Jiuxiao Supreme

"wrong!"
The moment the black dragon's palms were discharged, his heart suddenly trembled, and his figure immediately retreated.
"It's quite capable!"
Just as the black dragon got out of the way, a black air ball spurted out from the void, and the black air immediately melted away, like spreading out countless tentacles.
The space immediately seemed to be shattered, and some spatial turbulence escaped, disrupting the surrounding spiritual energy like a sharp blade.
"Space turbulence!"
Seeing those sharp air currents, Heilong's face turned pale. If these turbulent currents really hit him, his body would be torn into countless pieces in an instant.
Being able to freely enter and exit the void is something that can only be achieved in the Saint Realm, but once you reach the Venerable Realm, you can also touch some void laws and use the void to deal with opponents.
However, even for the Venerable, it is not easy to use this method. However, this spirit has not even reached the late stage of Jie Yuan Realm, so it is a bit scary to be able to use similar methods.
"Sure enough, it's not that easy!"
The black air mass quickly dissipated, and Po Ling's figure slowly emerged. He shook his head slightly disappointedly.
"This guy is so strong!"
Bing Xin rushed to the black dragon's side. The spirit was so fast that it was too late for her to rush to support him at such a close distance.
Of course, the law of space is an advanced law after all. Soul Spirit can only break through some space cracks, but cannot really break down space barriers at will. He missed a hit and did not continue to pursue.
Seeing the distance between the three of them defending each other getting closer, a smile appeared on Po Ling's face, and he suddenly turned to look at the elder, "Teacher, what do you think of my move!"
"Po Ling, if the Shura Elf clan perishes and you are the only one left, it doesn't matter how strong you are!" the great elder said sadly.
No matter what the final result is today, the decline of the Shura Elf clan is almost inevitable. In other words, if the Shura Elf clan wants to recover, I really don’t know how long it will take.
"Pedantism!"
Po Ling sneered, and his figure suddenly flashed, drawing a black afterimage and rushing towards the great elder.
"Shadow!"
The great elder's expression changed, but he did not avoid it. Green shadows flew out from behind him.
Compared with Lian Xin's shadow entanglement, the Great Elder's hungry shadow entanglement is obviously much stronger. These rattans can be clearly felt, but they are not real, but no matter who it is, they may not dare to be affected by these nothingnesses. The shadow is entangled.
"Teacher, let me show you my current power!"
Po Ling laughed and shouted, his speed reached the limit, even the black dragon could only see his afterimage.
Chi la chi la!
Countless shadows filled the space in front of the three of them, but Soul Spirit could easily avoid the vines that suddenly came towards him, and rushed in quickly, unable to stop him at all.
"So fast!"
Black Dragon and Bing Xin quickly protected the great elder's flanks.
"Dragonscale Shield!"
A shadow of a black snake appeared, and the snake's body suddenly shone, turning into pieces of scales that flew apart, forming a circular shield that enveloped the three of them.
Boom boom boom!
As soon as the shield was formed, there were bursts of bursting sounds, and the scales quickly dimmed.
"You are very alert!"
A mocking sound reached the ears of the three people.
"Humph!"
The great elder's face changed, with a trace of anger in his eyes. The shadow around him suddenly flashed with green brilliance. These brilliance were like ripples, rippling layer by layer.
"there!"
The great elder's eyes suddenly tightened, and he cast his gaze to another place, and several shadows immediately entangled him.
Chi la chi la!
As soon as Yingtang moved, he immediately tied up a void.
There was obviously no one there, but Yingtang tied up an empty place tightly.
"how so!"
Seeing this scene, Heilong and Bing Xin were shocked. It was simply incredible that this soul could completely avoid their perception.
Not to mention Po Ling, even the Venerable could not have such ability, otherwise Ling Feng would not have survived Hei Qi's attack.
When the void was restrained, the afterimage of the Soul Spirit that was rapidly charging over there disappeared immediately.
"Spiritual Light Ruler!"
The great elder said through gritted teeth.
"I used it well!"
Po Ling's proud laughter came out, and his figure slowly appeared in the green light and shadow, but these shadows did not really bind him. Around his body, a black mist lingered.
The great elder's shadow tangles stood up one after another. The tip of the shadow tangle vines was like an icy sharp blade, constantly stabbing into the black mist. However, once these green shadows entered the black mist, their speed became abnormal. Slowly, the green breath also slowly decomposed.
"What a weird black evil!"
The black dragon had a solemn look on his face and shouted softly, "Soaring Dragon!"
The black snake behind him turned around and turned into a whirlwind, wrapping around the spirit.
"Frost Vortex!"
Bing Xin didn't delay at all, and a stream of cold air swept towards Heisha.
"Ok!"
Being targeted by three people at the same time, Po Ling's expression became a little more serious, "Evil wind!"
As he shouted, the black hair around his body suddenly expanded, like a hurricane, blowing forward.
Squeeze! Squeeze!
The Great Elder's Shadow Tangle was as if it were real, breaking apart one by one, unable to resist for a moment. The Black Dragon's Soaring Dragon and Bing Xin's Frost Whirlpool also immediately slowed down, and they could only stop halfway.
"go with!"
The black dragon's face was normal, and he gritted his teeth suddenly, and his face instantly turned blood red.
The phantom of the dragon snake rushed towards Po Ling, and its sharp dragon claws suddenly grabbed Po Ling.
"How dare you use such a weak move in front of me!" Po Ling smiled coldly, not evading at all, and with a wave of his hand, a black air ball flew out from his sleeves.
Bang!
This brown air ball hit the dragon's body, making a huge roar and swallowing the dragon directly.
Woo!
In the air mass, the dragon seemed to be roaring, its body twisting and struggling continuously.
But everything was in vain, the dragon's body slowly turned black, was decomposed bit by bit, and finally turned into black dust, floating in the air.
"Ok!"
The dragon's figure dissipated, and the black dragon's face suddenly turned pale.
The attack of the bloodline true body is closely related to his thoughts. Under normal circumstances, when the true god is likely to be severely injured, he can withdraw his thoughts, and the only loss is some spiritual power.
Although the true god is destroyed, the loss of spiritual power is much greater than that of ordinary skills, but spiritual power can be replenished after all, but damage to the mind is not that simple, and it will take a lot of time to cultivate back.
But in the darkness of Po Ling, he couldn't take back his thoughts at all, and could only watch helplessly as this part of his thoughts was lost.
"Small punishment, big warning!"
Po Ling looked at the black dragon with a sneer, "Let you know that the gap in levels is not as simple as it seems."
After listening to his words, Heilong's face changed slightly, but he also knew that he was careless.
In fact, it is not a good habit to use the bloodline avatar to attack at will. Although the bloodline avatar is very powerful, it is easy for the opponent to seize the opportunity to directly destroy the avatar, which will cause harm to the user.
The reason why the black dragon is accustomed to using the real body is because the real body can exert a strength that is not weaker than its own, but relatively consumes less spiritual power. This means that it does not need to fall into danger, but it can fully exert its power. With their own fighting power, everyone would still choose this method.
But this must be based on absolute confidence in oneself, that is, the true bloodline body will not be destroyed by the opponent.
If it were other monks, they would not easily use clones when facing opponents stronger than themselves. It is precisely because the previous battles were too easy and cross-border battles occurred from time to time, making the entire team too confident. , only then would they forcefully use their clones to attack even though they knew that the spirit's strength was extraordinary.
Putting a pill into his mouth, the black dragon's face slowly returned to some rosy color.
"Are you okay?" Bing Xin looked at Black Dragon and asked with concern.
"It's okay!" Black Dragon shook his head and comforted, "Fortunately, I was a little prepared, and my true body's thoughts were not too distracted."
"That's good!"
Hearing Black Dragon's explanation, Bing Xin felt slightly relieved.
Generally speaking, if the thought required to summon a clone is one-fifth of the intensity of one's own thought, then losing one-fifth of the spiritual thought is no small trauma.
However, the bloodline of these people in the Fusion Realm of Lingfeng Team has been relatively condensed. When necessary, they can also use a small amount of spiritual energy to inspire their true bodies. However, the strength of such true bodies may be weaker, but in danger In this case, it is an alternative method.
"You've all used your moves, it's my turn!"
Po Ling glanced at the three of them, and pressed on them again.
"Be careful!"
The great elder's face tightened and he said softly.
"Know!"
Black Dragon and Bing Xin nodded. The other party was stronger than they expected, so naturally there would be no distractions.
"Shaluo!"
When the three of them each summoned their clones and used the defensive moves to suppress the bottom of the box, a group of black demons turned into black dots and fell like black raindrops on the light curtain in front of the three of them.
"Shadow!"
The great elder shouted, and the shadows in front of him intertwined, forming a green light curtain, firmly protecting the three of them.
The black dragon speeded up the transmission of spiritual power, making the scale shield thicker.
"Frost Vortex!"
A cloud of cold air dispersed from Bing Xin's body, and the dense raindrops slowed down instantly, falling bit by bit.
Puff puff!
There were sounds in the ears, but the faces of the three people became a little ugly.
"Haha!" Po Ling burst out laughing, "Three idiots!"
His voice came from far away, and the black rain in front of him slowly dissipated.