Chapter 2057: The Power of the Spirit Devouring Sword
Chapter 2057 The Power of the Soul-Eating Sword
In addition to the ice and snow giants, more than a hundred monsters of different shapes emerged from the ice field. They all breathed cold air and their bodies were made of thousands of years of ice.
"go!"
The screams of the Ice Soul Demon Ancestor reached his ears, and the monster giants let out earth-shattering roars and rushed towards Lin Xuan.
The momentum was astonishing, but it was not enough to embarrass himself. Lin Xuan took a breath, his whole body glowed brightly, and he was about to fly backwards into the diagonal stab.
It's not because of fear, but because of the current situation, it is obviously not cost-effective to confront the opponent head-on. Bingpo now has the right time, place and people. If she wants to win, she can only find out where the weaknesses in her field are.
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Lin Xuan didn't want to face the enemy directly, but things were not as easy as he expected. The Ice Soul Demon Ancestor's attacks came one after another. Lin Xuan's figure had just flashed, and the void behind him suddenly fluctuated without warning.
stand up.
Countless silver threads appeared strangely, crisscrossing each other. From a distance, it looked like a spider web, and Lin Xuan was tied up by the big five flowers.
"this……"
Lin Xuan was stunned, but there was a hint of ridicule on the corner of the Ice Soul Demon Ancestor's mouth: "Stupid guy, I have the final say in my domain, do you think you can run away?"
When it came to warehousing, Lin Xuan was truly unprepared this time, but the other party would not give him time to react. Those monsters and ice and snow giants had already come to kill him.
Lin Xuan had nowhere to hide, and with his hands and feet tied, it was naturally impossible to sacrifice the magic weapon. In other words, at this moment, he was completely defenseless.
"You ungrateful fellow, you can go and die." A strong murderous intention flashed across Bingpo's face.
"Yeah, that's not necessarily the case!"
The panic on Lin Xuan's face only lasted for a moment. Such a result really shocked him, but he was not really at the mercy of others.
Before Lin Xuan finished speaking, a golden light suddenly appeared behind him, and then Xiao Luo Tianfa appeared, and nine heads and eighteen arms appeared behind him.
It looks extremely powerful.
The movement of each arm stretched or bent, and then the aura grew, and eighteen weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds appeared one after another, and were held by the eighteen arms respectively, and then they were swung forward fiercely.
boom!
The five-color aura exploded, and various light waves and wind blades emerged. Such a change was something that the Ice Soul Demon Ancestor did not expect.
Although these eighteen weapons are not surprising compared to those commonly used by Lin Xuan, the advantage lies in their large number. The combined power of the eighteen weapons when wielded together is really extraordinary. All the Warcraft monsters were killed.
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Then Lin Xuan shouted loudly, green light rose up all over his body, and the phantom sky fire emerged from the surface of his body. Those silver threads were unable to withstand it and were refined into nothingness.
"Xiao Luotian Dharma, this magical power...where did you learn it from?"
The Ice Soul Demon Ancestor did not stop, and his face was full of shock. Yes, although it was very different from the Xiao Luo Tianfa that he had seen from that person millions of years ago, he was
Unmistakable.
Lin Xuan was also shocked. The other party could actually recognize Xiaoluo Tianfa. Could it be that this secret technique was extraordinary? You must know that although the ice soul in front of you is just a split soul, the difference is in strength and knowledge.
There is no difference from the ontology.
One of the nine ancestors of the true demons, with a cultivation level comparable to that of a loose immortal, his vision is certainly extraordinary. However, at this moment, Lin Xuan was not in the mood to think more about it.
After experiencing the crisis just now, Lin Xuan figured out a problem. Although the opponent's field must have flaws, he may not be able to see it.
After all, the domain is something that can only be possessed by monks at the Tribulation Stage, and it is still too far away from him.
Such a strange thing involves laws that I cannot understand, so even if it has any weaknesses, I certainly cannot see it.
Lin Xuan knew this in his heart, but it was a pity that he had just figured it out, otherwise he might not have fallen into the trap just now.
But it's not too late now, Lin Xuan's eyes are bright again.
No longer playing tricks, looking for weaknesses in the field, and preparing for an upright battle.
One effort will bring down ten!
What about fields?
As long as the power is sufficient, Lin Xuan believes that he can break it.
With this thought in his mind, Lin Xuan stretched out his right hand, and saw him shaking slightly, his aura flashing, and a short sword about a foot long flying out.
The shape is completely different from the original Demon Sword. The Soul Devouring Sword is simply another treasure.
Simple but not simple, a gorgeous and domineering momentum emerges.
Lin Xuan stretched out his hand to hold it, then flipped it with his left hand, and a small jade bottle appeared.
The bottle cork opened by itself, Lin Xuan raised his head and dropped a drop of spiritual liquid into his mouth.
"Ten thousand years of spiritual milk."
Of course, Bing Po knew the goods, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. After all, it was not easy for a being in the Dongxuan stage to obtain such a genius treasure.
But soon her pupils shrank, and her attention was attracted by the dagger in Lin Xuan's hand. It looked familiar, but it was different from what she remembered. Could it be a replica of that thing.
No... no, even if it is an imitation, it is impossible for it to fall into the hands of a mere Dongxuan monk.
Before Bingpo could change his mind, Lin Xuan had already taken action.
This is the first time that the Soul-Eating Sword has been used after it was successfully refined. It is just a good time to see how powerful it is. Although Lin Xuan has not tried it yet, the vision when it comes out of the furnace is quite worth looking forward to.
After drinking the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, Lin Xuan's mana has been completely restored. He immediately took a deep breath and poured all his mana into the Soul-Eating Fairy Sword in his hand.
In an instant, a sharp light rose, and a majestic spiritual energy burst out in all directions with the fairy sword in Lin Xuan's hand as the center.
Then in a flash, it actually split into four strands.
Each path has a completely different nature.
White is gold, cyan is wood, blue is water, red is fire...
Then the four spiritual energies gathered together, a clear roar and a powerful roar reached the ears, and four huge spiritual beasts appeared in sight.
Although the four spirit beasts are different, they all have a noble or unruly aura...
Green Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu.
Bingpo glanced over, the expression on his face was once again shocked.
"This...could it be the Four-Elephant Sword? No, the Four-Elephant Sword is one of the top treasures even among the innate spiritual treasures. Its power is much more terrifying. This should be just an imitation of it."
Bing Po's murmuring voice reached his ears, and it was revealed that the origin of the Soul-eating Sword in Lin Xuan's hand was not trivial. However, at this moment, Lin Xuan had no time to delve into it. Defeating the powerful enemy was the first priority. As for the other things, , are nothing more than floating clouds.
Lin Xuan watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. No matter what the other party said, he was indifferent. The feeling now was quite similar to the first time he used the Demonic Sword. His own magic power seemed to be a little insufficient. Suddenly, he was Most of it was sucked away.
The phantoms of the four spirits in mid-air became more and more ferocious and lifelike. A violent momentum spread out from them, and then they rushed towards the enemy together.
This time, Bingpo no longer looked confident, his face finally showed a solemn look, his hands flew like butterflies through flowers, and mysterious seals flew out one by one.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Xuan felt that time seemed to slow down and the space was distorted, but the shadows of the Four Spirits still flew by inch by inch.
Lin Xuan's face was extremely solemn, with seriousness and surprise. It seemed that his guess was indeed correct. Even in the field, the same applies to defeating ten people with one force.
After all, Bing Po's split soul is only in the Dongxuan stage. It is impossible to change the laws of heaven and earth. At most, he can rely on his own experience to make some applications.
That is to say, taking advantage of the situation, in the eyes of the same-level immortal cultivators, it is naturally just a show-off, but in the face of low-level monks, it is still very powerful.
The power of the Soul-Eating Sword is no small matter. As expected, her domain can no longer be controlled. Of course, it is not useless at all. Both Lin Xuan and Bing Po raised their hands flat, showing a stalemate.
After a while, a piercing sound reached my ears, and the scene in front of me changed. The ice field disappeared without a trace, and the shadows of the four spirits also faded and merged. Instead, a huge ball of light appeared in the line of sight, with four-color glaze. , and continued to fly towards Bing Po.
Every inch he walked was extremely difficult, and the space became increasingly distorted.
However, Bing Po was not having it easy either. Even though the ball of light was coming extremely slowly, she could not move at all at this moment, because as long as she was distracted, the power of the domain would not be able to control it. The two sides were fighting to this point. , it’s simply a waste of money.
This process sounds complicated, but it actually only takes a few breaths of time. Let’s not mention the difficulties and twists in the middle. In the end, there will always be a winner.
The mystery of the Ice Soul magic is naturally far beyond that of Lin Xuan, but even when facing the Demon Ancestor, Lin Xuan still has an advantage. He has two infants and one pill in his body. In other words, the magic power is more powerful than that of the Ice Soul. deep.
Coupled with the Soul-Eating Sword in hand, such a stalemate would naturally be beneficial to him.
Of course, Lin Xuan also knew that at this stage of the fight, a winner should be determined. If it continues to be delayed, it will definitely be harmful to himself and not beneficial at all.
With this thought in his mind, Lin Xuan shouted loudly, all the magic power in his body burst out, and he opened his mouth and spit out several mouthfuls of his life energy.
The light ball formed by the gathering of four spirits suddenly became brighter and brighter. The sound of breaking every inch was heard in the ears. The constraints of the field finally lost their effect, and its speed suddenly increased.
"No……"
Bingpo exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on his face. This is impossible. Although he is just a split soul, how could he be defeated in the hands of an ant? How can a mere immortal cultivator in the Dongxuan stage come from this? Such strength?
However, no matter what she thought, the ball of light had already flown three feet in front of her, and the next moment, it engulfed her.