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Luo Xuan also calmed down.

The moment Yin Feng slammed his staff on the ground just now made him realize that he had made an unforgivable mistake in estimating the enemy, and that he was too self-conscious. He had a similar experience, and he was so tired that Yu Lao was really angry and scolded him fiercely, but unfortunately now the soul is separated, and he is trapped here for the treasure of the snake clan.

His heart was sour, and Luo Xuan, who had calmed down his blood, intersected with Yin Feng's eyes at this moment, and found that his eyes were shining, obviously still irritating.

The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, a nervous and exciting feeling walked all over the body, he felt that under this terrible pressure, the demon seal and rune spirit in the body seemed to come to life, showing a magical feeling of being ready to fight and even eager to try, and suddenly, the spirit of the whole person was raised to the peak state.

Yin Feng's shoulders stiffened, he stood with a horizontal staff, and said coldly: "I don't know the height of the sky, I dare to try to steal the law of my Holy Clan, let you see how powerful my Holy Clan's law is!"

To everyone's surprise, Luo Xuan, who was still enthusiastic just now, looked motionless like an old monk at this moment, ignoring the fierce authority of cultivating to be many steps higher than himself.

No one knew that when he withdrew from his thoughts of Yu Lao and expelled all distracting thoughts into the state of mind of keeping the center in one, it seemed to turn into a scene in the valley where he was located, and he became one with the entire environment.

It was the first time that he had this kind of strange awareness of grasping the overall situation, and he felt exceptionally clear.

What's even more amazing is that his heart and eyes opened, and he saw that in the depths of this valley land under his feet, there were five elements of the abyss aura roaring and galloping, this strange aura of the abyss was different from the five elements aura seen in the past, it was dominated by one of the five elements, supplemented by others, whistling back and forth, sweeping like a storm, during which the five elements were unpredictable, and from time to time they were guided by another pure aura, chaotic and directionless, and the cycle was endless.

The audience was silent, breathing still.

Even if it is the aurora of the Holy Emperor, because of the words in advance, it is not appropriate to stop this exploratory fight now.

In fact, he was the only person on the field who knew why Luo Xuan would make the Dragon Illusion that was listed as one of the Twelve Holy Texts of the Holy Clan. Because, Luo Xuan's practice that seemed to be a retreat not long ago was the most profound and mysterious "Holy Spirit Transformation Realm" among the Holy Clan.

When Luo Xuan fell into the Holy Spirit Realm, Aurora guessed it. Although he didn't know how Luo Xuan's Holy Spirit Transformation was different from their real snake spirit, he knew that Luo Xuan could only break through by himself, otherwise he would be dead.

The Holy Spirit Transformation Realm, this realm is definitely an insurmountable hurdle for the snake spirit clan, because only the snake spirit with the true blood blood blood of the Holy Spirit in the holy clan can open it on its own, and once it is opened, there is only one way that cannot be broken, a dead end.

And those who can break through the Holy Spirit Transformation Realm will realize one of the twelve holy scriptures of the Holy Clan's Dharma books, and those with superior qualifications can even realize three of them, and then be promoted in continuous cultivation, and their true realm can integrate the twelve holy scriptures, cultivate the Holy Spirit True Method, and achieve the true completion of cultivation, so it is not uncommon for Luo Xuan, who has absorbed the true blood of the Holy Spirit, to be able to perform the Dragon Illusion.

With a sigh in his heart, Aurora stared at Luo Xuan on the field, but remembered the process of interacting with him, when he was made by the Cold Smoke Divine Sword, he thought that he would die, and even felt the touch of death, but at the last moment of despair, Qinghe led Luo Xuan's appearance, as if the Holy Spirit came to the rescue, allowing him to get out of trouble and regain his vitality in one fell swoop.

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by a spring!

The experience of traveling in the human cultivation realm for hundreds of years has given Aurora a human way of thinking, and the gift of the Holy Spirit King Ring is completely an idea to repay Luo Xuan at that time, in order to facilitate his search for Luo Xuan's whereabouts after recovering from his injuries.

In fact, the true blood bloodline of the Holy Spirit in the King's Ring, even if it is a disciple of the Holy Clan, it is absolutely difficult to obtain, because it is a kind of branding, and without the cooperation of the most profound Holy Spirit Sacrifice Method, coupled with the guidance of a person with the same blood of the Holy Spirit, it is impossible to obtain it at all.

What kind of experience did Luo Xuan have, he was able to absorb true blood and become half of the Holy Clan, Aurora has no way of knowing, even if it is based on his cultivation, he can only believe that everything is the providence of the Holy Spirit, which also makes him even more convinced that Luo Xuan's timely appearance is definitely the most precious gift given to him by the God of the Holy Spirit to ascend to the throne of the Holy Emperor, and he must do everything possible to protect his safety.

The aura of the earth abyss roared back and forth, and Luo Xuan's mind was there, and he saw that it seemed to be a living world. These chaotic auras are like fish in a pond, frolicking and chasing in the water, and every blowing, circling, and cruising makes him feel good.

Luo Xuan didn't move, and his face actually showed a faint smile, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him at all.

In a mixture of surprise and surprise, everyone who watched the battle felt that Luo Xuan was integrated with the entire environment, but instead the Indian style was domineering and powerful, and his face was full of disdain, showing a strange feeling of being out of place.

Yin Feng gradually regained his contempt for arrogance, and for the first time he thought that although the other party's cultivation was extremely low-level, like an ant-like existence, although it was not good-looking for him to win, but if he let the other party act like this, the damage to his reputation would be incomparable.

But the problem is that he can't really kill Luo Xuan, and it is absolutely unwise to offend the Holy Emperor Aurora for this, and the difficulty at the moment is how to ink in the middle.

Thinking about this, Yin Feng moved his right foot forward, stepped lightly, and made a heavy foot sound. His clothes fluttered suddenly, his purple staff swayed slowly, and he shouted lightly: "Holy Lead, Vortex!"

A fierce whirlpool of wind suddenly rose in the flat land of the valley, trapping Luo Xuan like a rolling wave, disturbing the silence in the valley.

The cold wind was blowing, Luo Xuan was fearless in his heart, and he was thoughtless.

It's been a long time, since he has entered the Qi Refining Realm, it is the first time that he has fought head-on with someone, and the opponent is an existence to look up to.

He didn't know what level of Yin Feng's cultivation was, but he knew that this battle would definitely have to fight for breath, and he must not be a turtle with a shrunken head.

Come to think of it, whether or not you can do it is another matter entirely. Luo Xuan's firm belief only existed in his heart for a moment, and then it collapsed under the momentum of the Yin Feng, and the strength of the high-level cultivator was completely beyond his imagination.

The whirlpool wind that detonated by the Seal Wind Sacrifice Method blew and cut it, and before Luo Xuan's Yuan Force could be urged, his body was trapped by the whirlpool. In an instant, there was a cone pain like a ten thousand sword carving, even if the strength of the Yin Feng was revealed to be less than a point, he still couldn't bear it, and the Zhengyang aura that was originally tightly wrapped around his body was even more like the wind blowing away without any left.

Luo Xuan was so vulnerable, and it didn't surprise many people, except for Qiu Fan. He couldn't believe what was in front of him, and the enthusiasm that had just risen immediately reached the freezing point.

The helper looked at Aurora and saw that Aurora's eyes showed a trace of unbearability, but his expression was still unfazed, as if everything in front of him was normal.

"Sister Qinghe......"

When Qiu Fan was at a loss, he was held by Qinghe's hand, he wanted to say something, but found that Qinghe's palms were full of sweat, and he was obviously extremely nervous.

With a thud, he fell to the ground heavily, and the pain was not as deep as he imagined, perhaps because the pain was extremely painful and became a little numb.

There was a hot pain on his face, there should have been a few more cuts, Luo Xuan couldn't move for a long time, and with great difficulty, he swept away the blood marks that had lost his sight, and got up again.

Yin Feng was contemptuous, squeezed out a cruel smile stiffly, and waved his hand casually, the whirlwind surged, and Luo Xuan flew out like a fallen leaf.

Surprisingly, when Luo Xuan stood up again, he was smiling, faintly, slowly looking up, looking at a relaxed Yin Feng.

Yin Feng's face gradually became cold.

The little cultivation of the Terran kid in front of him was no different from an ant in his eyes, but that smile really disgusted him, extreme disgust!

He smiled hideously and shot again, but to his surprise, Luo Xuan stood up again, although he looked extremely embarrassed, but there was still a casual chuckle on his face.

Yin Feng snorted coldly: "Don't think that with this kind of trick, the old man can't help you, let you see how powerful the Holy Law is!"

"Holy Fa Xuan, Soul Eater!"

With the Indian wind, the swirling strong wind swirled and condensed into a huge whirlpool wind tunnel like a bloody mouth, sucking Luo Xuan staggering and drifting towards the center of the wind tunnel.

Before struggling, Luo Xuan's body, which even felt difficult to move his arms, suddenly emptied, and his Yuan Force actually had the intention of overflowing out of his body, as if it had been sucked up, and he rushed towards the huge whirlpool wind tunnel.

Fu Ling, Mo Luo Yin, Reincarnation Bead, these few powerful gods on weekdays did nothing at this time, no matter how much he used his mental strength to drive, he still couldn't stop the loss of Yuan Li.

Frightened to the extreme, Luo Xuan, whose face was already a little hideous, howled in pain, completely subconsciously, he struggled to swing like the wind, twisted strangely, and finally succeeded in escaping from the whirlpool.

"Sure enough, it's a dragon illusion!"

Yin Feng smiled gloomily, and made another move, and three swirls of wind gathered and trapped Luo Xuan again.

Aurora looked at Luo Xuan, who was almost wailing, and his face was unwavering.

Surprisingly, at this time, he remembered the past he had experienced, and how similar that scene was to what he was looking at!

The corners of Aurora's mouth twitched, and a faint smile passed, and the red saliva on the side also showed a little calmness in his eyes.

Qiu Fan couldn't hold it back, and Luo Xuan's wail was definitely a torment for him. He dodged out, and the phantom body pounced on the whirlwind, and when he saw that he was near, a little excitement surged in his heart, and a strong force stopped him, and he paused in midair.

A similar scene appeared, a big hand that looked tangible pulled Qiu Fan, pulled it back again, and threw it to its original position, if it weren't for the vibration from the foot board that made the whole body numb, Qiu Fan thought that he hadn't moved at all, he howled heartbreakingly, but his body was like taking root, and he couldn't move.

"You dead old man, what are you doing with me? I want to ......!"

Qiu Fan struggled and screamed, but unfortunately Chi Wei didn't even have the mind to look at him, he just waved his sleeves, his throat suffocated, and he choked back the second half of his words.