Seeing the other party's actions, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and revealed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
This Huang-browed Master is a bit underestimating his enemy.
No wonder, although he suffered a lot at the hands of Lin Xuan, deep down in his heart, he always felt that it was because he was too sharp with magic weapons. As for other magical powers, he didn't pay much attention to them.
After all, there was only one level difference between the mid-term and the late stage, but the strength was actually quite different. He didn't take Lin Xuan seriously at all.
The old monster Jin is the real enemy!
Master Huang Mei's idea is not wrong, but it's a pity that Lin Xuan is not comparable to monks of the same level.
That banana fan is really a top-notch treasure, otherwise Lin Xuan would not keep it for his own use.
On the surface, the two strange winds of different colors were not very eye-catching. However, when they were only a few feet away from the real Huangmei Master, a burst of light suddenly flashed, transforming into two dragons, one black and one white.
At the same time, a ferocious aura came out, and Master Huang Mei was shocked. At this time, it was too late to hide, and the protective spiritual light alone could not stop the two ferocious dragons from tearing apart.
However, he was worthy of being a great monk who had been famous for hundreds of years. Naturally, he could not sit still and wait for death. He took a deep breath and spit out a flame as thick as an arm from his mouth.
This is the natal infant fire that he has cultivated for countless years.
After leaving the mouth, it immediately turned into a blazing curtain of fire, blocking the way of the two dragons.
The crackling sound reached the ears. As soon as the two dragons entered the fire curtain, they were immediately turned into nothingness. However, the expression of Huang Meiren was not good. This was not an ordinary infant fire. There was still some essence and blood in it, otherwise it would not have happened.
It has such terrifying power.
The great monk felt relieved and was about to escape from the light and fly away when suddenly something happened that he had never expected.
The golden-horned fire python beast let out a shrill cry, then turned and trembled in mid-air with a painful expression. The flames on its surface turned into a strange green, and then the bird burst out of its belly.
"How is this possible? Although this beast is not of a high level, it is born with the ability to restrain all kinds of demonic flames. It was also very effective when fighting against the Snow Fox King in the past. This guy..."
Just as he turned this thought in his mind, the spiritual bird transformed from the green fantasy fire had already rushed in front of him. There was no way to hide. In desperation, Huangmei Zhenren had no choice but to push forward with one palm. Of course, on the entire palm,
They are all wrapped in a thick layer of spiritual light.
The two collided together, and the light flickered non-stop. The spiritual light in Huangmei Zhenren's hand was quickly weakened, and a painful expression appeared on his face.
After he groaned, just as he was about to use other spells, the green phantom fire suddenly surged and enveloped him in it.
Huang-mei Zhenren was shocked and angry, and his body couldn't help but stagnate. However, Old Monster Jin would not let go of this moment's delay, and he rushed over quickly.
I saw him waving his hands, the spells constantly changing on his fingertips, and then he opened his mouth, and a golden light shot out.
Lin Xuan could clearly see that the golden light was a dagger, about half a foot long. Instead of attacking the opponent, it circled around Old Monster Jin's arm and cut off half of his arm.
The secret of self-mutilation!
Such magical powers are generally not trivial.
Of course, the monk would not be able to use it easily, after all, the price paid was too high, but Old Monster Jin was willing to give up his life span, so naturally this body was nothing.
Anyway, I won't survive long after using the red pink skull talisman.
Then Old Monster Jin spat out a mouthful of essence and blood without any hesitation, and wrapped the severed arm together. The two quickly merged, and a terrifying and ferocious aura came out.
In the bloody light, the severed arm transformed into a strange-looking magic weapon.
At first glance, it looks a bit like a mace, but upon closer inspection, you find a sharp ax blade embedded in it.
Old Monster Jin held the treasure with one hand, swaying slightly, and rushed forward. He waved his right hand and smashed it down.
The real Huangmei was still wrapped in the green fantasy fire. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but lose his mind.
There is no hiding!
But this guy is indeed a ruthless character. Under the ferocious magic, his cheeks bulged, and the spiritual energy in his body began to surge crazily.
"This is...not good!"
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but feel terrified. Two old monsters wanted to fight to the death, but he had no interest in being harmed by Chi Yu.
When he poured all his mana into the black gold dragon armor shield, he simultaneously used the Nine Heavens Microstep and retreated backwards at a jaw-dropping speed.
This kind of magical power is only slightly inferior to teleportation. Lin Xuan escaped nearly a hundred feet away with a slight thought.
A loud rumbling sound came from behind. Seeing that he could not avoid it, Huangmei Zhenren actually exploded his body. The spiritual power contained in the body of a great monk was naturally extraordinary, even though the exercises practiced by Old Monster Jin had extremely abnormal defense.
, unable to withstand it, countless red bloodshot threads pierced through his body like sharp arrows.
Lin Xuan sighed, without his help, Old Monster Jin would never be a match for Huang Mei Zhenren, but now this lose-lose ending is naturally the most beneficial to him.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
The snipe and the clam quarreled, and the fisherman profited. Not to mention Lin Xuan's cold-bloodedness, he had no friendship with these two old monsters.
Then Lin Xuan saw an inch-large Nascent Soul escaping from the bloody light.
Master Huang Mei doesn't want to die like this. As long as he finds a suitable body, he can regain his body.
This time it was really a case of stealing the chicken but losing the rice. Could it be that the old monster released the news of the heavy treasure just to lure himself into the game?
It’s nothing but fiction!
He thought viciously, looked at Lin Xuan with a look full of hatred, and then used the teleportation technique.
Of course, Lin Xuan would not let him escape. He took out the treasure with the magical power of space again, and with a single wave, he broke the opponent's spell.
Nascent Soul stumbled out, with a trace of panic finally showing on his face, and beside him, a more scorched monster appeared.
Corpse demon!
Lin Xuan had already secretly released this monster in order to ambush Huang Meiren Nascent Soul.
The demon opened its mouth, and a pale flame spurted out. Then it danced with its hands, and countless claw shadows appeared in the air. Lin Xuan also activated his spiritual thoughts, causing the green phantom fire to turn into thousands of tiny hair-like flames, like a big net.
Covered up.
Nascent Soul was horrified. He did not dare to take these attacks head-on. A trace of determination appeared on his face, and his entire body suddenly became transparent, and then disappeared from the place without a trace.
Lin Xuan was confused about what secret technique this was, but the corpse demon moved strangely. It was not that Lin Xuan was controlled, but that this guy acted instinctively, raising his hands flat, and several tentacles spread out from the demon arms...