Chapter 29: The Evil Head (4)
"It's too late!
The next moment, these spells that seemed to be just sharp wooden needles actually melted and attached to Li Xiao's wooden armor.
"Oh no! It's three points! Damn!" Li Xiao was taken aback, and her face was extremely ugly.
The protective woodenness on the chest crumbled irrepressibly. The toxins can no longer be controlled. Those sprayed black blood, taking advantage of this opportunity, rushed into the body, frantically surging into the host's internal organs and limbs and head.
In just an instant, as the qi and blood flowed, Li Xiao's face turned black.
Just by poisoning this time, if you change to other Qi Cultivation Great Perfection cultivators, you will die violently immediately.
But how could Li Xiao be an ordinary monk?
However, before he could react, his feet were shaken, and he was wrapped in arm-thick yellow sand. A huge earth spirit power was like the palm of a hand.
"Damn!" was pinched by the other party with dirt and sand. It is not possible to move half a minute again.
At the same time, several fireballs that the talisman had turned into before also smashed into his body from the side. The shield-like spells outside its body cancel each other out and destroy at the touch of a button.
"At least five spiritual senses have been used! No, he can't be Han Lin. He can't even be a Qi cultivation cultivator! This disgusting sand! This man has been prepared for a long time, and he has actually changed the terrain!"
Seeing that Li Xiao was at a loss, he completely lost the strength to resist. Han Lin even used his divine sense to control the gourd to hang in the air, staying in place, and continuing to spit thunder and lightning.
Take advantage of your illness to kill you.
Han Lin's hand holding the knife kept coming, and he kicked his foot again, and slashed it with a knife. The thin eyebrows were frivolous, and he mocked loudly in his mouth: "Is that all there is to it?" Li Xiao. Come up with your hidden means. ”
He had been waiting for this moment for nearly forty years.
"Nope. Impossible!" Li Xiao was forced to be helpless, and summoned the night tassel of the flying magic weapon on his waist, and used a trick to wear the stars and the moon to cover his figure.
In the next second, the tassel that blocked the opponent's sword light replaced him and was cut to pieces by Han Lin.
Seeing this scene, Li Xiao's face was as white as snow. He didn't expect that this seemingly easy journey might kill him.
Seeing this, Li Xiao threw out thousands of lower-grade spirit stones in a panic, a large number of low-level magic weapons, and even the shells of demon beasts, precious materials for refining weapons, etc., as long as there were things in the storage bag, they were all thrown out in one go.
Trying to stop Han Lin's pace.
At the same time, his body froze, his abdomen was puffing, his mouth was like a toad, he made a muffled sound, roared and hurriedly used his strongest supernatural power Deadwood Fengchun. The poison in the body was instantly reversed by the abundant vitality, turned into the purest spiritual power, and rushed straight to the soles of the feet.
As a result, the essence blood is consumed too much. Li Xiao's face showed a strange red.
With a bang, the confinement turned into accumulation of sand was directly kicked and shattered by him with strange force.
With the blessing of the dead wood in spring, Li Xiao was like an old tree sprouting and bursting seeds, and the strength and hardness of spiritual power were doubled. It was even more exposed and shot at Han Lin.
He looked depressed. He originally thought that this large pile of clutter would make the other party scramble. Who knows, I can't resist even a moment.
This is a treasure worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.
"Come on. Let's see who dies first!" took out the Yuanhong Sword that had been beaten to the point that the sword body had been deformed. He frantically burned the wood spirit power in his body. The blade of the sword burst into red flames.
"Kill, kill, kill!" even recklessly used the Seven Killing Dao, and his whole body bloomed with a vicious aura that was on par with Han Lin.
Li Xiao's facial features are distorted, her face is crazy, and when she sees that there is no way to avoid it, she wants to fight with Han Lin.
Just after fighting, he clearly realized that the treasures and spells that the other party could control were far superior to his own. If you consume for a long time, you must lose yourself. Instead of sitting back and waiting, it's better to give it a go.
Seeing this, Han Lin frowned.
The next moment, he stopped several other spells and used the ground stabbing technique instead. Raise a ramp on the ground. With a disdainful smile on his face, he kept running on the slope as a support, and jumped up with both feet.
Then he bent his knees and kicked in reverse, but he actually changed direction, like a fish and a dragon out of the water, his spiritual power wrapped his whole body, and he quickly retreated with the Dancing Sky Technique, widening the distance between him and Li Xiao.
He made up his mind to use the procrastination trick to avoid the edge for the time being, and not to fight against Li Xiao in this state.
His mouth was even more indistinctly whispered: "Explode." To continue to improve your cultivation, it is best to take some forbidden medicines. I'd like to see how many tricks you have!"
As soon as the words fell, the other party actually took out a blood-red pill and fed it to his mouth.
In the next moment, Li Xiao, who had taken the obviously essence blood pills, in addition to the vigorous wood spiritual power, also used the secret technique in the Kurong Dafa with the help of vitality, and burned a large amount of fire spiritual power.
The fire borrowed the momentum of the wood, and then it turned into a two-zhang high cyan fierce flame wave, heading straight towards Han Lin, surging forward.
"Eat me a Divine Wood Fire!" Li Xiao shouted angrily. With just one use of the arcane technique, he had consumed ten years of lifespan and the essence he had hoarded.
Han Lin retreated into the distance, holding the mussel gourd in one hand, the yellow light flashed, and he withdrew it into the storage bag, and at the same time shouted loudly in his mouth, "Shura Change", and even used the half-finished Shura Dharma Body.
Then with a wave of his hand, he threw out a large piece of gold and jade brocade shield behind his back.
The two sides collided together, like a stone sinking into the sea, dashing and long, with a low popping sound.
Shenmu Huo is much more powerful than Jinyu Jinxiu, so it naturally breaks the other party easily. But it's also a little weaker.
The cyan fierce flame waves, wave after wave, frantically slammed into the layers of spells under Han Linbu. The shield ripples non-stop. But it still works. In the end, he finally blocked this terrifying and grotesque divine wood fire.
Han Lin's face was not good. He was originally cultivating in the foundation building period, but part of his mana was sealed by the Turtle Breath Technique, but the meridians in his body were broad and stable, far surpassing the Qi Cultivation Great Perfection Realm cultivators. The side effects of using Shura to forcibly improve cultivation are still relatively small compared to Li Xiao.
"Nature is more durable! It's up to which of us consumes whom!"
Except for some real hole cards, Li Xiao's bottom details have been touched by him.
He made up his mind to use the advantage of speed to consume the opponent's supernatural power first.
After Li Xiao couldn't catch up and his momentum changed from strong to weak, Han Lin slowly turned around and flipped his ten fingers.
His black and white eyes were wide open to each other, blood bubbles were churning on his body, and his aura was also jet black. Not to mention his dull blue face, exposed fangs, and a lush mane around his neck.
This ugly appearance is a personal sick to the stomach when I see it.
But Han Lin likes it so much.
The sharp knives made of his fingernails, shining brightly, were Li Xiao's amulets. forcibly suppressed the trace of excitement in his heart, floating in mid-air, and still did not rush to move.
Completely let go of the refining mind, and the heart in the chest beat more than ever.
"Shura is warlike and jealous, and if he doesn't like it, he will suffer misfortune!"