The first thousand three hundred and thirty-ninth chapters wits
Chapter 1,339 A battle of wits and strength
The snake and scorpion fairy died unexpectedly, and the Qingyuan Corpse King was shocked and angry. However, there was a hint of fear in his unbelievable expression.
The Corpse King also knew how powerful Jade Ruyi was. Even if he faced an immortal cultivator in the late stage of clutching, he could withstand it for a moment, but he died inexplicably in the hands of a descendant of Yiyuanying.
What kind of unknown secrets are hidden in this, and what is that evil spirit?
However, at this moment, there was no time to get to the bottom of it. Although he wanted to avenge his beloved wife, as the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands.
With Lin Xuan and the power of the formation, it was extremely difficult for him to deal with it, not to mention that there was a girl next to him who could kill the clutch monks.
After weighing the pros and cons, the Corpse King already had the intention of quitting.
However, Lin Xuan has so much experience in fighting. He has gone through bloody battles in the past three hundred years and fought countless battles with others. When he saw his opponent's eyes flashing, he had already guessed what he was planning.
How can it be so easy to leave?
The battle situation was unpredictable, and he finally gained the upper hand. Of course, he couldn't let the opponent escape. Beating the drowned dog was the best option.
"drink!"
Lin Xuan roared angrily, and the mana all over his body was like water bursting from a dam, swarming like a dagger in his hand.
Immediately, the immortal energy was thick and the runes were flashing. The Heavenly Spiritual Treasure was no small thing. It was like a bottomless pit and swallowed up most of Lin Xuan's mana in the blink of an eye.
A majestic coercion spread towards the surroundings...
More than a hundred feet away, Qingyuan Corpse King saw this scene, and his expression became more and more gloomy.
If you don't leave now, you might also perish. Yue'er has already arrived.
If you continue to make decisions, you will suffer chaos, so you must make decisions early.
An angry look flashed across his face, and the slightly cloudy eyes of the Ten Thousand Years Corpse King finally became clear.
He stretched out his hand and slapped his chest hard, and the corpse energy around his body suddenly surged.
It was originally pale, but gradually the color became darker and darker, and finally it was as black as ink, shimmering with a strange luster.
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. Although he didn't know what the old monster wanted to do, he naturally wouldn't let him cast the spell easily.
Defeat the enemy now!
Lin Xuan swung his right hand down hard!
Silently, a sword light more than ten feet long appeared in sight.
In terms of scale, it is inferior to the previous attacks of the Demon Fate Sword, but anyone with a discerning eye can clearly see the power of this sword.
The sword's silver light was dazzling, wrapped in Dou Da's runes, spinning and flashing. Before the sword came, the ferocious aura was overwhelming, like a tidal wave, making people extremely frightened.
The Corpse King was extremely horrified. Although he also used the unique secret technique, he was not sure whether he could withstand such an attack.
But when things got to this point, we had no choice but to bite the bullet.
I saw his two sharp claws stretched out and dancing wildly in mid-air.
On the surface, it looks extremely messy, but it contains some kind of mystery, and at the same time, there are ancient mantras that reach the ears.
"disease!"
Then the old monster pointed forward.
The pitch-black corpse mist suddenly surged up, its yin energy like ink forming a vortex, blocking the corpse king like a shield.
The sword light seemed slow but was urgent. The distance of a hundred feet was only a blink of an eye, and it soon collided with the vortex formed by the corpse energy.
boom!
The earth-shattering sound of impact reached my ears, and compared with it, the sound of thunderbolts, tsunamis and landslides were nothing more than floating clouds.
The sword light and corpse energy intertwined with each other, and the strong winds rose out of the sky, seemingly showing a stalemate.
However, the Qingyuan Corpse King did not have time to fight with Lin Xuan here.
Not to mention that this kid is difficult to deal with, he doesn't have much confidence in victory. The key to attacking Tianya Haige this time is that they underestimated the Nine Palaces Xuyu Sword Formation and thought it was just difficult to deal with.
Even if it was successfully activated, it would not be a threat to immortal cultivators of their level. However, the situation was completely different from what was expected. Thinking of the tens of thousands of red sword energy just now, the Corpse King felt powerless.
If it lasted longer...
Fortunately, attacking requires accumulating momentum. This sword energy comes in waves and cannot be used to attack continuously.
But now, a new wave of sword energy appeared in the distant sky, still numbering in the hundreds of thousands.
Qingyuan Corpse King narrowed his eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand, slapped his chest hard, and spit out a mouthful of blood essence from his mouth.
Enter the corpse fog in front of you.
The sound of whining reached the ears, and the corpse mist suddenly turned blood red, with a fierce light, and for a moment, it actually blocked the attack of the Demonic Sword.
The old monster's eyes showed a look of great joy. Without saying a word, his body flashed with yin energy and he stepped back.
This process does not seem complicated. In fact, he has tried his best and used several secret techniques that seriously damaged his vitality. After all, at this moment, the old monster also understands that it is impossible to escape unscathed. As long as he can save his life,
Keep it, it's definitely worth the price.
After all, he was in a restricted area, and it was quite difficult for him to face Lin Xuan. Plus, with the mysterious girl, he would die without a burial place.
We must leave this place of trouble before Yue'er takes action.
However, the plan was good, and Lin Xuan would not let it go his way.
Although the Demonic Edge Sword was blocked, Lin Xuan had already left the rest of his backup plan.
Seeing the Corpse King withdrawing and retreating, Lin Xuan raised his head and let out a clear cry.
"Buzz."
A strange sound reached his ears, and on Qingyuan Corpse King's retreat, tens of thousands of demonic insects appeared, which were the Yuluo Bees that had been lurking aside.
The old monster was stunned at first, but after seeing clearly the spirit insect blocking the road in front of him, the look of fear on his face quickly faded away.
With his extensive knowledge, Jade Bee was naturally able to recognize it, but although this kind of thing was a wild and strange insect, what he saw in front of him was just some immature bodies.
With a flick of his sleeves, large swaths of corpse mist swarmed out, and with a flicker of light, countless magic weapons in the shape of flying needles were transformed.
All things in the world are interdependent, and there are many spiritual insects. The most fearful thing is the flying needle-shaped treasure. Although Qingyuan Corpse King has never practiced it, using his magical power and the art of transformation to conjure some flying needle magic treasures is not a big deal.
hard.
"go."
The old monster roared angrily, and then there was a hissing sound in the air, and the flying needles rushed towards the spiritual insects in front.
Lin Xuan saw it, but his face still showed a calm look, and he whispered: "Broken!"
When his spiritual thoughts moved, something unexpected happened to Qingyuan Corpse King.
The sound of banging was endless, like fried beans. Before those flying needles came close, the Jade Bees began to self-destruct.
Suddenly, a strange bloody aura filled the air for miles around. Although each Jade Bee was only as big as a baby's fist, tens of thousands of them connected together could still block out the clouds and the sun.
This kind of spiritual insect was not only brave in life, but the liquid formed after death also had a very strong corrosive effect. The Corpse King was caught off guard and was suddenly drenched in liquid all over the sky.
***: I arrived home in the middle of the night, got up late, and coded a chapter at night, o(n_n)o~