Seeing the opponent's attack, Lin Xuan naturally would not sit still and wait for death. He blew out a breath of spiritual energy at the giant golden hand in front of him. With a whoosh, the golden hand disappeared from the place. Then, a dull cracking sound came into his ears, and
The gray-white ghost claws collided together.
Golden light and gray light intertwined with each other, and for a moment, it seemed that there was no winner or loser.
"Huh?"
Elder Hu was shocked and moved, with a look of disbelief on his face. Although he also saw that this golden talisman was not trivial, he never thought that it could be equal to his own corpse talisman.
But this guy is not a simple person. Seeing that Ghost Claw can't win, he snorted, flicked his sleeves, and a gray light flew out from the sleeves.
After the ghost claw was absorbed, it exploded with a bang and turned into countless gray-white air balls. Lin Xuan was startled as to what kind of weird magical power this was.
Although he didn't know much about the Corpse Talisman, since it was a world-famous evil thing, Lin Xuan didn't dare to take it lightly.
"combine!"
I saw Elder Hu stretching out his withered right hand and tapping twice wildly in front of him. Those gray-white air masses gathered together again like thousands of waves flowing into the sea.
The color became even paler, bursts of shrill ghost roars were heard, and a corpse dragon more than ten feet long appeared.
Lin Xuan's expression turned cold. This was not a similar thing transformed with a magical weapon. Although the body of the dragon was broken, the corpse energy soaring to the sky was flowing out. It was probably very different from a real ghost like the underworld.
The corpse dragon opened its bloody mouth and spit out gray-white corpse fire. Although Lin Xuan was surprised, he was not afraid at all and controlled the golden giant hand to meet it.
To cope with all changes by remaining unchanged, the jade fantasy fire in the golden hand ignited blazingly.
laugh……
As soon as the two flames came into contact, although the corpse fire was coming fiercely, it was obviously outmatched and retreated steadily.
This time, Elder Hu's face was really ugly. He knew exactly how powerful this corpse fire was. Even if it was not as powerful as the natal infant fire of those old monsters, it was definitely more than enough to deal with the monks in the Condensation Stage.
Refining the opponent's magic weapon is not a difficult task.
But when he came into contact with the strange green flame of the other party, it was as if he had encountered a natural enemy, which made him take a breath of cold air.
But while the other party was frightened, his eyes remained calm, as if he had some back-up plan. Although Lin Xuan was young, he had a lot of experience in fighting with others. These slight expressions fell into his eyes, and his heart moved, and then the corner of his mouth
He tilted his head slightly, turning a blind eye, reaching out his hand, patting the storage bag on his waist, and a green jade flute was sacrificed.
Green light circulated on Lin Xuan's body, and a magic spell was struck on it.
However, at the moment when he was casting the spell with all his strength, an idea suddenly flashed about ten feet in front of him. The concealment method of the short and fat monk was indeed amazing, and he actually sneaked into such a close place silently.
This person had a simple and honest expression, but now his face was full of anger. He opened his mouth, sprayed lightly, and a purple light flashed, then disappeared.
Flying needle magic weapon?
Lin Xuan's face changed wildly. Even he was caught off guard by this attack. The number of things in the shape of flying needles, let alone magic weapons, was very small.
Otherwise, although the power of magic weapons is mainly related to the materials, refining techniques, and cultivation time, if the size is too small, you will also suffer losses during a fight.
But blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and if flying needles are used for sneak attacks, there will be no disadvantage.
The short and fat monk didn't have any extraordinary powers when fighting alone, but when he cooperated with his brother and attacked from the side, many famous masters fell into his hands.
Lin Xuan's magical powers are quite extraordinary. The pudgy monk was not completely sure of this attack, but he could still do it by making him scramble and create opportunities for his elder brother.
It's a pity that this time he was happy too early.
As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole stalks the cicada. The squat monk's concealment skills are indeed superb, but compared to Yue'er, they are slightly inferior.
After all, Yin Hun is already more talented in this area. He is waiting for Lin Xuan to reveal his flaws, so why not Yue'er?
The moment he sprayed out the "Purple Lightning Shadowless Needle", a few feet away to the left, the air swayed like water waves.
Yue'er's delicate body appeared, and with a flick of her finger, two cold rays of light were cast like electricity...
The short and fat monk didn't even have time to react. The two cold lights had already arrived in front of him, and circled his neck gently. Blood gushed out, and a big one rolled to the ground like a watermelon.
It's a pity that he once used sneak attacks to cause the death of many monks, but now he has followed in the same footsteps.
Lin Xuan's face showed neither surprise nor joy. He and Yue'er already had a spiritual connection, and the flashy scene had actually been in his mind for a long time.
Although the Purple Lightning Shadowless Needle has lost its owner, it is still a psychic treasure. Its castration has not slowed down at all, and it still flies like Lin Xuan.
The speed was so fast that Lin Xuan no longer had time to use his interception methods, but he did not panic at all. Although the needle-type magic weapon was a little aggressive and very sharp, Lin Xuan was confident about the defensive power of the ancient rune shield.
Turning a blind eye, a breath of spiritual energy sprayed on the jade flute in front of him.
The treasure immediately stretched and turned into a giant python as thick as a bucket. The snake raised its head and spat out a large mouthful of dark green mist like the corpse dragon.
Lin Xuan was not worried that the giant hand transformed from the golden talisman would be invincible, but the talisman was magical, and Lin Xuan did not want all its spiritual power to be wasted here.
"Seventh brother!"
When Elder Hu saw that the short and fat monk's body and head were separated, his expression was naturally extremely ugly. Although he could not be said to be blind, his eyes also flashed with a fierce light of hatred.
But this old guy's city is not trivial, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to work as a spy in the Spiritual Medicine Mountain for hundreds of years. Although he was sad, he was also very afraid of Lin Xuan, especially the sudden appearance of the girl in white, which made him even more worried.
Gasped.
It's not like he has never seen ghosts at the level of ghost kings, but this boy named Lin can actually control them. He still underestimates him.
The more he fights, the more heartbroken he becomes. So far, this terrible boy has not sacrificed his life magic weapon. In other words, he has not yet used his full strength.
His original contempt has been put away at this moment. Fame is not as good as meeting him. This round of fighting with Lin Xuan made him truly understand the terrifying aspect of this young sect leader.
As the beloved disciple of the Demon Lord, Tian Xiaojian has a very high reputation among the younger generation, but if his prediction is correct, he may be slightly inferior to Lin Xuan.
Elder Hu took a deep breath. Although he regretted the death of his seventh brother, if he was not careful, he might also die from it.
Naturally, this kind of result was something he didn't want to see. After a slight hesitation, he took out another treasure from his arms. Lin Xuan looked at it intently, but his expression became extremely weird.