However, knowing in his heart does not mean that he is really willing to enjoy this kind of 'grinding'. Although he had practiced some secular martial arts, he didn't understand the cultivation of the immortal realm at all, and it was simply unrealistic to want to be forced to suffer from the purple electric quenching body in this situation.

This is indeed the case, since he is completely unable to channel and refine the thunder and lightning that enters his body, these violent thunder spiritual powers continue to accumulate in his body.

Just when he was helpless, he suddenly felt a slight tremor in his upper body, and his body from head to waist actually regained consciousness. He tried to feel it, and the spiritual power was running smoothly, and even the spiritual consciousness that had been imprisoned in his head could be released from his body.

Huh, what's going on?

Well, no matter what, now we must destroy this magic circle first, and no matter how bad it is, we must destroy this thunderbolt ball first!

Lin Quan was overjoyed in his heart, and his spiritual sense moved, and two ordinary top-level magic weapons, one sword, one sword, flew out of the storage bag and struck at the Qinglong statue and the magic circle under his feet respectively.

The opportunity is fleeting, in order to get out of the predicament as soon as possible, he has no time to think about the reason now, anyway, it is nothing more than the power of thunder and lightning in his body that affects the magic circle to imprison him.

"Ding" twice, the two top-level magic weapons that attacked with all their strength did not make a contribution, but let out a wail and fell to the ground in a violent backlash.

The corners of Lin Quan's mouth twitched. He casually glanced at the two swords, which were full of cracks and great spiritual damage, and two top-grade magic weapons flew out of the storage bag at the spiritual movement.

This time, he aimed at the thunderball in front of him and the ghost figure in front of Lian Bingyun. Since there is no way to destroy the magic circle and the statue, then you can only try to attack these four strange things that will kill four people at any time.

However, this time the situation made him even more frightened, after two "poof" sounds, the two magic weapons that pierced into the thunderball and the ghost shadow disappeared silently without even a bubble coming out, feeling as if they had been swallowed by something, and there was not even a scum left.

Do you really want to use the spirit weapon Hundred Illusion Knife to strike with all your might?

Lin Quan's face became ugly. Because regardless of whether the spirit weapon is really useful or not, once he uses the spirit weapon with force, he will no longer have any self-protection power after a blow. He had always liked to have a back hand, and he didn't like this kind of ruining the boat, but he only hesitated for a moment and made a resolute decision.

A simple knife appeared, and with the crazy infusion of spiritual power throughout the body, the shining spiritual light on the blade illuminated the entire magic circle, and a spiritual pressure that was far more powerful than the top magic weapon also rose.

The two attempts to use top-level magic weapons were fruitless, which made him clearly understand that ordinary means could not break the means arranged by the old face at all, even if it was a pseudo-spiritual weapon vajra, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch it, and he could only waste his spiritual power in vain. Rather than waiting for the spiritual power to be exhausted and being blown up by those purple thunderbolts and dying, it is better to die a desperate blow.

When ninety percent of his spiritual power was absorbed by the Hundred Illusion Knife, the Hundred Illusion Knife let out a cheerful soft sound, and the entire blade trembled excitedly. At the same time, a faint crow phantom suddenly spread its wings and appeared, enveloping the entire blade.

"Hehe, this is the phantom of the 'Hundred Illusion Crow', right? I really didn't expect that the first time I drove the Hundred Illusion Knife with all my strength, I could still see the appearance of the machine spirit!"

Lin Quan grinned, the moment the crow phantom appeared, he keenly felt that the spiritual pressure emitted by the entire sword body was a little stronger, making him feel that he was about to lose control.

So he decisively gave up injecting the last of his spiritual power, and he didn't bother to think about why the Hundred Illusion Knife would still appear the phantom shadow of the Hundred Illusion Crow after the machine spirit completely disappeared, and he didn't hesitate to destroy the knife and stab it towards the thunderball.

The spirit weapon is worthy of being a good thing that is a large level higher than the magic weapon, especially the Hundred Illusion Knife that stimulates a trace of the residual power of the weapon spirit is even more powerful. I saw that the brilliant sword light cut into the thunderball like lightning, and shot out from the other side in an instant, and it was effortless to pierce the thunderball.

However, Lin Quan still noticed that when the knife flew straight out three or four feet away, it suddenly turned into a pile of powder and floated in the air.

Did it work?

He looked at the place where the Hundred Illusion Knife had disappeared with a very heartbroken heart, and looked at the thunderball again with a tired face, his heart full of anticipation. If that doesn't work, there's nothing he can do.

A crisp sound came from the "Zizi".

The pierced part in the center of the thunderball suddenly shrouded in purple light, and lightning shot out, and then the entire sphere was distorted and deformed, and the explosion of "Woo" exploded into countless small points of light, splashing irregularly in all directions.

"Whew......!"

Seeing this scene, he let out a long breath of turbidity, and quickly withdrew his gaze to look ahead.

The crisis of the thunderball is temporarily lifted, but if you want to break free from the confinement of the circle, you must find another way. In addition, he felt that it was necessary to take a look at the situation of the three daughters and understand the characteristics of the three ghosts.

Now, the entire magic circle has lost the control of the old face, what if the ghosts want to threaten themselves after refining the three girls into spirit puppets? Thinking so, he first fell on the statue in front of him.

Well, the Blue Dragon statue hasn't changed much.

Next were the three women, the black qi on their faces became more and more obvious, and their faces were extremely distorted, obviously not able to support it for long.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you!" he silently apologized, casually turning his gaze to the three ghosts.

These three ghosts seemed to be the same, and in addition to being shrouded in a strong ghostly aura, they were also surrounded by three black ropes formed by yin spirits. After a few careful glances from top to bottom, Lin Quan was sure that he didn't know the origin of this ghost. The only thing that is certain is that they are definitely real ghosts, maybe they are some kind of ghosts that were suppressed in the tower by Confucianism back then.

Maybe refining the so-called spirit puppet just needs the help of this kind of ghost, so the old face and the dragon soul will deliberately seal them under the magic circle, right?

This is really self-inflicted, and you can't live!

Lin Quan sighed slightly, planning to wait silently for the spiritual power in his body to recover before making plans.

Suddenly, he noticed a strange situation. I saw more than a dozen lilac dots on the three ghost figures. It's just that these light spots are too small, and the color is very light, and they are not easy to detect under the cover of the rich black gas.

What were those purple lights? Why didn't I see them before, and now they suddenly appeared again? His heart moved, and he immediately squinted his eyes slightly and looked at these points of light carefully.

After a few moments, he finally confirmed that this purple light was not quite simple, and after a little thought, he guessed that it was one of the countless small points of light that scattered in all directions after the thunderball burst.

In just a moment's time, the purple light that was not obvious had all expanded in a circle, and the three ghost figures were burned to the point that they trembled. In addition, he noticed that there were still many dots of purple light scattered on the ground around him, and none of them dissipated or extinguished.

It seems that this purple electricity has some kind of immortal quality, and it can also absorb ghost qi to continuously grow its own appearance. If it comes, the three ghosts stained with a lot of purple electricity will be refined sooner or later, but I don't know if the three girls can support it until that time.

Having come to this conclusion, Lin Quan felt a little relieved.

However, just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, he suddenly secretly screamed in his heart, "Not good!" and immediately looked up.

He vaguely remembered that when the thunderball burst, there was a piece of light, and the largest point of light flew upwards.

Sure enough, at this time, a huge purple thunderball appeared between the top of the Four Temples and the crystal ball dome, and it had already silently melted the temple roof and the dome into a large hole.

Without the barrier of the outer prohibition of the Four Temples, all the floating purple electric light near the hole was attracted by this thunderball, and finally converged into a terrifying thing that was several times larger than the one just now. And it has already set its sights on the forest spring below, and a huge power grid has fallen.

Lin Quan's face turned pale, whether it was useful or not, he sacrificed the ink fall shield above his head, and poured all the last remaining spiritual power into it.

It's a pity that his struggle was doomed to be in vain, and with a slight flash of purple lightning, the top-level magic weapon that had followed him for many years turned into nothingness, and then covered his entire body.

This time, the purple electricity that had lost control was no longer quenching, but a complete destruction. Under the crisis, Tai Chi Qiu once again took the initiative to protect the master, and a circle of black and white light films appeared around the body, blocking the power grid.

As soon as the black and white light mask and the purple thunder light came into contact, they were as violently consumed each other as water and fire, and in the blink of an eye, this layer of power grid dissipated and became invisible. It's just that this kind of indestructible thunder is not easy to get along with, and as a price, the black and white light mask has also shrunk by a small part.

Two forces with the supreme power of Hu collided fiercely in front of him, and Lin Quan could only watch all this blankly, extremely worried in his heart. The thunderball in the air was huge, and if it was exchanged in the same way as before, the black and white light mask of the weaker side would obviously not last long.

Lin Quan's guess was not wrong.

In order to preserve its own "dignity", it lowered several purple flashing power grids in a row, covering them layer upon layer, vowing to destroy everything.

In just a dozen breaths, the black and white mask resisted the invasion of twenty or thirty power grids in a row. The mask, which could still be three inches away from the body, has been consumed by the power grid, and it has shrunk leisurely behind the clothes, and it can only keep the epidermis.

Without the protection of the light mask, the exquisite silver demon armor on Lin Quan's body and the silver shirt lined with it were all instantly turned into powder by purple electricity and disappeared without a trace.

With a bang, a small purple dagger slipped out of his bosom and fell gently to the ground. This small sword was the one that was casually put down in his arms after breaking through the wall of the secret room before, and such an inconspicuous small sword could actually be undamaged under the bombardment of purple lightning.

Seeing this scene, his originally desperate eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't think much about it, and hurriedly injected all the little spiritual power he had left into the short sword, and manipulated this "life-saving straw" to face the power grid falling in the air.

Now he is completely a dead horse as a live horse doctor, he has already discovered the extraordinaryness of this sword before, and now he has seen it with his own eyes is completely unafraid of the power of purple lightning.

Maybe

Maybe it's the key to resolving the crisis!