Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Art of the Eight Lotus
At this time, Zhao Ruxue's eyes rolled, looking at Huang Yixian's corpse not far ahead, and asked uncertainly: "Senior Lin, did you kill Huang Yixian?"
"Not bad......" Lin Fan stood up, glanced at Huang Yixian, remembered the picture of his divine consciousness being swallowed up in the soul house space, he was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "By the way, do you know Huang Yixian?
Zhao Ruxue was about to speak, when suddenly a gust of wind flew by, and a figure appeared next to Huang Yixian's corpse, Lin Fan fixed his eyes and saw that it was the old man who was wearing a black mask and was extremely tall and burly, and he was following Huang Yixian before.
The old man with the black mask was expressionless at first, and after a while, a smile appeared on the corner ......of his mouth, and then he laughed heartily again, and said, "Good death, good death!
Zhao Ruxue was stunned, Lin Fan heard the other party's words, understood that this old man was not an enemy at the moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly to the old man: "This old senior, what grudge do you have with Huang Yixian?"
"Grudge, yes, my grudge against him began by becoming his servant, and that was in the early Ming Dynasty, alas, don't say it. The old man recalled with hatred.
When Lin Fan heard this, he was puzzled: "You are Huang Yixian's servant, he died, you should also die at the same time......
"Huh...... That's because before he became his servant, the old man used a mysterious trick to make himself immortal for ten years after Huang Yixian's death......" The old man said with a gloomy smile.
Lin Fan said: "In this way, you only have ten years to live." ”
"You're only half right, as long as the old man breaks through the infant stage of the Immortal Tribulation within ten years, he will be able to live again. The old man said confidently.
At this time, Zhao Ruxue frowned, and suddenly interjected: "Senior, you are Zhu Ignorance! The traitor you planted in my Hengshan faction has already told you all about your identity." ”
The old man Zhu was slightly stunned, remembered something, and immediately smiled: "Hehe, you are the daughter of Zhao Tianren, the head of the Hengshan faction!"
"Why do you want to kill me?" Zhao Ruxue's eyes drew a sharp color, and she didn't have a good airway.
Zhu ignored the change in his face and sighed in his heart, because you are the reincarnation of the Phoenix Holy Maiden who has cultivated to the second strongest in the human world.
"If you don't say it, you won't say that you will die today. Zhao Ruxue threatened that the reason why she was so confident was because her father told her that Zhu Wuzhi had been injured by his ancestors and could not cast spells with all his strength for six hundred years, which was also the reason why although his cultivation was already in the Immortal Tribulation Period, he still lost to Huang Yixian and became his servant.
"Oh, didn't your father tell you that the old man's cultivation is already in the Immortal Tribulation Period?"
Zhao Ruxue said with a smile: "I know all the secrets that you can't cast spells with all your strength for six hundred years. ”
"How could it be ......" Zhu ignored his eyes and shrank, his face was like ashes, his whole body trembled, and he made the first move, and hurriedly recited the mantra: "Eight Black Lotus Technique." ”
Suddenly, eight huge waves appeared out of thin air, rising a puff of black smoke, instantly transforming into eight black lotus flowers, emitting a bewitching light.
Zhao Ruxue was startled, stared at the lotus flower in front of her, and hurriedly shouted to Lin Fan: "Senior Lin, be careful." ”
The eight lotus flowers quickly emitted eight black demonic qi, and in the center of the lotus flower, a black lotus platform was formed, which was rotating rapidly.
In an instant, the lotus platform turned faster and faster, gradually turning into a black pillar of light, heading straight into the sky, and a powerful demonic aura, like an angry wave roaring, instantly filled the main hall.
Lin Fan and the two of them suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous and wanted to vomit, Zhao Ruxue saw that Zhu ignored this powerful cultivation technique, her face turned pale, and she panicked: "Senior Lin Fan, he wants to fight to the death, what should we do." ”
"I'm ......dizzy" Lin Fan looked at Zhao Ruxue with a wry smile, who said he would die today just now.
The white dragon sword in Lin Fan's hand, the blue light flashed, and it turned into a twenty-meter-long sword pillar, which instantly aimed at the black pillar of light and slashed away, the cyan dazzling light flashed, and it hit the eight lotus flowers in an instant.
Zhao Ruxue's expression froze, and she smiled softly, and the blue shadow divine sword in her hand was magnificent, turning into a blue dragon, hovering in mid-air, firmly locking the demonic aura.
The white dragon sword slammed into a blow, and the black pillar of light exploded violently in an instant, but it did not break through the black pillar of light, but was shocked five meters away.
The eight lotus flowers stood there unbreakable, very demonic, the black demonic aura around the pillar of light, at this time, five black dragons were conjured, circling around the pillar of light, constantly circling and flying, extremely mysterious, unpredictable.
Lin Fan quietly looked at the black pillar of light, at this time, the black lotus was already surrounded, it was difficult to see, he couldn't help but tremble, and said in surprise: "This powerful demonic qi ...... With my current cultivation, I can't fight him at all. “
"What ......" Zhao Ruxue was stunned, beads of sweat crossed her cheeks, and for a while, her expression was pale and uncertain.