Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 159 Ling Chi Torture, Pure Mind!

"The Yimu Shenxiao Zhenlei of Leiling Mountain is really extraordinary." A monk of Dragon and Tiger below praised, this Yimu Shenxiao Zhenlei is recorded in Lei Lingshan's "Tiangang Five Elements Thunder Method".

Yan Zhixing made a mistake and used the Yimu Shenxiao True Thunder to break free from the layers of endless illusions. As soon as Fang woke up, he continued to kill and attack Lin Xiaoyuan with all his strength. At this time, there was no one around him. A little bit of defensive power.

Seeing this golden opportunity, Lin Xiaoyuan didn't want to retreat, let alone let it go, and immediately cast a killer. Her bare hands plucked on the strings, bringing out afterimages.

At the same time, there seemed to be inscriptions lit up on the Hanyu Guqin, outlining picturesquely.

Amidst a burst of resonant humming, a circle of blue and crystal-clear frost spread in a ring shape, spreading across the empty land, and engulfing the thunder and lightning that struck the sky together with Yan Zhi, freezing it together, and the cold air overflowed.

"What an overbearing spell!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Someone also lamented: "I had never heard of Xuantianzong before, but seeing it today, I know how ignorant and ignorant I am."

As a disciple of the Xuantian Sect, Lin Xiaoyuan can compete with the monks of the Spirit Building Realm only by virtue of her cultivation in the late stage of the Soul Cultivation Realm.

After Yanzhi used Yimu Shenxiao's real thunder, Lin Xiaoyuan never retreated or evaded, fighting the thunder method hard, especially gaining the upper hand.

Even the mid-stage and late-stage cultivators who were watching the battle below had solemn faces, and they put themselves in their shoes to meditate on the solution.

Seeing little knowledge, a low-level disciple of Xuantianzong who is in the soul-cultivating state is already so difficult to deal with. If it is a high-level monk in the sect, how powerful is the magical power?
Thinking about it carefully, I am terrified, there are many monks who think about this place, and they all change color.

Fortunately, what is comforting is that Lin Xiaoyuan was the only one accompanying Xuantianzong, and the nonsense that the disciples in the sect were invincible at the same level and could fight at higher levels should not be taken as true.

On the fighting stage.

Lin Xiaoyuan's imperial envoy Hanyu Guqin, after freezing Yan Zhixing, felt neither sorrow nor joy in her heart, her bare hands kept on, the sound of the piano was shrill, devilish, and ghosts and mist were like ink. For a while, the whole fighting platform was like the hell of Asura, ghosts of ghosts and ghosts. Howling, howling.

"Crack. Crack"

"boom"

The frozen ice only lasted for a moment, cracks spread all over the mysterious ice, and the sound of cracking and cracking could be heard endlessly. With a loud bang, Yan Zhixing had already broken through the ice, holding the god-killing thorn in his hand, turning into a thunderbolt unabated.

However, this frozen moment was enough for Lin Xiaoyuan to put Yan Zhixing to death.

The demonic energy surged, turning into endless ghosts and pounced on him. The ghost mist was thick, and the sound blade pierced through the air, silently and silently attacking the vital points of Yan Zhixing's body.

"boom"

The thunder burst and raged, and immediately wiped out all the ghosts around him, but Yan Zhixing saw that the situation was not good, fearing that the ghosts would get close to him and devour his heart, so he made a decisive decision and directly detonated the Yimu Shenxiao Zhenlei condensed on the Zhushen thorn .

Lin Xiaoyuan's mind was calm, and the sound of the piano remained unmoved.

The misfortune of all ghosts is just an illusion induced by the music of the zither, and Yan Zhixing's detonation of the Yimu Shenxiao Zhenlei is nothing more than dissipating the ghostly devilish energy around him.

The melody does not stop, the illusion does not stop, this is the magic sound and ten thousand phases.

The demonic energy on the fighting stage was dense, and ghosts cried endlessly. After a few breaths, the tyrannical thunder light gradually faded and dissipated, and Yan Zhixing appeared. trend.

"Ding"

"Do not!!"

The god-killing thorn in his hand was knocked away by a sound blade hidden in the ghost mist. Yan Zhixing showed horror, and watched the ghosts besieged and slaughtered, gouging out his heart and eating his bones, and couldn't help letting out a tragic wail.

In fact, what everyone saw below was the sound blades swaying like rain, pouring out attacks and killings. After the Zhushen stab in Yan Zhixing's hand was blown away, the whole person seemed to be dumbfounded, froze on the spot, suffering The punishment of thousands of knives and ten thousand blades.

Blood spattered, Yan Zhixing's mournful wailing echoed continuously on the fighting platform, and the whole body was covered with long and narrow knife marks, which penetrated into the bone marrow, but in an instant, Yan Zhixing had fallen into a pool of blood, and there was not a single place on his body. intact.

"Yan Zhixing, defeated." Lu Xiangsheng's faint voice sounded, and then he let go of the spiritual restraint on the fighting platform, and Yan Zhixing appeared on the side of the fighting platform intact.

The monks and disciples of the middle and small sects below all had expressions of surprise and shock on their faces. They never expected that Yan Zhi Guild would fight so desperately, and finally lost.

You must know that you can't really hurt the opponent on the fighting stage, but your own sequelae are absolutely real. Yan Zhixing doesn't want to be so desperate. It's really hurting yourself and not hurting others. The disciples of Lei Lingshan are too crazy!

What's more, they never expected that Lin Xiaoyuan, who looks petite and exquisite, would have such a strong combat power. Her mind is calm, erratic and weird, and she makes a decisive move. And win the battle.

It was really unexpected, thinking of Yan Zhixing being tortured by Ling Chi with thousands of knives and blades in the end, many of the monks under him changed their expressions and felt cold all over their bodies.

Yan Zhixing forcibly escorted Yimu Shenxiao Zhenlei, his mind was traumatized and his spirit was weak, so he staggered back behind Lei Baichuan. Lei Baichuan's face was ashen, but he didn't even look at him.

Here Lin Xiaoyuan is still a little dazed, still holding the cold jade guqin in place, with a cute expression on her face.

"Ahem, Lin Xiaoyuan, go down first, you have already won this battle!" Seeing Lin Xiaoyuan froze on the fighting platform, unwilling to come down for a long time, Lu Xiangsheng had no choice but to remind her again.

"Oh! Okay!!" Lin Xiaoyuan came back to her senses, her pretty face flushed, she nodded shyly, and fled back to Duanchou's side like a gallop.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, but their expressions were different. All the real people present were shocked by Lin Xiaoyuan's amazing performance. Seeing her exquisite mind, pure and flawless, they smiled and said bluntly that Duanchou has accepted a good disciple.

At their level, Lin Xiaoyuan can tell whether Lin Xiaoyuan's mind is pure and clear at first sight, and she can't fake it at all.

However, when this little girl was fighting against the enemy, she was in a different state. She shot fiercely and decisively, never let go of any opportunity, her mind was delicate and calm, and she was not moved by external objects. This is what they really felt.

But the accompanying disciples of various sects watching the battle, and some Dinghua Ding monks didn't think so much.

Seeing Lin Xiaoyuan's innocent and charming appearance now, thinking that she was holding this Guqin earlier and giving Yan Zhixing to Ling Chi, the two polarized performances made everyone look at each other in disbelief.

Pack!
You still pretend! !

Many people complained secretly and slandered endlessly.

What's more, my heart was trembling for a while, and I made up my mind that if I met Lin Xiaoyuan when I went out for a walk in the future, I must make a detour to avoid it.

(End of this chapter)