"Sing. What a big mouth with. I didn't even take my Imperial Spirit Sect in my eyes. Do I really have this strength, or am I bragging about it? Although Lin Xuan felt a little weird, since he was pretending to be a monk of the Imperial Spirit Complexion, this scene was going to continue.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, a magic trick flew out. The three monsters roared in unison, and together they pounced viciously on their opponents.

Although it is a condensation of mana, the strength of each head is comparable to that of the demon beasts in the early stage of transformation, and the combination of the three monsters is enough to change the color of ordinary mid-stage old monsters. However, the scholar turned a blind eye, and the corners of his mouth even showed a bit of sarcasm.

I saw him slap the back of his head, and several sword rays erupted from his mouth, hitting the spar in front of him with unmistakable accuracy.

A soft snort came to my ears, and cracks appeared. Then more than a dozen spars burst out together, and countless cyan photoelectric lights appeared in the sky.

These are not garbage, Quan Xi is a dazzling high-grade spar, and the spiritual power contained in it is released together, which is definitely not to be underestimated.

Then the scholar held a brush in his hand and pointed to the one he had just written, the word "broken".

Woo......

Lin Xuan's eyes widened, the scene that happened in front of him was jaw-dropping, and the spiritual power that emanated from the spar was all frantically pouring into the broken words.

Lin Xuan had never seen this situation, but he began to chill in his heart, and even had the urge to turn around and run away.

"Absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and turn it into an attack!"

In ancient books, Lin Xuan once read such a line of descriptions. It was specifically for an immortal cultivator in the clutch period, and after entering this stage, it was completely different from before, and he was able to control the surrounding heaven and earth Yuan Qi for his own use.

"Young master, this guy shouldn't be an old monster in the clutch period. Yue'er's voice trembled and she spoke, and the little girl's reaction was much faster than before.

Lin Xuan's back was covered with beads of sweat, but after a slight hesitation, he shook his head: "No, he is definitely only a Yuan Infant Stage Immortal Cultivator." ”

"For what, this way of absorbing aura is simply only possessed during the clutch period. Yue'er retorted with some horror, and her pretty face was full of suspicion.

"It's a bit like what is described in ancient books. But the real clutch period cultivator is to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth from all around, and this guy is to smash the spar and then suck it, on the surface, it is somewhat similar, but the difficulty is not the same, you must know that the vitality of heaven and earth is everywhere, but it is very thin in the ordinary environment, only the monk in the clutch period can use the great magic power to absorb it for his own use, and the aura in the high-level spar is very rich, which is of course easy to absorb. Lin Xuan explained slowly. But it sounds more like mumble.

"I see. Yue'er nodded. Listening to the young master's analysis, it really makes sense.

But Lin Xuan's face was still gloomy and lovely, than.

Although the opponent's fighting style is far from being comparable to that of the clutch period monk, it is by no means a small skill of carving insects, but a very secret technique.

If you didn't guess wrong, most of them were imitated and created by some extremely intelligent senior immortal cultivators according to the supernatural powers of the immortal cultivators in the clutch period.

Such an attack will hardly consume the caster's own mana, as long as he has enough hedron on his body, he can continue to fight.

Tricky is the only description.

Lin Xuan was very curious about the origin of the scholar. Such a subtle supernatural power is definitely not something that ordinary sect families can possess and create. I don't know how many generations of monks have worked together. And the few words he just confided, full of hatred for the Seven Great Forces, this guy is probably really proven.

Lin Xuan thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy again. He didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

With a flick of his robe, the Green Fire Sword flew out, and Lin Xuan was ready to go all out and take down this tricky guy first.

And after absorbing a large amount of spiritual power, the broken word also changed, and it shattered with a bang. Countless palm-sized wind blades appeared in front of him.

Lin Xuan took a breath of cool air, there were more than 10,000 of them.

"Hurry!"

The scholar spat out the word softly.

All the wind blades were like a storm, like a three-headed monster swarming away.

Lin Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, and a divine thought came out. Although these three-headed monsters are ferocious, they are not condensed by demon spirits, so they need to be controlled by him in order to exert their magical powers.

I saw that the giant python opened its mouth and spewed out a gray pillar of light from it, and a crackling and popping sound reached its ears, colliding head-on with the wind blade flying over. The spirit flickered, and the monster with the head of a scorpion and a lion. There was a loud roar, and sound waves visible to the naked eye surged. There are some similarities with the magic power of the lion's roar in Buddhism.

As for the giant silkworm-like thing, it spit out countless filaments from its mouthparts, protecting itself inside, and in an instant, it turned into a white and fat silkworm cocoon, and the white light flashed, and it crashed into the wind blade without fear.

To be fair, hexification is no small feat. The three-headed monster has exerted extraordinary magical powers, but in the face of tens of thousands of wind blades, it is still dwarfed, whether it is a pillar of light, a sound wave, or a cocoon. Only a small half of it was offset, and it was wrapped in the remaining wind blade.

The sneering sound was incessant, mixed with the roar of the three-headed monster, waiting to survive the attack of the wind blade. The aura on the earth's bodies had dimmed, turning into countless points of light, and gradually disappearing into the void.

"Daoyou's spell is good, but condensing this kind of monster seems to be very mana-consuming, how many true yuan do you still have, how many more can you condense?" the scholar opened his mouth with a smile, his eyes full of resentment. Lin Xuan's heart moved, it seemed that the other party really hated the Imperial Spirit Sect.

"Humph!"

Lin Xuan didn't bother with the other party, the demonic technique is strong, but it is easy to consume the mana on his body, since the enemy is tricky, of course, using magic weapons against the enemy is more saving spiritual power.

Lin Bai hit a trick.

The green fire sword flashed, turning into a wisp of sharp light and slashing towards the opposite side.

This kind of supernatural ability to imitate the monks of the clutch period is indeed extremely mysterious, but it is not without flaws, the other party has to write, to break the spars, and to absorb spiritual power, although it is done in one go, but together. The cast speed is also much slower than normal.

He cast a magic power, and he can already send out two five-element spells, or use the magic weapon to do two attacks.

And Lin Xuan was testing just now, and now that he saw the weakness, he naturally wouldn't give him time to cast spells calmly.

The Qinghuo Sword was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it had already slashed in front of the opponent's eyes, but the scholar's face remained unchanged. The inkstone flashed with a flash of inspiration, and it had quickly become larger, like a shield, and the green fire sword slashed on it.

This sword is extremely sharp, and it is not a problem to cut ordinary magic weapons at all, but with the muffled sound, the inkstone does not appear to crack at all. (To be continued)