Wonderland

Chapter 320 Ziying Magic Light
The purple-haired youth's face was serious, but he calmed down even more.

The whole situation seemed to be unfavorable to him. It seemed that he had to make a quick decision. The other party had formations to assist him. If he continued to delay like this, he might exhaust his demon energy.

In his opinion, the woman who is the head of the five should be the one with the highest combat power, so the purple-haired youth gave up the original idea of ​​defeating each one and picked the soft persimmons first. Kill or seriously injure their leaders.

Thinking of this, a lavender mist flashed across the face of the purple-haired youth, and it disappeared in a flash.

At this time, Lin Xueying's Crescent Moon Spirit Tool was less than three feet away from the purple-haired youth, and above the Crescent Moon Spirit Tool, streaks of dark green aura fell towards his head.

Under Lin Xueying's surprised eyes, the purple-haired young man suddenly placed one hand on his chest, and an obscure and hasty incantation sounded suddenly. His purple hair fluttered violently without wind, and a purple-haired man suddenly emerged from his body. The aperture enveloped his whole body inside.

The twelve devil flying knives also quickly narrowed the range, almost flickering close to the body of the purple-haired young man.

The purple aperture expanded rapidly, reaching a diameter of several feet in the blink of an eye. At first glance, it looked like a large translucent purple ball.

Countless dark green auras hit the circle of light and exploded into pieces of tiny icicles. Lin Xueying's nine crescent moon artifacts were all cut on the purple sphere.

"Bang bang." The sound was endless, but the purple light ball was extremely solid.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin also showed a surprised expression on his face. After he pondered for a while, the nine huge fireballs that he had prepared for a long time turned into the size of a millstone, roaring, and shot towards the purple light ball.

Beihan Jin and Meng Huojiao were not idle either. Beihan Jin actually took out a talisman that shone with a misty yellow light from the storage bag. At a high altitude, a khaki-colored mountain with a height of more than ten feet appeared.

The mountain smashed down towards the purple light ball.

Meng Huojiao pointed to the round mirror in front of her. Fireballs shot out from the round mirror and shot towards the purple-haired youth. A golden ingot flew out of it, and with a flash of golden light, the ingot disappeared.

Instead, there were a dozen or so golden handleless daggers floating in mid-air. Following Meng Huojiao's cold snort, "Go." The dozen or so handleless daggers turned into streaks of golden light and moved towards the purple light ball. shoot.

But the purple-haired young man didn't seem to notice it, he stood upright with one palm in front of his chest, and the obscure incantations in his mouth became more and more urgent.

"Boom boom boom." Xiao Lin's big fireball technique hit the purple light ball, and a large flame burst out, covering half of the purple fireball in the flames, followed by a hill falling from the sky.

With this smash, the Tiandu Peak trembled, but what surprised Xiao Lin and others was that the hill was directly torn apart by the shock, turning into earthy yellow aura and disappearing in all directions, while the purple ball remained intact. verb: move.

This level of defensive power, in the eyes of Xiao Lin and others, even a Golden Core cultivator may not be able to achieve it.

Xiao Lin's complexion also became ugly. The purple-haired youth has been chanting obscure spells. Needless to say, he is preparing for a big move. Just the purple light ball covering him is already astoundingly solid.

Once this allowed him to complete the spell, the attack he issued would definitely be fatal to them.

Xiao Lin's face was cloudy and uncertain, thinking in his heart whether he should use the Qingyan Spirit Fire Secret Art, as for the other several supernatural powers and secret arts, such as the Ghost Secret Art and the Burning Magic Secret Art, they were all used to escape.

In contrast, the sharpest of his secret arts is Qingyan Linghuo, which made Xiao Lin quite ashamed, and when the technique was used up, he hated less. He found embarrassingly that most of his secret arts were Used to save lives.

Of course, Xiao Lin still has Canren as a last resort. Xiao Lin has always regarded Canren as a fragment of a magic weapon. in exchange for his goods.

But after he used this broken blade to break through the golden net of the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator, he understood that this broken blade is not just as simple as a fragment of a magic weapon. Once cast, Xiao Lin believes that the purple ball surrounding the purple-haired youth , may not be able to resist.

But after he pondered for a while, he stopped thinking about using the broken blade. From Xiao Lin's point of view, the few people present didn't use their last cards. Even Lin Xueying must have some sharp tricks. use out.

Lin Xueying frowned, knowing that going on like this was not the way to go, after a moment of contemplation, her eyes revealed a look of determination, she lightly tapped the emerald green flag above her head, the flag turned around, and then four dark green streaks shot out from it. aura.

Four dark green auras shot to the four directions of southeast, northwest, and then the emerald green flag above Lin Xueying's head suddenly began to grow in size, reaching the size of Zhang Xu in the blink of an eye.

The dark green aura above became more and more intense.

The spells in Lin Xueying's hands changed, one after another mana was poured into the giant flag, and crystal cold lights appeared on the flag, and as soon as these cold lights appeared, they shot out radiantly.

Xiao Lin and the others saw a thick dark green beam of light shooting towards the purple ball.

"Pfft~" The dark green beam of light hit the ball, centering on the point of impact, layers of pure white ice spread out, enveloping the purple ball in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, four beams of light shot from four directions in the distance, southeast, northwest, and at the same time. These four beams of light were a circle smaller than the beams of light emitted from the huge banner above Lin Xueying's head, but they looked as thick as a person's waist.

Almost in a breath, the surface of the purple sphere covering the purple-haired youth was covered with a thick layer of solid ice.

The icy breath spread from the top of Tiandu Peak.

"Bang, click." There was a crisp cracking sound.

Under Xiao Lin's surprised eyes, the purple ball that wrapped the purple-haired youth finally shattered, and cracks like spider webs appeared on the surface. With a "click", it shattered like glass.

The purple-haired young man who had opened his eyes inside was revealed, and he was staring at Lin Xueying with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Not good." Xiao Lin murmured in his heart, and then he saw four clusters of purple aura floating around the purple-haired youth.

"Let you all have a taste of this seat's Ziying Mosha."

As soon as the purple-haired youth finished speaking, four thick purple beams of light shot towards Lin Xueying, Xiao Lin, Bei Hanjin and Meng Huojiao respectively.

And the moment the beam of light shot out, Xiao Lin had a faint feeling that he was locked, no matter where he fled, he couldn't escape the beam of purple light.

In other words, in the face of this purple beam of light, he had no choice but to take it hard.

Almost without thinking about it, the Void Spiritual Shield coiled around Xiao Lin was folded together and blocked in front of him.

At the same time, the Spirit Shield also blocked Xiao Lin's front. After doing all this, Xiao Lin still felt uneasy. It seemed that the power of this purple beam of light was far beyond his imagination.

So he slapped the pouch on his waist, and a jet-black fish-scale shield floated out. Surrounded by spiritual light, it had already swelled to the size of Zhang Xu, and flashed in front of Xiao Lin as the last layer of defense.

After sacrificing the Black Flood Dragon Shield, Xiao Lin pondered for a while, and then injected a stream of mana into the Black Flood Dragon Shield. A layer of cyan aura suddenly appeared on the surface of the Black Flood Dragon Shield, faintly visible.

Xiao Lin attached the Qingyan Spirit Fire to the Black Flood Dragon Shield to strengthen the defense of the Black Flood Flood Dragon Shield, and he happened to be standing in an independent position, with his line of sight blocked, the rest of the people couldn't find the black dragon shield. of abnormal.

Just after doing all this, the thick purple beam of light hit the Xuyuan Spirit Shield.

The Xuyuan Spirit Shield suddenly let out bursts of haggard sounds, and the nine-sided Xuyuan Spirit Shield was pierced through without hindrance, and all of them turned into dark green auras that filled the sky and disappeared in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin couldn't help but twitched, and with a thought, a nine-sided crystal clear emerald green shield flashed again on his body.

"Bang." After the purple beam of light pierced through the nine-faced Xuyuan Spirit Shield, it hit the Lingyin Shield again. The Lingyin Shield really deserves to be a spiritual weapon. Like a shield, it goes straight through.

Seeing this, Xiao Lin breathed a sigh of relief, but before he breathed it back, his complexion changed drastically, and the Spirit Hidden Shield began to melt under the purple beam of light.

This made Xiao Lin turn pale with shock, this so-called Ziying Mosha is too terrifying, even his own spirit weapon can't resist it.

"Bang." The Lingyin Shield was directly burned through a big hole by the Ziying Mosha, but after the Lingyin Shield was broken, the purple beam of light also became smaller, and finally irradiated on the Black Flood Dragon Shield.

"Zizi." After Ziying Mosha irradiated on the black dragon shield, at the moment it collided with Qingyan spiritual fire, a large piece of blue-purple mist burst out. Under Xiao Lin's surprised eyes, Ziying Mosha and Qingyan Yan Linghuo actually started to annihilate each other.

After a while, Ziying Mosha was finally exhausted, Xiao Lin looked at the Lingyin Shield that had fallen to the ground and turned into a mortal, with a painful expression on his face.

The Spiritual Shield was the first spiritual weapon he refined, and he never expected it to be destroyed like this. Once the spiritual weapon is destroyed, the monster souls inside will be instantly wiped out. That is to say, this Spiritual Shield spiritual weapon is completely If it is destroyed, even if it is the remaining material, it cannot be used to refine the second spiritual weapon because it has already been refined.

"Ah~"

At this moment, there was a scream, accompanied by a muffled groan. Xiao Lin saw Beihan Jin on the other side, looked at the spiritual weapon shield in front of him with a big hole in disbelief, and then looked down at the own chest position.

There was a hole the size of a fist, and a lavender aura was still shining around the wound, which seemed to have a tendency to spread outward.

(End of this chapter)