Chapter 271: Magic Weapon Xuanling
"Don't worry, I'm fine. Bi Jie waved his hand at Lin Zhihui, grabbed the bell with the other hand, and raised his eyes to look at the two strange beasts that were fighting.
The strength of the phantom beast is not much different from that of the liger beast, but it relies on its agile body to gain some upper hand, but it cannot completely repel it.
As if noticing Bi Jie's awakening, the lion and tiger beast roared a little eagerly, its body suddenly grew, and it slapped the phantom beast away with one palm, and then followed closely, opening its mouth wide, and biting it fiercely.
Lin Zhihui held his breath nervously, while Bi Jie, who was beside him, squinted slightly, raised the bell in his hand, and shook it gently, making a crisp sound of "bell".
Qingyue's metal crash reverberated in the vast space.
It's not loud, but it's extremely harsh.
The liger hung in mid-air, its movements stalling significantly, its mouth wide open to reveal its sharp fangs. Seeing the opportunity, the phantom beast flicked around and scurried out towards the spur, successfully avoiding the fatal blow.
Lin Zhihui was surprised, when he saw Bi Jie's arm shake again, the bell rang, making a different impact sound from just now, and the runes on the outside of the bell suddenly glowed with golden light.
As if echoing each other, the phantom beast's body was also glowing with patches of golden light, which quickly converged behind him, forming a vague huge phantom. The liger's vertical pupils showed a clear look of fear, let out a wail, and fell to the ground, its huge body shrinking back, and it was about to turn and flee.
"Buzz!"
The bell rang again with an inexplicable tremor.
Lin Zhihui's eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he saw the hazy figure behind the phantom beast leap forward, pounced on the lion and tiger beast, opened its big mouth, and bit down fiercely.
The liger let out a terrible wail, and the light around it scurried, and its body continued to blur, and finally it was swallowed alive.
The moment the light dissipated, the phantom beast suddenly screamed, and the phantom surged violently a few times, turning into a streamer of light and submerging into its body.
Lin Zhihui resisted the urge to rub his eyes vigorously, never thinking that one day, he would be able to witness the spectacular scene of a snake swallowing an elephant with his own eyes.
"What's going on?" Lin Zhihui turned his head to look at Bi Jie, with a confused expression.
There was also a trace of shock on Bi Jie's face, as if he didn't expect such great power. He looked down at the bell in his hand.
Although he didn't know the reason, but just now he inadvertently recited the spell and activated the magic weapon in his hand, after the fusion of consciousness just now, he already knew that this was the artifact Xuanling, which was famous and made countless demons and beasts frightened, but it was an artifact that had been damaged, so it would be discarded in such a utility room.
Even so, it is also amazingly powerful, if you want to completely restore the damaged Xuanling, you must collect the spirit of the Five Elements Divine Beast of the Ninety-Nine in order to completely restore it as before, and this phantom beast is the instrument spirit in the Xuanling.
As for why it recognized itself and introduced the two of them into the secret room, Bi Jie didn't know, but the phantom beast used his power to devour the lion and tiger beast, which not only increased its own strength, but also increased the power of Xuanling by another level.
Bi Jie knew the situation and briefly explained it to Lin Zhihui.
At this time, the phantom beast also regained its original cute appearance, ran to Bi Jie's side, and circled around him, looking very intimate, Bi Jie reached out and touched its head.
The corners of Lin Zhihui's mouth twitched, this is the aura of the protagonist who is alive and well, he can figure it out, in this world, Bijie is the protagonist, no matter what secret place he enters, any treasure and good things will automatically fall on him, and he was worried to death just now, for fear that Bijie would have an accident, but now that he thinks about it, it is just unfounded.
The phantom beast had just gained a great benefit, and after rubbing around Bijie for a while, it returned to the bell.
Bi Jie put away the Xuanling, stood up and walked to the high platform in front.
This hall is completely similar to the shape of the hall he has been to, and it is obvious that the lion tiger beast is also a divine beast trapped here, although the divine soul has been devoured, there should also be some treasures or inheritances.
Now that he is the owner of Xuanling, these things have naturally become trophies.
On the round platform in the middle of the main hall, there were several items scattered, a golden ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball, an irregularly shaped stone similar to jade, and a piece of black iron of unknown material, which was obviously a certain part.
Lin Zhihui's eyes swept over, and he was immediately attracted by the black iron piece, and subconsciously reached out to pick it up.
Bi Jie was shocked, although the lion tiger beast had died, but on these things, there should be residual energy, and it was easy to encounter danger if you touched it rashly.
But before he could speak, Lin Zhihui's face suddenly turned white, and the black iron sheet flashed with needle-like black light, as if it was welded to his hand, quickly softening and melting, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a layer of skin, tightly attached to his hand.
Bi Jie's eyes widened, and he looked at the incredible scene in front of him in horror.
I saw that on Lin Zhihui's right arm, bursts of gray light appeared, and the black skin quickly extended upward, enveloping the entire arm.
The phantom of the Linglong Pagoda emerged, its shape constantly changing, and the light flickered, almost dazzling Bijie's eyes.
Lin Zhihui couldn't speak, and his heart was even more bitter, his entire arm, even half of his body, began to be paralyzed, and with the violent tremor of the Linglong Tower, there seemed to be tens of thousands of insects and ants crawling in his body, which was unbearable. However, the whole person seemed to be immobilized, unable to move, no matter how much strength he used, he could not control the changes in the Linglong Tower.
In an instant, bean-sized sweat droplets rolled down from his forehead, and the whole person seemed to be soaked in water, and the dripping sweat instantly wet his clothes.
Lin Zhihui's ears were buzzing, and the Venus in front of him was blurry, as if there were countless formations staggered in front of him, I don't know how long it took, the rapidly changing picture gradually stagnated, and the roar in his head became regular, like bursts of Sanskrit sound echoing in his mind.
The sound gradually weakened, and the flickering light suddenly shrank, condensing into a point of light, and then gradually expanding, revealing one of the magnificent ninth-level pagodas, on the red plaque at the top of the tower. The three words of Linglong Pagoda are glittering.
At the moment when he saw clearly, Lin Zhihui only felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he had been pierced by a steel cone, and shouted uncontrollably, and suddenly lost consciousness.
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The empty hall.
On the high platform in the center, the seal is engraved with a complex formation, and a golden-red flame is suspended in mid-air, enveloping the entire high platform, and vaguely, a three-legged phantom can be seen, looming in the flames.
Around the high platform, there are eight jade cylinders that two people hug together, and the white surface of the whole body is full of red flame runes, and at a glance, the light surges, like a sea of fire.