The refining cultivator's pinching speed was very fast, because when he reached his cultivation realm, most of them had already begun to try to get rid of the magic trick and cast spells.

Huan Yin saw that the aura around him became more and more intense under the several rounds of flying in the hands of the refining cultivator opposite, and Huan Yin knew that he must be going to cast an extremely powerful spell, because there was no powerful and weak spell in that cave.

It was still difficult for Huan Yin's current cultivation to resist the refining cultivators, and the injuries on his body had not yet healed, so it was impossible for him to be the opponent of the refining cultivators in front of him.

It's just that Huan Yin has no other better way, he has to fight now, and he has to fight without fighting, because he can't escape the pursuit of the cultivators in the early stage of refining.

The next moment, the magic trick in the refining cultivator's hand was completed, and then he pressed it on the top of his head, and suddenly opened his mouth and roared at Huan Yin.

At the moment when the cultivator's roar came out, bursts of sonic booms came out of his mouth, and the surrounding area was immediately shaken, and even the earth seemed to start shaking slightly.

The moment Huan Yin was attacked by the refining cultivator's magic, there was a sudden explosion of thunder in his brain, causing blood to flow out of his mouth immediately.

This refining cultivator's spell looked far less gorgeous than the others, but the most important feature of this technique was that it was invisible. It is difficult to find a way to target and restrain the invisible.

Huan Yin's eyes were burning wildly, he knew that he had to win this battle, otherwise even if the refining cultivator on the opposite side did not have the intention to kill him, he would probably be difficult to recover from injuries on injury.

Huan Yin decisively took out the fairy sword and turned snow, and then he held the sword body in his hand. The tip of the sword is pointed at himself. Spit out lightly: "Into snow!" A white light appeared on the snow, enveloping Huan Yin in it, and in the blink of an eye, a large white snow was formed, enveloping Huan Yin inside.

The refining cultivator's roar continued, and the white snow born on Huan Yin's immortal sword was also constantly dispersed by him. It's just that Huan Yin is also struggling to resist here, constantly increasing the sword power on the Snow Fairy Sword, and letting Bai Xue help him block those sonic booms. And that's not all. Huan Yin, who was in the snowdrift, also had spiritual power all over his body, further resisting the techniques of the refining cultivators.

The cultivator's roar lasted for a full twenty breaths before finally stopping, and Huan Yin's surroundings were already covered with snow, and he couldn't see his own situation clearly.

"Melting snow. After a few more breaths, Huan Yin seemed to be pranayama, and his voice came from the snowdrift, and then the snow wrapped around him gradually melted, and his figure was revealed again.

At this moment, Huan Yin, blood oozed out of his seven orifices, and his entire face was like a ghost. It's terrifying to look at. Although he tried his best to resist just now, he still couldn't fully bear it.

But. The moment Huan Yin's figure was revealed, the sword was already in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed to the refining cultivator opposite.

Since you want to fight, then you will fight with all your might, if you always wait for the other party to strike first, then what are you fighting? Huan Yin drank in his mouth: "Tear the night!"

Then, on Huan Yin's Yin Sword, a sword suddenly lit up, and that sword light contained the scorching power of the early sun. Huan Yin wanted to challenge those spells in the cave with his own spells, and he believed that his spells were even stronger!

After the sword light on the sword was extremely bright, a wave of Shaoyang sword qi strengthened by the sword suddenly left the sword, and rushed towards the refining cultivator on the opposite side.

The refining cultivator on the opposite side obviously didn't have any preparations, and when Huan Yin's Shaoyang sword qi was struck, he had no time to cast any spells to resist, he could only choose to use spiritual power to force Huan Yin's spells.

"Boom!" A loud sound came out, and then Huan Yin's Shaoyang sword qi hit the refining cultivator's body, wrapping the refining cultivator's entire body in a dazzling light.

Finally, when the light faded, the figure of the refining cultivator on the opposite side was revealed. There was blood left on the corner of his mouth, apparently injured. However, Huan Yin could see that he was not seriously injured.

There is a world of difference between the cultivation power of the Gathering Strength Cultivator and the Refining Cultivator, and Huan is probably the first person in the history to be able to injure the Refining Cultivator even though he is injured. It's just that this still can't change Huan Yin's completely weak position.

Huan Yin moved again, his whole body cultivation suddenly rose, and his momentum continued to rise, which was one of his strongest spells to be used, the Extinction Palm.

However, the refining cultivator on the opposite side also seemed to instinctively notice that Huan Yin's rhythm was speeding up, and after his figure was revealed, half of the magic tricks had been pinched, and it seemed that he was going to attack Huan Yin.

After three breaths, Huan Yin's spiritual power surged, and then his right hand turned into a palm and pushed out towards the refining cultivator opposite, and the refining cultivator's side had already completed the pinching, and his left hand slashed fiercely in the direction of Huan Yin.

Suddenly, a huge palm came out from Huan Yin's front of him, and with a devastating force, it pressed towards the refining cultivator opposite. At the same time, in front of the refining cultivator on the opposite side, a sharp edge several zhang high appeared out of thin air, slashing towards Huan Yin's Extinction Palm!

The spells of the Life Destroying Palm and the Refining Cultivator were quickly picked up, and there was a fierce collision and roar in the middle of Huan Yin's Refining Cultivator, knocking over the surrounding trees and grass.

"Boom!" With an extremely loud roar, Huan Yin's Extinction Palm was suddenly cut in half by the edge of the refining cultivator.

The moment Huan's spell was broken, his backlash was devoured, and the injuries on his body were suddenly a little uncontrollable. It's just that this is not the worst, the worst thing is that although the refining cultivator's technique was weakened a lot by Huan Yin's Extinction Palm, it did not dissipate, but continued to rush towards Huan Yin's side.

Huan was shocked, and hurriedly unfolded the giant spirit fan, and exhaled the giant spirit to block in front of him. It's just that Huan Yin is a little late in casting the spell now, and he hasn't slowed down in one mouthful, so the spiritual power when casting the spell can't keep up, although the giant spirit used a double gong in front of Huan Yin to block the refining cultivator's spell out, but Huan Yin was still overwhelmed by the spell, and the spiritual power gradually felt a little overwhelmed.

Finally, the refining cultivator's technique blasted the giant spirit away, and hit Huan Yin's body firmly, instantly blasting Huan Yin away, and even spilling blood on the path he flew out.

Huan Yin's old injuries completely exploded the moment he was hit, and he was hit to the ground hard, and there was a feeling that he was about to lose his breath.

Huan Yin had already used all his strongest means, and he had also used all his spiritual power to urge the spell. However, the gap in the realm and the injuries on his body made it impossible for him to be the opponent of the refining cultivator opposite, not to mention, the refining cultivator's technique was still so powerful.

Huan Yin felt that his cultivation was beginning to show signs of loosening, and his repeated serious injuries made it difficult for him to keep his cultivation from falling. With such an injury, Huan Yin doesn't know if he can recover, and if his cultivation falls, will it stop permanently.

Huan Yin's eyes were still hollow, and his face was still expressionless. He only sensed that Huan Yin's body still had cultivation fluctuations, so he raised his hand again and began to dance the magic technique.

This time, when the refining cultivator's method changed, the entire field began to become gloomy, and Huan Yin even felt that the sky was gradually starting to darken. Undoubtedly, this is a stronger spell, even more powerful than the one that seriously injured Huan Yin just now.

However, Huan Yin has already exhausted his spells, and now that he is seriously injured and exhausted, how can he resist the bombardment of the opposite monk's spells?

"Shhh The magic trick in the refining cultivator's hand continued to change, and the spiritual power he invoked became more and more, and the momentum on his body became more and more vigorous, and the phantom of the python behind him gradually changed from virtual to real.

Finally, when the refining cultivator method was completed, the python behind him was completely condensed and formed, as if there was really a giant python there.

An extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuation came out of the giant python's body, and there was even a desolate aura unconsciously emitted, making the cultivation power of this python infinitely close to the middle stage of refining!

This spell is too strong, and the monks who can cast this spell are afraid that it will be difficult to meet opponents in the same rank, even if they encounter a monk of the higher rank, they still have the power to protect themselves.

Huan Yin wants to deal with that terrifying python in his current state, there is no possibility at all, if that python really attacks him, only death awaits him.

After the refining cultivator finished casting the spell, he pointed in the direction of Huan Yin without the slightest emotion. Then, the giant python behind him roared wildly and rushed towards Huan Yin!

Huan Yin looked at the python that rushed over, and the spiritual power of his whole body boiled again, he had to make the last fight in the end, even if he knew that most of the results of his fight would be death, but there was no word "sit still" in his dictionary!

"Roar!" Just as Huan Yin was about to sit up and perform his life-threatening blow, a tiger roar came from behind him, and then a white figure swept over Huan Yin's head and rushed towards the giant python opposite him.

It was a snow-white tiger, and the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from its body were many times stronger than that giant python. The moment the white tiger appeared, the giant python immediately trembled, but before it could react, the white tiger had already bitten off its head and roared and threw its huge body out.

"It's it!" Huan Yin looked at the figure of the white tiger, and his heart warmed, and then he finally couldn't support it anymore and fainted. (To be continued.) )