Chapter 131: Nine Nether Fires
Ling Xuan was so impacted by the explosion of the sword intent that he spat out a mouthful of blood, his clothes were already in tatters, and now he was almost out of clothes, and his hair was directly blown into curls by the power of thunder and lightning.
As soon as the hand touched it, it turned to ashes and fell.
"You!" Ling Xuan was trembling with anger, pointing at her and unable to speak.
Zhi Yao was very helpless when she saw this, didn't she hear the villain die because of a lot of words?
However, I didn't expect this move to have such a destructive power, and Zhi Yao was satisfied for a while.
Although the previous sword intent would explode, it was a reaction after it came into contact with the object and collided.
And the explosion just now was due to his own communication with the sword intent, as early as after he found out that he could communicate with the sword qi, he had this conjecture.
I tried it just now, and it was successful, and the power of this blasting is quite powerful, and it can also cause a lot of damage in the later stage of foundation building.
Ling Xuan wiped the blood from his lips fiercely, took out a handful of Vedelium seeds from the storage bag, and threw them towards Zhi Yao's feet, followed by another sword mixed with golden light and slashed towards her.
Sensing the danger, Zhi Yao dodged the sword light attack with a roll, but was entangled in the divine whip grass.
With a fierce force, Zhi Yao pulled out her legs, but because of the unstable center of gravity, she fell to the futon that had already fallen to the corner.
As soon as Zhi Yao sat down, the entire futon suddenly turned to ashes, and then a cluster of white flames ran out.
"Nine Nether Flames?" Feeling a biting chill, Ling Xuan exclaimed in surprise, looking at the flames in disbelief.
As the top ten spiritual fires on the list of different fires, the Nine Nether Flames are formed by collecting the resentment of the ghosts of the Nine Nether Hells. And if you want to get this thing, you also need to go down to the Nine Hells and try your luck.
Unexpectedly, I ran into one in this place. Ling Xuan was overjoyed in his heart, this Nine Nether Fire was his own.
Zhi Yao was startled by the fire that came out, felt its breath, and her heart tightened, remembering the painful feeling in the dream.
Xia Qiyue, however, felt a beat in her heart when she saw the Nine Nether Fire, and she felt a burst of guidance in the dark, asking her to take it down.
"Xia girl, take it. The voice of Lingyu's predecessor came from the space, and Xia Qiyue was even more determined.
This thing is bound to be obtained by itself.
Xia Qiyue slowly approached the cave, took out a high-grade magic weapon, Chixia Pi Lian, and looked at the two of them vigilantly.
"Huh, I won't talk about that dead girl, you also want to fight for this thing at the peak of Qi cultivation?" Ling Xuan laughed directly when he saw Xia Qiyue acting like this, the current female cultivators are so self-conscious? Or do you think that you will let her go for the sake of her face?
It's really naïve.
"This person is an evil cultivator, the two of us will join forces to get rid of him first, and then decide who this thing belongs to, how about it?" Zhi Yao sent a message to Xia Qiyue.
Xia Qiyue analyzed the current situation, although he still had hole cards to defeat this male cultivator, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured, and finally taken advantage of by this female cultivator.
It's better to ally with her first.
"Hmm. Xia Qiyue nodded coldly and gradually walked into the cave.
Seeing this, Ling Xuan stared at the two of them with some amusement, they really thought that the challenge of leapfrogging was like eating?
Then let them see if the gap in cultivation is so easy to cross.
He is bound to get these nine nether fires, and no one can take them away.
After thinking about it, Ling Xuan took the lead and slashed at Xia Qiyue with a sword.
In his eyes, this woman is just the peak of Qi training, and she can't take a move from herself at all.