Although the Luo brothers were extremely shocked, the brothers also had rich experience in fighting the enemy. Facing the roaring attack, brother Luo Tong's face flashed with a hint of sternness. He put his hands together and muttered something in his mouth,
The whole body shone brightly and inflated like a balloon.
He blocked his younger brother behind.
Moreover, there is a white shield around his body, and the halo is flickering, which is quite extraordinary. It is obviously different from the spiritual shield, and it is unknown what kind of high-level defensive magical power it is.
In the blink of an eye, the ice needle was already in front of me.
The sound of continuous collisions, as dense as raindrops, suddenly exploded in the air, and the white light shield flashed for a while. Although it could not be said to be as stable as a mountain, it was obviously impossible for the Ice Needle Technique to break through it.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but frowned. Although he had never thought that a mere spell could achieve great results, the way the other party acted with ease still made him a little more alert.
There is no falsehood under the great reputation. The Luo family's double evil spirits did not get their fame out of thin air.
Luo Tong's face was still extremely solemn. Facing the fire bird that was following closely, he opened his mouth and spat out a breath of essence.
After the essence left the mask, it turned into a cold current and met the firebird on a narrow road.
There was a crackling sound, and cold and heat collided.
Although after a duel, the Fire Bird Technique finally won, its power was also weakened a lot after being consumed by the cold current, and the light shield easily blocked it.
Lin Xuan's expression became even colder.
But then, those dozens of stone pillars came roaring.
Boom!
This time, the sound was like a giant spirit god beating a war drum. Each of the five elements of spells was different and had its own magical effects. Strictly speaking, the Ice Needle Technique was more suitable for sneak attacks. And this giant pillar technique of clay turned into stone,
It is suitable for frontal attack.
After a huge muffled sound, the light shield was like a candle in the strong wind, and finally burst after a wild flash.
But there was no panic on Luo Tong's face, as if this situation had been expected by him.
His cheeks trembled, he took a sudden breath, and his body, which was already swollen like a balloon, became even bigger.
Puff puff, the sound this time was quite dull. The sharp stone pillars at both ends not only failed to penetrate the opponent's body, but bounced back.
It staggered around, but fell directly to the ground, causing dust to fly.
"this……"
Lin Xuan was also well-informed, but the scene in front of him made him stunned. Although the cultivation path was vast, he had never seen such a weird spell before.
You must know that cultivators are not immortals after all. Although their bodies have been cleansed by the I Ching and tempered thousands of times, in the final analysis, they are still mortal bodies.
He was actually able to withstand high-level spells. The opponent's magical power was really powerful.
However, Lin Xuan was just surprised, and the attack just now was just a tentative attack.
A stern look flashed across his face, and just as he was about to sacrifice the spiritual weapon, Luo Biao, who had been hiding behind his brother, took action first.
I saw him stretching out his withered claw-like left hand and grabbing it in his arms. When he took it out again, he actually held a large colorful talisman.
"This is……"
Lin Xuan was stunned for a while. When fighting with others, he always threw out the talisman for free. He didn't expect to meet a very rich monk today.
boom!
The firelight flickered.
Dozens of talismans were sacrificed almost at the same time. Fortunately, the seals inside were all mid-level spells, so Lin Xuan didn't really care.
He slapped his hand on the storage bag, and a white light flew out from it.
It's a shield the size of a palm.
Lin Xuan pressed down with his right hand. Spiritual power was injected into it, and the shield suddenly swelled to a diameter of more than ten feet, blocking Lin Xuan's entire body behind it.
next moment.
Dozens of spells bombarded it, but the shield only trembled slightly. This is the defensive power of the best spiritual weapon.
Lin Xuan knew this very well, so he did not stop even after using his shield, and when his mind moved, Wu Gou flew out again, whining and circling above his head.
Luo Biao snorted and looked at his brother. This opponent not only had extraordinary skills, but also had many treasures in his body. It seemed that he had met a powerful opponent today.
But there was no trace of worry on either of their faces. It had been more than a hundred years since they entered the world of immortality, and they had gone through many wars during that time. How could this mere boy make them capsize in the gutter?
Luo Biao raised his hand, his whole body exuded a layer of gray brilliance, and then with a move in the void, seven flying swords appeared out of thin air.
Except for the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, the other six were slowly rotating around him.
"Mother-child sword?"
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. This kind of complete set of spiritual weapons rarely appeared in the world of cultivation.
The so-called complete set naturally has the distinction of master and slave. No matter how many pieces the complete set of spiritual weapons is made up of, the caster only needs to control the main spiritual weapon with his spiritual thoughts, and the other sub-spiritual weapons can be controlled as he wishes. It is really convenient.
And don't look down on it just because it is a sub-spiritual weapon. This single piece is not much worse than an ordinary spiritual weapon of the same level.
In other words, there are seven swords in the opponent's set, which is almost equivalent to using seven spiritual weapons at the same time. Its power is absolutely astonishing.
Of course, correspondingly, this kind of complete set of spiritual weapons is extremely difficult to refine, and the higher the grade, the greater the possibility of failure.
Generally speaking, most of them are mid-grade and low-grade. The appearance of a high-grade land will also make monks flock to it. However, the three-foot green blade in Luo Biao's hand has a cold light and a strong fairy aura. It is a rare sight.
The best baby.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but be a little surprised. If the descendants of the Extreme Demon Lord or other old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage had such treasures, it would be normal.
But as far as Lin Xuan knew, although the Luo family's twin evil spirits were extremely famous, they were probably a pair of casual cultivators. Where did they get such a treasure?