What's more, last time it was for the treasure, he had to fight to the death, but this time the situation was different. If he couldn't win, he could still run away. He had learned the secret technique of phantom escape. Even if he wanted to get rid of the old monster in the Dongxuan stage,
There is no difficulty either.
Not to mention, the mysterious woman's strength may not give up much ground compared to her own. If she joins forces with her, no matter what the outcome, I'm afraid my side will have more chances to win.
Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked over, and saw that the female cultivator's face remained as cold as ever. Facing the pressure released by the old monster, she did not flinch at all. All she showed was a stubborn look on her face.
"Okay, so what about Monk Dongxuan, this fairy really has to meet for a while today."
Before she finished speaking, there was a burst of spiritual light on her body, and a streak of arrogance visible to the naked eye swept across her body. The arrogance was purple, and wherever it passed, the tight lock caused by the spiritual pressure disappeared without a trace.
"this……"
Lin Xuan didn't mention it for the moment. The old monster's face was full of astonishment. The so-called spiritual pressure was a kind of aura of high-level monks. I had never heard of anything that could break it. What on earth was that purple flame?
?
Not only that, while this woman was breaking the opponent's pressure, her own aura was also rising steadily. Originally, she was only in the early stage of clutching, and was slightly lower than Lin Xuan. But in an instant, the spiritual power she exuded became...
It's reached the late stage of clutching.
Still rising...
It doesn't end until the top. It seems that there is only a thin line left from Dongxuan.
"So you have hidden strength, but so what. There are more monks in the late stage of clutching. As long as the bottleneck has not been broken through, the gap between us and our immortal cultivators in the Dongxuan stage is huge." The old monster was startled at first.
, and then spoke with a sneer. Although he felt something was wrong in his heart, emotionally speaking, he could not accept that he was afraid of two immortal cultivators in the separation and union stage. It was impossible to stop. When the matter came to this,
In this step, it is no longer a matter of revenge for his subordinates, but a matter of his own face.
If he leaves without a fight and the incident spreads, he will become the laughing stock of the entire East China Sea cultivator community.
Lin Xuan didn't care so much. Compared with facing the incarnation of the Poison Dragon Ancestor, this battle was obviously easier. There was someone to share his pressure.
"Fairy, let's work together to extract this old monster's soul and refine it, and then divide his storage bag equally. What do you think, fellow Taoist?" Lin Xuan spoke as if there was no one around, as if he was not facing a high-level immortal cultivator.
Or, it's like a side dish delivered to your door.
"Since fellow Taoist said this, how can I have the nerve to refuse? The competition between us just now didn't result in a winner, so let's see who can take off the head of this old monster first." A smile appeared on the woman's face, which made the original
Her angular face was a little brighter and softer. To be fair, she was very beautiful, and this kind of beauty was more heroic than that of ordinary female cultivators.
But the conversation between the two made the Dongxuan Stage Sea Clan so angry that he vomited blood. Never before... No Seclusion Stage monk dared to be so arrogant in front of him. Even if he met a monk of the same level, generally speaking,
The other party was also polite.
Because not only does he have formidable strength, he is also the younger brother of the contemporary Mad Shark King.
Their status and strength are not comparable to those of ordinary casual cultivators. However, at this moment, they are actually being insulted by two juniors here. Is it wrong? Are these two bold guys eating the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard?
A flash of anger flashed across his face. Not only his eyes, but also his face and neck turned blood red, and a crazy fighting spirit spread out.
"The demon's blood-devouring technique, no, it's more like a mad body. But this kind of physique is not only possessed by monsters. Why..."
Lin Xuan's face showed a bit of surprise, but now, he was no longer in the mood to think so much. The most important thing was to strike first.
With a flash of light all over his body, the green flame unicorn armor emerged, accompanied by a great wave of evil energy. Lin Xuan had just re-trained the new version of the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Art, just to see how much strength he had gained compared to before. After all, the theory and
Compared with reality, there are some differences. Even my own personal experience is very different from the specific display in battle.
He raised his right hand, and his whole body was filled with strong demonic power. Then a five-color aura flashed, and a demonic bird-like sharp claw appeared in front of his eyes. The nails were shiny, flashing with cold light like a blade, and then he danced lightly, and a chirping sound broke through the air.
When it reaches the ears, countless gorgeous claws appear...
What is heart-stopping is that there are countless weird things floating inside, which disappear from the place in a blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, it actually appeared three feet in front of the opponent, split into two groups, and swarmed away like a swarm of him.
"Huh?"
The old monster's face was full of astonishment. There seemed to be some kind of law contained in this claw light, but that kind of thing was obviously not something that monks in the clutch stage could touch. But at this moment, he was not in the mood to think too much. God
With a thought, a strange armor appeared.
Armor refining is indeed a lost thing in the human world, but it is different in the spiritual world. It is not difficult for any high-level immortal cultivator to get a armor. As long as there are spar, there are even
It is possible to buy them, but unlike magic weapons, not everyone in the spiritual world likes this thing. Some people even think that the armor is in the way.
But this old monster is obviously different. Although the armor is a little ugly in terms of style, its defensive power is quite unique. When the claws hit it, the surface of the armor ripples like ripples.
, actually absorbed this terrible attack.
A single blow was useless, but Lin Xuanyuan never imagined how easy the battle would be. Compared with the time when the clones of the Poison Dragon Ancestor were all fired, although his strength had improved a bit, but compared with the old monster at the Dongxuan stage,
, is still far behind. Even with that mysterious woman as a helper, Lin Xuan is ready for a hard fight.
So at the same moment he released his claws, Lin Xuan stretched out his left hand, flipped his wrist, and the fiery red Zen staff emerged.
Accompanied by this, the sound of Buddhist chants reached the ears. This time, both opponents and comrades were a little surprised. There were only a handful of such immortal cultivators who possessed the magical powers of both Buddhism and demons at the same time.
Lin Xuan pointed at the Zen staff and said: "Sick!"
Before the voice fell, thousands of stick shadows were seen emerging, blocking half of the sky, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, or like a gust of wind and rain forming a huge wave, hitting the opponent's head fiercely.
"Stupid guy, do you think I don't have any treasures?"
The bald sea tribe roared angrily, and something in the shape of a pearl flew out of his sleeve robe. However, it was not a sea blue pearl. Its surface was blood red, and it fell into the sea with a plop, followed by an incredible scene. It happened, and the entire sea surface within a radius of dozens of miles was dyed red, glowing with a strange color.
Lin Xuan's heartbeat sped up inexplicably.
Bad premonition...
However, when fighting, once a move is made, there is no reason to take it back. It is undoubtedly very stupid to do so. Lin Xuan took a breath and suppressed the inexplicable feeling. The mana in his body was like water bursting from a dike. After pouring into this psychic Buddha treasure, the shadow of the staff became more and more dazzling, and the image of the Buddhist treasure wheel behind it came into view. Although it was very faint and faint, it obviously meant that the power of this treasure had been exerted to its full potential. Extreme.
"Hehe, you're a trivial person, but you still dare to seek death in front of me!"
The Dongxuan Stage Sea Clan showed no fear on his face. He also stretched out his hand and looked at the surface of the sea under his feet. A magic weapon shot out from his fingers and quickly submerged into the sea.
boom!
The soul-stirring sound reached my ears. In an instant, countless whirlpools of various sizes appeared on the sea surface. Then the water in the whirlpool condensed and turned into ugly arms. The smallest one was seven or eight feet long, or five fingers long. The arms were opened, or the fists were clenched, and they were violently blasted into the sky.
Bang!
A loud sound passed into the ears, and all the stick shadows burst like bubbles. He was worthy of being a cultivator in the Dongxuan stage. Once he got serious, the power of his moves was far from comparable to that of the psychic Buddha.
Lin Xuan's face was extremely ugly, but the matter was not over yet. When the shadow of the staff receded, the body of the Zen staff appeared in sight.
However, it also increased by more than ten times, and was grasped in the palm of a strange hand that was the strongest and was over a hundred feet long.
Then a cold smile appeared on the old monster's face. He grabbed it and wanted to destroy it.
The rumbling sound reached the ears, and the electric light glowed on the surface of the strange hand, but it was blood red in color.
"not good!"
Lin Xuan was shocked and angry. Since arriving in the spirit world, he has not fought many times, but every time some treasures are destroyed inexplicably. Could it be that this time, the psychic Buddha treasure obtained from Penglai Mountain is leaving him again? What?
Lin Xuan was naturally reluctant in every possible way, but at this moment, it was obviously too late to save him. However, at this moment, a purple halo flashed through, and a dazzling sword energy emerged, heading towards the old man. Monster's head.
The attack point was a critical point. Even though the old sea monster was wearing armor, he did not dare to ignore it at all. He raised his left hand, drew a circle on his wrist, and a shield appeared in his palm.
Stab...
The purple light waves are blocked.
"You are stupid. You want to hurt me with an unsheathed fairy sword. Do you think you are a monk in the distracted stage?" The bald sea tribesman said coldly.
However, before he finished speaking, a silver sword energy came into view, with runes spitting out from its surface. Its power was simply eye-catching. Wherever the sword energy passed, all the strange hands turned into nothingness.
"this……"
He turned around, his face full of alertness, and he saw Lin Xuan holding a broken sword in his hand. It was no longer than a foot long and had cracks all over the surface. Could it be that the terrifying sword energy just now was another wave of this treasure? from?