This is not the worst part. When their life span is exhausted, the calamity they encounter is much stronger than that of ordinary monks.
As we all know, it is more difficult for monks to overcome the calamity of vitality every time, but the first time is very simple. As long as the magical power is not too weak, which is far inferior to those of the same level of immortal cultivators, they can basically overcome the calamity easily. However, sword cultivators,
Although they are far more powerful than monks of the same level from other sects, as many as 70% of them fall during the first tribulation, let alone the second and third tribulation...
Therefore, there are very few high-level monks in sword cultivation. In that war that lasted for ten thousand years, there were only two people in the tribulation period in sword cultivation. It was said that they were a pair of monks, and they were only in the early stages.
, but this couple actually led a group of sword cultivators in the distraction stage to fight with the existences of the major sects in the tribulation stage. Each time, they were besieged by several times the number of enemies, and there were even scattered immortals involved.
But just like this, they still escaped again and again, and finally eliminated them with the help of formations.
From this point, we can also see that the sword cultivator's combat effectiveness is indeed fierce.
But what's the use? The shortcomings are too obvious. The monks from other schools are not interested and destroy those classics. Sword cultivators are wanted all over the spiritual world, killing every one they see. Finally, this school is removed from the spiritual world.
Erase.
Regarding the legend of sword cultivator, this bald sea tribesman had seen it in the classics before, but at that time, he only regarded it as an anecdote and did not pay much attention to it. He never thought that one day, he would actually meet him again.
A monk of this sect.
The gap between Lihe and Dongxuan is as big as clouds and mud. It is almost impossible to challenge a higher level. However, if a sword cultivator...
The old monster's heart began to beat. It didn't seem surprising that the sword monk would challenge himself, a monk at the early stage of Dongxuan, with his cultivation at the peak of the separation and union stage.
In other words, I am not qualified to put on airs at all, that woman's strength is at the same level as myself.
In a one-on-one match, it is very difficult to say whether he will win or lose, and the opponent is not alone. Although the man is a genuine cultivator in the separation and union stage, his magical powers seem to be quite mysterious, and he also holds a spiritual treasure that reaches the sky.
The old monster took a breath of cold air. This time it seemed that he had encountered a tough problem. Should he retreat for the time being...
Before he could think it through, the female cultivator had already dodged and rushed forward. The Zixiaoli Fire Sword was not drawn out, but was held in her hand like a mortal warrior. Of course, the power was not the same.
.
With a wave of his right hand, countless purple dragon shadows burst out from the fairy sword, mixed with dense thunder and fire.
The power is impressive.
"Old monster, let me show you the power of my Zixiao Lihuo Jue."
Before the woman finished speaking, the roar of the dragon reached her ears, and the terrifying attack was overwhelming.
"Okay, the fairy has good tricks. In this case, Lin will also come to join in the fun."
Loud laughter reached his ears. Unexpectedly, this girl's strength was stronger than he originally expected. Lin Xuan was overjoyed. Then he flicked his sleeves and the nine-day bright moon circle flew out, with auras all around.
Shooting, Lin Xuan stretched out his hands, held them tightly, and then poured the magic power into it without hesitation.
Roar!
The aura of the nine-day bright moon flashed wildly, and the fierceness surged into the sky. Dozens of ice dragons and fire dragons appeared in front of them, circling and flying, and the roars of the dragons kept reaching their ears.
However, this was not over yet. As Lin Xuan's hands kept changing, those dragons actually turned into seven, and the pressure emitted by each one did not weaken at all, and suddenly, half of the sky was covered.
"How about Zixiao Lihuo Jue, fairy, plus Lin's Hundred Dragon's Fang, let this old guy try what it feels like to be beaten into a pig's head."
Lin Xuan's laughter was full of ridicule, and he fired out the spells with his hands like butterflies piercing flowers. Suddenly, hundreds of ice dragons and fire dragons roared in unison, bared their teeth and claws, and rushed towards the opponent crazily.
Judging from the scene, it is somewhat similar to Zixiao Lihuo Jue. Of course, there are more differences, and the power is no less powerful.
The old monster from the Dongxuan Stage suddenly changed color, and attacks from Lin Xuan and the woman were already coming in droves.
It’s too late to hide!
The old monster was frightened and angry, but also aroused his ferocity. He roared, stretched out his hand, slapped the back of his head, and sprayed out a ball of blood-red stuff from his mouth.
The colors are brilliant, but the shapes are ever-changing.
This treasure is actually a liquid.
Lin Xuan was greatly shocked. Although he had extensive knowledge, he had never heard of liquid treasures. He saw the old monster waving his hands and firing several spells in succession.
The light curtain flashed, and a gorgeous scroll came into view, with patterns of Tai Chi and Bagua on the surface. Then beams of light burst out from the scroll, and then the beams of light dispersed, replaced by streaks of colorful spiritual light.
After coming into view, the spiritual light turned into flying knives and swords of various shapes. Their ferocity surged into the sky, and they clashed head-on with the attacks of the two men.
Explosions kept reaching the ears, the whole space seemed to be shaking, the aura was still flashing, and the woman had already rushed over with her sword.
Tough is the only way to describe it.
Lin Xuan was also secretly stunned. He had a lot of experience in fighting. However, such a thing was unheard of. The fierce conflict caused a thick white mist to fill the surroundings. Even the figures on the other side could not be seen clearly. These were all changes caused by the sea water.
Caused by steam.
The crackling sound of bang bang bang kept reaching the ears, and white mist billowed dozens of feet away. It was obvious that the woman had rushed in front of the old monster, and the two were fighting hand to hand, fighting fiercely.
Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows. Naturally, he couldn't stay out of the situation. As a demon cultivator, he had an advantage in engaging the opponent in hand-to-hand combat. He just wanted to see how powerful the new version of the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique was.
A silver light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward lightly with his feet. In a flash, Lin Xuan also disappeared from the place, and then came dozens of feet in front of him.
Blood spattered, and the female cultivator and the old monster were fighting fiercely. The clothes of both parties were dyed red with blood.
The left hand of the sea clan old monster was cut off, but a bloody hole the size of a thumb also appeared on the woman's shoulder.
Overall, this woman seems to have a slight upper hand.
Lin Xuan was overjoyed. How could he shrink back at this time? Beating the drowned dog was the right choice.
After taking a breath, a golden light suddenly appeared from behind, and Xiaoluo Tianfa appeared, with nine heads and eighteen arms, which made people look at him.
"Golden Body Dharma."
The old monster of the Sea Clan was shocked. At this time, he already wanted to retreat, but how could Lin Xuan let him go? A colorful halo flashed by, and a weapon appeared on each arm.
Swords, guns, swords and halberds...
These magic weapons are all treasures of the Poison Dragon Ancestor. Even if they are not top-notch ancient treasures, the power of each one is definitely not small.
The ants killed the elephant, not to mention there were eighteen ancient treasures. The distance between the two sides was only a few feet, and there was no place to hide. The vitality of the surrounding world was all stirred up, and eighteen arms were seen waving up and down.
All those magic weapons were thrown at the opponent overwhelmingly.
With Lin Xuan attacking from the side, the female cultivator was extremely happy. She completely ignored her injuries and spurted out a mouthful of blood. After being absorbed by the Zixiaoli Fire Sword, she immediately transformed into a dragon with a length of dozens of feet. Purple energy soared into the sky.
Opening its big mouth, a series of thunder and fire swarmed out.
If it were a real fight, such tricks might not be able to subdue the old monster in the Dongxuan period. However, the situation is different now. The so-called missed step and being restrained at every step. At such a close distance, being attacked from both sides by Lin Xuan and the mysterious female cultivator, the old monster could not be defeated.
There is no way for the monster to hide, and even if it has magical powers, it has no chance to be used.
Although he reluctantly sacrificed a few defensive magic weapons, they still had no effect at all. Those treasures were easily blasted into powder.
But no matter what, it finally bought him a little time to escape. How could the Dongxuan Stage be eliminated so easily? The old monster was trying to take the opportunity to escape, but Lin Xuan took the lead and rushed in front of him, stretching out his right hand.
, slowly but urgently, pressed on his chest.
In the palm of the hand, there are three colors of light flashing.
Phantom Sky Fire!
This move can be said to be Lin Xuan's trump card.
The power is not inferior to the Tongtian Lingbao.
The old monster was shocked, but his reaction was faster. The armor was still on his body. In a flash of inspiration, several sharp blades appeared on his chest.
However, Lin Xuan turned a blind eye and actually pressed it up like this. However, his entire palm was also dazzling with silver light, which was the surface of Feng Wu Jiutian Jue operating to the extreme.
puff……
A soft sound reached his ears, and then a scene appeared that stunned the old monster. Lin Xuan's palm was not cut, but the sharp blades melted away quickly like ice and snow thrown into a fire.
"this……"
The bald sea clan member was shocked, but at this moment, it was obviously too late to change his tactics. Lin Xuan's hand was firmly pressed on his chest, and then a blue light rose, and a layer of ice appeared.
The palm-based image spread all around, and it wasn't over yet. Then came a poisonous and gray color, and the hard armor was like paper, turned into powder and blown away.
"Go to hell."
A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. So what if the Dongxuan monk was hit by his own phantom sky fire without any protection. It was also impossible for him to escape.
The three-color flame began to spread on his skin, turning everything it passed into black, as if the life force had been sucked dry.
The face of the bald-headed sea clan was full of fear, and the roars of anger reached his ears one after another, but naturally he could not restrain himself. He took a breath and mobilized all the mana in his chest. The blue light was dazzling, fighting against his own phantom.
Skyfire.
As a being in the Dongxuan stage, the true energy that has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years is naturally extraordinary. The demonic power of the phantom sky fire was actually blocked, and for a while, there was a stalemate.
It's a pity that he doesn't have only one opponent. The mysterious female cultivator is waiting eagerly at the side.