used the Flowing Cloud Lighting Technique to fly towards the distance.
At this time, a ray of silver light suddenly flew in front of Xiao Lin. The words "Hanxuan Silver Light Mirror" suddenly appeared in Xiao Lin's mind. It was the magic weapon that the white-robed woman had obtained. He almost
Instinctively, he stretched out his hand, wanting to grab this magic weapon.
In the stormy water palace, Xiao Lin did not know that with the disappearance of the palace restrictions, the forbidden light that shrouded the "Hanxuan Silver Mirror" also disappeared at the same time. He was caught off guard and missed this treasure.
"That's not right." As soon as Xiao Lin stretched out his hand, he suddenly woke up.
"How could the magic weapon Hanxuan Silver Light Jian appear in the illusion of the Five Hells?" Thinking of this, Xiao Lin's hair suddenly stood up. Almost without thinking, he shook his hands and moved toward that place.
The flying silver light threw nine purple-red fist fireballs.
At the same time, Xiao Lin tapped his right foot on the ground and flew backwards.
"Boom~" When the nine purple-red fireballs touched the silver light, they exploded one after another and turned into flames all over the sky. After the flames passed, a fist-sized silver light flickered in mid-air, and through the silver
In the light, Xiao Lin could vaguely see the small, palm-sized token in the silver light.
The cold aura spread, making Xiao Lin's face turn pale.
"Under the attack of the Great Perfection-level Fireball Technique, you were unscathed?" Xiao Lin was shocked. Faced with the attack of his Perfection-level Fireball Technique, even if it was a spiritual weapon without the owner's control,
It would be better if the spiritual light dissipated and fell to the ground.
However, this Hanxuan Silver Light Mirror was not damaged at all, and even the aura on it became more and more brilliant, as if Xiao Lin's attack had aroused its ferocious nature.
Xiao Lin couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then with a thought, nine crystal-clear Void Spirit Shields flashed in front of him. At the same time, he shook his hands and threw nine dark purple fireballs again.
Xiao Lin secretly groaned in his heart. He was almost certain that this "Hanxuan Silver Light Mirror" was definitely a magic weapon. However, with his cultivation during the Qi refining period, against a magic weapon, no matter how he looked at it, it was a life-or-death weapon.
The end of life.
But it was impossible to let him sit back and die. Xiao Lin was thinking about whether to sacrifice the three-yuan flag. The three-yuan flag could increase the power of his fireball technique by at least 30%, but Xiao Lin did not sacrifice it in the end.
The flag of the Three Elements Dharma.
Although this place is in the illusion of the Five Hells, he is not sure whether anyone is monitoring everything that happens here. Although no one in Feng Bo Shui Mansion has seen this three-yuan flag, he will not doubt that he has obtained it.
The treasures in the Stormwater Mansion.
But it is too abnormal for a high-level spiritual weapon to appear in the hands of an outer disciple in the Qi Refining Stage.
But if he didn't sacrifice the Three-Element Dharma Flag, facing this Hanxuan Lingguang Jian, which was probably a magic weapon, the probability of his being alive would be almost zero.
The Hanxuan Silver Light Mirror was spinning in mid-air, and the silver light surrounding it became more and more bright and intense. At the same time, a shadow of a big bird gradually emerged from it. This big bird was probably several feet long and very tall.
He was handsome, and his pair of bird eyes emitted a cold silver light, staring at Xiao Lin coldly.
Xiao Lin was extremely depressed. He was completely caught in a dilemma at the moment. The high-level spiritual weapon, the Three-Yuan Dharma Flag, was his biggest trump card now. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Xiao Lin did not intend to use it.
And if you don't sacrifice the Three-Yuan Dharma Flag, the probability that you can take over the Hanxuan Silver Light Mirror is extremely slim.
"That's not right." Xiao Lin suddenly exclaimed. He thought that since the "Han Xuan Silver Light Mirror" was taken away by the white-robed woman, how could it appear in the illusion of the Five Hells?
"Could it be his inner demons that are causing trouble?" Xiao Lin suddenly felt a sudden realization in his heart. He raised his head and stared at the "Hanxuan Silver Light Mirror" that was emitting scorching silver light in mid-air, with an uncertain expression on his face.
In this second level of "Greed Prison", I have never seen the same stone tablet as the first level since I entered. In other words, I can't pass through this second level of "Greed Prison" like the first level.
"Greed prison?" Xiao Lin silently recited these two words in his heart, and suddenly he had a bold guess in his mind.
After a while, Xiao Lin seemed to have made up his mind. He sat down cross-legged, and the hidden spiritual shield entangled with the silver sword in mid-air turned into a dark green spiritual light again and entered the storage bag on his waist.
Xiao Lin silently recited the Qingxin Mantra in his heart, and the tenth level of the Dry Water Sutra Heart Technique in his body also started to operate. With the operation of the Dry Water Sutra Heart Technique, Xiao Lin felt a cool feeling in his body.
This gave Xiao Lin a feeling of physical and mental comfort, and he finally closed his eyes, like an old monk in concentration, completely entering a meditative state.
I don't know how long it took, but in Xiao Lin's perception it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time passed. Xiao Lin slowly opened his eyes.
Everything in front of him disappeared, leaving only a dark cave. Next to him, stood a three-foot-high stone tablet with a line of words written on it: "Be calm and calm, return to my original self."
Xiao Lin finally understood that everything in this greed prison was caused by his inner demons. In the Feng Bo Shui Mansion, he had been feeling upset because he could not get the "Hanxuan Silver Light Mirror". Normally, there was nothing wrong with him.
, but in this "greed prison", the demonic obstacles in his heart were aroused.
Xiao Lin stood up calmly, and after thinking for a moment, he slapped the stone tablet with his palm.
His vision went dark, followed by a wave of dizziness. When Xiao Lin saw the scene in front of him again, he found that he had arrived in a snow-white space.
There is nothing here except a dark green light mirror not far away that is about ten feet high.
Xiao Lin was slightly startled, and when he was about to look around, a faint dark green aura appeared in front of him. This aura became more and more intense, and it was already dazzling in the blink of an eye. Xiao Lin watched the aura vigilantly.
Emmanuel did not take action.
After the dark green aura became intense to a certain extent, it actually began to stretch, and then in Xiao Lin's surprised eyes, a short-haired young man in his twenties with fair skin appeared in front of Xiao Lin.
"This..." Looking at the "person" in front of him who looked exactly like himself, Xiao Lin's mind was a little confused, but soon he calmed down his turbulent heart and calmed down completely. The "self" in front of him was obviously
It is also the illusion of this "mirror prison".
The "Mirror Image Xiao Lin" on the opposite side looked at Xiao Lin with a sneer on his lips. Then in Xiao Lin's surprised eyes, the "Mirror Image Xiao Lin" gently raised his right hand.
"Stab." With a sound, nine dark purple fist-sized fireballs suddenly appeared above the palm of "Mirror Xiao Lin's" right hand.
Xiao Lin's face suddenly became ugly. This "mirror image" could even master his own Dzogchen-level Fire Ball Technique, which made him feel like he didn't know how to proceed.
Immediately afterwards, the dark green light flashed around the "Mirror Xiao Lin" for several times, and nine crystal clear emerald shields also emerged, flashing continuously around it.
Xiao Lin sighed in his heart, knowing that it was impossible not to take action. The longer time went on, the worse it would be for him.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin slapped the bag on his waist with his right hand, and the seven-edged sword flashing with green aura jumped out of it and turned into a three-foot-long blade, which was held in Xiao Lin's hand.
The mana flowed through the body, pouring from Xiao Lin's palm into the Seven Blades Slash.
A seven-foot-long phantom appeared, and as Xiao Lin coldly said "cut", the seven blade-shaped phantoms volleyed towards the "mirror image of Xiao Lin".
"Mirror Xiao Lin" sneered, and the virtual spirit shields surrounding him immediately flashed and appeared above his head, layer by layer.
Xiao Lin snorted coldly, and with a "stab" sound in his hand, nine purple-red fireballs condensed out. Xiao Lin threw them out without even thinking about it.
"Crack." At this moment, a bolt of lightning as thick as a thumb fell from the sky. Xiao Lin was caught off guard and was immediately hit.
A severe pain came, and at the same time Xiao Lin felt that his thinking had come to a standstill at this moment, which scared him so much that he almost lost his mind.
It only lasted for a moment, and Xiao Lin found that he had regained consciousness, but he was also frightened to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat. He did not expect that the "mirror image" was so skilled in the use of spells, no worse than himself.
If he hadn't fired the big fireball technique just now, causing the "mirror image" to panic, otherwise the moment he was hit by the lightning zombie technique, it would have been enough for the "mirror image" to deliver a fatal blow to him.