After more than an hour of fighting, Wan Xueqing felt the true energy pouring out of her body like a bursting flood, so she immersed her consciousness into the storage bracelet on her right wrist and found that the crystal jade inside was also greatly depleted.
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Wan Xueqing hesitated for a moment, flicked her right wrist, and a longan-sized, red elixir that exuded a refreshing fragrance suddenly appeared in her right hand.
Wan Xueqing put the red elixir into her mouth, chewed it quickly and swallowed it. Her face instantly became extremely rosy, and the fragile aura emitted by her body due to the huge consumption of real energy suddenly became extremely powerful.
"Mushroom Leaf Spirit Pill!" Feng Fan whispered secretly, and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face. In the fierce battle for more than an hour, Feng Fan had already consumed almost all of his opponent's true energy and crystal jade.
Seeing that his opponent no longer took out the crystal jade, Feng Fan thought that the opportunity to defeat his opponent was coming. Unexpectedly, his opponent took another mushroom leaf elixir. As a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, Wan Xueqing could take this fifth-grade elixir.
Instantly replenishes most of the true energy.
Wan Xueqing, who had replenished most of her lost real energy, had a cold expression on her lips, and with a ferocious look on her face, she quickly pinched the spell with both hands, and a red ball of light about a foot in size emerged from between her hands. Wan Xueqing kept changing the spell.
At this moment, the red ball of light quickly rotated, forming a huge vortex around it, and countless spiritual energy around it was sucked in.
The red ball of light is like a ferocious beast, trying to suck up all the spiritual energy around it. Within a few breaths, the breath in the ball of light rises rapidly, reaching the peak level of the late Nascent Soul, the initial level of the early Dacheng, and the peak level of the early Dacheng.
, when the aura of a monk of this level emitted from it, the red ball of light suddenly stopped. The surrounding vortex suddenly disappeared at this moment, and the red ball of light emitted a shockingly hot aura.
"Super-level spell—Hellfire!" Xu Hanyang, who was watching, transmitted his spiritual consciousness to the old man in gray next to him.
"Yes, casting this spell can increase the attack power to a level beyond one's own cultivation level. That is to say, Wan Xueqing, who is at the peak level of the late Nascent Soul, can use the attack power of this spell to exert an attack power equivalent to that of a peak level monk in the early stage of Dacheng.
Strength." Seeing that the scene became more intense, and hearing Xu Hanyang's message, the old man in gray returned with a smile.
"It's just that Cheng Haoxuan's black tortoise armor seems to have a strong defense against the owner of this super-class attack, so Wan Xueqing may not be able to gain the upper hand." Xu Hanyang, like the old man in gray, seemed a little uninterested.
"The island owner is right." The old man in gray nodded.
Wan Xueqing held up her hands, the red ball of light slowly rose, thousands of red lights scattered out, and the temperature of the surrounding space slowly rose at this moment.
"Cheng Hao
Due to the gas, the red ball of light swelled into a behemoth about ten feet in size. The surrounding temperature increased further, and it seemed that this area had become a land scorched by the scorching sun.
"Go!" Wan Xueqing's mind moved, and the Lone Soul Corpse King was suddenly put into the storage bracelet. Then, murderous words came from Wan Xueqing's mouth, lingering in Feng Fan's ears.
After extracting nearly a quarter of the real energy in Wan Xueqing's body, the red ball of light flew towards Feng Fan. In the void, it quickly spread out and turned into a rain of fire all over the sky. The temperature of the surrounding space suddenly rose, and this area
It seems to have become a purgatory of fire!
Feeling the attack power of the peak-level monks in the early stage of Dacheng emanating from the rain of fire, Feng Fan pointed his finger at the Black Tortoise Armor with a solemn expression. As the true energy in the body swarmed out, the Black Tortoise Armor suddenly surged and moved back at the same time.
, covering Feng Fan within a safe range as much as possible.
"Crack, crackle..." Countless muffled sounds could be heard. When the rain of fire hit the black tortoise shell, countless sparks were stirred up. A small amount of fire rain actually bypassed the black tortoise shell and directly hit Feng Fan.
On the true essence shield.
"Chichichichi..." Feng Fan's True Essence Barrier collapsed in a very short period of time after experiencing an attack that exceeded its maximum strength by half a level.
The fire rain hit Feng Fan's body hard.
The moment the fire rain came into contact with Feng Fan's body, a mask of purple light suddenly appeared on the surface of Feng Fan's body, and a breath of seventh-level sea beasts swarmed out.
In less than a breath, the fire rain defeated the purple mask, and its remaining power was almost exhausted. The weak remaining power hit Feng Fan's body, making several soft sounds.
Feng Fan's body trembled slightly, and then returned to normal. Although the attack power equivalent to that of a peak-level monk in the early Dacheng period hit Feng Fan after continuously defeating the defenses generated by Feng Fan's true essence shield and inner armor, Feng Fan's body was so strong that
He was extremely injured, so he did not suffer any internal injuries, but at this moment Feng Fan felt an extremely stinging pain in the area where he was hit, as if he had been stabbed by multiple sharp objects.
After less than half of the fire rain that hit the green light array on the surface of the black turtle shell disappeared, the green light array suddenly collapsed, and the remaining fire rain was heavily loaded on the black turtle shell itself.
Although the black tortoise shell can withstand attacks from monks half a level higher than the user, the light array on its surface is difficult to maintain intact. The fire rain burns the black tortoise shell, making countless crackling sounds. The black tortoise shell becomes hot.
Incomparably, the color began to gradually turn red, like steel about to be smelted.
Feng Fan pointed at the Black Tortoise Armor, and a stream of water-attributed Five Elements Mysterious True Yuan swarmed out from his body. When this true energy was quickly absorbed by the Black Tortoise Armor, the color of the Black Tortoise Shell gradually changed back to its original green color.
The red color gradually receded and the temperature gradually dropped.
Wan Xueqing was extremely depressed at this time. She had just lost nearly a quarter of her true energy and cast the super-level spell Hellfire**. She thought she could injure her opponent, but she didn't expect that she was blocked by her opponent's extremely strong turtle shell.
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What makes Wan Xueqing feel most incredible is that after the opponent's True Essence Shield was defeated, the hellfire was actually blocked by an inner armor worn by the opponent. The aura emerging from that inner armor, Wan Xueqing knew it was a
Inner armor made from the skin of seventh-class sea beasts.
But even so, Hellfire finally defeated the defense of the inner armor, but after the remaining power hit the opponent, the opponent's body seemed to be made of steel, and there was no reaction at all.
Of course Wan Xueqing didn't know that this monk named "Cheng Haoxuan" had practiced the body-forging masterpiece of the immortal and demon world. He had already reached the fourth level.
Multiple attacks are enough to survive unscathed.
After all the fire and rain disappeared, Wan Xueqing held the spell again with an ugly face, and once again cast this super-level spell that defied the heavens. But this time Wan Xueqing consumed almost one-third of her true energy.
, when the red ball of light rushed towards Feng Fan, it turned into a huge fire dragon.
The fire dragon bared its teeth and claws, showing its ferocity, and mercilessly slammed into the black tortoise shell. A shocking force hit the green tortoise shell, causing this ancient treasure with heaven-defying defense power to tremble slightly.
Seeing that his opponent was already desperate, Feng Fan did not dare to push forward and quickly injected his true energy into the black tortoise shell a few feet away in front of him. The black tortoise shell shone brightly and stubbornly blocked the fierce attacks of the red fire dragon again and again.
Countless sparks flew everywhere, and the violent fluctuations of spiritual power made many of the monks watching around change their expressions. This was beyond the scope of a competition between Nascent Soul level monks. The strength exerted by both sides had already surpassed this level.
One is equivalent to the strength of an initial-level monk in the early Dacheng period, and the other is equivalent to the strength of a peak-level monk in the early Dacheng period.
Although the fire dragon is still extremely fierce, it is gradually shrinking. If it finally disappears, the attack will be over. Although the black tortoise shell looks a little weak, its defense power is extremely long. Under the ferocious fire dragon's repeated attacks
Under attack, it could barely stay in its original position.
Wan Xueqing's face was extremely stiff. If this continues, even if the fire dragon disappears in the end, the opponent may not be harmed at all. At most, his true energy will be depleted. Wan Xueqing never thinks that she is qualified to compete with Cheng Haoxuan.
True Yuan, because Feng Fan has received a reward equivalent to the crystal jade mined from more than twenty giant crystal jade mines, which is already known to everyone on Xingri Island.
At this time, Wan Xueqing has lost most of her true energy. If she cannot defeat her opponent quickly, she will fall into an extremely passive position and will most likely be defeated by her opponent in a very short period of time, and it will be a disastrous defeat.
The red fire dragon slapped the black tortoise shell with a pair of giant claws. The seemingly thin green tortoise shell was still powerful under the fierce slap of its giant claws, showing no intention of retreating and stubbornly resisting the ravages of the red beast on the opposite side.
As the fire dragon gradually shrank, it finally turned into a mini dragon several inches long. Its body also changed from red to light red, and finally seemed to be transparent.
"If you lose, don't force yourself to support. Give up as soon as possible, otherwise you will hurt your fellow Taoists." Seeing that the powerful attack from his opponent was about to collapse, Feng Fan used his spiritual consciousness to sweep away and found that Wan Xueqing's true energy had been greatly depleted.
He deliberately sneered, because if you can arouse the opponent's anger and make the opponent lose their mind, it is possible to win faster.
"Let me surrender, don't even think about it!" Wan Xueqing glared at Feng Fan resentfully and said through gritted teeth. Wan Xueqing then made a seal with one hand, and the mini fire dragon exploded instantly.
The huge force rushed towards the Black Tortoise Armor, and actually knocked back this extremely powerful ancient treasure by a foot, before it stopped. A residual force passed through the ancient treasure and hit Feng Fan's true energy shield.