Wonderland

Chapter 257

"My boy, you actually know the skill of controlling spirits and demons. It seems that you have already seen the old man's grandson." With a ferocious smile on his face, the black man rushed towards Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, this spirit-controlling magic skill is extremely weird, once it passes through the body, one's own consciousness will be controlled by it, it can be said to be extremely vicious.

The black mist on Xiao Lin's body released, followed by his body in a flash, and he appeared more than ten feet away.

"Huh? Dzogchen-level primary dark magic magic spirit flash?" The black man's face showed a hint of surprise, but he was immediately wrapped in the dark magic energy, and rushed towards Xiao Lin again, the speed was even faster than before. Make a quick three.

Seeing the pitch-black face rushing towards him again, nine foot-long shields shining with emerald green aura immediately appeared around Xiao Lin. At the same time, he stretched out his right palm, nine dark purple fireballs emerged, and the temperature around Xiao Lin immediately increased. Sheng, the original icy cold also dissipated a lot.

"Dzogchen-level big fireball technique?" It seemed that he was very afraid of the big fireball in Xiao Lin's hand, the black face did not continue to pounce, but there was a hesitant expression on both of them.

"Go." With a cold snort, Xiao Lin threw out the nine fireballs directly, and the nine fireballs quickly expanded as they rotated, turning into nine huge fire wheels, and shot towards the black face.

The expression on the pitch-black face froze, then opened its mouth wide, and a black flame spewed out from it, facing the nine huge fireballs.

"Boom boom boom." Under Xiao Lin's control, the nine fireballs exploded one after another the moment they came into contact with the black flames, and a large area of ​​flames swept out, covering a radius of several feet.

The jet-black flames sprayed from the pitch-black face were also swept away under the flames of the big fireball.

However, Pitch Black's face obviously didn't expect the black flames he spouted to hurt Xiao Lin, it was just to stop the big fireball.

After the two flames annihilated each other, the speed of the pitch-black face suddenly accelerated, almost in a flash, it came in front of Xiao Lin, and then turned into a magic light, rushing towards Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin was very afraid of this spirit-controlling magic skill, so he was naturally prepared. When the black face was about ten feet in front of Xiao Lin, the nine emerald-green spiritual shields around Xiao Lin were superimposed one after another, and they actively greeted Xiao Lin. Painted black face.

At the same time, a huge turquoise sword light descended from the sky, directly splitting the black face into two.

"Hey, do you want to hurt this old man with a low-level spiritual weapon?" Although the black face was split into two, a black light shot out from half of the face, and it was the person's golden core. , the black golden core turned around, and immediately spewed out a large piece of black magic energy again.

A pitch-black face condensed again.

Xiao Lin knew that although this person had lost his physical body, he could not use magical weapons to attack him, but the golden core contained all the magic power in his body, and the spirit-controlling magic skill did not focus on whereabouts, and ordinary spiritual weapons could not stop it at all.

For cultivators, only Nascent Soul cultivators, after abandoning their physical bodies, can use their natal magic weapons to attack the enemy, but Golden Core cultivators cannot do so, but can only attack the enemy with the transformation of their body.

Of course, not all the exercises cultivated by a cultivator have the effect of attacking the enemy, like the Xuanqi Cold Flame Art practiced by Xiao Lin, once he loses his body, this art can only emit ordinary cold flames to attack the enemy .

But this level of cold flame is not as good as his Qingyan spiritual fire, and it is insignificant at all for enemies who can really hurt his physical body.

The exercises practiced by more cultivators are mostly gentle and peaceful, and do not have the ability to attack. Once the body is destroyed, the primordial spirit can be said to be powerless to resist, and there is no way out except to escape.

Moreover, the Foundation Establishment cultivator is different from the Golden Core cultivator. The Golden Core cultivator has lost his physical body, but the golden core with mana condensed in his body is still there. It can also be said that his mana is not damaged. Save one.

It was also because of this that when Xiao Lin and the other three first arrived, he held back and pretended not to notice the three.

However, after the other two left, this person knew that Xiao Lin was paying attention to him. Putting a treasure in front of you, there is no reason not to take it.

Seeing the pitch-black face condensed again, Xiao Lin frowned. He knew very well that it would be impossible to kill the primordial spirit of this demon monk hiding in the golden core, unless he possessed a magic weapon or something. sharp weapon.

The golden core of a golden core monk is like a mana dantian, and the mana of a golden core monk is almost endless compared to a foundation building monk. He wants to weaken the magic power of the golden core by using up the mana on the golden core. This person's purpose is simply wishful thinking.

It seems that I can only imprison and seal it, as long as I can seal its golden core, I will slowly refine the primordial spirit in it in the future.

It's not that Xiao Lin hadn't thought about releasing the Soul-devouring Fire Gu, but after entering this mysterious land, he understood that his Soul-devouring Fire Gu couldn't play a role here at all. The temperature here is extremely low, and the Soul-devouring Gu Fire Gu would be very uncomfortable in such an environment.

And the Jindan magic cultivator in front of him is obviously very proficient in cold flames, as the black flames he spit out before are enough to illustrate this point.

So Xiao Lin finally put out the idea of ​​using the Spirit Devouring Fire Gu to deal with this person.

"Junior, if it doesn't take long, the ten shang poison on the old man's body can be completely removed, otherwise the old man can consider taking you away, hehe." Lin said.

"Want to take me away? Dodge this blow first." At some point, Xiao Lin was holding a small tricolor flag in his hand, surrounded by nine thumb-sized turquoise flags. The fireball is constantly spinning.

"A high-level spiritual weapon?" Seeing the Three-Yuan Dharma Flag in Xiao Lin's hand with a black face, he exclaimed, but he didn't show a timid expression, instead he sped up his speed and rushed towards Xiao Lin.

"Go." The Sanyuanfa flag in Xiao Lin's hand suddenly shot out, like a cyan streamer, facing the black face.

At the same time, the nine thumb-sized turquoise fireballs on it also formed a string and hit the jet-black face.

There was a look of fear on the black man's face, and with a slight shake, he dodged several feet away, trying to avoid the green fireball attack.

Xiao Lin had experienced the power of this spirit-controlling magic skill before, and he knew that ordinary magic tools could not effectively block this magic power, and only spells could achieve some miraculous effects.

Therefore, after the pitch-black face flashed several feet away, the Thunder Emergency Technique that Xiao Lin had prepared for a long time fell again.

Several thunderbolts fell from the sky and hit the black man's face directly. The black man's face showed a look of pain, and then he was torn apart by the thunder, revealing the golden core shining with black light.

Above the jet-black golden core, there was a scream, dragging a long jet of black light, shooting out more than ten feet away, and then a jet-black demonic energy emerged from above, turning into a human face again.

"The mana of this old man is boundless, so what if you use magic to dispel the old man's spirit-controlling magic power? When your mana is exhausted, you will still be unable to escape the fate of being penetrated by the old man and controlling the primordial spirit."

Hearing this, Xiao Lin sneered, took out a panacea exuding a strong aura from the storage bag, and threw it into his mouth casually.

"Qi Yuan Pill? Hmph, don't try to provoke the old man. I don't believe that your Qi Yuan Pill is endless. Anyway, the old man has been sitting for half a year, so what if you wait another ten years?" The anger flashed away, and then five black magic pillars stretched out from behind the face, and shot towards Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin didn't bother to reply, although he also knew that what this person said was true, almost [-]% of the magic power of a Golden Core cultivator was condensed on the Golden Core, as long as the Golden Core was not destroyed, his magic power was almost infinite.

However, since Xiao Lin chose to fight, he naturally took this into consideration, not to mention that the dozens of bottles of Qi Yuan Dan in his storage bag were enough to ensure that he would not run out of mana, and he did not plan to fight this person for a long time.

Even if he has this leisurely attitude, there is no guarantee that other accidents will not happen, and the people who come in from outside, once they repel or kill the two cold-blooded lizards, they will come here in all likelihood, whether they are enemies or friends It is uncertain how Xiao Lin would delay with him.

The Sanyuanfa flag in Xiao Lin's hand turned around, leaving a blue-green aura on the spot, and on the top of the black man's face, the Sanyuanfa flag emerged, and nine green fireballs shot out from above, falling to the pitch-black sky in an instant. The hideous face of the human face.

At the same time, Xiao Lin didn't dare to be careless in the face of the five magic pillars that were shot at him. The viciousness of the spirit-controlling magic skill lies in the fact that he can't make any mistakes, otherwise, once he gets in and passes through his body, That would be beyond redemption.

With a "stab" sound from the Bingluan sword beside Xiao Lin, a raging blue-green flame ignited, flying up and down for about ten feet.

"Go." Xiao Lin pointed at the Ice Luan Sword, and the Ice Luan Sword immediately dragged a long tail of flames, facing the five pitch-black magic pillars.

After the Bingluan Sword flew several feet away, with a slight shake, two huge sword lights flashed from the sword body, also burning with raging cold flames, and the three sword lights slashed at the three pitch-black magic pillars at the same time.

The turquoise flames scattered in all directions, and at the same time mixed with a large piece of pitch-black magic flames, covering a radius of several feet, and even the surrounding mysterious aura was swept away.

Xiao Lin saw that the Bingluan Sword was able to resist the pitch-black magic pillar, and his face showed a gleam of joy. The nine emerald green spiritual shields hovering around him also suddenly split into eight sides, and the four sides were superimposed together, and then took the initiative to meet the remaining two. A pitch-black magic pillar.

After all this was done, Xiao Lin, in order to be on the safe side, blocked the Imperial Envoy Lingyin Shield in front of him. The Lingyin Shield had not been refined by the Qingyan Spiritual Fire, so it could not emit Qingyan cold flames, and was immune to spirit weapon attacks. Xiao Lin is not sure that he can resist the spirit-controlling magic skill.

Therefore, a pitch-black mist appeared around him again, and as long as his Void Essence Shield couldn't resist the remaining two pitch-black magic pillars, he would immediately dodge them through the demon spirits, and then use other means to resist.

(End of this chapter)