Chapter 320: Picture Scroll
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A array of flags flew back into Lin Xuan's hand, and the mist surged for a while, and then it was like two sides parting, and the scene in the middle gradually became clear.
Lei Hong was stunned, snorted, and also took back the magic weapon of the Heaven Turning Seal.
A man and a woman come into view.
The man is about twenty, and his appearance is ordinary, and he can't remember it even if he throws it into the crowd, but his cultivation is not weak, and he has reached the realm of the early stage of Ning Dan.
Lei Hong's eyes narrowed slightly, but he quickly didn't care, the other party's face was pale, his expression was sluggish, and he looked like he had lost his vitality.
Turning his gaze to the girl next to him, his consciousness swept away, and Lei Hong's eyes suddenly burst with a light of surprise.
This girl is actually a yin soul body, and she obviously practices the art of ghost cultivation, and now she has reached the realm of the great consummation of the foundation building period.
This is a good ghost servant!
In the cultivation realm, it is far rarer than spirit beasts.
God favors me, this time I really picked up a treasure.
Lei Hong was overjoyed. Looking at Lin Xuandi, his gaze became more and more unkind. From head to toe. has faintly burst out of the cold murderous aura.
I want to rob the ghost servant. Naturally, its owner must be destroyed first.
I'm about to do it. Lin Xuan turned his head to look over. Slightly sneering, he spoke: "What." Daoist friends don't even ask about my identity. You just want to kill people and rob treasures?"
"Hmph. What is there to ask. Your Excellency laid out such a strange formation. Naturally, there is no doubt about demon cultivation. The so-called good and evil are not mutually exclusive. Hands on you. It's a matter of course. ”
"Justified?" Lin Xuan sneered: "With a set of formations." How can you tell that I'm a demon cultivator? It's just a pretext to grab the treasure. But it doesn't matter. Since Daoyou wants to return to the West. I'll give you a ride. ”
Lei Hong listened to Lin Xuandi's words. I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. I vaguely feel that something is wrong. The other party breathed so loudly. Of course. It is also not excluded that he is bluffing.
"Your Excellency is not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, you are a monk in the early stage of Ning Dan, and your vitality is greatly damaged, how dare you speak to me like this?"
"Don't you believe it? Then try it and you'll know the way!"
After Lin Xuan finished speaking, he slapped it on the storage bag, and a wisp of turquoise silk flew out, extremely fast, and pierced towards the other party.
"Flying needle magic weapon?"
Lei Hong's face changed slightly, this kind of flying needle-type magic weapon is extremely difficult to refine because it is small, but it usually has special magical powers, and its power is extraordinary.
What's more, what is in front of you is not an ordinary thing. It is an ancient treasure that has been handed down from ancient times.
The ancient monks had vast magical powers, and the treasures they sacrificed were often more powerful than the current monks' magic treasures.
However, the number of ancient treasures is not much, let alone the monks in the early stage of Ning Dan have them. Most people haven't even seen it.
As soon as this young man made a move, it was a rare flying needle-type ancient treasure, how could he not make Lei Hong shocked?
The contempt was gone, Lei Hong opened his mouth as if he was facing a great enemy, and spewed out a short knife that was only a foot long, with a thick back and a thin blade, and countless strange runes engraved on the handle, which was extraordinary at first glance.
Lei Hong rubbed his hands together, and a magic trick was injected. The short knife snapped softly, turned into a wisp of red, and broke through the air.
Suddenly, the sound of gold and iron resonating loudly, red light and green rays, endless fighting, and the surrounding aura fell like rain.
Lei Hong breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could suppress the opponent's ancient treasure, a cultivator in the early stage of Ning Dan naturally had nothing to fear. He sneered, and was about to drive other means, but Lin Xuan had already sacrificed the Xuanhuo Divine Bead.
"Hey, this is ......"
Lei Hong's expression was stunned, and he looked carefully at the beads the size of a dragon's eye on Lin Xuan's chest, and his face suddenly became cloudy.
It's an ancient treasure again!
Who is this kid sacred, that is, most of the monks in the late stage of Ning Dan only have one ancient treasure, how can he ......
Could it be that this kid is the descendant of an old monster in his infancy?
Judging from Lin Xuanyun's technique of using the Blue Scale Needle just now, Lei Hong couldn't tell that he was using authentic Taoist divine skills. The demon cultivator's argument was naturally self-defeating. But there is no intention of stopping!
Originally, the purpose was to kill people and rob treasures, but now that they have done it. Where can you give up halfway, especially if you find that Lin Xuandi's identity may be extraordinary, then you must do your best to kill him, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
Lin Xuan didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he didn't need to think too much about it at all, although helping Yue'er heal his injuries caused him to lose his vitality greatly, but the purity of Lin Xuan's mana was already far above that of a monk of the same level, plus a large number of treasures, Lin Xuan was still sure of killing such a mid-stage cultivator.
If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, since the other party has ill intentions, he will naturally fight back with ten times the force.
The Xuanhuo Divine Bead hung high above his head, Lin Xuan snapped his fingers, and a wisp of flame shot out from between his fingers and flew into the orb.
A golden flame burst open, and the next moment it turned into a sea of fire.
"Duh!"
Lin Xuan's voice was clearly audible, and with the sound of his incantation, dozens of giant pythons the thickness of buckets and condensed from flames formed in the sea of fire, and then roared like the other party pounced, the momentum was amazing.
Lei Hong was also startled, but quickly calmed down, and with a tap on the storage bag, he took out a pair of scrolls.
The development of cherished and heavy is actually an antique picture.
In the background is the sparkling sea, and between the sea and the sky, a divine dragon flies, not ...... No, it's not a divine dragon, although the two are very similar, but there are still nuances, it should be an evil dragon.
"What is this?"
Lin Xuan's face showed a look of confusion, this thing didn't look like a magic weapon, but it was extremely agile, could it be some kind of cultivation treasure that he didn't know.
Although he had never seen it, let alone knew it, but he didn't know what it was, Lin Xuan faintly felt that this thing was a little familiar, as if it was related to something he had used.
Lin Xuan's heart froze, but then he put the doubts behind him, no matter what he was, he would destroy this person first.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan began to inject more mana into the Xuanhuo Divine Bead.
Whoosh ......
In addition to the fire snake, one by one the firebirds were also formed in the sea of fire, with a wingspan of nearly two feet long, and they looked exactly like vultures.
"Go!"
The firebird croaked and flew towards its opponent after the fiery serpent.
In the face of such a terrible attack, Lei Hong turned a blind eye, and even showed a hint of arrogance on his face.
Holding the scroll flat on his chest, a trick struck it.
The entire scroll trembled slightly, a layer of blue light appeared, and the terrifying spiritual power was centered and spread to the surroundings.
"What is this?"
I saw that in the sky, the spiritual power gathered together, turned into small droplets visible to the naked eye, and frantically poured into the picture scroll.