However, what Lin Xiaoyang didn't expect was that there was only one meter between her and Xuanyuan Sword, but there was a terrifying resistance between them.
This kind of resistance is not space resistance, but it is more terrifying than space resistance. Her jade hand only stretched out ten centimeters, and she clearly felt that something invisible and intangible was being taken away from her body.
In other words, in order to resist this mysterious resistance, something in the body is being lost.
What that thing was, Lin Xiaoyang couldn't accurately sense it at first. He only felt that something was passing by, being deprived of it, and it was extremely terrifying.
Lin Xiaoyang instinctively retracted his hand.
"What exactly is passing by?"
Lin Xiaoyang frowned secretly and sensed carefully, but couldn't be sure.
At this time, all forces saw that there was no threat from the five-color altar and had gathered under the five-color altar.
Some people have already begun to climb the ten steps of the altar.
However, most of the people were blocked on the eighth step. There were two people who forced their way up the ninth step. It was the beautiful middle-aged woman in blue, Mrs. Qing.
At this moment, her delicate body was trembling, unable to resist the heavy mountain of Xuanyuan Sword Intent, and her nostrils were bleeding.
As a last resort, she could only retreat.
As for the tenth step, no one except Lin Xiaoyang can climb it.
The strong men from all sides looked shocked and ugly.
The Xuanyuan Sword is right under your nose, and the only person who can get close to the Xuanyuan Sword is Lin Xiaoyang.
"Miss Lin, bring out the Xuanyuan Sword quickly. If you help our Shenhuo Dynasty win the Xuanyuan Sword, from now on you will be the chief guest of our Shenhuo Dynasty, and you will be respected by the whole country."
A gray-robed old Taoist from the Shenhuo Dynasty said to Lin Xiaoyang.
Long Live Lord, an old man with a fox head and body, could not bear to show weakness: "Little lady, if you help us in Long Live Mountain to win the Xuanyuan Sword, after we go back, we will definitely invite three Heavenly Lords to accept you as their disciple."
"When the time comes, you will be the all-powerful being on the Dongzhou Continent, possessing endless glory and wealth!"
Elder Yan of Tianshu Pavilion followed and said: "Miss Lin, have you seen the wordless ancient book floating next to Xuanyuan Sword? If you can help Tianshu Pavilion bring it out, Lin will be the best in the next ten thousand years."
Girls are all guests of our Tianshu Pavilion and are protected by our Tianshu Pavilion!"
That page of the wordless ancient book was the ninth page of the Book of Heaven that was left in the Shushan Pavilion seven hundred years ago.
In Lin Xiaoyang's eyes, there was no wordless page in the ancient book, only the Xuanyuan Sword.
Listening to everyone's requests, an imperceptible sneer appeared on her lips.
Just now, each of these dogs changed their faces faster than the other. They had threatened her before and asked her for directions by throwing stones at her, but now they changed their words and asked him?
Lin Xiaoyang ignored everyone's requests.
The expressions of the outside monks immediately turned ugly. They had realized that Lin Xiaoyang, who had been coerced by them before, seemed to have thoughts about Xuanyuan Sword.
"Little Hoof, you dare to ignore me?"
Upon seeing this, Mrs. Qing was so angry that she directly took out a green flying sword and slashed at Lin Xiaoyang in the air.
However, she underestimated the suppressive power of Xuanyuan Sword Intention. As soon as the cyan flying sword flew to the eighth step of the five-color altar, it was suppressed by Xuanyuan Sword Intent. The sword energy dissipated, lost all power, and fell to the ground.
Lin Xiaoyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now it seemed that she was standing above the five-color altar, and the outside monks below were unable to hurt her.
Her eyes returned to Xuanyuan Sword.
Just now, after some self-examination and review, she found that the help between her and Xuanyuan Sword did not seem to have any actual impact on her. The impact should come from the spiritual level.
"I, Lin Xiaoyang, am determined to get this sword."
Qin Fan's eyes were cold, and his jade hand stretched out again, grabbing the Xuanyuan Sword again.
This time, her jade hand appeared half a meter away from Xuanyuan Sword.
She felt strong resistance again.
That strong sense of loss and deprivation enveloped my whole body.
Lin Xiaoyang didn't care. Her heart felt like a needle settling in the sea without any ripples. She took another half step forward. At this time, she was only twenty centimeters away from the Xuanyuan Sword.
The sense of loss and deprivation is even more terrifying than before.
Lin Xiaoyang did not notice that the monks under the altar were silent at this moment, their eyes filled with fear, shock, and despair, and they retreated one after another.
Lin Xiaoyang finally discovered something was wrong.
She clearly felt that her body was rapidly becoming weak. The strong ancient witch essence and blood were becoming sluggish and weak, and her vitality was greatly reduced. It was as if her blood had passed its peak and her physical fitness was beginning to decline.
From this moment on, Lin Xiaoyang found that every centimeter her fingers came closer to Xuanyuan Sword, her feeling of weakness became stronger.
This kind of weakness, not only the bloodline, but also the golden elixir that she was transforming into a baby, became dim and dull.
Her soul and sea of consciousness were drying up and drying up, and there were actually subtle cracks appearing.
When a wisp of breeze came and blew the black hair from his ears to his face, Lin Xiaoyang felt horrified.
The green hair next to her ears, which was originally black, is now turning into white hair at a speed visible to the naked eye, half black and half white.
"How could it be? Why has my hair changed?"
Lin Xiaoyang was frightened.
"A snap of the fingers and a beautiful old lady!"
Under the altar, Elder Yan exclaimed with despair.
"This little lady is of the bloodline of the Wu clan and has half a step of Nascent Soul cultivation. The Wu clan has a long life span. She has at least more than a thousand years of life. But now, she has lost at least six hundred years of life. On the Xuanyuan Sword,
There is such a terrifying restriction."
"This is the power of time. She has been eroded by time."
The couple in Tsing Yi also looked at each other with wary eyes and kept secrets.
Listening to everyone's discussion, Lin Xiaoyang was so frightened that her plump and slender legs went weak, her eyes turned black, and she almost fell to the ground.
In silence, she lost 600 years of life?
Lin Xiaoyang's beauty turned pale, her Taoist heart almost collapsed, and her face was filled with tears in the blink of an eye.
Six hundred years of life, that is her youth.
Six hundred years would allow her to do many things, and she could accompany Qin Fan for tens of thousands of sunrises and sunsets, and six hundred springs and autumns.
Now, such a long time has passed in the blink of an eye.
How can we not be afraid, how can we not be in pain?
"Miss Lin, get out of here!"
Elder Yan felt pity. Tianshu Pavilion belonged to the Zixiao Mountain, and the Holy Lady Zixiao had a good relationship with the Phoenix Mountain. He did not want this proud girl named Lin to waste her time here and die.
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After hearing the advice, Lin Xiaoyang also had the idea of retreating.
She noticed that although she had lost six hundred years of life, her appearance had not changed except for the color of her hair. She was still in her prime and unrivaled.
But this kind of beauty can no longer last long.
If she gets older, will Qin Fan still wait for her when he first meets her?
She was extremely scared inside.
"No, I can't retreat. I have already lost six hundred years of life. If I retreat now, I will lose everything."
After all, Lin Xiaoyang is not that kind of weak woman. She is known as the Witch of the Imperial Capital. Her character and her arrogance are as sharp as the dragon spear in her hand. She is full of aggression. She drives straight ahead and would rather break than bend before dying.
This is what Qin Fan admires most about her, and he talks about it many times.
Moreover, if Phoenix Mountain does not have the Xuanyuan Sword, it will not be able to turn the tide, and its re-emergence will be out of reach.
She couldn't watch Phoenix Mountain turn into yesterday's clouds.
"Lin Xiaoyang, you don't have the courage or consciousness to die for Phoenix Mountain. What qualifications and dignity do you have to stay in Phoenix Mountain?"
"What an honor it is to die for Phoenix Mountain, what are you afraid of?!"
Lin Xiaoyang roared to the sky, admonishing himself, and then the fear in his eyes quickly dissipated, and he regained his former vigor, and even had the courage to look forward to death.
Next, under the horrified eyes of the strong men from all sides, she moved forward resolutely, ignoring everything, crossing the last few centimeters with her jade hands, and firmly grasped the Xuanyuan Sword.
At that moment, she felt that she was extremely weak, and a large amount of her life span had been taken away.
She also saw that a head of white hair turned into three thousand white snow in an instant, which was more dazzling than the melting snow under the bright sun.
But her gaze remained firm and unmoved, and even the wordless ancient book that Tianshuge coveted was taken away by her.
"Qin Fan, have you seen it? I, Lin Xiaoyang, have not let down Phoenix Mountain, nor have I let down your expectations."
"I, Lin Xiaoyang, will help you get the Xuanyuan Sword that you dream of."
Lin Xiaoyang held the Xuanyuan Sword and raised it high, his eyes burning and sharp.
Even though she feels that her life is about to end and there is not much time left, her appearance is still the same as before, and she is in her prime. Although this kind of beauty is short-lived, she only needs to take the Xuanyuan Sword back and let Qin Fan see it again before she grows old.
One glance at myself is enough for this life.
As for what happens next, even if the flood is raging, it has nothing to do with her.
"This crazy woman!"
"She actually spent a thousand years of life to take the Xuanyuan Sword by force!"
"There is a restriction on the Xuanyuan Sword. A snap of your fingers can deprive you of a thousand years of life. Now you are in big trouble."
"A strong man at the peak of Nascent Soul can only live for two thousand years, and it will take at least a thousand years to cultivate to that level. If he holds this sword again, he will probably die instantly."
"Damn it! The Xuanyuan Sword is right in front of us. No one dares to marry him, but he takes advantage of this female devil."
"Don't worry, the restriction that deprives you of your life span shouldn't last long, and it won't deprive you of your life span a second time. Once the ban is weakened, you can seize it again. It shouldn't be a big problem."
"If there is a powerful container, Xuanyuan Sword may be able to be taken away!"
The strong men below were all filled with liver and gallbladder, and they respected Lin Xiaoyang like ghosts and gods. They retreated one after another, not daring to get close to the Xuanyuan Sword, for fear of ending up with Lin Xiaoyang.
However, all parties among them have been secretly communicating and plotting to seize the Xuanyuan Sword, but no one dares to act rashly.
"The Xuanyuan Sword is in my hand, who dares to take it?"
Lin Xiaoyang suddenly turned around and looked coldly under the five-color altar.
All the forces were frightened and retreated one after another, not daring to contradict Lin Xiaoyang, for fear that the crazy woman would come directly with the Xuanyuan Sword and kill him.
"Little girl, don't be complacent!"
"Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. If you dare to act recklessly, I will be the first to kill you!"
Mrs. Qing angrily scolded Lin Xiaoyang, and she and her husband stood where they were without retreating.
The man in Tsing Yi said steadily: "Miss Lin, my name is Qingyangzi. The two of us come from Tianxuan Holy Land, and our cultivation levels have both reached the peak of Nascent Soul. Tianxuan Holy Land and Zixiao Mountain are listed as the nine ancient sacred mountains of the human race."
"If you admire our couple, we are willing to give you the Yili Qianqiu Pill in the future to help you restore your longevity. By then, you have recovered as before. If you want to join our Tianxuan Holy Land, we two can introduce you to you.
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"You are better at talking than your wife, but I'm not interested!"
Lin Xiaoyang snorted coldly, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand fell from the sky and was inserted in front of Madam Qing.
"No, retreat!"
Mrs. Qing was horrified, and she and her husband immediately retreated away. However, the moment they flew out, the overwhelming Xuanyuan Sword Intent was suppressed, and the two of them were in a state of embarrassment, rolling and crawling until they were more than a mile away.
When Mrs. Qing looked at Lin Xiaoyang again, the greed, coldness, and anger in her eyes had obviously subsided a lot, and were replaced by deep fear, and her body and soul were trembling.
The moment they came into contact with Xuanyuan Sword Intent, they felt the power of time erosion, and the horror was beyond description.
"How about the peak of Nascent Soul? How dare you to fight me now?"
Lin Xiaoyang snorted coldly, flew down, grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword, and walked straight down the mountain.
There were so many powerful people from the Shenhuo Dynasty, Tianshu Pavilion, and Long Live Mountain in front of them. They all immediately gave way to a passage as if they saw the god of plague, fearing that they would not be in a hurry to avoid them.