After a while, with a loud bang, the unpresiding "Yellow Sand Array" in the stone room was completely broken by the Jin Xia Sanren. As the formation dissipated, the flags that were buried under the ground also turned into powder at the same time. Just as Jin Xia was smiling and preparing to kill Lin Quan, a sword shadow about two feet long and glowing with colorful brilliance rose from between Lin Quan's palms with a powerful spiritual pressure.

The time, it seems, is just right.

"Rune Treasure!"

Before the Jin Xia Sanren who had broken through the formation in the shortest possible time with a large amount of spiritual power had no time to laugh, they were frightened and screamed by the five-colored sword shadow that exuded a powerful spiritual pressure.

"Hurry!"

After finally urging the multicolored sword rune treasure in time, Lin Quan didn't bother to answer. He lightly stretched out his hand and pointed, and the multicolored sword light transformed by the multicolored sword rune treasure slashed directly towards Jin Xia Sanren.

"Hmph, don't think that having a Fu Bao Poor Dao really scares you. With your current ability, it is impossible to exert one-twelfth of the power of this treasure!" Jin Xiasan, who was covered by the colorful sword, had a very gloomy face, but he did not look too flustered.

With one move, he first took back all the two swords into the storage bag, and at the same time, his left sleeve waved and rolled, and the left fist that had been hidden under the big sleeve suddenly flashed with golden light, and a golden fist-like magic weapon flew out of his hand, and the aura flashed into a golden hand more than three feet long.

As soon as this golden hand appeared, a powerful spiritual pressure that was even more powerful than the "Soul Thirst Bead" also followed. However, it doesn't seem to be an easy task for Jin Xiasan to control this magic weapon. In less than two or three breaths, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. It's just that at the moment of life and death, he is not flawless at all, and after deducting a strange spiritual trick in his left hand, Jin Xia Sanren opened his mouth at the big golden hand and spewed out a bloody arrow.

"Golden Lion Claw, up!"

After being stimulated by the spirit trick and essence blood, the golden hand on the back of this hand with a lion's head spirit pattern immediately burst into light. And from the tip of the five fingers, five golden light claws more than three feet long slowly stretched out, like a mad lion, and slammed towards the multicolored sword that attacked from the front.

I don't know what this golden fist glove suddenly appeared for, and as soon as it appeared, it was a sharp multicolored sword. For a moment, the five-colored aura and the golden aura were intertwined with each other, emitting bursts of "rumbling" sounds, and it seemed that he was not afraid of the edge of the rune treasure at all.

"A top-level magic weapon, or a spiritual weapon, this is impossible!" Lin Quan was also stunned when such a change suddenly occurred.

In his mind, as long as the rune treasure came out, even if an ordinary Qi Condensation Stage cultivator cultivated to a height of one or two levels, there would only be a dead end. The Yin and Yang Sanren at that time were a good example. But he never thought that Jin Xia Sanren, a ninth-level loose cultivator of condensation, would have such a powerful fist magic weapon.

"Haha, this talisman treasure was accepted unceremoniously. After the golden lion's claw unexpectedly struck a shot to fasten the colorful sword, a calm person like Rao is Jin Xia Sanren couldn't help but laugh wildly.

It is no wonder that compared to the "Hundred Young Knife" spirit weapon that could not be driven at all until the condensation stage, the rune treasure that could exert extremely strong power during the condensation period was the most practical. Even if he didn't use it, he could easily exchange it for a top-grade magic weapon.

"You seem to be rejoicing too soon!"

The frightened Lin Quan naturally would not be restrained, and after he snorted coldly, he immediately injected all the spiritual power of his whole body into the rune treasure. After getting the support of the master, the colorful sword mang also struggled with all his might.

Let's not talk about whether this golden fist is really a spiritual weapon, even if it is really a spiritual weapon, Lin Quan is not too afraid. Because a ninth-level Qi Condensation Monk cannot fully exert the power of a spiritual weapon even if he passes some special secret method, and according to the introduction of the classics, even if a Qi Condensation Stage monk can drive a spiritual weapon, it is bound to consume an unknown amount of spiritual power. Lin Quan believed that the result of Jin Xiasan's confrontation with himself was at most five or five.

"Hmph, the thing that was held by the golden lion's claw of the poor road has never run away!" After feeling the huge force from the colorful sword, Jin Xia Sanren was not to be outdone.

As the two sides exerted their strength at the same time, the multicolored sword and the golden lion claw each emitted a stronger aura and entangled with each other. For a while, no one can help anyone. As a result, the original life-and-death duel turned into a war of attrition in which spiritual power fought each other. It's just that this kind of unfancy spiritual power attrition war is extremely unfavorable to Lin Quan.

In less than half a burnt of incense, Lin Quan, who had already consumed most of his spiritual power and was injured, already felt that the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted. After gritting his teeth, he suddenly removed the spiritual power shield on his body, and then reached out with both hands, took out a medium-grade spirit stone from each of them, and began to try his best to replenish his spiritual power.

Jin Xia Sanren was stunned for a moment after seeing this, and seemed to not understand why Lin Quan would make such a suicidal choice at such a tense moment.

"Isn't he afraid that I will throw a spell and end his life? Oh, by the way, it turned out to save spiritual power. ”

Jin Xiasanren was stunned for a moment, and then guessed the reason. He sneered disdainfully, and then also removed the golden light mask on his body, and also took out the medium-grade spirit stone and began to recover his spiritual power.

The experienced Jin Xia Sanren thought of the reason almost instantly. It may seem silly to take the initiative to remove the defensive shield at this juncture, but in reality it is not.

Because in the all-out battle between the Golden Lion Claw and the Rune Treasure, both sides have already put all their spiritual power into the control of the Rune Treasure and the Golden Lion Claw, and there is no extra spiritual power to use other means.

Therefore, in this kind of attrition war that fights purely with spiritual power, every bit of spiritual power is crucial, and maybe the spiritual power saved now to maintain the shield is the last straw that will crush the opponent in the near future. And judging from the current situation, under the power of a treasure of the level of rune treasure and the golden lion's claw, it doesn't make a difference whether there is that thin light mask on the body or not. The key is that you can withstand the positive pressure.

After the addition of the mid-grade spirit stones, the grappling between the two sides was still deadlocked. It's just that manipulating runes is still more spiritually powerful than magic weapons after all, and gradually the light on the multicolored sword has dimmed. Although the golden lion's claw is also weakening, it is more than a step stronger than the multicolored sword.

"Hahaha! Golden boy, you're done!" Seeing that his golden lion claw had gradually controlled the scene, the equally pale Jin Xia scattered people and laughed wildly.

While laughing wildly, the spirit trick in Jin Xiasanren's hand changed again, and he did everything to spew out a large mouthful of essence blood towards the golden lion's claw again. I saw that the position of the lion's head and eyes on the back of the golden lion's claw suddenly flashed, and a hazy golden lion phantom flashed and disappeared in an instant. When the phantom of the golden lion flashed, the golden lion's claw immediately became as powerful as if it was possessed by the golden lion, and with a heavy claw, the sword light formed by the colorful sword rune treasure was forcibly crushed and firmly clasped in the palm of the palm. Then he clenched his claws into a fist and blasted towards Lin Quan not far away, it seemed that Jin Xiasan couldn't wait to blast Lin Quan into a pulp with one punch.