Tempered Immortal

Chapter 483
Yue'er has a blood contract with Lin Xuan, and the cooperation between the two is very tacit. Seeing the young master sacrifice the fairy ball, Yue'er waved his sleeves, and began to use other magical powers.

Opening his mouth, he spewed out a cloud of yin energy. After the magic banner absorbed it, it turned into a large cloud of magic clouds that kept churning in place, and countless green fireballs the size of washbasins spewed out from it.

"combine!"

Yue'er let out a soft chirp, and those fireballs roared towards the phantom immediately, but they stopped suddenly when they were about ten feet away from it, ready to go.

Seeing this scene, the phantom's face couldn't help but change, but before it could use other means, Lin Xuan sacrificed the ancient treasure gourd.

Controlled by divine consciousness, mana was injected into it, and the gourd turned bright red in a flash of inspiration, and its volume also increased a lot.

However, this was just the beginning. A gleam of light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and he pointed at the treasure above his head. Suddenly, the gourd blurred and split into two.

Then, the two gourds became blurred again, and a new division occurred...

In an instant, the gourd turned into nine, which was nearly double the size when the hair-dripping monk used it. Although the two men were both in the middle stage of condensing alchemy, Lin Xuan's spiritual consciousness was stronger than him It is not known how many things are known, so the true power of this treasure can be exerted.

And at this time, the silver thread that binds the fairy ball also came to the place of three feet of phantom.

Facing the heavy siege, Xu Ying finally showed a hint of anxiety on his face, raised his head, and let out an angry roar.

Accompanied by the screaming sound, a whirlwind of Yin Qi blew up around it, and the whirlwind was so violent that the silver thread that bound the fairy ball couldn't get close.

Seeing Lin Xuan, he raised his brows, but there was no panic on his face. With a flip of his right hand, a small mirror with a simple and simple shape appeared in his palm.

The mirror surface was extremely smooth and exuded an astonishing aura. Lin Xuan lifted it up high, and under the urging of mana, more than ten fist-sized black light clusters spewed out from it.

After a while of twisting, they merged together and turned into a monster about Zhang Zhang in length. It looked almost like a tiger in the mountains, but with a pair of black wings on its back.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and he pointed at Xu Ying: "Go!"

In the eyes of that strange tiger, a red light flickered immediately, and disappeared in place with a whoosh, the speed was extremely fast.

Seeing the phantom, he didn't show any fear, and he didn't use any other supernatural powers. Obviously, he had full confidence in this whirlwind of Yin Qi.

The strange tiger slammed into it without making a sound, but after a few seconds, the whirlwind slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The phantom was frightened and anxious, with an expression of disbelief. It never dreamed that this ancient mirror could make its yin energy disappear suddenly.

What kind of ancient treasure is this that has such a heaven-defying effect?
Naturally, Lin Xuan wouldn't give it time to think, the silver thread floating around immediately entangled with the movement of the divine mind, and at such a close distance, the phantom had nowhere to hide, and the figure instantly turned into a ball The ghost fog wanted to rush out of the encirclement.

It is a pity that it is in vain, it also underestimates the supernatural power of binding the fairy ball, even if it has no body, this treasure can firmly confine it.

Ghost Mist struggled, but in the end it was bundled into a huge zongzi.

Lin Xuan was overjoyed, and immediately put the formula that had been prepared into the gourd in front of him.

Nine arm-thick beams of light spewed out from inside, and what is even more astonishing is that each beam of light is wrapped with flames and electric arcs.

Yue'er also clasped her hands together, and those emerald green will-o'-the-wisps followed closely behind, also roaring towards the phantom.

Even the dozens of iron-clad refined corpses also showed no sign of weakness, throwing their long daggers at each other one after another.

Lightning flickered, electric lights crisscrossed, and a huge crackling sound came to the ears, and was entangled by the silver thread of the bound fairy ball.

But Lin Xuan didn't let it go, the so-called beating the dog in the water, after all, this thing is the ghost emperor's avatar, so don't be careless, God knows if it has any weird life-saving magical powers.

With a flick of Lin Xuan's sleeve robe, Piaoyun Luoxue sword was raised again, and it rose against the wind. In a flash, it was already several feet, and it stabbed down fiercely towards the opponent.

With this series of attacks, Lin Xuan believed that even if the ghost emperor's body came in person, he would definitely suffer a lot from this series of attacks.

Sure enough, Lin Xuan was not disappointed. After a while, the fireworks dissipated, and the phantom had been blasted into pieces. Although it was not lost, it was not far away.

Lin Xuan was overjoyed, he made a tactic with both hands, and manipulated Piaoyun Luoxue sword to continue slashing horizontally and vertically. At this moment, Xu Ying had no power to fight back, and soon, it turned into a series of sinister ghostly aura.

Yue'er threw the beast soul banner out, and the banner produced a huge suction force, sucking all the ghost energy into it.

Lin Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, waved his hands repeatedly, and took back the sacrificed treasures one by one. Then, without hesitation, he and Yue'er sacrificed the beast soul banner again, performed the combined escape technique, and flew towards the distance.

At the same time, somewhere tens of miles away.

Two Nascent Soul-level old monsters are fighting fiercely. In terms of strength, Peacock Fairy is naturally stronger, but Haotian Ghost Emperor is extremely cunning and does not fight head-on with each other. He just uses his supernatural powers to hold him back In his opinion, even if a mere immortal cultivator in the core congealing stage has some special supernatural powers, there is no suspense in winning the victory.

However, things backfired. How can Lin Xuan use common sense to speculate that although he is not as perverted as the Lord of Hundred Poisons back then, his strength is far above that of monks of the same rank.

On this side, Ghost Emperor Haotian was still slowly killing time with Fairy Peacock, while Lin Xuan had already wiped out his avatar on the other side.

At the moment when the phantom was cut into pieces, Ghost Emperor Haotian felt something, his brows frowned, and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

Surprised and angry, stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice, and his avatar was destroyed, which made his heart bleed, but what is even more depressing is that the other party will escape from his hand, how can he let such precious materials It fell into the hands of a mere human monk.

"Go away!"

Ghost Emperor Haotian's face twisted, and with a flick of his five fingers, several streams of incomparably pure Yin Qi shot out, turning into swords, spears, swords and halberds and several magic weapons, and slammed towards the opponent fiercely.

Peacock Fairy saw it, but she was not afraid, instead, there was a mocking expression on the corner of her mouth: "Why, you are so excited all of a sudden, could it be that the avatar you released just now was destroyed by the other party? in this way."

The five-color aura flashed on his body, and he turned into a few spirit birds, and they greeted the treasure released by the ghost emperor without fear.

(End of this chapter)