Wonderland

Chapter 323
Xiao Lin's face was uncertain, and the purple-haired youth pointed it out, but even Meng Huojiao, Lin Xueying and Bai Shuangzhi knew about it.

Xiao Lin glanced at Meng Huojiao out of the corner of his eye, and found that the woman was looking at him with a surprised expression on her face, her brows were slightly wrinkled in a thoughtful look, while Bai Shuangzhi in the distance looked at Xiao with a pretty pale face. Lin's face was also full of surprise, and there was a lovely and pitiful look in his eyes.

As for Lin Xueying, she is still closing her eyes and adjusting her breath to recover from her injuries. I don't know if she heard it, but in Xiao Lin's view, even if Lin Xueying is using her mana and recuperating her injuries at this moment, she will never close her five senses. into the ear.

"Your Mosha avatar is unlucky. He was poisoned by Shishang and lost his body. He couldn't use magic weapons. I can only count him as unlucky. In this case, Xiao will send you this avatar to go down with him." , can be regarded as having a companion on the reincarnation road."

"Hey, my Mosha avatar is not eligible for reincarnation. Even if you kill me, if my real body finds out, you will never escape the fate of falling."

"Wait until he knows." Xiao Lin's face was filled with murderous intent, and he lightly pointed to the Sanyuanfa flag beside him, and the Sanyuanfa flag flickered over the head of the purple-haired youth.

At the same time, Xiao Lin pointed at the golden net suspended above the head of the purple-haired young man and supported by his grasping magic hand. Suddenly, raging flames burned on the golden net, and the dark purple flames actually gathered at the place where the grasping magic hand grasped.

Under the burning of the flames, the demonic aura of the grasping demon hand dimmed immediately, and the golden net once again put a hood under the purple-haired youth.

Moreover, dark purple flames were burning on the surface of the golden net, like a net of fire, falling towards the purple-haired youth.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the purple-haired young man, as if he hadn't expected that the young man in front of him could control the flames so well, but he didn't show the slightest fear.

Feeling a majestic force in his body exploded from the dantian, and then turned into billowing devilish energy, flowing all over his body, the blood-like elixir he swallowed was called Zixue, and it was extremely difficult to refine this purple blood elixir. not easy.

The material needed is the blood essence of the dragon-type metamorphosis demon cultivator, which is already extremely rare, and the flood dragon also contains the blood of the heaven and earth immortals in its body, even if it is just a trace, it is quite precious.

This Purple Blood Pill itself contains majestic energy, and it can also completely stimulate the potential in the monk's body, allowing the monk to explode far beyond the usual combat power in a short period of time.

The purple blood pill in the hands of the purple-haired young man was not really refined through the blood essence of the Transformation Flood Dragon Demon Cultivator. Otherwise, even if he took the purple blood pill, he would explode and die on the spot. Zixue Pill was a Jiao-type demon cultivator in the demon core stage that Kumara beheaded.

Refined by extracting its blood essence from its body, the spiritual effect is less than one-tenth of the real purple blood pill, but even so, it is enough to make the purple-haired youth unleash super powerful combat power.

Sensing the terrifying power contained in the pitch-black flames emanating from the purple-haired youth, Xiao Lin and Meng Huojiao's expressions changed drastically at the same time.

The purple-haired young man stood upright with one palm in front of his chest, and an obscure incantation sounded again from his mouth. At the same time, a purple mask emerged from his chest, covering him in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Xiao Lin's golden net just fell down, enveloping the purple-haired youth together with the purple ball.

But no matter how the dark purple flame on the golden net burns, there is still nothing to do with the purple ball.

At this time, Xiao Lin saw a purple aura flashing on the palm of the purple-haired young man's chest, which became more and more intense.

"Ziying Demon Shaguang?" Xiao Lin's face became extremely ugly, and Meng Huojiao's pretty face was pale and bloodless at the moment, and she was not half sure that she could resist the terrifying Ziying Demon Shaguang once again.

Xiao Lin's eyes flickered, and he was hesitant, but he glanced at Meng Huojiao, who had no blood on his face, then at the delicate and pitiful Bai Shuangzhi, and Lin Xueying, who closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing, with a firm look on her face color.

Xiao Lin gritted his teeth secretly, and patted his waist pocket with his right hand. With a "buzz", a half-foot-long white broken blade appeared in front of Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin understood that no matter what, the purple-haired young man could not be allowed to send out the Ziying Demon Sha again. This kind of magical secret art is incredibly powerful, and his own spiritual shield is useless in front of him. If it is not for the Qingyan Ling Fire, to eliminate the remaining Ziying Mosha.

At this moment, like Lin Xueying, he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, so he didn't care about continuing to hide his methods. No matter what, he had to find a way to kill the purple-haired youth first.

Although the Qingyan Spiritual Fire is extremely powerful, once it is used, it is too publicized, and Xiao Lin is not at all sure whether the Qingyan Spiritual Fire can break through the purple mask.

In contrast, Can Ren's power gave Xiao Lin a bit of confidence. After all, Can Ren can tear even the golden net that is at least a magic weapon. possible.

Xiao Lin pointed to the residual blade floating beside him, and the residual blade immediately burst into a faint white light. Xiao Lin took out two more Qiyuan pills from the storage bag, threw them into his mouth without looking at them, and then moved towards the Mana is imbued in the broken blade.

Almost in a breath, the mana in Xiao Lin's dantian was sucked in sevens and eights, making his face extremely pale, and he was still taking the Qi Yuan Dan, and gradually a series of mana appeared in his dantian. Mana, replenishing his loss.

The white light on the broken blade became more and more intense, and it was almost impossible to look directly at it. Meng Huojiao also looked at the broken blade beside Xiao Lin with a face full of horror. Although she couldn't see that it looked very broken No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, but just from the dazzling white light, she felt a sense of danger that made her heart palpitate.

Lin Xueying, who was sitting upright on the side, closed her eyes and adjusted her breath, seemed to have a feeling in her heart, and couldn't help opening her eyes, which were full of surprise.

Bai Shuangzhi was leaning against a pitch-black rock, and her pale pretty face was full of astonishment. Like Meng Huojiao, she felt a dangerous aura from the broken blade that terrified her.

The purple-haired young man who was reciting the mantra suddenly opened his eyes. After seeing the white light, a frightened expression appeared on his face. The sound of the mantra stopped abruptly, and the purple light on his chest slowly rotated. .

"Go." After the purple-haired youth felt the danger of the broken blade in front of Xiao Lin, he took the initiative to interrupt the spell. Although Ziying Mosha had not yet reached the strongest attack power, in order to prevent Xiao Lin from Mana, he chose to activate it in advance.

A thick purple aura shot towards Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin's face was full of ruthlessness, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he pointed lightly at the shattered blade in front of him that had turned into a ball of white light about the size of a foot, Gently say the word "broken."

A flash of white light flashed away, and it actually directly crossed a distance of several feet, directly rushed into the purple aura, and then split the purple aura in two under the horrified eyes of everyone.

The purple light transformed by Ziying Mosha was directly cut off from it, and the white light suddenly accelerated in the direction of the purple-haired youth, and disappeared without a trace after a slight flash.

The purple-haired young man didn't even have the thought of dodging, he felt his whole body go limp, and he watched in horror that the purple-ying demon light he was emitting was cut open in the middle and turned into purple aura and scattered in all directions.

A ray of white light passed through the chest of the purple-haired young man, and after a long trajectory, it flew to Xiao Lin's side again, suspended quietly, but the white light on the surface had completely dimmed, revealing half of the pure white body of the blade .

The purple-haired youth lowered his head, saw a small hole the size of his thumb caught in his eyes, and there was a faint white light shining outside the small hole.

A sense of powerlessness surged into the sea of ​​consciousness of the purple-haired young man. He was full of unwillingness, as if he couldn't believe that he was defeated just like that, at the hands of a little-known inner disciple of the ancient Xuanzong.

Although I am in the realm of foundation building and Dzogchen, the primordial spirit in my body is the primordial spirit of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage who has undergone many trials.

Xiao Lin felt the broken blade beside him. Most of the mana he had instilled on the broken blade had been exhausted. He was also a little thankful that the purple-haired youth's Ziying Moshaguang hadn't really been completed. , I'm afraid I can't do it at all if I want to kill the purple-haired youth with the power of the broken blade.

Once the broken blade is ineffective, then he can only expose the secret technique of Qingyan Linghuo. If this step is reached, he can be said to have exhausted his cards, but as long as it is not the last moment, he will never do so .

Lin Xueying and Bai Shuangzhi were fairly familiar with him, so in his opinion, they shouldn't have any bad thoughts towards him, but Meng Huojiao was different, Beihan Jin had already fallen, so naturally there was no threat to him.

But Meng Huojiao, as the daughter of Grandma Yuanbao of the Qianfu Sect, he had learned about Grandma Yuanbao from Bai Shuangzhi. Evil is greater than good.

The daughter trained by this kind of person really made Xiao Lin not at ease. Besides, after the death of the purple-haired youth, they still had to face a real problem, that is, how to deal with that innate demon stone?

No need to understand, just by hearing the name, Xiao Lin also knew that this innate demon stone must be extremely precious. If it was really a piece of innate spiritual material, Xiao Lin believed that anyone who cultivated immortality and dao would be envious.

It's hard to say whether they will be as harmonious as they are now.

"Pa~" The purple-haired young man fell to the ground, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, and he was already not breathing.

Xiao Lin looked at the corpse of the purple-haired young man with an expression of surprise and uncertainty on his face. Although the crippled blade was sharp, it did not have the ability to kill the soul of a monk. Therefore, in his opinion, even if the violet-haired young man was mutilated Killing him with a blade would destroy his physical body at most, and his primordial spirit should still be in his body.

(End of this chapter)