Six hundred and fortieth chapters hot hand to destroy the enemy
Chapter 643: Destroy the enemy with a ruthless hand
Winter turns to spring, time passes by, and another year passes before you know it.
Lin Xuan's practice went very smoothly. After more than three hundred days of sacrifice, the demon infant's body was finally completely stable.
The golden elixir has also grown to its limit. Now, as long as he is willing, he can immediately start condensing the Nascent Soul. Of course, there is a prerequisite: he has enough Tianchen elixir in his hand.
Therefore, Lin Xuan decided to wait a while before finding the earth fire that could refine this magical medicine.
After all, he is not yet a hundred years old, so there is no need to rush to condense the Nascent Soul.
Either don't do it, or you have to be completely sure. Lin Xuan doesn't want to fail and have to do it again, not to mention there are other things to do, first fuse the corpse infant.
Just as he was thinking this, Lin Xuan suddenly moved his eyebrows, and there were two powerful auras approaching here quickly.
A monk at the stage of condensation!
It's still several miles away from the island, but the target is obviously here.
Lin Xuan's face couldn't help but darken. In such a wild and dangerous place, with the surrounding swamps and many murderous intentions, who could sneak in here after being full?
Could it be... a monk from the Ning family?
Speaking of which, he had killed their ancestor years ago, but there had been no news from the other party, which made Lin Xuan a little strange. He only came to check now. The time gap between them was too far.
Of course, Lin Xuan was not in the mood to find out the reason. In a flash, he disappeared from the place without a trace.
"Senior brother, our ancestor said last time that he would need about a year to retreat. Now it has been nearly thirty days. Why is there no news at all?" A monk in gray cloth robes said with a worried look on his face.
"Hmph, you ask me, how do I know? Not to mention the ancestor, even the young master has not been in contact with the family for a long time. In the meantime, be sure not to make any mistakes." The other person was dressed similarly,
But the clothes he was wearing were red.
"It's wrong, it's impossible. The ancestor has successfully transformed into a corpse demon. His cultivation level is even better than that of the monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul. What's more, in this corpse qi swamp, the magical power has a bonus effect. Looking at it,
On Xuankong Island, unless the master of the Demon You Sect or the great elder of the Haoran Sect comes in person, who can do anything to the ancestor?"
"That's true." The monk in red nodded, but there was a trace of solemnity on his face: "But I heard that the ancestor's practice of the Heavenly Corpse Transformation Technique was not always smooth sailing. Something went wrong once, so he had to stay in the corpse.
In Qi Swamp, you must advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul to break through the restrictions. I'm afraid..."
At this point, his voice lowered, but the gray-shirted monk suddenly became moved: "Senior brother, are you afraid that the ancestor will be too impatient and hit the bottleneck and misfire?"
"Hmm." The red-clothed monk was deeply worried. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly seemed to feel something. A ferocious look appeared on his face, and he yelled: "Who? Which guy is hiding aside and eavesdropping on us?"
Before he finished speaking, a ray of green light fell from the sky. The beam of light connected from the sky to the ground, and was extremely majestic. The two alchemy monks felt a terrible pressure, making them fall downwards.
"This is……"
The two of them were shocked. The mana in their bodies was flowing non-stop, and they finally managed to stabilize their bodies.
However, both of them were livid, and they even showed faint expressions of fear.
Could this spiritual pressure and momentum be that of a Nascent Soul cultivator?
But the ancestor obviously lives here, where has he gone?
There is a vague premonition in my heart. As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Since there are other old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage here, could it be that the ancestor has been killed?
They were shocked, angry and anxious, but on the surface, the two of them did not dare to show the slightest disrespect. Instead, they stabilized their bodies and bowed, with smiles on their faces.
"Junior doesn't know that senior lives here in seclusion and has no intention of breaking in. I hope you don't mind." The monk in red bent down deeply, the expression on his face was extremely respectful. As he spoke, he secretly looked at Lin Xuan's face.
It's a pity that his pretentiousness is useless.
Lin Xuanyin had been nearby for some time and had heard the conversation between the two clearly, so he naturally knew that they were immortal cultivators from the Ning family.
"You are still glib when you are about to die." There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.
After hearing this, the two knew that a disaster was coming. They looked at each other and said, "Let's go!"
It turns into two escaping lights of different colors, and the laser images are in opposite directions.
The purpose is very simple. If you go separately, you will be easily defeated by each one. But when facing the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage, even if you join forces, there is no chance of winning. Instead, it is better to go separate ways. It all depends on luck. Maybe someone can escape.
The idea seems right, but it is too naive.
Lin Xuan's current cultivation level is even better than that of the old monster in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
After sneering, he raised his right hand, flicked his index finger, and several streaks of cyan sword energy shot out from his sleeve.
"go!"
Lin Xuan pointed, and the sword energy suddenly connected in a line, like lightning piercing the sky, chasing behind the monk in red.
The speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he was already in front of him.
The man was so frightened that he quickly raised his hand and offered up a talisman. After the talisman burned, it turned into an oval golden ball of light and enveloped him.
"It's actually a diamond talisman. The Ning family is quite wealthy."
Lin Xuan was a little interested, and wanted to try out his magical power. This talisman was a metallic earth-level talisman. Its defensive power was also well-known, and it was worth thousands of crystals.
As his thoughts moved, the sword light became more urgent and struck hard.
In an instant, green light and golden light flickered. A few seconds later, there was a crisp explosion. The light shield was broken, but the sword light also disappeared.
Lin Xuan had a look of satisfaction on his face. If he had not used a magic weapon just a year ago, he probably would not have been able to break through the metallic earth shield with just the light of his sword. It seems that after cultivating the Demon Infant and stabilizing it, his magical power will be improved.
It has also increased significantly.
"Senior, have mercy on me."
The monk in red had knelt down. He also knew that no matter what, he would not be able to escape. In terms of fear of death, he was on par with the young master of the Ning family.
Lin Xuan was naturally not merciful, and a sword light popped out, killing him.
However, it was said that during this delay, the gray-robed monk had already escaped dozens of miles away. This man's magical power was not as good as that of his brother, but in terms of escaping skills, his strength was exactly the same.
However, he did not dare to delay for a moment. The enemy was an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage. As long as he could not escape from the swamp, he could not be said to be safe.
Most of the ancestors have died. This matter is a bit troublesome. We must report it to the head of the family as soon as possible to discuss countermeasures.
Just as the man was thinking in frustration, a terrifying spiritual pressure fell from the sky, and a few feet away in front of him, a ball of light also appeared out of thin air.
Lin Xuan was looming inside.
"Run, where can you run to?"
Lin Xuan's face was full of smiles. Now that he is here, there is only one way... to the Netherworld!