But it was a certain spiritual monk who was watching the excitement and suffered a tragic death.
Seeing the blood flowers in the air, Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with a cold light. Since the other party was ruthless, he didn't have to be merciful!
The monks who were watching the excitement dispersed in a hurry. Only a few people with advanced cultivation opened their shields and pointed at them!
Lin Xuan's expression became colder and colder, he opened his mouth and sprayed out two red lights from his mouth.
The red light was so powerful that it immediately fought with the flying dark green light.
Almost as soon as the battle started, the spiritual weapon released by the demon cultivator was at a disadvantage and was severely knocked away.
It is a flying sword with jagged edges.
"Hmph, a middle-grade spiritual weapon!"
Seeing this, Lin Xuan became more and more relieved. If he were a demon cultivator in the sect, he would never have only one middle-grade spiritual weapon in the middle stage of foundation building.
He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the red light flew back. The brilliance dispersed, but it was a pair of Wu hooks with simple shapes.
This item was obtained from the leader of the Fire Spirit and is even more powerful than the Snow Ring.
After going into seclusion a while ago, Lin Xuan finally refined this thing and took it completely into his own hands.
There was a look of horror in Yuan Song's eyes. After all, there were not many people who had the best spiritual weapons before their cultivation reached the late stage of foundation building.
However, how could Lin Xuan use common sense to figure it out? If he knew that this was just one of several top-quality spiritual weapons that Lin Xuan owned, he didn't know how shocked he would be.
But Lin Xuan had no intention of entangled with the other party.
Although he is the young master of Spiritual Medicine Mountain, this place is the domain of demon cultivators after all, with long nights and many dreams.
After having this idea, Lin Xuan made a sword gesture with both hands, hugged it into a ball, and pointed it towards Wu Gou in front of him.
Spiritual power is injected from across the air!
Dazzling red light shot out from inside, and the faint roar of a dragon could be heard.
"Transformation!"
Lin Xuan shouted loudly, and in the red light, Wu Gou turned into a giant dragon with a length of dozens of feet, with two horns on its head, and spitting fire from its mouth.
"The art of transformation!"
Yuan Song was shocked and his face was full of disbelief. Even the many monks who were hiding aside to watch the battle were all shocked and speechless.
As we all know, the so-called transformation technique is to use magic weapons and spiritual power to transform it into the form of a mythical beast, and possess part of the power of the mythical beast.
For example, when Ouyang Qinxin was fighting Master Miao Aoi, he created the must-prep recipe, the evil dragon!
However, this technique must be assisted by a golden elixir, which means that monks below the elixir condensation stage must not use it.
Could it be that this young man is actually a master at the Dan Condensation stage, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger here?
This thought turned around in his mind. Yuan Song's back was soaked with cold sweat, but at this moment, there was no use regretting it.
Of course, Lin Xuan is not the master of the pill condensation stage that everyone imagined, and what he used was not a method of transformation. It was a magical power called "Thousand Transformations".
This is one of the secret methods recorded in Jiutian Xuan Gong. It is quite similar to the method of transformation, but it only requires the magic power of the foundation building stage to practice it.
It also transforms the spiritual weapon into the shape of a mythical beast, but what is different from the method of transformation is that it is only a spiritual resemblance and does not possess the magical powers of the transformed mythical beast.
But even so, it is even more powerful than the spiritual weapon itself.
Seeing the frightened expression on the opponent's face, Lin Xuan remained unmoved. To be kind to the enemy was to be cruel to oneself. In the world of cultivation, benevolent people cannot survive.
A hint of murderous intent appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
He activated the fire dragon without hesitation.
Roar!
Along with the heart-stopping roar and the billowing heat wave, the fire dragon pounced on his opponent. Yuan Song was sweating like rain. Of course, he would not give up. He gritted his teeth and threw out several defensive mid-level talismans.
However, it was useless. The shield released by the talisman was easily torn apart like blisters.
Amid the wails, Yuan Song was swallowed up by the fire dragon.
Lin Xuan did not show a relaxed expression. Instead, he pinched the magic with his hands and urged the fire dragon to continue attacking, using the raging fire to refine the opponent into ashes, and even the soul disappeared.
The wildfire never burns out, and the spring breeze blows again. Lin Xuan has always been ruthless in dealing with the enemy.
With a bang, the fire dragon transformed into a pair of Wu hooks and returned to his hand. Lin Xuan glanced coldly at the monks around him. No one dared to make eye contact with him. Some turned their heads, and some
He simply escaped from the light and flew away.
A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and a feeling of high spirits emerged from the bottom of his heart.
Xu Yin had an expression of admiration on her face, and she easily destroyed an Earth Demon monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment with just a few movements. Even if his eldest brother took action, it was nothing more than that.
He was obviously in the middle stage of foundation building, how did he do it?
Countless questions lingered in the girl's heart.
At the same time, in a corner not far away from them, two old men wearing blue and white clothes looked at each other, with a strange light flashing in their eyes.
"Brother Chen, where do you think this young man came from?" The old man on the left wearing a green gown said in a cold tone.
"Humph, if Brother Zhang can't tell, how can I know?" The old man on the right stared at Lin Xuan: "But the skills this boy cultivates are very extraordinary. The moves he used are really extraordinary at first glance.
It’s like the transformation technique of our monks at the stage of condensation."
"If we don't take action to capture this kid, we might have unexpected gains."
"No." The old man surnamed Chen shook his head: "His clothes have the aura of evil spirits. For cultivators to receive such courtesy here, the power behind it must be very important. Before we find out, we must not act rashly."
"But..." The person on the left seemed a little unwilling.
"Whether you can benefit from a big plan because of your impatience is just a guess. Now is the critical moment. Are you planning to ruin the sect master's important matter?"
After hearing these harsh words, the expression of the old man named Zhang changed several times, but he finally chose to sigh and give in.
Lin Xuan was only excited for a moment, and then returned to his normal expression. He looked around and realized that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. He turned around and called Xu Yin: "Let's go!"
However, as soon as these words were spoken, Lin Xuan's face suddenly turned ugly as three rays of spiritual energy flew over from far to near.
A few minutes later, three demon monks dressed in black formed a perfect glyph and surrounded Lin Xuan in the middle.