Lin Xuan's expression was extremely exciting, and his brows were filled with gloom.
How could something so terrifying appear here?
"Yue'er, have you made a mistake? Shouldn't the calamity cloud only occur when cultivators in the separation and union stage ascend?" Lin Xuan spoke one word at a time.
"My little maid, I hope I'm wrong, but looking at the scene in front of me, I'm almost certain." The girl sighed quietly, and a somewhat helpless voice reached her ears.
"Can……"
"I know what the young master wants to say, but according to ancient books, this situation is also possible. You also know that except for the old monsters in the late stage of clutching, it is actually very difficult for monks in the early and middle stages of clutching to successfully overcome the tribulation. Most of them are in the natural tribulation.
The ashes and smoke are destroyed, and depending on the cultivation level and the treasure, the support time is also very different, so it appears that the huge spiritual power in the calamity cloud has not been fully released at all."
"Generally speaking, after the tribulation monk dies, the clouds of tribulation will slowly dissipate as time goes by. The spiritual energy scattered around will transform the surrounding area into a good spiritual place."
"Ah?" Lin Xuan was greatly surprised. He didn't expect that some spiritual veins were produced in this way.
"However, the laws of heaven and earth are the most wonderful. Sometimes, due to some unexpected reasons, the calamity clouds will not disperse, but will slowly become spiritual..."
"Psychic?" Lin Xuan is considered well-informed, but what the little girl said is unheard of.
"Yes, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon will produce wonderful changes with the remaining spiritual power in the clouds. Just like flowers, plants and trees can channel spirits and cultivate immortality, the situation of Jie Yun is similar..."
Ouch!
Before Yue'er could finish her words, a huge roar reached her ears.
"Master...Uncle."
Wu Yun'er's face was earth-colored. Looking along her gaze, the red cloud surged and turned into a monster.
Centipede!
It is more than ten feet long. At first glance, it is a terrifying giant centipede. Its body is red and there is a faint fire coming out, but on its head, there is the face of a beautiful woman.
The centipede's beautiful features and beautiful eyes make it look extremely scary and weird, reflecting its ugly body.
This thing is neither a spiritual insect nor a monster, but a monster created by Jie Yun's channeling. I don't know how intelligent it is?
However, judging from the spiritual pressure, it is equivalent to that of an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Lin Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that this calamity cloud did not have much spiritual power left at that time.
Monsters can be killed, let alone fighting with them, even trying to escape will become a luxury.
If it was just this level, I would still be sure to fight.
Lin Xuan thought secretly.
"Master, don't be careless. The monsters transformed by Jie Yun are completely different from humans and monsters of the same level."
"Well, I understand."
Even if Yue'er didn't say anything, Lin Xuan didn't dare to look down upon it. The monster in front of him had a faint red light. It seemed that it should have been a type of fire-attributed catastrophe.
As we all know, there are five elements in heaven and earth.
Metal, wood, water, fire and earth!
This also coincides with the monk's spiritual roots and the attributes of his skills.
The same goes for the catastrophe.
Among all the catastrophes, the catastrophe of fire attribute and the thunder catastrophe evolved from metal are the most terrifying. Even if you are a cultivator in the late stage of clutching, if you are unlucky and encounter a catastrophe of this kind of attribute, and you don’t have any
Several heaven-defying treasures are also likely to perish.
Although there is not much mana left in the calamity cloud, after all, the spirit has become a monster. How can Lin Xuan dare to look down upon it?
"Yun'er, please step back. You can't help in a battle of this level. Just be careful not to get involved." Lin Xuan did not dare to look back. His consciousness had locked onto the monster and he spoke slowly.
"Yes, uncle."
Although Wu Yun'er didn't know what the human-faced centipede in front of him was, he also understood that it was definitely not something he could handle. He quickly spoke obediently, moved his steps lightly, and retreated more than ten feet away, and then put out a brocade handkerchief-like centipede. He raised the magic weapon and protected his whole body. Then he felt relieved and looked ahead.
Now that he knows that this human-faced centipede is no small matter, Lin Xuan will certainly not be polite to it. As the saying goes, strike first to gain advantage, strike later to suffer disaster...
With a flick of his sleeves, a green line of fire flew out. With a slight flip, the diameter suddenly increased to about a foot, and the bright green light struck the opposite side.
Needless to say, it is the poisonous fire that Lin Xuan has been cultivating for nearly a hundred years.
Although the five elements are said to be mutually reinforcing and incompatible, if their attributes are the same, the stronger one will naturally have the upper hand.
Lin Xuan had full confidence in the green fantasy fire, so he had the idea of using fire to defeat fire.
Of course, it is also a tentative attack to test the opponent's magical power.
A fierce look flashed across the face of the human-faced centipede, and when it opened its mouth, a thin line of fire spurted out. After leaving the mouth, it swelled to the thickness of an arm, and in an instant, it collided with the green fantasy fire.
The sound of chichi reached the ears, and the flames spouted by the monster were bright red in color, which was very different from Lin Xuan's poisonous flames. The two flames were intertwined and devoured each other. The faint green fantasy fire actually fell behind. .
How can this be?
Lin Xuan was stunned. Ever since he practiced the mysterious witchcraft of the Black Moon Clan, although he did not dare to say that he was invincible, even the existence of the late Nascent Soul was very afraid of the Bihuan Fire, but this seemed inconspicuous. of flames...
The fire of the Heavenly Tribulation is indeed no small matter. This is because the spiritual power inside has been exhausted. If it were at its peak... Lin Xuan finally understood why those old monsters in the separation and separation period could not support each other in the Heavenly Tribulation.
Licking his tongue.
Lin Xuan's thoughts moved slightly, and a short sword swam out from his sleeve.
Needless to say, it is Qing Huo.
Lin Xuan's face was full of solemnity, his hands kept flying like butterflies in flowers, and he fired several spells of different colors in succession.
The majestic spiritual power is injected into the magic weapon.
"disease!"
Lin Xuan stretched out a finger and pointed forward slowly.
Green light circulated, and dazzling light was released from the dagger. In the halo, a shadow gradually blurred, and then a bird about a foot long appeared in sight.
It has sharp teeth and claws, exuding majestic coercion.
Needless to say, nature is the method of transformation.
Although the soul of the demonic beast is not sealed in the Green Fire Sword, it is still easy for it to transform into the image of a bird or beast with Lin Xuan's magical power.
The bird's wings spread out, as if they were separated from the strings, and turned into a green light and flew forward.
But the green fantasy fire can no longer hold on and is retreating steadily.
Lin Xuan's face darkened and he tapped his left hand lightly.
The green fireball flashed and exploded, forcing the fire of calamity back a little. Taking advantage of this moment, it quickly broke away from the confrontation and turned around to fly this way.
There was a hint of sneer on the corner of the human-faced centipede's mouth, and he refused to let it go. With a burst of fire on his cheek, the fire of heavenly tribulation turned into dozens of fiery snakes as thick as a thumb, and followed him from behind.
Lin Xuan's face darkened, and without thinking too much, he stretched out his hand, flicked his fingers, and green sword energy appeared one after another, rising to a length of about ten feet in the face of the storm, and slashed hard with an overwhelming momentum.
However, those fire snakes regarded them as nothing, and as soon as the green sword energy hit them, they were turned into nothingness by the flames.
Lin Xuan originally just wanted to block it, but he couldn't even do that. The power of the fire of heavenly tribulation was far higher than he imagined.
In desperation, he had no choice but to stretch out his hand, pat his waist, and took out more than ten talismans in a row.
Unlike other Nascent Soul monks, Lin Xuan attaches great importance to the Talisman, because in battle, this kind of treasure does not need to consume its own mana, but can be cast instantly, which is really useful!
However, there are advantages and disadvantages. Because the production success rate of high-level talismans is extremely low, the price is outrageous, which also makes ordinary people stunned.
For example, each talisman in Lin Xuan's hands can be sold for seven to eight thousand crystals in the market. If you add these dozen together, you can buy a high-quality magic weapon without any problem.
Not to mention low-level immortal cultivators, even the Yuanying old monster is reluctant to part with it.
However, Lin Xuan didn't care about that. Every time he went to a large market, he had to buy various high-end talismans. Once Lin Xuan had a rich net worth, he could afford them.
Secondly, he had tasted the benefits of talismans in several battles. He said that when he faced the Garo Ancient Demon on Demon Spirit Island, if he didn't have dozens or hundreds of defensive talismans, how could he have withstood the effects of the Heart-corrupting Demon Peach?
, I am afraid that his soul has returned to the underworld long ago.
Although the sky-high price of crystals makes people feel a little pained, it is nothing compared to a small life. Lin Xuan naturally knows clearly what is more important and more important. When it is time to be generous, he must not be stingy.
With a shake of his left hand, he had sacrificed the dozen or so talismans. The dazzling spiritual light dazzled people's eyes, and dozens of snow-white apes appeared in the light.
The temperature dropped suddenly, and it was useless to use fire to defeat the fire. Lin Xuan had no choice but to use the water attribute talisman.
The white ape was formed by the condensation of cold air. After it appeared, it immediately used all its limbs to turn into white frightening rainbows and rushed towards the fire of the tribulation.
The popping sound reached the ears, and as soon as they hit the fire snake, the white apes were vaporized, looking like moths flying into the flame, but they were not without some use.
After all, it is a talisman worth nearly 100,000 crystal stones.
The speed of tracking by the Fire of Heavenly Tribulation was finally blocked.
And that's enough.
The green fantasy fire and the spiritual bird transformed from the fairy sword met in the middle, and the two collided together. Lin Xuan's hands were constantly changing, and the two suddenly merged into one.
The body of the spiritual bird swelled in size, and its feathers were ignited with miserable green poisonous flames. It screamed loudly and once again looked like the poisonous snakes transformed by the fire of heavenly tribulation and pounced on it.
In the sky, dozens of fiery snakes as thick as a thumb began to fight with a spiritual bird whose body was burning with blue flames.
Claws tore, beaks to peck, snakes to bite, and the flames flashed endlessly.
The combined power of the Green Fire Sword and the Green Fantasy Fire finally managed to block the fire of the Heavenly Tribulation, and they were evenly matched.
Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. There was still very little spiritual power left in the calamity cloud. It was hard to imagine what it would be like during the real Thirty-nine Small Heavenly Calamities, with flames all over the sky falling like rain, accompanied by other various attacks.