Chapter 63: Battle Building Yuan Spirit Clan 1

Xia Guifan's side also attracted a group of Spirit Clan people to pay attention to him.

The cultivation of this layer of spirit people is in the middle of the Zhuyuan Realm, if he does not urge the Yue Ling Three Xuan Changes, he is no one's opponent, but the purpose is to suppress the experience, he takes the initiative to attack, the seven-star knife or chop or slash, and the sword qi concentrates on the same spirit clan. The man was painless and itchless, and he counterattacked and launched a spiral-shaped soul attack, and suddenly Xia Guifan stopped for a moment, and then returned to normal.

He relied on his sturdy soul to resist the attack, but unlike the seventh, eighth, and ninth layers, the soul attack of this layer of spirit people came with special effects, and every time he was hit, his mind couldn't help but stop for a breath or two.

These spirit people have lost their spiritual intelligence, and they will only use flat A-like attacks, and there is no discipline at all, and their actual strength is a little stronger than the general early stage of the Yuan Realm, if they have spiritual wisdom and use disciplined moves, whether it is Xia Guifan or Jia Mo, they will be killed in seconds.

Jia Mo noticed his situation and sneered: "You ignorant kid is indeed a bit of a doorman, but just dealing with a spirit clan is so embarrassed, and trying to kill me, stupid!" ”

Xia Guifan ignored his ridicule, only the enemy in front of him in his eyes, and as for Jia Mo, he would deal with him later.

The enemy will not be stupid to fight him alone, a group of about ten spirit people surrounded him, he faced soul attacks from all directions, his mind did not know how many times, he was about to become senile dementia, and he was in a difficult predicament for a while.

I don't know how long it took, he finally thought of a way to get out of the predicament, running the soul secret method obtained from the lower grade ore vein, strengthening his soul barrier, and sure enough, it had an effect, it would be stagnant at first, as the secret method ran for a longer time, the more soul blows he received, and the time of stagnation gradually decreased from one breath at a time.

Half a breath, a quarter of a breath, and a tenth of a breath, until he was completely immune, Xia Guifan had been beaten tens of thousands of times at this time, and finally stopped thinking stagnantly.

Allowing the attack of the soul power, he rotated the seven-star knife, spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, landed on the seven-star knife, and cut out seven round ball blades, the knives were connected into a straight line, and bombarded towards a group of spirit people in front of him.

The power is enough to pose a threat to the ordinary Yuan Realm in the early stage, and when they are about to hit them, the attack will be turned into a virtual one under the gaze of the Heavenly Eye, and there will be seven consecutive "booms", the defense of the Spirit Clan people is weak, and the people who were hit are unstable in their spirits, flashing and extinguishing, and they will completely die out after a while.

Xia Guifan was not happy, the last style of the Seven Stars Alignment was his strongest move, which was used as a guide to show it, and it was understandable to kill the spirit people who had weak defense and no intelligence, but if it was with the real Yuan Realm, even if it was only an early stage cultivator, this move could only cause serious injuries and could not be killed.

And Jia Mo's side was still fighting hotly, eliminating batch after batch of spirit people, but as time went by, his aura gradually declined, and the secret method could not last long after all, and after the time limit passed, he would return to the initial strength of the ordinary Yuan Realm.

That kid is so strong with seven swords, he underestimated him, Jia Mo saw Xia Guifan's move and his heart rippled, now is he going to put aside his prejudices and join forces with this yellow-haired boy to deal with the Spirit Clan or a three-way scuffle? He weighed it in his heart, and the wise move was to join forces, although it was impossible to really join forces, if that kid had a flaw on the way to join forces, I would definitely not be soft when someone stabbed him in the back.

So he shouted at Xia Guifan: "Hey, boy, if we continue to fight like this, we both have to die, why don't we join forces?" Kill the elite of the Spirit Race who still has a trace of spiritual wisdom in the back first, and then I will talk about life and death with you? ”

"No problem." Xia Guifan readily agreed, mainly because the Spirit Clan people killed a batch of people and a batch of people popped up, and it was difficult for him to get close to the Spirit Clan elite alone.

"Boy, stop these spirit minions for me, and I'll go and kill the elite." Jia Mo picked up two broadswords, and his body flashed, rushing towards the elite of the Spirit Clan.

"Didn't you ridicule me for my lack of strength before?" I wanted to say this sentence to laugh back, but seeing that he was already violently facing the enemy, Xia Guifan had to nod silently, and then the big knife in his hand rotated, and while performing the seventh form of the Seven Star Beads, he devoured the qi and blood of the spirit grass to make up for the loss, and eliminated the minions that hindered Jia Mo's progress.

Not long after, with Xia Guifan's cooperation, he finally freed up a space that could be formally engaged with the elite of the Spirit Clan, Jia Mo slashed with two knives, and the two arc-shaped sword forces only went from the elite of the Spirit Clan, and the original expressionless face of the Spirit Elite frowned.

The Spirit Clan elite pointed with one hand, and there was a "clang" sound, as if a sword was unsheathed, but no one could see where the sword was. A gust of wind blew, and the invisible sword slashed through the sword power, and the sword power cracked, and then the invisible sword shot towards Jia Mo's body.

Jia Mo held two knives in front of his head, and with a "bang", he was knocked back dozens of feet, but it was not over, with two "clangs", the two broadswords fell to the ground, and he picked up his head and shouted "ahh

Sure enough, although this Spirit Race elite has not fully opened the Spirit Intelligence, its strength can already be compared with the normal mid-stage of the Yuan Realm, Xia Guifan also found one point, that is, since the Spirit Race elite played that move, the Spirit Race minions have not appeared anymore, therefore, he is sure that if the Spirit Race elite plays a powerful move, there will be no minions to regenerate, so in this case, it is good to join forces.

So he took a few steps forward and said to Jia Mo, who was hugging and howling, "Brother Jia, you can still fight, right?" ”

"Woo, I have a huge headache, I can't make any big moves for the time being, I can only interfere with one or two on the side."

"Enough!" Xia Guifan's soul is now strong, he is not afraid under the Purple Mansion Realm, and his body is strong, no one can hurt him if he doesn't reach the Xuandan Realm, even if he can't beat it, it is enough to save his life, not to mention that he is just using the pressure to temper his true qi and increase his cultivation.

Since it was a tempering, at this time, he did not perform the seventh form of the Seven Star Beads that consumed essence and blood, and the big knife slashed out multiple Xuantian splits in a row, and suddenly there seemed to be many thin cracks in the space, quiet and terrifying.

The elite of the Spirit Clan stretched out his hand again, and the invisible sword collided with multiple thin lines, making a sound like a sharp weapon cutting silk threads, which lasted for two breaths, and the invisible sword cut through the thin lines, but at the same time, Xia Guifan was already close to him, and the big sword slashed through his body, and suddenly a huge crack appeared in his abdomen.

Feeling a huge pressure coming, Xia Guifan used a complete free step to dodge, but he still couldn't completely dodge, an invisible palm pressure rubbed his back, and suddenly he felt a hot feeling that pierced his soul.

The elite body of the spirit race healed in the blink of an eye, unlike the physical body, as long as the spirit body was still conscious and the soul power was enough to support the recovery, it could recover quickly.