I saw cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the huge black rock in front of me, from shallow to deep, and the gravel fell down.
In an instant, the Yin Qi surged, and a black light shot out from the rock, dispersing Lin Xuan's method of picking the elixir.
The young man's face then darkened.
The roaring sound became more and more shrill.
There were screams before someone died, the roars of monsters, and all kinds of weird sounds intertwined together, which was creepy.
The sky also became very dark, and the thick black fog escaped from the rocks. There were many ghosts in the fog, and the terrifying and violent atmosphere made people go crazy.
Even the resentment in the Hundred Soul Banner was far inferior to what kind of ghost it was. Lin Xuan's face showed a hint of solemnity. He originally thought that the elixir of heaven and earth was protected by a monster, but unexpectedly it was a ghost.
With such heavy resentment, I don’t know how many cultivators have died here.
Lin Xuan once read a legend about this situation in a book.
The elixir of heaven and earth has always been fought over by monks and monsters, because whether it is taken by humans or monsters, it is of great benefit to the improvement of cultivation.
The dead cultivators who fought for the elixir of heaven and earth, some reentered reincarnation, and some left their souls here because they were full of resentment. Thousands of years later, they became fierce ghosts through cultivation and guarded the elixir here, so that they could not get it.
, and don’t let others pick it off.
The same goes for monsters.
The ghostly figures flying out of the thick fog at this moment are the souls of monks and monsters that have fallen here over the past thousands of years.
Roar!
Under the shrill wind, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. It seemed that there was no way to take advantage of it. If he wanted to pick the elixir, he had to remove the ghost in front of him first.
Lin Xuan took out a talisman from his arms, driven by spiritual power, the talisman burned, and two big gold characters appeared in the air - Break Evil!
This talisman is of auxiliary nature, but it is very useful against ghosts and ghosts.
Golden light flashed, and the two demon souls that rushed towards them screamed, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.
But Lin Xuan was not relaxed. These were just the two weakest among the evil ghosts, and the evil-breaking talisman only drove away a little bit of the thick fog.
Those evil ghosts were flying around, howling and swooping up from time to time. Lin Xuan had already launched his flying sword. Although the evil ghosts were intangible, the flying swords containing spiritual power could still kill them easily.
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At the same time, the killing in Xiyue Stream was coming to an end. Most of the monks who entered here had been killed by the Huoling Sect, and only a few with profound magic power and alert minds were still left in the world.
"Haha, little girl, you are dead. If you obediently present the Qiu Shui Sword and become the uncle's dual cultivation cauldron, I will let you live."
Xiang Wu laughed wildly, with a malicious look in his eyes, and looked at the girl's beautiful figure. This Qin Yan really deserves the reputation of the fairy in the clouds, and she is really good-looking.
In the sky, a blue light and a ray of golden light are flying up and down, chasing endlessly...
After listening to the other party's words, Qin Yan's beautiful face showed a trace of shame and anger. Damn it, a dignified cultivator in the foundation-building stage was so shameless.
But when she heard the words "Shuangxiu Cauldron", she felt panic in her heart. If she was really caught by the opponent, she would not be able to survive. She would not be able to survive.
I originally thought I could successfully escape using the teleportation talisman, but I didn't expect that the other party was good at tracking. He was like a maggot attached to a bone and could not be shaken off no matter how hard he tried.
In the end, a fight is inevitable. Qin Yan is quite proud of her own strength, but that shameless guy is a master in the foundation building stage...
Xiang Wu did not kill, but used the golden ring sword to fight with Qin Yan. His intention was very clear, to capture the opponent alive after draining her spiritual power.
With Qin Yan's ice and snow intelligence, how could the other party's intentions not be clear? The longer it drags on, the worse it will be for herself. It seems that she has to use the last magic weapon.
Qin Yan took out a small blue bead from the storage ring. It was only as big as a longan and looked unremarkable on the surface.
"Haha, little girl, just keep your hands tied!"
The golden ring sword swung open the Qiu Shui Sword and stabbed Qin Yan. In mid-air, Xiang Wu fired a magic spell. Several beams of yellow light shot on the sword and he uttered the true words: "Transform."
Suddenly, the spiritual weapon radiated golden light, twisted and transformed, turning into the shape of a one-horned python.
This ability to change the shape of a spiritual weapon can only be used by monks above the foundation level. In a short period of time, the power of the spiritual weapon can be increased by 20 to 30%.
However, there was no fear on Qin Yan's face. She even removed the shield. Holding the blue bead in her left hand, all the spiritual energy in her body surged in.
Her strange behavior made Xiang Wu startled for a moment, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. No matter how capable this girl was, she was only in her agility stage and could not pose a threat to herself.
Xiang Wu's face was filled with excitement at the thought of getting the ultimate spiritual weapon Qiushui Sword and a beautiful dual cultivation cauldron.
In the blink of an eye, the golden python was in front of the girl.
Only then did Qin Yan throw up the bead.
A piece of brilliant blue light was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes. In the blue light, countless rays of lightning shot out. Feeling the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, the relief and pride on Xiang Wu's face disappeared, replaced by a look of horror.
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"This...this spell."
He is very familiar with the spell in front of him. Palm Thunder is one of the high-level spells that can only be cast by monks with Foundation Establishment and above. He can also do it.
But the problem is that this spiritual power fluctuation is too terrifying, and it is completely different from the movement when I use it. Is it possible that someone who can possess this kind of thunder in the palm is... a monk in the pill condensation stage?
A blue electric light swept across, and the golden python that was majestic just now was immediately knocked out. It trembled and fell from the sky, revealing the prototype of the golden ring sword.
What was just a suspicion just now, Xiang Wu Ze is now certain that what is sealed in this blue bead must be the thunder in the palm of the monk who is in the elixir condensation stage.