The third thousand five hundred and sixty-two moths to the flame
For a moment, the spiritual light flickered, and colorful brilliance emerged in mid-air.
Finally, it turned into a large ball of light and enveloped the scorpion.
The opponent struggled desperately, but it was of no use.
After half a cup of tea, the light gradually dimmed.
The clouds were light and the wind was light, but the ferocious scorpion was nowhere to be seen.
It seemed as if everything just now was just passing smoke.
…
"call!"
Lin Xuan took a deep breath, exhaled the turbid air in his chest, and looked around. The desert had returned to peace and quiet. The fight just now started quickly and ended equally quickly. It did not attract other evildoers. It seemed that the spirit
The clan saint said that although the strength of the true spirits buried here is still terrifying, their spiritual consciousness is only equivalent to that of a foundation-building immortal cultivator, so they are not just talking nonsense.
"Walk!"
It is not advisable to stay in this place of right and wrong for a long time. Lin Xuan does not know what happened here in ancient times, but even the Heavenly Demon Saint Ancestor died here, which further proves that the road ahead is very bumpy.
But he won't back down.
So what if there are thorns every step of the way?
The road to immortality is bound to go through hardships and twists and turns. No matter what, I will not return empty-handed from this trip.
The thoughts in his mind turned, and Lin Xuan's figure blurred for a while, turning into a faint escaping light, and seemed to fly away in front of him.
Yue'er naturally won't hesitate.
As long as the young master made a decision, she never looked back. She gently straightened her hair, moved lightly, and came to Lin Xuan's side.
As for the Spirit Saint, she certainly had her own ideas, but now she had to maintain the cooperative situation. Therefore, she did not show any dissatisfaction. She also used the technique of controlling the wind and followed closely behind.
"Fairy, do you have any suitable clues to find the treasure left by the Flying Demon Lord?" Lin Xuan spoke calmly while flying, with no hint of happiness or anger in his expression.
"There are not many clues. Back then, the Feitian Demon Lord fought against hundreds of true spirits with one man's power, and finally fell. The treasures he carried were also scattered. No one knows the specific location, but if the estimate is correct, in
The ruins of the old martial arts battles are the most likely to be found." The spirit saint said cautiously.
"Is it?"
Lin Xuan didn't speak again, but his expression became serious.
Ancient battlefield ruins?
There must be the largest number of real dead souls there.
The dangers of this trip are self-evident.
As if to confirm Lin Xuan's guess, he encountered many twists and turns along the way.
Fortunately, there was no danger. What appeared was not the true spirit that had turned into a dead soul, but some other monsters. Although their strength was not bad, Lin Xuan and the two women could handle it together.
They were all eliminated by the three men with quick swords, without attracting the attention of other monsters.
And the dangers the three people encountered were of various kinds.
There are spiritual insects, magical beasts, and plants similar to cactus. What's more, even the physical form is a blur.
Lin Xuan was surprised. He also had a deeper understanding of the place where the true spirit was buried.
Originally, I thought this place was an ancient battlefield and tomb, with only the souls of true spirits wandering around, but now it seems that there are many other creatures.
You must always be careful. If you are a little negligent, you may capsize in the gutter.
…
There is no need to elaborate on the specific process. It took several hours of hard work, and finally the edge of the desert was clearly visible. In the distance, a stretch of towering mountains came into view.
The greenery makes people feel happy and cheerful.
Lin Xuan turned his head, smiling and wanting to say something to Yue'er.
However, at this moment, a buzzing sound reached his ears.
Lin Xuan frowned and quickly looked around, and saw a group of huge moths.
There are hundreds of them.
The number is staggering.
Each moth is much larger than the palm of an ordinary person's hand.
As the wings flap, more colorful spiritual lights will shine out.
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank. The individual strength of these moths was nothing more than that, but their numbers were frightening. They had to use thunderbolt methods.
Thoughts were passing through my mind, but a chirping sound reached my ears from the side.
Lin Xuan was stunned.
He saw red light shooting out, but it was the spiritual saint who took action.
This girl moves so fast.
The flying needle magic weapon used is also unambiguous.
For a time, countless red lines cut across the sky, like drizzle, and shot away like moths.
Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, this response was quite appropriate.
Maybe there is no need to take action yourself at all.
Although these moths are numerous in number, in terms of strength, how can they compare with the old monsters in the Tribulation Period?
However, before this thought could change, an incredible scene occurred.
Above the swarm of insects, the void suddenly collapsed and dissolved, and then a group of emerald green flames appeared.
As if the size of the head is different, the power of the law spreads out.
True spiritual fire!
Lin Xuan was knowledgeable and recognized him at a glance.
However, his face was filled with a look of disbelief.
As we all know, the true spirit is different from the demon clan, and the biggest reason is the fire of the true spirit.
Once the true spirit dies, the true spirit fire will return to the true spirit realm and quietly wait for the new inheritor.
Even a true immortal cannot stop the fire of the true spirit. At least in the classics, Lin Xuan has not seen any records related to this.
But the spiritual fire in front of me is definitely the true spiritual fire.
Although Lin Xuan didn't know which kind of true spirit fire it was, he was 100% sure and did not admit his mistake.
Since its owner has died, why is it still here?
I was extremely puzzled. In this crisis, I had no time to think carefully.
I saw those moths suddenly rushing over like true spiritual fire.
Moths fly into the flame!
The scene before me is the most enjoyable description of this idiom.
What do they want to do?
Lin Xuan didn't know, but a bad premonition emerged in his heart.
We must not turn a blind eye, otherwise we will face a huge crisis.
With this thought, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated, raised his right hand, and shot out a magic formula in front of him.
Following his movements, the phantom sky fire emerged, and the spiritual light flickered, falling like a comet, and shot away like a swarm of insects.
Moth to flame?
How about I give you a little more fire power?
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.
But soon, his smile solidified.
Because those moths flew towards the True Spirit Fire and did not perish. Instead, they were engulfed by the flames. Then, the True Spirit Fire surged at an incredible speed.
Then, the flame disappeared and the insect swarm disappeared. Instead, a huge moth appeared in sight.
This moth is ridiculously big, with a length of up to a hundred feet. Its spiritual pressure is extremely terrifying, and its aura is extremely weird. It looks like a real spirit, but not a real spirit, making it unpredictable. (To be continued...)