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Elder Hua had now become this ghost, not only was he not sad, but he was in ecstasy.

When he heard Ling Xiaoye's words, he was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and laughed:

"Your ignorance is really unexpected! Haha, I think you helped the old man, and now the old man has allowed you to live a little longer. ”

"Hey, I didn't expect your realm to improve, but your brain is still not good!"

Ling Xiaoye sneered, his body flashed, and he appeared in front of this monster.

Swish!

Whew!

The twin swords were in Ling Xiaoye's hands, like two dragons playing in the water, sometimes pointing to the water, sometimes entering the water, their movements were light and relaxed.

The two huge sword blades, after dancing rapidly, deftly slammed into the thighs of this humanoid monster.

The blade of the greatsword can be said to be blunt, and it is difficult to gently cut a watermelon with it. Of course, with a little force, you can break the watermelon.

The swordsmanship that Ling Xiaoye had learned, one was from the secret book given by Qin Ruoli, the Shocking Wind Sword Technique, and the other was the ruthless swordsmanship taught by Gao Changfeng.

The styles of these two swordsmanship are very different. The former pays attention to the presence and looming, in order to achieve the effect of surprise, and the style is feminine. The latter is regardless of everything, wanton swaying, and has the courage to look down on the world, so the style is rigid and unyielding.

Ling has a sword in one hand and a sword technique on the other, fusing two sword skills with different styles together.

I saw that one hand had just shaken the sword weakly, and the other hand was stabbed violently, and in the blink of an eye, the two were completely reversed, one hand seemed to be caressing the breeze, stabbing the big sword in a roundabout way, and the other hand seemed to be burning with rage, bursting and slashing out the big sword......

Even if there was no sword qi to strike, Ling Xiaoye just relied on the attack of the two big swords itself, and he squeezed one of the thighs of this humanoid monster to pieces, and started this council hall again, and another round of flesh and blood rained down.

It's only been ten breaths!

But this humanoid monster that Elder Hua had turned into looked like it was missing a leg at this time, but it was still standing.

"Boy, now do you understand the gap between you and the Lingjing?"

The humanoid monster grew its mouth and buzzed.

Ling Xiaoye's body floated, and he left this humanoid monster for the time being, stayed at a place of about ten zhang, and then carefully observed this monster.

Seeing Ling Xiaoye evacuate, the humanoid monster turned his head, and his eyes condensed from the green body fluids of the demon beast flashed with green light: "Look at it, you can't do anything about the old man! Even if you completely crush my current body, it still has no effect at all, hahaha, this old man has studied hard for forty years, and his years of dedication have finally been rewarded today." ”

The humanoid monster, that is, Elder Hua, looked at Ling Xiaoye now, just to see Ling Xiaoye's surprised appearance.

But Ling Xiaoye was not only not surprised, but a breezy expression, he just looked at the situation around him.

As Ling Xiaoye expected, the monster that Elder Hua had turned into was constantly absorbing the corpses of nearby demon beasts. In other words, these demon beasts that had been slain by Ling Xiaoye's sword qi were providing Elder Hua with the power to recover at this time.

Observing the root of the problem, Ling Xiaoye didn't make any moves.

Seeing that Ling Xiaoye didn't react, this monster was a little annoyed, and it raised its head to the sky and roared, spitting out a fishy wind.

The fishy wind blew Ling Xiaoye's long hair, combined with an indifferent expression, which made him look like he didn't care about anything.

After Elder Hua let out a long howl, the thigh that had been shattered by Ling Xiaoye also condensed into a new one at this time.

Its green eyes stared at Ling Xiaoye and said, "Then there is no need to keep you, it is the first time that the old man has seen such a low-realm martial artist who is so bullish to the sky." I'll send you to die, so as not to be upset by it!"

As soon as the words fell, the tall monster, with arms like the trunk of a century-old tree, whirred and made a strange sound.

The two huge arms, moving at the same time, were quite grandiose, and a gust of wind swept the torches in the distance of the council hall into light and extinguish.

"Boy, let you see and understand, the old man has been studying spells for forty years!"

The monster's two big hands suddenly clasped together, and with a snap, the sound echoed everywhere in the council room.

Then, the monster pulled his palm apart, and between the two palms, there were several lines of purple phantom that were connected together.

If you don't look closely, you think it's a rope dyed purple.

But Ling Xiaoye sensed the unusualness of these phantom lines at this time: when the four phantom shadows were pulled out, the aura around the monster was suddenly sucked into the phantom lines.

The phantom line doesn't seem to have a lot of power at this time, but between the two palms of this monster, there is a sizzling sound, and it is slowly stretched by this monster.

The monster's movements were very slow, as if it was pulling out a long thorn, and it took more than a dozen breaths, and the distance between the two palms was only a little more than three feet.

Ling Xiaoye's face became a little solemn at this time. Because he knows that the spells cast by this monster now should not be an ordinary type.

Originally, he should have destroyed the good deeds of this monster a long time ago, but Ling Xiaoye didn't want to go at this time, as the saying goes, art masters are bold, and now Ling Xiaoye's strength is far from the kind that was too weak to be able to do it before, so he just got serious and wanted to see what was the difference between a martial artist who had just stepped into the Spirit Mirror and a martial artist in the Illusory God Realm.

The so-called innate four realms are mainly based on cultivating various things in the body, but after arriving at the Lingming Mirror, that is, the five realms of the day after tomorrow, the focus of cultivation has shifted to the exploration of heaven and earth and the understanding of the Dao.

The gap between the two is very big, and Ling Xiaoye understands. But he is not clear enough about where this gap really is.

The monster that Elder Hua had turned into didn't know what Ling Xiaoye was thinking at this time, and now that it saw that Ling Xiaoye had no intention of running away, it smiled and said:

"Yes, if you don't meet the old man, you will definitely do a lot in the future. It's a pity that now your fate is destined to be a place of death!"

The monster hummed, and then pulled its palms violently, and the four phantom lines were suddenly elongated, and then broken, making a crisp cracking sound.

Bang Bang Bang!

These four phantom lines were broken from the middle, and suddenly became eight phantoms.

The humanoid monster waved the illusory light bar in his palm and said, "Now, you want to taste the advanced technique that the old man has practiced to the fullest--the whip of binding the spirit!"