Four thousand two hundred and sixteenth chapter small hair ball and the ancestor of ancient beasts
Lin Xuan's face was extremely gloomy, but he really couldn't think of a good idea at this moment.⊙
The strength of this mysterious monster is so outrageous that it is almost to the point where it can't even give in to Tian Xiang. Although the True Spirit Transformation Sword Art can resist it, on the surface it seems to be an evenly matched fight, but in this way, my own energy has been affected.
Nearly half or more.
How can the rest face Tian Xiang, the strongest true immortal?
It can be said that the defeat has been decided!
hateful!
Lin Xuan naturally cannot accept this result.
But I have no good plan. Alas, it would be great if I could raise such a powerful spiritual beast.
Wait, spirit beast?
Didn’t I raise a little furball?
Although a little unreliable, overall it is still pretty strong.
Although deep down in Lin Xuan's heart, he didn't think that the little furball could defeat the guy in front of him.
But at this moment, there was no time to make more choices. He was almost at the end of his rope, so he simply treated the dead horse as a living horse.
Having made this decision in his heart, Lin Xuan threw the spirit beast bag out.
He threw out a sword energy casually, but what was waiting for him was the sound of snoring sleeping reaching his ears.
Lin Xuan was speechless for a while.
The furry little fur ball had its eyes closed tightly, and the mucus from its nose was blown into bubbles as it breathed.
Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan doubted his own choice. He actually wanted to count on the little guy in front of him to deal with this behemoth. Was it a fool's errand?
However, Tian Xiang's pupils in the distance shrank, and there was a look of disbelief on his face: "This is the Hongmeng beast, you...where did you get it from?"
Hongmeng mythical beast?
This was the first time Lin Xuan heard this title.
I don’t even know what it is, but Tian Xiang’s fearful expression is definitely fake.
Found a treasure.
Lin Xuan was so happy that he threw the little fur ball in his hand without saying a word.
Yes, it looks like that huge thing.
In the middle of the flight, the opponent has already sprayed hundreds of beams of light in this direction, and its fear is obvious.
"Hululu."
Faced with such a terrible crisis, of course the little guy couldn't pretend to be asleep all the time. As soon as he woke up, his face changed drastically and he covered his eyes with the wings behind his back.
It looked extremely cute with a frightened expression, but a milky white halo spread out from its body surface.
Even the true dragons and phoenixes could be spared from those beams of light, and the other true spirits were extremely afraid of them. It goes without saying how powerful they are.
But as soon as it came into contact with the milky white halo emitted by the little fur ball, it immediately melted away and disintegrated.
Lin Xuan saw such a scene and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
The ancestor of the ancient beast was furious, abandoned his true spirit and rushed over.
Although his body was huge, he moved very quickly, and his sharp claws shone with a fierce luster as he grabbed the little fur ball.
There is no law of power, but its power is only stronger than the full force claw of a real dragon.
The little fur ball is in danger!
After all, with its small body, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it's good at close combat.
The little guy really had a scared look on his face.
It seemed that there was no time to hide. But its size expanded more than a thousand times in an instant and turned into a huge monster.
But the image remains unchanged at all.
Although she has grown bigger, she is still cute and cute.
Facing such a powerful enemy, is it useful to become bigger?
Just when Lin Xuan was sweating for it, the little guy slapped the ancestor of the ancient beast away with one wing.
Tough is the only way to describe it.
But it didn't have the consciousness of a strong person, and it still looked like a crybaby.
"Meow..."
The little guy screamed, but maybe it was because it had grown in size. The sound sounded almost like thunder, and then a beam of light shot out from its eyes, which flickered briefly and turned into a golden talisman.
It's so wonderful. It's like the ancestor of the ancient beast floating past.
Seemingly slow but actually urgent.
The ancestor of the ancient beast was also furious.
A sharp sword energy burst out from the surface of its body, viciously slashing at the golden talisman.
For a while, the rumbling sound was endless, and it was difficult for both sides to tell the winner.
But Lin Xuan was extremely satisfied with this result. Originally, a dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor, but he didn't expect that the little fur ball would be so successful.
Lin Xuan didn't care what the Hongmeng beast was. All in all, at this moment, he could challenge Tian Xiang again.
Taking a breath, all the true spirits transformed by the Nine Palaces Xumo Sword flew back.
Lin Xuan's eyes were filled with stern light, and he uttered obscure and simple mantras in his mouth. Then he clasped his hands, and a stabbing sound came into his ears. The real spirit above his head, which seemed to have substance, turned into a phantom again, and actually shattered inch by inch.
Already.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one true spirits are all like this, and after breaking into pieces, they turn into tens of thousands of fist-sized runes.
Each one is sparkling and mysterious.
"fall!"
Lin Xuan shouted lowly.
Those magical runes seemed to be alive, and they rushed down towards Lin Xuan, shrouding him inside.
Like a gust of wind and rain, the surface of Lin Xuan's body disappeared.
Then, five-color colored glaze and gorgeous rays of light spurted out from the surface of Lin Xuan's body like flames.
The flames were dazzling to the extreme, and what was even more incredible was that there was something spiritual about them as they swayed. After a moment, a set of armor actually condensed out.
Armor of the True Spirit!
Since the ancestor of the ancient beast has a small fur ball to deal with, Lin Xuan must of course transform into his strongest form. Again, a quick victory. After all, it is not his true strength now. There is a time limit. Lin Xuan is afraid of long nights and many dreams, so he just wants to fight.
We need to settle things with Tian Xiang as soon as possible.
Lin Xuan was already familiar with the True Spirit Armor transformed from the True Spirit Transformation Sword Technique, but this time, its power was different from usual.
The Jiugongxuyu Sword has been refined into a Dacheng version, and the armor in front of you is also transformed from the ninety-nine and eighty-one types of true spirit armor, which is naturally different from usual!
The power is boundless.
But it's not over yet.
Lin Xuan took a breath, and the nine-headed and eighteen-armed Xiaoluo Tianfa appeared behind him, with golden light and glazed glass, which was also full of mysterious and powerful aura.
He pounced on Lin Xuan.
boom!
Perfectly integrated with the armor, Lin Xuan not only had many more arms and heads behind his back, but the aura of his body also increased significantly.
Reached an incredible point.
It even vaguely surpasses Tian Xiang's level.
A showdown!
Needless to say, Tian Xiang's expression was extremely ugly.
How did things develop to this point?
He clearly had the advantage across the board, so how could he be caught up by his opponent?
Shocked and angry!
The depression is even more difficult to express clearly in words.
But when things have reached this point, there is no point in talking about it anymore.
The most urgent task is to kill Lin Xuan here as soon as possible, otherwise if it continues, God knows what else will happen.
Decide the outcome as soon as possible. There is no difference in the two people's thoughts on this point. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!