Tempered Immortal

Chapter 318 The Red Pink Skeleton of Stealing Immortal Grass
Lin Xuan waved the Qingfeng in his hand, and the water dragon immediately changed its direction and killed Huoyun vigorously.

However, Tianlanniao did not fight Shuiyunjian hard. Instead, after a long cry, it stopped its body, and with a flap of its wings of more than ten feet, flames all over the sky fell like raindrops.

It was red, with a faint hint of gold.

At first, Lin Xuan didn't pay much attention to it, but when the fire rain fell on the water dragon, his anger immediately rose, and the high-level human-level spell cast by Shuiyun Sword was easily broken.

Gu Feng's face was full of sneer, this result was as early as he expected, it is not a coincidence that Tianlanniao and Bifang look alike, this monster is a distant relative of this legendary divine bird, although The bloodline is already extremely thin, but the ability to control fire is still far beyond the comparison of other fire-type spirit beasts.

Under the erosion of the fire and rain, the water dragon disappeared completely soon. Lin Xuan's expression was a little ugly, and the six-handled sword flew back when his consciousness moved.

However, before he could make a move, the rain of fire poured down immediately.

It was too late to hide, the stern look on Lin Xuan's face flashed, and the Hundred Souls flag waved, and the ghost fog as black as ink gushed out, quickly enveloping him.

Almost at the same time, Huo Yu also arrived and fell into the fog. Gu Feng in the distance was full of sarcasm, but soon, the pride on his face disappeared without a trace, and those fires fell into the ghost fog. Afterwards, it was like a mud cow falling into the sea, the opponent's aura remained the same without any weakening.

This result moved Gu Feng completely.

Although Tianlanniao is a second-order top-grade monster, but as a distant relative of Bifang, although the demon fire it manipulates is not as good as the pure Yang Danhuo of monks in the condensing period, its power is far beyond that of the innate true fire of ordinary monks in the foundation establishment period. In contrast, in the past, he used this method to fight against monks of the same level, and it was always invincible. He did not expect that this time the opponent could resist so easily.

Could it be that he has some treasure to avoid fire?

Thinking of this, a trace of hesitation flashed across Gu Feng's face, but soon, he was replaced by Ruthless, and he made a gesture with both hands, pointing at Tian Lanniao.

The huge demon bird flapped its wings, burning raging flames all over its body, but its size suddenly shrunk until its wingspan was only one foot in radius, rolling down towards Lin Xuan like a terrible fireball.

This strange mist can withstand the attack of Huoyu, but Gu Feng does not believe that it can block the body of Tianlanniao.

But just to be on the safe side, he opened his mouth and spit out another ray of sharp light. It was the short halberd that was in his belly just now. With a little finger, the spiritual weapon shone with cold light, fiercely piercing in the direction of ghost fog .

Looking at the fireball with a diameter of about ten feet, Lin Xuan's face was full of solemnity, and he threw the mother sword in his hand into the sky, and the child sword also flew up.

Then Lin Xuan's hands fluttered rapidly, like a butterfly piercing through flowers, and played out several spells.

The seven flying swords trembled, hummed and spun rapidly at the same time, like a silver plate with a dazzling cold light, strands of silk threads shot out from it.

"Congeal!"

Lin Xuan connected his hands together, and at the same time he scolded lightly, a wonderful scene appeared, thousands of silk threads were flying in the sky, and quickly condensed into a large silver net.

"Turn sword into silk!"

Gu Feng's expression was very stern. He didn't expect that the other party had refined this set of spiritual weapons to the state of mind-to-heart connection. When he saw the sword silk forming a big net, he was even more silent. Such a subtle operation required an astonishing concentration. Knowledge, usually only monks in the core congealing stage can do it, this kid...

Before he could finish his thoughts, Yinwang had collided with Tianlanniao.

The fireball's death came abruptly, and it was completely covered by the huge net formed by the sword silk.

However, seeing this scene, Gu Feng showed no panic expression on his face. Instead, he kept sneering. He was so naive. He thought that he could trap Tianlanniao in this way, and just destroy this difficult spiritual weapon.

When the consciousness moved, the flames on Lanniao's body swelled even more that day, making the silver net sizzling. Although there was no sign of melting, it would be sooner or later that it would burn out.

At the same time, the short halberd had already been killed, Lin Xuan frowned slightly, and slapped on the storage bag, Wu Hook flew out, cut off the short halberd, and the two spiritual weapons chased each other in the sky Fighting up.

Looking at the situation of the silver net, Lin Xuan pondered for a moment, waved the Hundred Souls Banner in his hand, and countless ghost fogs swarmed in, wrapping the fireball and the silver net layer by layer.

Soon, the golden flame was dyed a layer of jet black, and gradually decreased.

No matter how powerful the demon fire is, the ghost mist is yin, and it is exactly what it can restrain.

There was a sneer on Lin Xuan's face. This banner has absorbed so many souls of monks, of course it's not just a little magic power in front of him.

Dozens of white phantoms flew out from inside, each with disheveled hair and fingers like hooks.

Ghost!

Gu Feng couldn't help but tremble all over. The hostility of these ghosts is so strong, it is obviously not easy to fight off.

The formula in Lin Xuan's hand changed again, and several jet-black rays of light sank into Yinhun's body.

Immediately, those ghosts were divided into two places, and each gathered together. The black glow on the left hand side exploded, and after a while, it turned into a gigantic skull.

On the right hand side, there is faintly weird music coming out, ecstasy, and in the pink mist, a charming female ghost appears.

What kind of magical power is this?
When the weird music came to his ears, Gu Feng felt his whole body go limp, and in shock, he quickly raised his mana to recover.

I was horrified. At this time, this leader among the second generation disciples of Tianmu Mountain no longer had any intention of underestimating him. The number of magic weapons and the sharpness of the skills far exceeded expectations. If he didn't pay attention, he might fall into the in his hands.

The thought of revenge alone was thrown out of the sky long ago. With a wave of his hand, he took out a sound transmission talisman, and was about to sacrifice it, but a cold light flickered in front of his eyes. It was Lin Xuan who used the Ice Needle Art.

Floating to dodge, but I was really scared in my heart, and I was almost beaten into a sieve.

Naturally, Lin Xuan would not let him call someone, and he had to deal with Gu Feng as soon as possible. Although the current location is remote, the fighting between the two of them was too loud, which must have alarmed the people of the Tianmu Sect, but now the fire broke out There are too many places, and the opponent can't make a move.

Inject mana into the Hundred Souls Banner and wave it lightly, the female ghost opened her mouth, and the enchanting voice spit out from her mouth again.

And the skeleton was wrapped in a layer of black air, smiling strangely like Gu Feng killed it.

The magic sound disturbs the mind, and the skeleton devours people's lives, but Gu Feng is worthy of being the top master among the monks in the Foundation Establishment period, and he has a lot of treasures on his body.

Stretching out her hand, a short stick-like spiritual weapon appeared, wrestled with the skull, and at the same time floated to the left. The poisonous snake entangled him...

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