The only way

Chapter 530

The closed Weiji umbrella is softly attached to the green jade bamboo handle, and the tip of the umbrella is firmly against the center of the huge golden abacus.

The two forces were intertwined at once, blasting out a huge impact.

The cyan skirt swayed in the wind, mixed with the scattered cyan grass blades and brown gravel and soil, and flew across the field with a bang.

The seemingly slender figure did not shake in the slightest under such a huge impact. On the contrary, the ground under his feet burst into several cracks with a bang.

The thin white hand is holding on to the Weiji umbrella, and the handle of the green jade bamboo umbrella suddenly blooms with a blue aura, and a vague dragon chant resounds in the wind. Above the handle, there seemed to be a blue dragon shadow roaming, looking up and roaring.

And the hands holding on to the handle of the umbrella have a slight jade-colored luster, which is delicate and translucent.

The dragon shadow and the jade-colored luster were just fleeting, and no one noticed it except Lingchu himself who was close at hand. Even the fat monk who had been capturing Lingchu's figure with his spiritual sense could only see Lingchu's body. The beautiful bamboo umbrella in his hand glowed faintly.

Then he easily caught his imposing golden abacus firmly.

I couldn't help being surprised, this bamboo umbrella looked very fragile, but I didn't expect it to be so hard.

Lingchu didn't choose to evade, but faced the golden abacus head-on. Naturally, it wouldn't be for useless work.

With a slight smile, Lingchu's snow-white wrist turned, and the Weiji umbrella that was originally closed suddenly burst open like a newly blooming flower bud.

Unlimited umbrella, flowers bloom on the other side.

Like the first dyeing of ink, the originally white and colorful umbrella surface is like a pool of clear water, soaked by the poured ink, and instantly becomes pitch black, but in this pitch black, there is still a touch of broken gold, It seems that the golden galaxy is falling on the deepest night, which is a kind of beauty in the dark night.

On the pitch-black umbrella surface with broken gold, a touch of the brightest blood color quietly emerged, as if an invisible paintbrush was painting on the pitch-black umbrella surface, outlining a coquettish and bright blood-colored manjusawa.

The pitch-black umbrella surface with broken gold, and the coquettish and bright blood-colored manjusawa outline a strange and breathtaking umbrella surface.

This is one of the changes of Weiji Umbrella, the umbrella blooms on the other side.

The white fat monk saw this scene in his consciousness, obviously the umbrella that suddenly turned black had no evil intentions, on the contrary, it revealed a different kind of attractive beauty, but for some reason, the white fat monk subconsciously rolled his eyes slightly. shrink.

Immediately afterwards, the fat monk saw the female cultivator with a delicate face, slowly raised his eyes, and said three words silently.

Afterwards, the fat monk felt a scream, a cry from his natal magic weapon.

Looking intently, I saw traces of black mist emanating from the place where my talisman golden abacus touched the black umbrella, slowly seeping into the golden abacus.

And as the thin black mist that seemed to be able to disperse with the wind invaded, the golden abacus couldn't help trembling. As the owner of the golden abacus, the fat monk could clearly sense that there was a chilly feeling. The breath is constantly devouring the spirituality of the golden abacus.

It's not the kind of evil or demonic energy of evil cultivators or demonic cultivators, but an extremely cold, faint breath of death, as if from the depths of the underworld.

The fat monk was shocked, he knew what it was, Yin Qi!And it is the purest Yin Qi, the Yin Qi with the breath of death.

He also understood why the female cultivator in front of him didn't avoid his natal magic weapon, because direct contact was the best way to attack Yin Qi.

The moment he wanted to understand, the fat monk immediately yelled, and the originally huge golden abacus suddenly shrank, and returned to its original normal size again, falling into the hands of the fat monk.

The fat monk looked at the golden abacus in his hand, and now there was a black spot in the center, and he felt very distressed.

Looking up at Lingchu opposite, the fat monk understood the three words just said by the female cultivator opposite.

Sorry.

Thinking of this, the fat white monk was trembling with anger, trembling and trembling, it was too deceptive!
Ling Chu, who was glared at, smiled, and the moment Jin Suan took it back, the Weiji Umbrella in his hand, the dark umbrella also returned to its original appearance.

The white umbrella surface, the green pruning bamboo, and the green jade bamboo umbrella handle are very beautiful.

It was as if the black umbrella had never appeared before.

The Weiji Umbrella has just been refined, and it has not been stored for a long time in Lingchu's body. Although the use of the Yin and Yang Umbrellas is not limited, they are still just formed, and the yin and yang energy contained in them is not enough.

When fighting, use a little less, and Lingchu naturally wants to use less.

What's more, using it under such contact not only saves the yin and yang, but also can cover it up a bit.

Lingchu didn't make a ruthless move either, the death yin qi infecting the opponent is certainly stubborn, but the amount is not much, and can be dispelled slowly with thunder or fire.

Of course, if a monk uses spiritual power to dispel it slowly, it will be more laborious.

Relatively speaking, it is much more convenient to use thunder and fire.

Lingchu smiled lightly. She just wanted to damage the opponent's fighting power, but she didn't want to provoke the opponent and cause a deadly battle. That would be really troublesome.

Obviously, after the fat monk checked his natal magic weapon, he found that although the death yin qi was strong and stubborn enough, because of the small number, it would not cause too much damage to his natal magic weapon.

The anger calmed down a little, and he looked at Lingchu opposite him.

The opponent is not ruthless.

The white and fat monk narrowed his small eyes, and the thoughts in his heart suddenly turned several times. After he figured out something, he nodded thoughtfully, and looked at Lingchu with sincerity. .

He understood that the other party didn't want to fight to the death, and it happened that he didn't like fighting either.

Lingchu looked at the white and fat monk's eyes, and really didn't understand the meaning in the other's eyes, but looking at the aura around him, it was peaceful, and he also had some guesses in his heart.

He couldn't help showing a smile, and also looked at the fat monk with sincerity.

The two looked at each other, put away the talismans in their hands, and then spells one after another bloomed in various colors on the grass.

The momentum is not weaker than the fight between the natal magic weapons just now, but only the two sides know how powerful it is.

In short, it's good to watch the excitement and hard work.

Lingchu and Baipang Cultivator collided again, and then looked at each other with satisfaction, waiting for the other winners to be decided first.

(End of this chapter)