The trick of driving away the enemy is indeed powerful, but the consumption is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Just like Ling Fan, who only had the early stage cultivation of Jindan, even if his cultivation was fully recovered, I am afraid that he could only use it once or twice, and his true qi would be exhausted.

In fact, being able to perform it once or twice should be satisfying for the monks of the Jindan period, after all, the Daozhen Mansion is a real immortal thing.

As an ordinary monk, it is not easy to be able to use the magic weapon of the immortals, who can ask for more.

Being able to use the exorcism technique and scatter the white fist just now, Ling Fan was indeed very satisfied, and even a little excited, but with the appearance of the cloud mist head, this trace of excitement had long since disappeared.

In the Immortal Mansion, refining the fossil tablet had already consumed most of Ling Fan's true qi, and the trick of driving away the enemy just now was already the only strength he had left, at this time, the cloud mist head appeared again, how could he still have the strength to control the Immortal Mansion to resist?

And without the help of the Immortal Mansion, even if Ling Fan was at his peak, I am afraid that he would not have the strength to fight back at all.

What's more, at this time, his true qi is close to exhaustion, and he is so tired that he has even exhausted the strength to stand up, let alone resist the attack of the cloud and mist head, I'm afraid that even if he dodges, he can't do it!

"What should I do?"

wanted to use the trick of driving away the enemy, but found that the dantian was empty, and there was no true qi for him to use.

Such a situation made Ling Fan's heart tremble, but the attack of the cloud mist head would not be weakened by the exhaustion of Ling Fan's true qi.

Even if the Cloud Mist Head knew about Ling Fan's situation at this time, with his hatred for Ling Fan, the power of the attack would be much stronger.

But even if the attack was still like this, it was not something that Ling Fan could stop.

These two cold lights emanated from the eyes of the misty skull, pointing directly at Ling Fan.

The cold light is the thickness of a wrist, and in terms of speed, it is not much faster than lightning. Almost as soon as it was issued, it had already filled the entire Immortal Mansion with a biting chill.

Even, this chill has made the grass under the cloud skull condense, reflecting in the sunlight crystal clear, although it is beautiful, but it has obviously completely frozen to death, and even with a light touch, the whole grass will turn into fine ice chips.

Needless to say, the strength of this chill is not much more, and the strength of these two cold lights is not only that, as he approaches Ling Fan a little bit, before he can get close, the powerful coercion has already fallen on Ling Fan.

Not to mention that his true qi is exhausted and he is so tired that he can't move, even if he is in his heyday, it must be very difficult to dodge!

These two cold rays of light were filled with coercion that only immortals could appear, even if it was formed from the clouds and mist, the realm of coercion had reached the level of immortals, and it was definitely not something that Ling Fan could easily withstand now.

Just because of the coercion, Ling Fan's body sitting on the ground shook for a while, and the corners of his mouth, which was already covered with blood, were gushing out again, and he couldn't control it at all.

Blood spurted out mouthfuls, completely soaking through the placket, and his face became more and more pale.

Although this pale was not due to fear, it was only due to excessive blood loss, but in the eyes of Long Ba, it was full of surprise and fear.

At this time, the dragon tyrant is not much different from the current Ling Fan.

Although his true qi had not yet been completely exhausted, his seriously injured body also made him unable to get up and fight with the clouds and mist again, so he could only watch as those two cold rays of light shot towards Ling Fan.

The speed of the cold light was extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, it had already rushed in front of Ling Fan.

The wrist-thick cold light doesn't feel like much from a distance, but if you go closer, it is like overwhelming, not to mention not one, but two!

In the face of these two cold lights, shooting in parallel, Ling Fan had no way to avoid them at all, and wanted to make a move to resist, but he was depleted of his true qi, he couldn't use Dao techniques, couldn't sacrifice magic weapons, and what way could he stop the attack of this cold light!

At this time, there was only one thing in his hands, and that was the stone tablet of the Immortal Mansion.

Although the power of the cold light has never been felt, even if it is, it can be guessed, it must be extremely amazing.

Even if Ling Fan's body was comparable to a magic weapon, in the face of such an attack, if he resisted it with his physical body, it would be tantamount to suicide.

Of course, such a thing as suicide would not appear to Ling Fan, even if his true qi was now exhausted and he was unable to perform a decent counterattack, he would not give up his defense and let him attack.

"Om!"

Seeing that the cold light had already traveled a foot in front of him, Ling Fan didn't care if it was useful, and the six-character mantra roared out directly from his mouth.

The use of the six-character mantra does not require true qi, but only relies on the soul.

Moreover, Ling Fan's six-character mantra has an advantage, that is, when attacking a powerful opponent, even if the soul attack is useless, the opponent's soul realm is higher, and it will not be able to backfire against him.

The owner of the cloud mist head is from the immortal realm, and the soul realm must be higher than Ling Fan, but even so, Ling Fan still uses it, this is not because he thinks he has a chance to compete with the immortals, but he wants to see if this cloud mist head can be dispersed by the soul attack!

What's more, the six-character mantra was also the only Dao technique that Ling Fan could use at this time, and if he didn't give it a try at this time, he would be unwilling.

As Ling Fan's voice shouted, soon his eyes immediately shone with joy.

The origin of this joy comes from the change of the cloud and mist head.

"Your six-word mantra?"

As soon as Ling Fan's voice shouted, a cry had already come out of the mouth of the cloud mist's skull.

The voice was very loud, and it seemed to be full of jealousy, and Ling Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he kept calculating something in his heart.

"You have clearly cultivated the Ziwei True Sutra, why do you display the mantra of Buddhism?"

The surprise that Ling Fan's six-character mantra brought to the cloud mist head had completely exceeded Ling Fan's imagination, and the cloud mist head kept muttering in his mouth, and after half a sound, he suddenly screamed.

"I know, you must have been transformed by Buddhism!"

The cloud mist head screamed, and at the same time his gaze fell on Ling Fan again, and at this time, Ling Fan had already lifted the stone tablet with both hands and stood up in front of him.

As soon as the action was completed, the cloud mist head had just cast its gaze, and a roar suddenly came from here.

Rumble!

The voice, like thunder, resounded through the sky.

And before the sound disappeared, the entire Immortal Mansion suddenly shook violently.

In the midst of this shaking, the rocks rolled down, the birds and beasts screamed, the ancient trees broke off, the flowers and plants withered, as if the end of the world, but on the only hill in this place, a cloud of white light erupted here.

The diameter of this white light was dozens of zhang, and even on the periphery of the white light, a burst of cold air could still be felt emanating from the center of the white light.

The position where the dragon master was located was the edge of the white light.

Although he was not in the center, even so, the biting chill still made his body shrink uncontrollably.

The reduced volume can reduce the impact of more white light, so the body is undoubtedly the least affected.

But even so, the dragon tyrant, which was reduced to more than three zhang long, was still blown up by the shock wave, although it did not fall to the bottom of the mountain, but it still flew seven or eight zhang away, and then fell on the edge of the mountain.

At the edge of the white light, it was already like this, and after landing on the ground, Long Ba looked at the position of the center of the white light, and his heart was worried.

At this time, Ling Fan was in the center of the white light, because this white light was the two cold lights that hit the stone tablet just now and burst out.

"What's wrong with Ling Fan?"

Looking at the dazzling white light and feeling the powerful coercion, Long Ba's heart had already hanged. His heart was full of worries about Ling Fan's situation.

After all, for him now, if Ling Fan had a problem here, he would lose the most.

Now that Ling Fan has refined the stone tablet and can defeat the white fist alone, at this time, he has become the hope of Long Ba to solve this crisis.

He couldn't even solve the white fist himself, and he couldn't do anything about the cloud mist head in front of him.

After all, even if this cloud mist head is a phantom, it is not surprising that this phantom is also the owner who has unleashed his white fist.

The person who claimed to be the lord of Huajiu Mountain, although no one knew the specific cultivation, the momentum that could be displayed in the place, as well as the later battles, all proved his strength.

The cloud head is certainly powerful, but this is only a phantom formed by the cloud and mist.

A figure condensed with clouds and mist, even if it is powerful, how powerful can it be?

What's more, before the attack hit Ling Fan, Ling Fan had already used the six-character mantra to attract his attention.

An attack that is controlled by someone is completely different from an attack that is not controlled by anyone.

"Is Ling Fan still alive?"

Seeing that the white light gradually faded, the vibration of the Immortal Mansion had gradually disappeared, and the urgency in Long Ba's heart deepened.

In the midst of such a change in his heart, a black shadow suddenly flew out from the top of the mountain.