Xiao Lin's face was uncertain, and the purple-haired young man made it clear, but even Meng Huojiao, Lin Xueying and Bai Shuangzhi knew about it.
Xiao Lin glanced at Meng Huojiao out of the corner of his eye and found that the woman was looking at him with a surprised expression on her face, her brows were slightly furrowed and she looked thoughtful, while Bai Shuangzhi in the distance looked at Xiao with a pretty face and a pale face.
Lin's face was also full of surprise, and there was a pitiful look in his eyes.
As for Lin Xueying, she was still adjusting her breath with her eyes closed to recover from her injuries. I don’t know if she heard it. But in Xiao Lin’s view, even if Lin Xueying was using her magic power to heal her injuries, she would never close her five senses. She was probably just listening.
Entered the ear.
"Your evil spirit clone is unlucky. He was poisoned by ten poisons and lost his body. He is unable to use the magical weapon. I can only consider him to be unlucky. In this case, Xiao will send this clone of yours to go with him.
, it can be regarded as having a companion on the road to reincarnation.”
"Hehe, we and other demonic clones are not qualified for reincarnation. Even if you kill me, if my real body finds out, you will never escape the fate of death."
"Let's wait until he knows." Xiao Lin's face was filled with murderous intent, and he gently pointed at the Three-Yuan Dharma Flag beside him. The Three-Yuan Dharma Flag flickered around and flickered to the top of the purple-haired young man's head.
At the same time, Xiao Lin pointed from a distance to the golden net suspended above the head of the purple-haired young man, supported by his grasping devil's hand. The golden net suddenly burned with blazing flames, and the dark purple flames actually gathered at the point where the grasping devil's hand was grabbing.
Under the burning flames, the demonic energy of the capturing demonic hand immediately dimmed, and the golden net once again hooded the purple-haired young man.
Moreover, the surface of the golden net was burning with dark purple flames, like a fire net, falling towards the purple-haired young man.
There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the purple-haired young man, as if he didn't expect that the young man in front of him could control the flames so well, but he did not show any fear.
Feeling a majestic force in his body exploded from his Dantian, and then turned into billowing demonic energy, flowing all over his body. The name of the blood-like spirit pill he swallowed was called Purple Blood. This Purple Blood Pill wanted to refine extremely
Not easy.
The required material is the essence and blood of dragon-like demon cultivators. Transformation demon cultivators are already extremely rare, and the dragon's body contains the blood of the immortals of heaven and earth. Even a trace of it is extremely precious.
This Purple Blood Pill itself contains majestic energy, and it can also completely stimulate the potential in the monk's body, allowing the monk to burst into combat power far beyond normal in a short period of time.
The Purple Blood Pill in the hands of the purple-haired young man was not really made from the essence and blood of the transformed dragon demon cultivator. Otherwise, even if he took the Purple Blood Pill, he would have exploded and died on the spot. What he had swallowed
The Purple Blood Pill was a dragon-like demon cultivator in the Demon Pill stage that Kumarajiva killed.
It was extracted from its body and refined with its blood essence. In terms of effectiveness, it is less than one-tenth of the real Purple Blood Pill, but even so, it is enough to allow the purple-haired young man to burst out with super combat power.
Feeling the terrifying power contained in the dark flames coming out of the purple-haired young man's body, Xiao Lin and Meng Huojiao's expressions changed drastically at the same time.
The purple-haired young man put one palm up in front of his chest, and an obscure spell sounded in his mouth again. At the same time, a purple light shield emerged from his chest, wrapping him in it in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Xiao Lin's golden net happened to fall down, covering the purple-haired young man and the purple ball into it.
But no matter how the dark purple flames on the golden net burned, there was still nothing that could be done about the purple ball.
At this time, Xiao Lin saw a purple light flashing on the palm of the purple-haired young man's chest, which became increasingly intense.
"Purple Ying Demon's evil light?" Xiao Lin's face became extremely ugly. Meng Huojiao's pretty face was also pale and bloodless at the moment. If this terrifying Purple Ying Demon's evil light comes again, she has no confidence that she can resist it again.
Xiao Lin's eyes flickered, and he was hesitant in his heart, but he glanced at Meng Huojiao, who had no color on her face, then looked at the pitiful Bai Shuangzhi and Lin Xueying, who was autistic, closing her eyes and adjusting her breath, with a firm look on her face.
color.
Xiao Lin secretly gritted his teeth and patted the bag on his waist with his right hand. With a "buzz" sound, a half-foot-long white broken blade appeared in front of Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin understood that no matter what, he could not let the purple-haired young man emit the Purple Demon Evil again. This kind of magical secret technique was incredibly powerful, and his own spiritual shield was useless in front of it. In the end, if it were not for the help of the Qingyan Spirit
Fire will eliminate the remaining purple evil spirits.
At this moment, he was most likely to be seriously injured and fell to the ground just like Lin Xueying. Therefore, he could no longer care about hiding his methods. No matter what, he had to find a way to kill the purple-haired young man first.
Although the blue flame spiritual fire was extremely powerful, once it was used, it was too showy, and Xiao Lin was not sure whether the blue flame spiritual fire could break through the purple mask.
In contrast, the power of the Broken Blade makes Xiao Lin somewhat confident. After all, the Broken Blade can even tear apart the golden net that is at least a magic weapon. It is still too big to deal with the purple-haired young man's body-protecting purple mask.
possible.
Xiao Lin pointed at the broken blade floating next to him, and the broken blade immediately burst out with a faint white light. Xiao Lin took out two more Qi Yuan Pills from the storage bag, threw them into his mouth without looking at them, and then moved toward
The remaining blade is imbued with mana.
Almost in a breath, the mana in Xiao Lin's dantian was sucked out, making his face extremely pale. As he took the Qi Yuan Dan, lines of mana slowly grew in his dantian.
Mana replenishes his losses.
The white light above the broken blade became more and more intense, making it almost impossible to look directly at it. Meng Huojiao also looked at the broken blade beside Xiao Lin with a look of horror on her face. Although she could not see that it looked very broken.
No matter how powerful the magic weapon was, she felt a dangerous feeling that made her heart palpitate just from the dazzling white light.
Lin Xueying, who was sitting upright with her eyes closed and adjusting her breath, seemed to feel something in her heart and couldn't help but open her eyes, her eyes full of surprise.
Bai Shuangzhi was leaning against a dark rock, her pale and pretty face full of astonishment. Like Meng Huojiao, she felt a dangerous aura from the broken blade that frightened her.
The purple-haired young man who was reciting the spell suddenly opened his eyes. After seeing the white light, a look of horror appeared on his face. The sound of the spell stopped abruptly, and the purple light on his chest slowly rotated.
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"Go." After sensing the danger of the broken blade in front of Xiao Lin, the purple-haired young man took the initiative to interrupt the spell. Although the Purple Ying Demon had not yet reached its strongest attack power, in order to prevent Xiao Lin from completing the indoctrination
Mana, he chose to activate it in advance.
A thick purple spiritual light shot towards Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin's face was full of cruelty, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He gently pointed at the broken blade in front of him, which had turned into a ball of white light about the size of a foot.
Say the word "break" softly.
A streak of white light flashed away, directly spanning a distance of several feet, rushing straight into the purple aura, and then split the purple aura into two parts under everyone's horrified gaze.
The purple light transformed by the Ziying Demon was directly cut off, and the white light suddenly accelerated in the direction of the purple-haired young man. After a slight flash, it disappeared without a trace.
The purple-haired young man didn't even have the thought of dodge before he felt his whole body go limp. He watched with horror on his face as the purple evil light he had emitted was cut open in the middle and turned into purple auras flying around.
A ray of white light passed through the chest of the purple-haired young man, circled a long trajectory, and flew to Xiao Lin's side again, floating quietly. However, the white light on the surface had completely dimmed, revealing half of the pure white blade.
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The purple-haired young man lowered his head and saw a small hole the size of a thumb on his chest, with a faint white light shining outside the hole.
A sense of powerlessness surged into the consciousness of the purple-haired young man. His face was full of unwillingness, as if he couldn't believe that he had been defeated like this, at the hands of an unknown inner disciple of the Ancient Xuan Sect.
Although I am in the realm of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, the soul in my body is the soul of a Nascent Soul monk who has been tempered many times.
Xiao Lin felt the broken blade beside him. Most of the mana he had instilled in the broken blade had been exhausted. He was also a little lucky in his heart. The purple-haired young man's Purple Ying Demonic Light had not really been completed. If it had been completed by him,
, I am afraid that if I want to kill the purple-haired young man with the power of the residual blade, I will not be able to do it.
Once the remaining blade is ineffective, he can only reveal the secret technique of Qingyan Spirit Fire. At this point, he has exhausted all his cards, but as long as it is not at the last moment, he will never do this.
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Lin Xueying and Bai Shuangzhi are relatively familiar with him, and in his opinion, they should not have any bad thoughts towards him, but Meng Huojiao is different. Beihan Jin has fallen, so there is no threat to him.
But as Meng Huojiao is the biological daughter of Grandma Yuanbao of the Qianfu Sect, he has learned about Grandma Yuanbao from Bai Shuangzhi. This person and the Blood Fu Ancestor of the Qianfu Sect are both good and evil characters. After all,
Evil is greater than good.
Xiao Lin was really worried about the daughter trained by such a person. Moreover, after the death of the purple-haired young man, they had to face a real problem, which was how to deal with the innate evil stone?
No need to understand, just by hearing the name, Xiao Lin knew that this innate demonic stone must be extremely precious. If it was really an innate spiritual material, Xiao Lin believed that any cultivator who practices immortality and Taoism would be jealous.
It's hard to say whether they will still be as harmonious as they are now.
"Pa~" The purple-haired young man fell to the ground, his eyes closed tightly, his face turned pale, and he was no longer breathing.
Xiao Lin looked at the corpse of the purple-haired young man with an expression of surprise and uncertainty on his face. Although the broken blade was sharp, it did not have the ability to kill the monk's soul. Therefore, in his opinion, even if the purple-haired young man was killed
Killing him with a blade would at best destroy his physical body, and his soul should still be in his body.