Chapter 211: The Funeral Mahamudra
I saw that in front of Feng Yan, there was a gray bell suspended, which not only released a ray of light, but also released a beautiful sound, which made people feel drowsy.
The penetration power of the Dao Millilight was extremely strong, and it shot at Xiao Lin's Twenty-Eight Soul Sword Array defense, making the defensive barrier tremble violently, if it wasn't for Xiao Lin's full control, it is estimated that the Twenty-Eight Soul Sword Formation would have collapsed long ago.
And the glorious sound released by the gray bell ignores the defense of the Twenty-Eight Su Sword Formation, and can directly act on Xiao Lin's body, if Xiao Lin's soul is not strong enough, he would have already been injured by this sound killing power.
Although the Soul Scattering Bell mainly attacks the enemy's soul, the Soul Scattering Bell was a low-grade spirit treasure after all, and it still reaches the level of the best Xuanbao at this moment, and the other attacks it casts are also powerful.
Feng Yan controlled the Scattered Soul Bell, and shot unreservedly, with a firm expression and full of confidence, vowing to defeat Xiao Lin and win the victory.
Especially seeing Xiao Lin at this moment under the fierce attack of the Scattered Soul Bell, he struggled to resist and retreated, Feng Yan's heart was both relieved and refreshed.
Although he is low-key by nature, as a cultivator, the spirit of not admitting defeat is still very strong, and he is already 'bound to win' for the first place in the martial arts competition, so he naturally doesn't want to be compared to Xiao Lin.
On the other side, Xiao Lin's face was solemn, and while controlling the Twenty-Eight Su Sword Formation to resist Feng Yan's Soul Scattering Bell attack with difficulty, he was quickly thinking in his heart about what means to use to fight back against the other party.
Prior to this, he had already tried to cast a soul string wave, wanting to get close to the position of the Soul Scattering Bell and sense the frequency of the spatial fluctuations of the Soul Scattering Bell, so as to find a way to crack it.
However, as soon as his soul string wave came into contact with the glowing sound released by the Soul Scattering Bell, he was directly defeated, and it was difficult to get close to the location of the Soul Scattering Bell.
This made Xiao Lin extremely surprised, and he felt incredible about the power of the Soul Scattering Bell, after all, when his soul string wave was moving, there was no spatial fluctuation, even the previous Black Flame Demon King was difficult to detect, and at this moment, he couldn't dodge the sound killing attack of the Soul Scattering Bell, which was enough to show that the attack of the Soul Scattering Bell was strange and powerful.
At present, Xiao Lin's soul attack method, the most powerful is the soul string wave, even the soul string wave is difficult to work, Xiao Lin fell into helplessness for a while.
From the attack power of Feng Yan's Soul Scattering Bell, Xiao Lin had already judged that the Soul Scattering Bell was not only a superb treasure, but also a fine product among them, otherwise, it would not have suppressed the defense of his Twenty-Eight Night Sword Array.
At this moment, the power of the stars within the twenty-eight swords had been consumed, and Xiao Lin could no longer use the twenty-eight sutra diagram to fight back.
Therefore, if he wants to defeat Feng Yan's Soul Scattering Bell, Xiao Lin must use other more powerful means, otherwise, he will face only one end, being defeated by Feng Yan, not only losing this competition, but also giving up the first place in the martial arts conference to Feng Yan.
Xiao Lin naturally would not let such a result happen, and he was also bound to win the first place in the martial arts competition, so he would definitely not give Feng Yan the slightest chance.
"The gray bell of the Feng Que is very terrifying against the attack on the soul, but the mysterious liquid in the Heavenly Crystal Xuan Ring that I mobilized is enough to protect the soul from damage. ”
"However, if you want to suppress and defeat the attack of the gray bell, it seems that you can only use that one move, but that move is a bit evil, and it may cause criticism..."
"Hmph, the martial arts competition is originally a test of the overall strength and combat ability of the contestants, even if the moves are yin and evil, as long as my heart is good, why care about the good and evil of the moves!"
In Xiao Lin's heart, he analyzed the current situation and finally made a decision.
Immediately, his face became firm, and his gaze looked at the Feng Yan and the Scattered Soul Bell in front of him, releasing an extremely strong battle fire.
"Funeral Mahamudra!"
Xiao Lin's voice suddenly sounded, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the people watching the battle outside the ring were staring at Xiao Lin intently, looking forward to his counterattack.
After all, Xiao Lin has been at a disadvantage for a long time, whether he is optimistic about Xiao Lin or not, he wants to see what powerful means Xiao Lin can still show at this moment.
In the eyes of everyone who were extremely surprised, they saw that on the No. 1 ring, Xiao Lin released an extremely terrifying aura around him, sweeping out of the surroundings.
At the same time, Xiao Lin's Yuan Force surged out, quickly converging towards the void in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, the extremely rich Yuan Force quickly condensed into a huge handprint.
As soon as the handprint was formed, the entire ring was filled with strong winds and dust, as if it had suddenly become a desert land.
On the handprint, there is a Dao Yuan Force rotating rapidly, looking like a spatial channel, releasing an extremely terrifying devouring power, enough to devour heaven and earth and bury everything.
Of course, in addition to the devouring power, the handprint also contained a strong corrosive power and a sinister power, which instantly resisted the light and sound of the Dao released by Feng Qi's Soul Scattering Bell.
In Feng Yan's surprised gaze, Xiao Lin controlled the huge handprint and crushed directly forward, like a bamboo, unstoppable.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Lin, who was originally at a disadvantage, turned the situation around with the help of the power of the Great Mudra of the Burial World, and began to force the light and sound of the Dao released by the Soul Scattering Bell of Feng Yan to retreat.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Feng Yan's face became extremely gloomy, and his eyes released an incredible color.
"How is this possible?"
"One move of martial arts, with his cultivation strength, how can he exert such terrifying power?"
"Unless, the level of this martial art is very high, I really can't imagine that his methods are really endless, it seems that his chances are much stronger than mine. ”
"Hmph, using such a high-level, powerful martial art to attack, the loss of the body, yuan force and soul is very huge, I see how long you can last. ”
After being surprised, Feng Yan seemed to have figured out the key, so his face became firm again.
He believed that Xiao Lin's martial arts attack could not last too long, so he did not hesitate to improve his skills, enhance the attack power of the Scattered Soul Bell, and try to contain Xiao Lin for a while.
As long as he waits until Xiao Lin is seriously damaged, he can defeat Xiao Lin in one fell swoop.
As his skill improved, the attack power of the Scattered Soul Bell also increased correspondingly, successfully resisting the suppression of the Great Mudra of the Burial World, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.
"Hmph, if you want to contain me, wait until I am seriously depleted in all aspects before starting to fight back, it's a good idea, but unfortunately, I have a mysterious liquid, and it won't be seriously depleted in all aspects. ”
"However, after all, the Great Mudra of the Burial World is a high-grade martial art, and I have only just mastered it, and I can only exert a small amount of power, even if I continue to maintain full strength in all aspects, it is difficult to increase the power of the Great Mudra of the Buried World by too much. ”
"Therefore, there is no point in the stalemate, I still mobilize the Black Flame Demon Fire, directly increase the power of the Great Mudra of the Dead World to the limit of what I can control, and defeat Feng Yan as soon as possible. ”
Xiao Lin immediately saw Feng Yan's thoughts, but he didn't have the slightest worry, after all, his Heavenly Crystal Xuan Ring contained a mysterious liquid, which could make his body, Yuan Li and soul instantly recover to their original state without attrition, so no matter how long the stalemate lasted, he was not worried.
It's just that the Great Mudra of the Burial World is a set of ground-level high-grade martial arts attached to the Haze Dust Technique, and Xiao Lin has only just mastered it after some cultivation when he was in retreat before, and he can only exert a very small amount of power.
Although this extremely small power can already compete with Feng Yan's Soul Scattering Bell, it is not enough to truly defeat the Soul Scattering Bell, Xiao Lin has long known this, however, his back hand has not yet been used, once it is cast, it will definitely be able to achieve results.
His back hand is the Black Flame Demon King, he has absorbed the Black Flame Demon King's Black Flame Demon Fire before, and at this moment, he naturally wants to let it exert its due power.
After making a decision, Xiao Lin did not hesitate to mobilize the black flame demon fire in his body, and swept towards the Great Handprint of the Burial World, and was instantly wrapped on the Great Handprint of the Buried World.
I saw that the Great Mudra of the Burial World, which had originally released the power of the evil spirit, was shrouded in black flames, and it looked even more evil and weird, as if it was really going to be buried.
At this time, the power released by the Great Mudra of the Burial World increased the incineration power of the Black Flame Demon Fire, and various forces were intertwined, and its power increased again.
Under such circumstances, the Great Mudra of the Burial World once again fought back strongly, gaining the upper hand with an absolute advantage, forcing the attack of the Soul Scattering Bell of Feng Yan to retreat one after another.
As one of the two strongest means of the Black Flame Demon Domain, the terrifying power of the Black Flame Demon Fire is undoubted, although Xiao Lin has only absorbed and refined a little, but at this moment, it is still with the momentum of the wind and clouds, and all the attacks of Feng Qi will be defeated in a few breaths, and the suppressed Scattered Soul Bell is difficult to release the light and sound of the Dao.
Seeing that the Soul Scattering Bell was also forced to retreat, Feng Yan's face was gloomy as water, and his eyes released a light of unwillingness and anger.
"No, I won't lose, I must win!"
Feng Yan thought firmly in his heart.
I saw that his hands suddenly kept pinching the seal on his chest, and in the blink of an eye, one after another spells flew out from his hands one after another, flying towards the position of the Soul Scattering Bell.
Those charms were imprinted on the Soul Scattering Bell, and then disappeared, and as the charms disappeared one by one, the breath of the Soul Scattering Bell gradually increased.
In the blink of an eye, the momentum of the Soul Scattering Bell was more than doubled, and the light and sound of the Dao were released again, and a fierce confrontation with Xiao Lin's funeral mudra began.
Because of his unwillingness and anger, Feng Yan can be said to be desperate at the moment, frantically releasing the Yuan Force to pinch the seal, and continue to maintain the powerful offensive of the Soul Scattering Bell.
Those onlookers looked at the battle situation in the No. 1 ring, and they had already been stunned by the attack methods used by Xiao Lin and Feng Yan, but those peak masters and elders still saw the difference between the strength and weakness of Xiao Lin and Feng Yan at this moment, and they had already made a positive judgment on the outcome of the battle.