Wonderland

Chapter 322 Frequently playing cards
This move of the purple-haired youth to get rid of the golden cicada's shell really scared Xiao Lin quite a bit.

In the world of comprehension, all kinds of weird and strange secret techniques are emerging one after another. The soul-splitting orb issued by Meng Huojiao even severely injured the purple-haired youth. One must know that what can make a cultivator vomit blood is because the internal organs have suffered severe injuries. Either the Yuanshen suffered a heavy blow, and he vomited blood under the telepathy.

Although Xiao Lin didn't know the purpose and power of the Soul Splitting Orb, just looking at it let him know that this woman, Meng Huojiao, was hiding very deeply. If it's not good, they will be wiped out. I'm afraid she may not use this hidden method yet.

Of course, in Xiao Lin's view, Beihan Jin may not have used all his strength. Under the attack of the purple-haired youth's Ziying Moshaguang, most of the hidden methods have not been used, and he has ruined his life carelessly. .

At this moment, Meng Huojiao also looked at Xiao Lin with deep meaning, and said in her heart. Sure enough, this disciple of Dancao Mountain named Xiao Lin, kept a low profile and calm along the way, and now it seems that he is just like herself, hiding There are many backers.

That small tricolor flag is a high-level spiritual weapon. For the foundation-building stage monks, the level of spiritual weapons that can be possessed is basically the top. As for the top-grade spiritual weapon, it is mainly able to refine The materials of top-grade spiritual weapons are too rare, to some extent, they are even rarer than the third-level materials for refining magic weapons.

Therefore, unless it is the son of Nascent Soul, it is probably impossible for him to have a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Xiao Lin took a look at Lin Xueying, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, who was obviously practicing kung fu to heal her injuries, and then looked at Meng Huojiao, who happened to be looking at him too. I saw fear in the other party's eyes.

But soon the two of them tacitly looked away, Xiao Lin pointed at the Sanyuanfa flag from a distance, the Sanyuanfa flag turned around, and appeared on the top of the purple-haired youth again, this time the purple-haired youth did not Did not cast the demon to dodge.

But with a thought, the black token appeared on top of his head, and a large piece of black demonic energy gushed out from it, and then suddenly ignited, turning into a raging black flame.

The black flame spread out evenly, and unexpectedly condensed into a layer of pitch-black flame wall, protecting the purple-haired youth's head.

Xiao Lin was not polite, of course, with the Sanyuan Dharma flag twirling around, the mana in his body passed through the air, and nine huge dark purple fireballs shot into the pitch-black flame, and then burst one after another.

The flames swept past, and when the large dark purple flame touched the pitch-black flame, the two began to annihilate each other, as if water and fire merged, emitting a large red and black mist.

Meng Huojiao was not idle at the moment either. The round mirror beside her was suddenly enveloped in raging flames. With a long trail of flames, she shot towards the purple-haired youth. A purple fireball floats out of it.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen fireballs revolved around the round mirror, spinning like a huge flaming meteor, shooting towards the purple-haired youth.

Seeing this, Xiao Lin's eyes flashed with thunder, and a cyan thunder light as thick as a baby's arm shot out from the Sanyuan Dharma Banner, and fell towards the top of the purple-haired youth.

The purple-haired youth seemed to have been prepared for this time. At the moment when the cyan lightning strikes, a black light shot out from the black token, colliding with the cyan lightning. cancel each other out.

Xiao Lin was slightly taken aback. This was the first time his Thunder Spell was forcibly blocked. You must know that the power of Thunder Spells lies in their speed, like lightning and flint. It is extremely difficult for monks to defend against it. Most of them can only rely on their own magic power to resist.

According to the rumors, once you reach the late stage of transforming gods, you will encounter thunder calamity. Facing this kind of thunder calamity born in heaven and earth, you cannot rely on a thunder robe to resist it. In order to survive the thunder calamity, you need to refine some abilities Magic weapons with special attributes are used to resist thunder disasters.

And once this kind of magic weapon is destroyed under the thunder calamity, at that time, for monks, they can only rely on their own strong magic power to resist it, but if they want to resist this kind of power with their bodies, it is probably a disaster Less, but once unable to resist waves of thunder disasters.

Even if one has cultivated to the stage of transforming gods, he is already almost invincible in this world, and under the thunder calamity, his bones will definitely disappear and disappear in smoke.

Although the magical attack of Xiao Lin's Sanyuan Dharma Banner was resisted, the monstrous flames fired by Meng Huojiao had already reached the purple-haired youth, and it was obviously impossible to avoid it at this moment.

A glimmer of haze flashed across the face of the purple-haired young man, and he patted the pouch at his waist with his right hand, shooting out a pitch-black scale from it. arm, in front of him.

"Bang bang bang." A large piece of flame suddenly hit the shield, and the flames shot out. Under this amazing impact, the body of the purple-haired youth was also pressed against the ground, and he backed up again and again, and his feet were dragged out by him. Two long marks.

Xiao Lin pointed at the floating ball of golden light beside him from a distance. The golden light shot out suddenly, and slowly unfolded halfway, turning into a huge golden net, covering the purple-haired youth.

At the same time, Xiao Lin pointed to the Ice Luan Sword beside him, and the Ice Luan Sword also turned into a dark green sword light that was more than ten feet long. Three, stab at the purple-haired youth from three directions.

When the purple-haired youth saw this, panic flashed in his eyes. Facing attacks from several directions at the same time, he was a little powerless. Although he had swallowed a magic pill, the magic energy in his body was slowly recovering.

But in the face of the overwhelming attacks of the two, the replenishment of demonic energy is no longer enough to make up for the loss, and the demonic energy in his dantian has also begun to decrease sharply. Qi was exhausted, and then he was beheaded by two people.

Thinking of this, a look of resoluteness flashed across the face of the purple-haired young man. He took out a blood-red elixir from his storage bag, and put it in his mouth without hesitation.

The black token above his head was already dimmed with demonic energy, but at this moment, a thick black demonic energy suddenly emerged, and it became alive again, and a large black flame erupted from above, and unexpectedly rolled upwards, towards the Sanyuanfa. The flag flew.

Xiao Lin's complexion changed slightly, and with a thought, the Sanyuan Dharma Flag turned around and disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already floating beside Xiao Lin.

The large area of ​​demonic energy behind the purple-haired youth turned into a thick grasping demonic hand again, and grabbed upwards, grabbed the golden net issued by Xiao Lin, and propped it up so that it could not fall down.

Meng Huojiao sprayed enough flames through the round mirror for a cup of tea. Even though the purple-haired young man retreated tens of feet and made him panting, after the flames stopped erupting, her face was pale, and the spot on her forehead was still pale. Fragrant sweat dripping.

Xiao Lin also took advantage of this opportunity to catch his breath and threw a Qi Yuan Pill into his mouth. Feeling that the lost mana was slowly recovering, Xiao Lin felt a little relieved.

At this time, the three beams of sword light transformed by Bingluan Sword had already arrived in front of the purple-haired young man, the purple-haired youth sneered, and the pitch-black scales attached to his right arm came out, and unexpectedly greeted the three beams of sword light.

A trace of gloom flashed across Xiao Lin's face, but joy flashed across his eyes, the purple-haired youth didn't realize that behind the three dark green sword lights, there were six light blue cold stars following closely behind.

"Qing, clang, clang." The three sword lights all struck the pitch-black fish-scale shield, bursting out a large amount of spiritual light, and the six-point cold star flickered slightly after the six-point black smoke dissipated. , disappeared without a trace.

The purple-haired youth also sensed that something was wrong at this moment, but it was too late to dodge, six cold stars shot into his chest one after another.

"Puff puff puff." A series of haggard voices sounded like being inserted into wood, Xiao Lin saw that all six of his broken virtual blades were inserted into the chest of the purple-haired young man, and bright red blood flowed from the six wounds .

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin didn't have the slightest joy on his face, instead he showed a surprised expression. Originally, in his imagination, the six shattered virtual blades were enough to pierce through the chest of the purple-haired young man, crushing his primordial spirit in his body. is.

Now it's only inserted less than half an inch, although it makes his injuries worse, but such flesh and blood injuries are obviously not enough to make him lose his combat power.

The purple-haired young man looked down coldly at the six broken virtual blades on his chest, and then jet-black demonic energy gushed out from his chest, wrapping the six broken virtual blades. Under Xiao Lin's surprised eyes, the six The shattered virtual blades began to melt one after another, falling off the chest of the purple-haired young man in the blink of an eye, and fell to the ground.

"Very good, you really deserve to be the one who beheaded my Golden Core Mosha avatar." The purple-haired youth looked at Xiao Lin and said lightly.

Hearing the six words "Golden Core Devil Demon Clone", Xiao Lin suddenly realized, no wonder he had a familiar feeling when he saw the purple-haired youth. The aura of the Jindan monk who had lost his body was exactly the same.

It was for this reason that he had a sense of familiarity with the purple-haired youth.

After knowing the reason, Xiao Lin couldn't help showing a gloomy look on his face, not to mention that the task of the five of them this time was to kill the purple-haired youth, so as to provoke the dispute between the Black Demon Sect and the Ancient Xuanzong, Just the fact that he knew that he beheaded the incarnate Golden Core cultivator was enough to make Xiao Lin full of murderous intent.

Xiao knew that this person turned out to be the Mo Sha clone of a giant in the Demonic Dao. Once he returned to the Black Demon Sect, he would let Kumara, a giant in the late Nascent Soul, know that he had beheaded his clone of Mosha.

Needless to say, my own life is definitely not guaranteed. Even if the five major sects of the Tianlu Mountains try their best to protect him, it is useless. Facing a cultivator of Kumara's level, even the five Yuanying elders of the five major sects Zu Qi, it is estimated that the final outcome will be the fall of the five Yuanying ancestors.

Of course, if one really wants to face the revenge of a demon giant like Kumara, it would be good if the five major sects did not tie him up and send him to Kumara. If the five major sects want to take the blame for him, it is estimated that none of them will .

(End of this chapter)