In an instant, the spiritual light flashed wildly, and the explosion sound soared to the sky. The true spiritual sword technique was truly extraordinary. The phoenix transformed from the Jiugongxu Sword was one against three, and it actually showed no sign of decline.
"impossible!"
Master Qian Huan was dumbfounded. This was a real head-to-head encounter, with no tricks at all. How could the other party really compete with him?
Is there any mistake? How did he ignore this difference in realm? What kind of tricks did this kid use that could be so powerful?
The mystery in his heart could not be solved, but Lin Xuan's attack showed no intention of stopping.
At this stage of the fight, the grudge against this old monster can no longer be resolved. With such a powerful enemy looking around, he and the Yunyin Sect can never hope to have a moment of peace of mind again. In this case, Lin Xuan is not prepared to hide his clumsiness and do his best.
Kill him here.
With this thought in his mind, Lin Xuan already made some moves. He took a deep breath and turned his right hand up.
In an instant, a ball of flame the size of an egg rose from the five-color glass.
The five-color glass, the light changes constantly, and the aura emanating from it is heart-stopping.
Phantom Sky Fire!
Lin Xuan's hands were flying, and a magic formula was shot out from it. The flame flashed, whirled, and instantly expanded to a radius of about ten feet. It was thrown towards the opponent with an aura of destruction.
Since the purpose is to kill the old demon, Lin Xuan's methods will certainly not stop there.
There was no unnecessary movement on his part, and his whole body was strangely split into two.
What is this, illusion?
No, Qian Huan Lao Mo was originally a great expert in this way. After being in a daze for a moment, he immediately determined that his judgment was wrong.
This is by no means a deception.
Both Lin Xuan are real, is one of them an incarnation?
With this thought in mind, he looked closely and found the difference between the two Lin Xuan. Indeed, their facial features were lifelike. Their bodies were also very similar, but the one on the left was obviously slightly darker.
With this thought in his mind, he saw two Lin Xuan making moves at the same time.
The man on the left rubbed his hands together, and a dark flag appeared in his palm.
In an instant, a strong wind blew up, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling reached the ears, and the color of the heaven and earth changed.
"disease!"
Lin Xuan on the left pointed forward.
Following his movements, a popping sound reached his ears, and a dark green cloud emerged from the surface of the flag, and rose sharply, covering the two figures of Lin Xuan in it. The cold wind was biting, and the color of the cloud was even more...
The strange surge began to change.
One moment, it was like a pool of green water, and the next moment, it was as dark as ink. Then, there was a loud roar. From the dark clouds, skeletons flew out one after another.
The head is as big as a bucket. Qianhuan Old Demon roughly counted one hundred and eight in total. The old demon has a wide range of knowledge, which is amazing.
He is a ghost cultivator himself, so he naturally knows that the supernatural powers in the underworld are the most bizarre and unpredictable, so he is very frightened and at the same time a little curious.
What Lin Laozi used in his true form was definitely not a secret technique from the ghost realm. How he transformed into it would be completely different from what he learned in his true form.
Looking at the three realms, there are only a handful of situations like this. But at this moment, it is naturally not the time to delve deeper.
As soon as the one hundred and eight skeletons came out, they immediately opened their mouths and chewed without saying a word. The sound of banging and banging reached their ears, and they spit out magic fire from their mouths.
Those demonic fires were green in color. Coupled with the gloomy wind, it made people feel even more chilled to the core. However, their power was really extraordinary, especially when there were so many of them, and they connected together, and half of the sky was filled with miserable green flames.
The menacing scroll looks like an old devil.
The avatar has taken action, and Lin Xuan's true form will naturally not be idle.
He turned his left hand and a simple mirror came into view.
Qianhuan Laomo could see clearly that the mirror was no ordinary treasure.
Tongtian Lingbao!
Moreover, it has the attribute of thunder. Although it is an acquired thing, its quality is also good.
There are four small characters faintly coming into view.
Qilei ancient mirror!
This is also the treasure that Lin Xuan obtained in the treasury of Misty Immortal Palace. Since it can be chosen by him, its power is of course extraordinary.
Lin Xuan raised his head and drank a drop of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk. Feeling abundant mana coming from his Dantian, he immediately poured it into the treasure in his hand without saying a word.
Bang!
The mirror shines brightly, as brightly as the sun hanging in the sky.
The size of the mirror also became much larger, and there was a loud noise as countless crow-shaped demonic birds flew out of it.
However, their size is much larger than that of crows, and they have three demonic eyes. Their whole bodies are covered with blue arcs of electricity. No, the demonic crows themselves are made of electric elements.
There was a loud crackling sound, and there were hundreds of them, swarming like old demons and killing them.
Being surrounded by so many attacks at the same time, Qian Huan Old Demon was a little frightened, but soon, his dazed expression was replaced by fierceness.
A fierce look flashed across his face.
He opened his mouth and sprayed a sword light from his mouth. However, the sword light was not used to attack the enemy. Instead, it circled around the wrist and actually cut off half of his hand.
The strange thing is that not a drop of blood flowed out, and there was no sign of pain on the old demon's face. With a bang, the palm exploded into a ball of blood mist, which mixed with the surrounding vitality of heaven and earth and expanded to a huge radius, covering the old demon. The figure is covered.
It seems to be some kind of secret protective technique, but it actually requires so much blood and essence to be used, so its power is naturally extraordinary.
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, and he had no time to cast more spells. He first wanted to see how powerful this wave of attacks was.
The phantom sky fire was the fastest, and soon it had collided with it. However, the mysterious fire that could burn everything was blocked by the strange red cloud. Only the crackling sound of the crackling sound reached the ears. For a moment, it was unclear whether the opponent was Nothing can be done.
Lin Xuan's face was a little gloomy. Lin Xuan knew the power of Phantom Sky Fire as his secret technique, especially when it was blended with the Chaos Taiyin Qi. Although there was only one wisp, its power was improved compared to before. Even though it was twice as much, it still had no effect at all. The old monster in the Tribulation Period was indeed much more difficult to deal with than he thought.
And during this delay, those evil crows composed of miserable skeletons and thunder and lightning also came to kill them.
The former's mouth chewed wildly, and the magic fire spewed out was connected to the sky and the ground, which was connected with the attack of the phantom sky fire. The latter was more direct, spreading its wings, and its body size became several times larger, and its whole body was covered with blue arcs of electricity. He directly bumped into it aggressively.
In an instant, thunder, fire, and lightning filled the entire sky, and the light flickered on and off. Lin Xuan's body and incarnation took action together, without any reservation, wanting to kill the old demon here.
However, the defense laid by the opponent's essence and blood was no small matter. Lin Xuan thought that the attack was fierce enough, but he still couldn't tear through the red cloud that wrapped him. More or less, it was always a little bit worse.
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