A trace of divine consciousness imprint was deeply imprinted on this huge net, and then, Lin Xuan's body trembled slightly, and the purest essence blood was slowly extracted by him and incorporated into the Buddha realm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sanskrit chanting, above the Medicine Sutra, Sanskrit Yin Dao, but it turned into a wisp of gold and integrated into the essence of blood.

Lin Xuan didn't expect that there would be such an effect, and his own blood would be able to resonate with the Medicine Master Sutra, thus attracting the Sanskrit chanting of the Medicine Master Sutra and turning into a golden thread into this essence blood.

When Lin Xuan shot the essence blood into the transparent silk net, suddenly, a feeling of blood connection came, it was a transparent net half a zhang in size, but at this moment, it was flashing with a trace of golden light, and then it seemed to merge into the transparent silk thread and disappeared.

Lin Xuan made a move with one hand, and suddenly the transparent silk net that was as light as a cicada's wings fell into Lin Xuan's hand.

In Lin Xuan's eyes, this net already has a trace of spirituality, and it really deserves to be at the level of heaven and earth, although I don't know how this wire net should be divided into levels, but it is fused with a trace of the Golden Silk of the Medicine Master's Sutra, as well as his own essence and blood in it, it must have a trace of the ability to recover slowly, and this transformation mud is invulnerable to water and fire, full of toughness, and it is used to instantly restrain the opponent, and it must be caught.

Moreover, this silk net, there is no shadow to be seen, and Lin Xuan dragged it in his hand, but it was as if he could not see a trace, and there was nothing, which was what Lin Xuan was most satisfied with.

"I'll give you a name, this is my first real spiritual weapon, you came from the transformation mud, but you were born without a shadow and formless, like a trace, it's called Tianluo Trace. ”

Brush, driven by Lin Xuan's divine sense, this day Luo Trace disappeared in Lin Xuan's hand in an instant, the next moment, disappeared without a trace, and then the next moment, in mid-air, a spirit sword wanted to burst out, but it was directly shrouded by that day Luo Trace, Lin Xuan's divine sense tightened, and suddenly that day Luo Trace also contracted, wrapping the spirit sword firmly.

Lin Xuan pinched the spirit trick in his hand, and in the spirit sword, there was an extremely clear cry, and the fire phoenix sword spirit appeared, but he found that he was wrapped in a wire net, and he immediately ignited the fire, wanting to burn the silk thread, and kept inciting his wings, wanting to break out of the shackles of the wire net.

I saw that the wire net was constantly being pulled up by the impact, but it could not be torn off, and the flame of the fire, burning on the wire net, could not work at all, and the sound was screaming, but it was like a fierce and mournful roar.

Lin Xuan pinched the magic trick in his hand, and suddenly Tianluo was lost in the sky, and he put it away, turning into a silk net and integrating it into his palm.

And at this moment, Lin Xuan sacrificed this Tianluo Trace again, threw it into the air, and then flipped his palm, and the Fire Phoenix Spirit Sword appeared in his hand, and immediately slashed out.

Although it was controlled by the divine sense, within the Buddha Realm, Lin Xuan's actions were no different from the outside world, and he wanted to try how much impact Luo Lost could withstand this day.

"Green Silk Dividing Wave Sword, Triple Heaven. Superimposed "Bang bang bang, three huge waves of spiritual power, violently agitated, exploded out, and directly hit the Tianluo Trace Net in mid-air.

Agitating, constantly distorting, the ten thousand sword lights directly turned the Luo Trace into more than a zhang, but it did not break at all, and the careful Lin Xuan found that on the silk thread, a trace of gold was constantly rendered, but it was as if he was repairing this silk net. "Okay, excellent, this Tianluo Trace, can withstand a blow from the Xuantian level or above, and the most rare thing is that since it has been integrated into his own essence and blood, he has been able to integrate a trace of the golden thread condensed by the medicine master into it, this first form is the Trace of Tianluo, so make the second change." “

Boom, the entire fire of divine consciousness burned again, and with a movement of his mind, Luo Trace directly pulled out a silk thread in an instant, and then continued to extract, and turned into a circle of silk threads, and then it was like weaving clothes again, brushing and brushing, one by one, the silk threads danced rapidly, and then interspersed left and right, gradually, in Lin Xuan's eyes, a transparent and thin clothing like cicada wings appeared in mid-air.

The half-zhang-sized Tianluo Trace Net can naturally be reduced to a fitting piece of clothing.

That's right, Lin Xuan now used his divine sense to manipulate the silk thread extracted from this transformation mud and weave it into a transparent piece of clothing like cicada wings, and each silk thread is impermeable, and it is completely a transparent garment.

When the last silk thread was integrated into the clothes, Lin Xuan used the fire of divine consciousness to finally smelt it, and then under the movement of divine consciousness, the clothes with weak cicada wings were close to Lin Xuan's body, and the green robe on his body was still a green robe, but no one could see it, and there was still an extra transparent robe outside.

"It's better to wear it underneath. ”

Lin Xuan's consciousness moved, and the green robe on his body flew, but he took it off, and then the clothes with weak cicada wings were put on closely, and then the green robe was put on again.

However, all of this is in the Buddha Realm, and after Lin Xuan's divine sense withdraws from the Buddha Realm, this weak cicada's winged spiritual weapon clothes will turn into a Tianluo Trail and fall into Lin Xuan's hands again.

Opening his eyes, Lin Xuan looked ahead, a light smile on the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed.

Succeeded, this piece of transformation mud was used by him for several months to refine two forms, Tianluo Lost Net, and Mixed Yuan Cicada Wing Shirt.

This is the name that Lin Xuan chose for another form, one attack and one defense, Tianluo Lost Trace is the main attack, and the mixed yuan cicada wing shirt is defense.

He didn't need to try to know that this airtight mixed yuan cicada wing shirt had amazing defensive power, and if he touched the mid-foundation ice corpse again, it would be very difficult to penetrate his chest at once.

Ye Chuchen on the side has actually been paying attention to Lin Xuan's changes, during this time, she has been close to Lin Xuan from the beginning, but she has never moved, so Lin Xuan lowered his head for several months, but Ye Chuchen can see it clearly, she doesn't know what Lin Xuan is doing, but she can feel that the breath on Lin Xuan's body is very light.

I don't know why, but she has a feeling of peace of mind, just like that, day by day, day by day, month by month, month by Lin Xuan's side, looking at him.

Not far away, Ouyang Qian bit her lower lip tightly, I don't know why, she saw Lin Xuan's location, but there was no past, logically speaking, she and Lin Xuan must have known each other for a longer time, but I don't know why, that woman who is also stunning is sitting quietly cross-legged beside Lin Xuan, in front of her are the disciples of the Hundred Beasts Mountain Villa, and next to them are several male disciples of the Liuyun Gate, but she is difficult to calm down.