He was secretly wondering why Nangong Xuanlun's attack was not as good as once, when his brows jumped suddenly, and the awe-inspiring evil qi came from behind him, and the evil qi was like a substance, penetrating the skin and burrowing into the body, cold and ruthless, as if it could freeze the blood.

Ling Xuan was startled, and suddenly turned around, but it was still too late, the fist-sized lotus ghost bead went around the back at some point, the black light was swallowing, and the ghostly aura was abrupt, and it suddenly broke through the air and smashed on his chest. He felt as if he had been hit hard by a thousand catties, and although he had the Fire Spirit Immortal Armor to remove most of the impact, he still had a sweet throat and spit out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, an endless stream of cold and evil qi surged from the lotus ghost bead, like a thousand miles of waterfall pouring into his body, instantly forming a huge cold aura in the meridians in his body, frantically running around, destroying the mana in his body, and even his whole person was instantly frozen by ice, and he could no longer move the slightest.

For a while, he could only watch the flying sword with electric light under Nangong Xuanlun's feet, turning into a cold streamer, like lightning from his right chest, passing through his body, bringing out a rush of blood, and flying back to Nangong Xuanlun's feet.

And almost at the moment when the flying sword broke into his body, stimulated by the tearing pain, the cold breath in his body disappeared without a trace, and he regained his mobility, but he lacked the ability to return to the sky.

Nangong Xuanlun stood proudly on top of the flying sword and said with a smug smile: "You lost, according to the agreement...... Haha......"

Hit hard by this, Ling Xuan almost fell from the flying sword, and at this time, he connected several big points on his body to stop the surging blood pillars, and finally figured out how Nangong Xuanlun seriously injured himself. It turned out that the wind blade he sent out was just a false move to attract his attention, but his real killer weapon was the lotus ghost bead, and he took advantage of his full strength to deal with those wind blades, quietly drove the lotus ghost bead behind him, and attacked when his vigilance was weakest after avoiding the wind blade.

It's insidious enough.

He slowly straightened up, gritted his teeth, and said, "Are you happy too soon?"

Nangong Xuanlun didn't care, and said, "Do you still have the ability to fight with this son?"

Ling Xuan was silent, secretly reciting the mantra, mentioning the mana, the Creation Immortal Hu hidden under the skin on his chest jumped slightly, a blue light flashed all over his body, and the momentum suddenly reversed, before he was still weak and couldn't help the wind, and his aura was like a gossamer, but at this time, it was like a tiger that wanted to choose people and devour, that domineering and majestic momentum, straight to the bull fight, unmatched.

Nangong Xuanlun looked at him from afar, and never felt that in front of a person, he would be so small, so small that he was like a gravel under a high mountain, his breath that overwhelmed all beings, like a natural king, anyone in front of him, should bow down devoutly. Facing him at this time, Nangong Xuanlun was frightened, and he actually had a feeling that he wanted to give up resistance, and he knelt down on the ground.

Fortunately, his incomparable, all-encompassing aura was only for a moment, and a cyan gourd slowly floated out of his body, and all the aura that made him frightened disappeared, as if he had been sucked in by the cyan gourd.

That gourd is not good-looking, no matter how you look at it, it is no different from an ordinary gourd, but Nangong Xuanlun was taken aback by his own thoughts. He took a closer look at the gourd, but saw that the blue light on it was entangled, hidden and not visible. He just glanced at it more, and he had the feeling that he was going to be sucked into the gourd.

Nangong Xuanlun was shocked, he was sure that Shicai's incomparable domineering aura was undoubtedly emanating from this gourd. Such a gourd that is proud of all living beings, what kind of immortal magic weapon is it, and who is that kid?

The other party has such a powerful magic weapon, who is his opponent, he provoked himself to fight against him, I am afraid it was premeditated.

Nangong Xuanlun thought about it, and secretly began to regret his impatience, and was provoked by the other party's understatement, and he was led away by his nose. However, the other party has a powerful magic weapon, and he also did not use all his strength, and it is not yet known who will kill the deer. He smiled coldly and said, "Hmph, I never thought that you actually had such a treasure, and it was hidden deeply, but such a powerful magic weapon may not be able to be controlled by your cultivation, and victory still belongs to this son." ”

A faint disdain rose in Ling Xuan's heart, it was not that he was arrogant, one of the top ten superb immortal weapons in the Creation Immortal Hutang, even if his cultivation could only exert less than one-tenth of its ability, it was not comparable to any spiritual weapon-level magic weapon, not to mention, Nangong Xuanlun had only used a superb magic weapon lotus ghost bead and a flying sword with the most ordinary spiritual weapon so far.

Ling Xuan was confident of victory, he smiled faintly, and said, "Can you win by hurting me with despicable means? You also underestimate me too much." ”

Nangong Xuanlun also smiled and said, "This son has decided to take everything from you, including ...... You're full of blood. ”

Ling Xuan's heart jumped slightly, and when he was secretly thinking about the meaning of his words, he suddenly saw a red light rushing up from the top of Nangong Xuanlun's head, like a pillar of blood rising into the sky, magnificent and weird, the strong bloody aura completely blocked the bright sunlight in an instant, and above this bush, it seemed that he had suddenly fallen into the Nine Shades Purgatory, and the cold and evil aura in the air was like substance.

As soon as the red light appeared, it dissipated without a trace, and then a blood-red baby came out of thin air, hovering above his head, the pointed fangs of the mouth and face were hideous and terrifying, and its eyes were like two pools of blood that were not stained with the slightest variegation, and the evil was boundless.

Ling Xuan was taken aback and shouted, "Blood Devouring Spirit Baby!"

This evil method almost killed him several times, and his memory is still fresh and unforgettable.

Nangong Xuanlun sacrificed a blood-devouring spirit infant, but he was not in a hurry to attack, and controlled it to fly and hover overhead, like a bright blood flower blooming above his head, which was indescribably weird. He smiled proudly and said: "Although you don't dare to look at people with your true face, but you are quite knowledgeable, my son is beginning to like you, after today, if you can not die, this son wants to be friends with you." ”

Ling Xuan said: "Phew, a dignified disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the cultivation is actually such a ninth-rate evil method of the Red Immortal Sect, aren't you afraid that the sect will investigate and leave a stench for ten thousand years?"

Nangong Xuanlun smiled: "Heavenly Sword Sect? hehe...... A group of old stubborn people who eat the old and cherish themselves. How much money has this son spent since he entered the mountain gate? But he has only learned the basic method of spitting and maintaining health, and he has not even seen half a cent of the fur of the proud sword technique. But the Red Ghost King is different, Ben Gongzi is just a few words, and he will teach him, why doesn't Ben Gongzi learn?"

Ling Xuan didn't know the specific rules of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but there must be a reason why they did this, and he used this as an excuse to cultivate evil methods and betray his master, which was despised by others. He said, "In this case, why are you so striving to become a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Nangong Xuanlun said: "This son heard that the proud sword trick is powerful, a sword out, ten thousand demons bow, such a powerful exercise, everyone rushes to it, in line with the knowledge of no class, this son wants to learn it." ”

Bullshit!

Ling Xuan scolded secretly and said, "What is your relationship with that Red Ghost King?"

Nangong Xuanlun pursed his lips and said, "Are you an idiot, you can't see this? This son's family has a big business, some are silver, and some are powerful, what exercises can't you buy if you want to learn? Not to mention that this Nine Techniques of Blood Devouring Spirit Infant is the No. 1 Proud Sword Technique under Fang Today, and it will be learned in a few days, and when the time comes, it will be widely distributed, so that everyone in the world can have merit cultivation, and everyone has immortal cultivation, isn't it happy? Haha......

There must be some inextricable relationship between him and the Red Ghost King, otherwise, how could the Red Ghost King easily teach the Zhenjiao Exercises? But his remarks were simply nonsense. However, for the relationship between him and the Red Ghost King, blaming it on the worldly power and money transaction, although it is not leaky, but it is also reasonable, Ling Xuan is secretly angry in his heart, but he doesn't know how to expose it, for him, he can't help but look at him differently, he is afraid that he is not as grassy as he seems on the surface.

Thinking about it, he smiled faintly, his tone was calm, and he was confident, and said, "Do you know what magic weapon my gourd is?"

Nangong Xuanlun practiced the Red Immortal Sect's evil method, once it was known by the Heavenly Sword Sect, it would probably be a devastating calamity for him and his entire family, and it was because of the feeling of depression that this gourd brought him.