Bei Hanjin struggled to raise his head, but the purple light on his chest suddenly turned into a lavender flame, which rapidly expanded with his chest as the center.
It was wrapped in it in the blink of an eye. After the flames passed, Beihan Gold had turned into ashes and scattered in all directions, leaving only a storage bag and a spirit beast bag.
Six of the nine crescent magic weapons in front of Lin Xueying were destroyed by the attack of the Purple Ying Demon. Not only that, the aura of the cold evil around Lin Xueying at this moment was so dim that it was almost invisible.
It was even more full of exhaustion.
The white gauze covering her face was also stained with blood. It was obvious that she was injured in order to resist the attack of the Purple Ying Demon.
Meng Huojiao, on the other hand, surprised Xiao Lin. This woman actually withstood the attack of the Ziying Demon. There were six colorful shields floating in front of her, which were stacked up and protected in front of her.
These six shields turned out to be a set of combined defensive weapons, and this was the first time even Xiao Lin had seen them.
Xiao Lin was terrified by the attack of the Purple Ying Demonic Demon. He never expected that a foundation-building monk could launch such a terrifying attack. His Dzogchen level Void Spirit Shield was actually defenseless against this attack.
Even the hidden spiritual shield was destroyed.
Looking at the purple-haired young man in the middle, his face was pale and without any blood at the moment. He stood there panting heavily. The twelve demonic swords spinning around him also slowed down a lot, and the magic light dimmed.
He looked at Xiao Lin and the other three people in surprise, with shock on his face. He seemed not to have expected that three people would survive under the illumination of his own purple devil's evil light.
This Purple Ying Devil's evil light, even if it is intercepted by the Jindan cultivator, is more dangerous than anything else. Although he dispersed the power of the Purple Ying Demon's evil light in order to kill four people at the same time, he should also kill the Foundation Establishment monk.
It's more than enough.
"I want you to die." Meng Huojiao gritted her teeth and stood up. Three of the six shields rotating around her fell to the ground with a crash. Apparently, they were the same as Xiao Lin's Lingyin Shield.
Under the attack, it was completely destroyed.
The other three shields emitting auras of different colors were tightly surrounding her, spinning constantly. Meng Huojiao patted the bag on her waist, and a palm-sized gold ingot flew out of it.
This gold ingot is completely different from the ones Meng Huojiao took out before. This one is less than one-fifth of the previous ones, and this much smaller gold ingot is covered with golden light and exudes dazzling light.
Golden light.
After the golden ingot came out, Meng Huojiao pointed at the golden ingot, and the golden ingot immediately flew towards the purple-haired young man.
The purple-haired young man's strange blade spirit weapon came out of his hand and turned into a black light more than ten feet long, shooting towards the gold ingot. At the same time, the purple-haired young man thought for a moment and took out a black and shiny piece of black light from the bag on his waist.
Palm-sized token.
The surface of the token is engraved with strange magic patterns, and you can vaguely see several ferocious faces on the back.
The moment Jin Yuanbao touched the black light emitted by the strange blade weapon, it automatically burned, allowing the black light to pass through and hit the empty space. Then, a few feet in front of the purple-haired young man, a sudden appearance appeared.
A golden ball the size of a fist.
Not only that, at the moment when the ingot was burning, Meng Huojiao casually threw five or six thumb-sized balls that shone with emerald green light. These emerald green balls were extremely fast and arrived in front of the purple-haired young man in the blink of an eye.
The pale face of the purple-haired young man was full of solemnity. After casting the Ziying Demonic Spirit, his demonic energy had been consumed by seven to eighty-eight percent, but at least two people on the opposite side were still unscathed. He had to work hard to defeat these demons.
They also killed them all.
Only in this way can we finally win the innate evil stone. Suddenly, a fist-sized golden ball appears in front of us, spinning and extremely gorgeous.
But when it fell into the eyes of the purple-haired young man, he was shocked. He couldn't help but exclaimed "Jinxuan Explosive Rain." Jinxuan Explosive Rain is an intermediate-level spell of the gold system. It is extremely powerful and can kill people in an instant.
A large golden blade suddenly burst out, attacking enemies within a few feet of it indiscriminately.
He deliberately wanted to use Magic Flash to escape, but Magic Flash is a moving spell that can disperse himself into black mist in an extreme period of time. If it is a cage-type spell, he can also move out.
But after all, it is not a teleportation that tears apart space. Facing intermediate spells such as Jinxuan Explosive Rain, Demonic Flash cannot be avoided at all.
The purple-haired young man could only pour all the remaining demonic energy into the surrounding Demonic Sword Formation with a look of helplessness. The twelve Demonic Swordsmen in the Demonic Sword Formation crisscrossed to form a black screen, blocking him in front of him.
At the same time, the black token in his hand was thrown out by him. Amidst the shrill roar, groups of black mist in the shape of human faces enveloped his entire body. At the same time, these ferocious human faces were moving toward
In the direction of Xiao Lin, he seemed to be trying hard to pounce.
"Phew." A dazzling golden light suddenly burst out, and Xiao Lin, who was more than ten feet away, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
Immediately afterwards, with several soft "puff" sounds, the five or six emerald green beads emitted by Meng Huojiao exploded almost simultaneously.
The dazzling golden light was mixed with emerald green spiritual light, which lasted for several breaths. When the spiritual light dissipated, Xiao Lin saw that the purple-haired young man's clothes were torn to pieces, and his body was also cut.
There were countless wounds, and blood flowed out, turning him into a bloody man in the blink of an eye.
"Pfft." At this moment, the purple-haired young man suddenly looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Meng Huojiao in surprise.
"Could it be that what you emitted were soul-splitting beads?"
"Not bad." Meng Huojiao said through gritted teeth.
"Hey, I didn't expect you cultivators who claim to be righteous to be able to refine soul-splitting beads that even demonic monks despise. This really gives me a new perspective."
"Hmph, this girl will not only let you gain knowledge, but also refine your soul into a soul-splitting bead." Meng Huojiao raised her eyebrows and said with a murderous look on her face.
Xiao Lin was naturally confused when he heard the words Soul-Splitting Pearl, but Lin Xueying glanced at Meng Huojiao in surprise, frowning slightly, and her eyes shone with thought.
"Very good. I really didn't expect that you so-called righteous cultivators would be able to refine such evil things as soul-splitting beads. It was because of your carelessness that your soul was injured. However, I don't want you to suffer such an injury.
Life is undoubtedly a wishful thinking."
The purple-haired young man's eyes flashed with purple light. He took out a dark pill from the storage bag, threw it into his mouth, and then pointed with one hand at the black token floating beside him.
The black token whirled around and appeared directly on top of Meng Huojiao's head, and the demonic energy in the shape of a human face rushed towards her.
Meng Huojiao's pretty face turned pale, and the three-sided, three-colored spiritual shields around her flashed directly to the top of her head under the control of her mind. The three-colored spiritual lights intertwined to resist the attack of the demon face.
"High-level spiritual weapon?" Xiao Lin exclaimed in his heart.
After thinking for a moment, he gently tapped the bag on his waist, and a small tri-color flag flew out from it. The small flag whirled around and disappeared without a trace. Then, a flash of inspiration appeared above the head of the purple-haired young man, and a tri-color flag flew out.
A small flag appears.
Nine dark purple fireballs were shot towards the purple-haired young man almost in no particular order.
This time, the purple-haired young man was greatly frightened. When he was attacked by Jin Xuan's explosive rain, his Demonic Sword Formation had been completely destroyed. Nine of the twelve Demonic Swords had been broken into pieces.
As long as one evil sword is lost in the evil sword formation, it will no longer be able to protect the body.
So when the Three-Element Dharma Flag appeared above his head, he almost didn't think about it. The black mist flashed slightly and he was already several feet away.
But Xiao Lin's Three-Yuan Dharma Flag followed him like a shadow. Just as the purple-haired young man flashed his figure, the Three-Yuan Dharma Flag appeared above his head again.
A bolt of lightning as thick as a baby's arm fell from the sky in an instant, hitting the purple-haired young man on the forehead.
Lightning instantly penetrated his body, his purple hair stood upright, his face was charred, and his thinking fell into a brief state of stasis under the Thunderbolt Technique.
Immediately after, a string of dark purple fireballs fell from the Three Elements Dharma flag. After rapidly growing to the size of a millstone, they exploded one after another. The dark purple flames instantly enveloped the purple-haired young man.
After the flames dissipated, Xiao Lin saw a dark statue about an inch long where the purple-haired young man had stood. The statue had been burned red by the flames of the big fireball technique.
The moment he saw this statue, Xiao Lin instinctively shouted "No."
"careful."
Xiao Lin's whole body was instantly wrapped in a layer of black mist, and at this time, a black sword light split the black mist into two, but Xiao Lin's figure had already disappeared without a trace. Xiao Lin's figure was seen more than ten feet away.
It appeared, and his face turned a little pale.
"Eh?" Seeing Xiao Lin dodge his attack, a flash of surprise flashed across the face of the purple-haired young man. He used the secret technique of magic shadow to dodge the attack of the man's high-level spiritual weapon, and quietly
He used his magic spirit to flash behind him.
I thought I could achieve great success with one blow, but I didn't expect that God's calculations were not as good as mine. In the end, I fell short. This made the purple-haired young man look ugly.
He was now at the end of his strength. Although the Jinxuan Explosive Rain Technique used by the coquettish woman caused him a lot of external injuries, it did not cause any serious harm to him. The most important thing was the five or six Soul-Splitting Beads.
Soul-splitting beads are made by extracting the soul of a cultivator and refining it through secret techniques. Once it explodes, it can produce a small-scale soul power storm, specifically damaging the cultivator's soul. If it weren't for his soul, he would be the Nascent Soul.
The soul of the early monk is already in danger at this moment!
Although after being attacked by the old monster Chiyang, his spiritual power was completely wiped out, and more than 90% of his memory was lost, but even so, his spiritual awareness was far superior to that of ordinary Foundation-Building Dzogchen monks.
In this way, he was able to survive the explosion of the five or six soul-splitting beads. If it were anyone else, his spiritual consciousness would have been confused at this moment, and he would either fall into madness, or his spiritual consciousness would be annihilated and he would die.