This shield is very different from ordinary treasures. Not only does the pattern have a strange pattern, but there are also many runes looming on the surface. Needless to say, it is the black gold dragon armor shield that Lin Xuan has re-refined.
Lin Xuan held his hands, and a silver-gray light curtain emerged from the shield, wrapping it up.
The next moment, the stench rose to the sky, and the ten thousand-year-old corpse king had rushed in front of him, opened his mouth, and spit out a stream of gray-white corpse fire. With a stabbing sound, it touched the light curtain, and something shocking happened.
The gray-white cold air spread rapidly, and a thick layer of ice appeared on the surface of the light curtain.
Cold attribute magic flame?
Lin Xuan was stunned for a while, but after careful consideration, there was nothing surprising. Zombies are ghosts, and most of the magical powers they cultivate are of the Yin and Cold attributes.
Corpse fire is not exempt from vulgarity.
The black gold dragon armor shield was frozen, but Lin Xuan showed a faint smile on his face. If this treasure had been re-refined before, it would have been very powerful in resisting the attacks of existences in the clutch period, but now...
"disease."
Lin Xuan pointed calmly.
Woo...
A deep and thick sound reached the ears, as if a ten thousand-year-old black turtle raised its head and roared. Then, the surface of the shield emitted a bright light, and a layer of white light rose out of thin air. It was able to withstand the cold air without any effort.
The Qingyuan Corpse King's pupils shrank, a stern look flashed across his ugly and ferocious face, and he shouted loudly, waving his sharp claws, and actually sacrificed another strange-shaped treasure.
It is about one foot high and has a simple style.
"Linglong Pagoda!"
Lin Xuan couldn't help but look solemn. Generally speaking, this kind of side magic weapon is usually very powerful.
"Boy, it's too late for you to surrender now. As long as you submit to me, I won't be able to spare your life." Qingyuan Corpse King sneered and spoke.
Lin Xuancai didn't bother to talk to him anymore. It's still a matter of two people who will win the battle. So what if the old man is separated? Do I really think that this young master is afraid of you?
With a loud shout, the surface of Lin Xuan's body was wrapped in a dazzling spiritual light, and then a strange armor appeared.
Although you don't have the slightest fear when facing a strong enemy, you can't underestimate the enemy either.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and fired a spell towards the magic weapon in front of him.
The nine-day bright moon ring flashed with spiritual light, and dozens of ice dragons and fire dragons appeared in the mid-air, circling and flying. However, this was not over yet. As the seals in Lin Xuan's hands kept changing, those dragons actually turned into seven, and each head radiated out
The pressure did not weaken at all, and suddenly, half of the sky was covered.
No matter how powerful it is, the momentum alone is eye-catching.
Qingyuan Corpse King was also a little moved, but then a sinister smile appeared on his face.
The power of this kid's magic weapon is pretty good, but can it compare to his own sword tower?
The old monster shouted loudly, the sound was almost like a thunderbolt from the blue, and then he waved his hands like wheels, and the seals flew out one after another.
I saw the exquisite pagoda flashing and suddenly rising up in the wind. It was originally no more than a foot tall, but in an instant it was more than ten feet tall. A huge shadow was cast in my sight.
When Lin Xuan saw this scene, he naturally no longer hesitated. He held his hands and hundreds of ice dragons and fire dragons roared in unison, bared their teeth and claws, and charged towards the opponent with great momentum.
Qingyuan Corpse King turned a blind eye and shouted loudly.
From the bottom of the pagoda, blue light spurted out, and countless fairy swords flew out. They were of different sizes and lengths. The name of the sword tower was indeed true.
All the fairy swords put together, at a rough count, there are thousands of them, and they are so dazzling that they look like a mountain of weapons.
Seemingly slow but actually urgent, he pressed forward menacingly.
boom!
Terrible explosions reached the ears, and Jianshan and the dragons collided head-on. One side was slashing, stabbing, and poking, while the other side was tearing away with their claws and teeth.
For a moment, it was hard to tell who was at a disadvantage.
However, Qingyuan Corpse King would not give up like this. In a flash, he disappeared from the place without a trace.
What is this, the same wind escape technique as the snake and scorpion fairy?
Lin Xuan had a lot of experience in fighting, and since he was very frightened in his heart, he certainly would not stay where he was.
With a flash of his body, he also spread out the Nine Heavens Micro Steps.
Then a stabbing sound reached his ears, and as expected, the old monster appeared in its original shape where he had just stood, and swung down a claw.
The sharp light flashed, and if Lin Xuan had not hid in time, although there would be no disembowelment, injuries would be inevitable.
The attack was ineffective, but the monster had no intention of stopping. It opened its bloody mouth and spurted out the gray-white corpse fire again.
This is his unique secret technique, which not only has an extremely cold effect, but is also extremely poisonous.
Lin Xuan had just seen it, so naturally he did not dare to underestimate anything. With a flick of his sleeves, green flames flew out.
Corpse flame versus ghost fire, the two demonic flames turned into white and green pythons respectively, fighting in mid-air. Soon, the green ghost fire gained the upper hand.
"This is impossible!"
The Qingyuan Corpse King was shocked and angry, but Lin Xuan didn't want to talk to him at all. He took advantage of his illness to kill him. The old monster in the clutch stage had many magical powers, but Lin Xuan was not in the mood to fight with him. As soon as he made a move,
Just go all out, attack the opponent unprepared, and inflict heavy damage on the opponent first.
With a flick of his sleeves and robe, the Demonic Sword flew out.
Lin Xuan stretched out his hand to hold it, and then green light flowed from his body, pouring mana into it. Runes the size of a fist appeared in his sight, spinning and flashing on the surface of the blade, and then sank into Lin Xuan's body. His palm was covered with a layer of silver.
Wrapped in the awn, scales the size of copper coins appeared one after another.
Then Lin Xuan didn't hesitate and swung the sword downwards with his right hand.
"not good."
The Qingyuan Corpse King was shocked. He had just witnessed the power of this sword, and the only imitation spirit treasure in his sect was in the hands of his wife. He was in no mood to confront this sword head-on.
His body flashed and he used the wind escape magic power again. However, Lin Xuan was so experienced in fighting that he had already anticipated the opponent's actions before the Demonic Sword was launched.
How can it be so easy to hide?
The long sword in his left hand also swung out...
Green light flashed, and the wind escape technique was broken.
The Corpse King staggered and appeared in mid-air, with the sword light only about a hundred feet away from him.
hateful!
Seeing that there was no way to hide, the old monster reached out and plucked it from his waist, offering up a bone shield. He sprayed a mouthful of corpse blood on it. The shield swelled in the wind and turned into a wall of bones in the blink of an eye.
With a bang, the sword light struck on it, and debris fell like rain. Even in the upper world, spiritual treasures are rare things. Naturally, this wall of bones cannot withstand it, but as a treasure of an old monster in the clutch stage
, also has its own unique features.
In the front, the white bones were split open, but in the back, new ones were constantly sprouting, growing and growing, and the sword light was impossible to break through the defense of this treasure.