Suddenly, a slight sound broke into the air, and spiritual light burst out. The immortal cultivators around were fighting in a stalemate, and the sound of magic weapons colliding easily drowned out the slight sound.
However, Lin Xuan was a great immortal cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, and his spiritual consciousness was much stronger than that of monks of the same level. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and he had already noticed that someone was attacking him.
With a flick of his sleeves, a bright green mango fish swam out and struck the void with a bang.
There was a flash of red light, and a fiery red fairy sword was cut off.
What Lin Xuan offered was not green fire.
If he wanted to fish in troubled waters, he would naturally not expose his true strength. Only by letting those three old monsters relax their vigilance would he have a greater chance of grabbing Shura's divine blood.
Lin Xuan decided to put on a show, and at this moment he sacrificed an emerald green flying knife, then turned his head and looked at the person who was attacking him.
At first glance, I was a little shocked.
She is actually a young girl dressed in black, with an extremely attractive figure and appearance, and her cultivation has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Needless to say, this girl is naturally Luo Zishu.
"court death!"
Lin Xuan had a sinister smile on his face. Of course, this expression was probably fake. He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the emerald green flying knife immediately flew towards the enemy.
Luo Zishu was horrified. She did not dare to face the great monk's wrath alone, so she quickly cast out a spell. The dark wind was like ink, and a black silk handkerchief was sacrificed by her.
It turned into a black light curtain, and at the same time, the figure was erratic, retreating sharply backwards.
If Lin Xuan really wants to kill her, it goes without saying what will happen to this woman, but Lin Xuan does not intend to do so, of course, not because of sympathy for her.
An enemy is an enemy, and it has nothing to do with gender. Lin Xuan is not a young boy who has just left the country. As long as he is his enemy, he will not show mercy even to women.
At this time, I just don't want to attract attention. It's best to misunderstand those old monsters, thinking that I have just upgraded and that the skills I have cultivated have little power.
You know, this is not unusual in the world of immortality.
Although realm is the main reference factor for a monk's strength, there are many other influences.
What is the quality of the magic weapon, as well as the magical power of cultivation...
No matter what, he was still in the late Nascent Soul stage, and showing too much weakness might go too far. Therefore, although Lin Xuan did not take out his natal treasure, the quality of the emerald green flying knife was barely acceptable.
The black silk handkerchief that Luo Zishu sacrificed was also an ancient treasure, but it had no magical powers. The flying knife had cut it in half with a flash of green light.
Luo Zishu's face suddenly turned pale.
"Junior sister, don't worry, I'm here to help you."
Before he finished speaking, an old man in yellow clothes, who was over fifty years old, flew from the side. His appearance was nothing out of the ordinary, but his cultivation level was even better than Luo Zishu's, and he had reached the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage.
The man flicked his sleeves and a strange weapon flew out. It turned out to be a pair of crocodile-shaped scissors. The sharp teeth opened and closed, clicking towards the green light.
When Lin Xuan saw it, he was not surprised but overjoyed. No matter how much he tried, he could never be on par with a monk in the middle stage of the First Nascent Soul, but if it was one against two, it would still make sense.
A tinkling sound of impact reached his ears, and the light of the crocodile scissors dimmed obviously. However, Luo Zishu breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly waved his jade hands, and fired several spells one after another, recalling his own treasure, and fighting with the old man in yellow shirt.
Lin Xuan got up.
Lin Xuan flicked his right hand, and a wind blade with a diameter of about ten feet shot out. When the girl in black saw it, she did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly offered another defensive magic weapon.
The two sides exchanged constant blows...
Judging from the scene, they were evenly matched. It seemed that Lin Xuan, the great cultivator, had nothing special about him. He was just on a tie with the two mid-stage cultivators.
Except for Jiutian Xuanzun, who had a strange look in his eyes, no one else took him into their hearts.
From this point of view, Lin Xuan's goal of keeping a low profile has been achieved.
He was secretly happy in his heart, but the expression on his face was extremely serious, even showing a bit of anger and frustration. He shouted for a fight, but in fact, his eyes were wandering around, observing the fighting situation around him.
In addition to our own side, there are two other major groups.
The Fire Dragon King and Qinglian layman joined forces to fight against seven or eight Luo family monks.
Since the opponent also has two major immortal cultivators, the Fire Dragon King is obviously at a disadvantage. However, since one person and one demon are extremely powerful, it is not easy to defeat them.
On the other side, naturally there are three old monsters in the clutch stage.
The three of them were involved in each other, but at this moment they did not take action.
Otherwise, Lin Xuan would definitely be wary of that strange young man after seeing the Nine Heavens Mysterious Skill.
After seeing the battle situation clearly, Lin Xuan began to think about how to fish in troubled waters.
For him, fighting against two middle-stage monks was just a joke.
Before he could come up with a good idea, a sudden change occurred. The Luo family ancestor flicked his sleeves, and the vitality of the world seemed to be in his hands. He stabbed, and a thick spear stabbed down hard.
The target is the pink light curtain.
With so many opponents appearing to snatch the treasure, the ancestor of the Luo family was going crazy, so he made this irrational move. Jiutian Xuanzun showed a trace of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, but did not stop him.
As for the demon clan with long ears and blue eyes, after thinking about it for a while, they actually let it develop as they pleased.
Just because the opponent breaks the light barrier, it doesn't mean they can grab the treasure. Rather than stalemate here, it's better to cut through the mess quickly.
The full force attack of the monk in the clutch stage is naturally very powerful.
boom!
The spear pierced the light curtain, but bounced back at a faster speed.
The ancestor of the Luo family was stunned, but he had experienced a lot of storms. He drew a circle with his left hand in front of him, and an earthy yellow light shield appeared, blocking the spear.
The other two old monsters did not take the opportunity to take action, and this little advantage alone was not enough to kill their opponents.
The test had no effect, and the three of them returned to the stalemate.
Lin Xuan saw this scene clearly, raised his eyebrows, and thought to himself. Based on this situation, it was speculated that Shura's divine blood should be in that intact temple.
I just don’t know what kind of restriction that pink light curtain is, but even the cultivators in the separation and union stage can’t do anything with it.
How can I get the treasure?
Lin Xuan raised his head and looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky. The dark clouds above his head had formed a huge vortex with a diameter of more than a hundred feet. It was still surging, and there was a faint aura of darkness coming out.
"Master, don't be anxious. Xiao Tao said that when the time comes, this restriction will naturally be lifted." Yue'er spoke quietly in the sea of consciousness.
"I understand, but at that time everyone has to rely on their magical powers to compete for treasures, and there are actually three clutch-stage immortal cultivators on the scene." Lin Xuan said a little embarrassed. Although he considered himself to be quite powerful in magical powers, there were so many masters in front of him.
Not very sure.
Lin Xuan continued to think, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, how could he forget that Yue'er was the reincarnation of King Asura.
When climbing the jade steps, the air restriction and spiritual awareness formations had no effect on Yue'er. So is it possible for her to pass through the pink light curtain in front of her?
This speculation suddenly made Lin Xuan excited.
Of course, on the surface, there is still no difference at all.
Although I'm not 100% sure, it's definitely worth a try.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated, and while continuing to fight with Luo Zishu, he quietly approached the building in the center of the palace.
Of course, the range of movement should not be too large, so as not to arouse confusion among the other monks.
In this way, Lin Xuan moved and moved, and it took almost a quarter of an hour to finally get close to the intact building.
This is a two-story attic. It is exquisite and compact, and is very different from the style of buildings in the human world.
Seeing that there was only about two feet away from the light curtain, although Lin Xuan still had a dull expression on his face, he was already overjoyed.
Just as he was about to ask Yue'er to come out and see if he could pass through, he suddenly felt a creepy feeling.
"Boy, what do you want?"
The strange voice reached his ears, and Jiutian Xuanzun showed a sinister smile on his face. With a flick of his sleeves, dozens of cyan sword energy swam out, and after rising in the storm, they stabbed Lin Xuan hard in the head.
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To be fair, Lin Xuan's acting skills are very good. Needless to say, the Nascent Soul monks present, even the ancestors of the Luo family and the fifth-level demon clan, also did not see any flaws.
Everyone was deceived by him, thinking that Lin Xuan had not only just advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage, but that his treasures were also very rubbish at the same level.
There was nothing to fear at all, so there was no doubt about his actions.
If these guys were the only ones present, Lin Xuan's plan would have been successful, but Jiutian Xuanzun had been paying attention to his actions.
He already knew that Lin Xuan practiced Jiutian Xuan Gong.
As the founder of the Communist Party, Jiutian Xuanzun naturally knows very well how powerful this skill is.
How could the opponent not defeat two immortal cultivators in the middle stage of Nascent Soul?
Deliberately showing weakness, this kid must have a conspiracy, so when he was fighting with the other two old monsters, he also paid attention to Lin Xuan's every move. Although he still can't figure out why the other party was able to escape from Jiuying, but for
Lin Xuan, he didn't despise him at all.
Although he didn't think Lin Xuan could break the restriction, he was careful and prevented Lin Xuan from approaching the building.
But with this move, Lin Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank.
Although spiritual power is turned into sword energy, which is practiced by many practitioners in the world of immortality, each technique of using magic power is naturally different. How could Lin Xuan fail to recognize Jiutian Xuan Gong?
How can it be?
Apart from myself and Qin Yan, is there anyone else in the human world who would do this?
Lin Xuan was astonished, but the movement of his hands was not slow at all. With a flick of his sleeves, two bright silver rings flew out, the silver light flashed, and a thick ice wall appeared.
The nine-sky bright moon ring can be used to attack or defend.
"Yue'er, go quickly."
Following Lin Xuan's soft drink, a ray of white light flew out from his sleeves. In the halo, a beautiful girl like a flower could be faintly seen, but her expression was a little hesitant. She was worried about leaving the young master here alone.