The first thousand seven hundred and fifty seventh chapters
Chapter 1,757 The Blood-Transforming Divine Mist
Before he finished speaking, his expression became cold. There was a faint red light flashing in his eyes, and a violent look came out. A rumbling sound passed into his ears, and the overwhelming spiritual pressure was like the top of Lin Xuan's head.
Cover falls.
Be the first to win!
If it were an ordinary cultivator in the separation and union stage, facing this kind of oppression, he would not worry about his life, but he would definitely be cowardly in his heart.
This is a technique to attack the mind. The intention of this disease is very vicious. It's a pity that he has found the wrong opponent. How can Lin Xuan use common sense to figure it out? For him, cross-level challenges are almost routine. How can a mere spiritual pressure be used to him?
Is there any impact at all?
By doing this, the disease is flirting with the blind man.
It's of no use at all.
However, this guy was also an experienced figure in martial arts. Seeing that his plan was ineffective, he was slightly surprised and then his face returned to normal.
It doesn't matter if you have a strong psychological quality. In the final analysis, fighting is about strength. If you dare to be arrogant and domineering in front of yourself in a mere separation period, you don't know how to write the word "death".
The threat had no effect. He flicked his right hand and a ball of blood mist flew out from his sleeve.
No, it's not blood mist. The so-called mist is composed of semi-liquid red dots of different sizes, which are still flashing.
Lin Xuan had seen this attack before. It was some kind of secret method similar to the devil's way. It was weird and evil and could easily drain away all the monk's life and mana.
Lin Xuan had extensive knowledge, but such a sinister technique still made him feel a little numb. Seeing the old monster using it at this time, Lin Xuan naturally did not slack off at all.
With the same flick of his sleeves, a ball of three-color flames the size of a head flew out.
Be careful, Lin Xuan didn't want to capsize in the ditch, so in the first wave of fighting, he used phantom sky fire.
No matter how weird and evil the opponent's secret technique is, Lin Xuan is confident that his demonic flames should be enough to deal with it.
Bang, a muffled sound was heard, and blood mist and phantom sky fire were entangled in the sky.
"Hmph, you don't know whether to live or die, how dare you fight against my blood-transforming magic with just the secret skill of fire?" The disease's face was full of sneer. This move of his has been practiced hard for thousands of years, even if it is
Old monsters of the same level often don't dare to fight directly.
This kid doesn't know the heights of the world, he just wants to be sucked into a mummy.
"disease!"
He pointed his finger forward, and the blood mist glowed red, and actually transformed into a grimace with a green face and fangs. The momentum increased sharply, and then the grimace opened its bloody mouth, and chewed indiscriminately.
, and with another fierce breath, the phantom sky fire was swallowed up.
"master."
"Senior Lin..."
The three women could see clearly, they covered their mouths and shouted softly, their faces all showing worry and fear, but the illness-prone expression remained pale.
Such a result has long been expected.
The younger generation doesn’t know whether to live or die, so it’s time to send him back to the west.
"go!"
The cold voice of the disease reached my ears.
Then there was a big red light, and the grimace turned its head and grinned at Lin Xuan with a ferocious expression.
Immediately afterwards, a red light flashed and rushed toward him.
"Master, hide quickly."
The two sisters' hearts were in their throats, but Lin Xuan was not anxious at all. It was as if he didn't see the other party's attack, and he still stood there as if nothing happened.
"this……"
Illness is also a little confused as to whether the other party is arrogant or unclear.
Or is this a bluff?
For a moment, he couldn't make a decision. Forget it, no matter what. In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and tricks are nothing. He first sucked the opponent into a mummy.
The thoughts in his mind turned around, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. For a cultivator in the middle of separation and union, the taste of life and mana must be very good, so this trip is not in vain.
But the next moment, the arrogance turned into consternation. Seeing that the grimace was no more than ten feet away from the other party, Lin Xuan still had no intention of avoiding it, and just lightly scolded: "Quick!"
Suddenly, a scene that shocked the old monster emerged.
A strange crackling sound reached his ears, and a blue glow appeared on the surface of the ghost's face, and a layer of ice armor actually emerged, quickly freezing it.
Phantom Sky Fire!
This secret technique, after a series of upgrades, can even freeze the space slightly. It is nothing but a blood-transforming magic. As far as Lin Xuan is concerned, among his trump cards, the Phantom Sky Fire is not inferior to the Tongtian Spirit.
The treasure exists, and sometimes the effect can be even better, and it almost never disappoints him.
It's the same thing before my eyes.
The ghostly face was frozen, and the phantom sky fire was far more terrifying than this.
Along with it, there is also poison.
The ice sculpture turned black in an instant, and the old monster's face completely changed. At this moment, he had lost control of the blood-forming divine mist.
hateful!
His secret technique was not practiced in a vacuum.
In order to refine such a large ball of blood-transforming divine mist, he didn't know how much effort he spent back then. It's hard to say the exact amount of effort. In short, it was more laborious than refining a natal magic weapon. There is absolutely no doubt about this.
This blood-transforming divine mist, how could one watch the other party be destroyed?
At this time, without caring about the master's demeanor, he rushed over in a flash. Unfortunately, Lin Xuan had already clasped a folding fan in his left hand as if he had expected it.
Give it a slap!
Immediately, a green light rose, and an emerald green jade peak of dozens of feet appeared in sight. With a twist, it suddenly rose to several hundred feet in diameter, and like a real mountain peak, it pressed down on the old monster head-on.
Landscape fan!
The attack of the disease came to an abrupt halt. Although he was a cultivator in the Dongxuan stage, he did not dare to completely ignore the imitation spirit treasure controlled by Lin Xuan, especially since the mountain was so majestic that being hit by it was no joke.
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Although his eyes were spitting fire, he had to stop temporarily, but the old monster refused to give up. With a flick of his sleeves, a strange-looking fairy sword flew out.
It is also made of blood red, but is long and thin, with a chilling blood glow all over its body.
And the movement of the disease was also extremely fast. After the demon sword was sacrificed, several spells were followed immediately. The treasure flashed and transformed into a sword glow, and then the treasure's body was integrated into the sword glow.
It also skyrocketed to a size of a hundred feet, but this secret technique was obviously different from the giant sword technique.
Then the blood glow exploded, fiercely cutting away the mountain peak blocking the road in front.
boom!
Earth-shattering explosions reached the ears, and rubble fell like rain. The green peak was obviously majestic, but it could not withstand the blow and was violently split in half.
It's good for immortal cultivators to have magical powers that can move mountains and seas, but this thing is an imitation of a spiritual treasure, which is much harder than ordinary mountain peaks.
Lin Xuan's face suddenly became a little ugly.
When the mountain was destroyed, the aura of the folding fan in his hand suddenly dimmed, and the mountain in the landscape painting also turned into two halves.