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Now the two ancestors are controlled by a group of ghost soldiers and blood beasts, and they cannot take action at all, so he must do it himself. Copy the URL and visit: 7777772e766f6474772e636f6d
If he is lucky, he might be able to get some secrets from Lin Xuan quietly.
In that way, in the future, his cultivation may improve by leaps and bounds, and may even reach the level of the ancestor.
Thinking of this, a hint of madness appeared in his eyes, which was definitely the best opportunity.
This is his best chance to catch Lin Xuan.
Thinking of this, the young man in the beast roared softly, and his spiritual power burned like a huge flame, shaking the void around him.
Five fingers ran out and passed through the air, forming a cage that enveloped Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan snorted coldly, his body was wandering and he pulled out countless figures in the void.
At the same time, the Fengying Sword stabbed out, and each time a fine sword energy cut through the void and hit the bright fingers.
At the same time, his left hand clasped, forming a bottle of black sword that drifted in the air.
"Sword of Nirvana."
The long sword is pitch black, and a dead aura is scattered, like a sword of hell, making people feel trembling.
This sword was originally realized from the king's bloodline, but now it was cast through the Great Dragon Sword Soul, and its power is several times greater than before.
Not only that, the desolate and desolate meaning on the long sword became even more condensed.
Lin Xuan waved his arm, and the dark sword of nirvana was about to slash and slashed at the young man in the beast clothes.
Wherever I passed, a breath of death dissipated, and the entire space was filled with a cold feeling, as if it was about to freeze.
In an instant, the young man in the beast-clothed face became extremely ugly. He felt that his body's functions were about to disappear, as if the essence of life was about to be lost.
"What kind of sword technique is this? It's so weird that it can even deprive the breath of life." He was shocked and retreated suddenly.
Lin Xuan held the Fengying Sword in his right hand, shattered the five-pointed finger light, and at the same time, he held the Sword of Destruction in his left hand, and quickly slashed at the young man in the beast-clothed clothes.
In an instant, the young man in the beast clothes lost his previous arrogance.
His body beating continuously and dodging quickly. He could feel that if he was slashed by the dark sword, most of his life would be lost.
In this dangerous and lost temple, serious injury is undoubtedly equivalent to death.
The young man in beast clothes gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling to accept it. He couldn't understand why Lin Xuan's strength was so fierce.
This situation is something he would never dream of. His cultivation level reached the limit of the spiritual realm, which was extremely powerful, but he did not expect that he would be chased and beaten by a warrior in the middle stage of the spiritual realm.
Fortunately, there are no other warriors here, otherwise he would have the desire to die.
The two gray and white elders were fighting fiercely with a group of ghost soldiers, blood beasts and white bone demon generals. They glanced at them and saw the situation of the young man in the beast-clothed clothes, their beards were so angry that they raised their beards.
At that moment, they thought they were dazzled. A boy in the middle stage of the psychic realm actually chased and killed a warrior in the extreme psychic realm.
This is so ridiculous
"Hun Li, what are you doing? Hurry up and use all your strength to take him down." The old man in gray shouted angrily.
Hearing this, the young man in the beast-clothed trembled, and he knew he could not keep it anymore.
"Boy, I really surprised me if your strength has improved to such an extent."
"But at this point, I will let you know what a real strong man is. You can die in the power of blood. You are proud enough."
After saying that, the young man in the beast clothes was no longer dodging. He stood in the void, with black flying behind him, and his robe roars fluttering. His personal aura was rising, and blood-colored lines filled his body.
Behind him, a tiger's shadow condensed and roared around.
At the same time, black and white patterns appeared on his cheeks and arms.
Not only that, her bones and limbs also became thicker, and her whole body was filled with a fierce look.
No one who has seen my blood power can survive, and you will be no exception. Soul Li is cold.
After exerting his bloodline power, he became extremely fierce and violent.
"The Power of Blood" Lin Xuan stopped and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had the soul of the Great Dragon Sword and was not afraid of the pressure of blood.
"Ignorance ant, it seems that you don't understand the power of bloodline." Seeing Lin Xuan's sneer, a hint of anger appeared in the eyes of the young man in the beast-clothed Hun Li.
Then, his body was filled with murderous aura, and his hands grabbed the cross marks in the void.
The void trembled, and spiritual power condensed. As soon as the phantom of the white tiger appeared, a roar shook the sky and pounced on Lin Xuan.
This power is too powerful and has already exceeded the limit of the spiritual realm.
The young man in beast clothes grinned. This attack was enough to kill ordinary extreme warriors in the spiritual realm. I think Lin Xuan could not compete at all.
The tiger roared, vibrating the void, and instantly came to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan looked cold, held the Sword of Silence and stabbed forward quickly.
The dark sword of nirvana was scattered with the power of nirvana and death, like a sword of death, quickly passing through the void.
In an instant, he collided with the tiger phantom.
The two collided without a dazzling light, nor did they explode.
The dark silence touched the phantom of the white tiger, like a compatible ice and fire, making a hissing sound.
The huge white tiger phantom became dim, as if the body's energy was lost and it was depressed.
The Sword of Immortality still radiates dark and cold light, and its dispersed aura makes the shadow of the White Tiger disappear soon.
Not only that, even the young man in the beast-clothed behind him was shocked, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
In the moment just now, he felt an extremely cold aura covering him, as if he was sucking the energy in his body.
In an instant, he felt a lot of loss of the essence of life and spiritual power.
This method was so weird that he was so scared that his face was pale and he quickly cut off the connection with the White Tiger Phantom. Then the cold aura of death gradually disappeared.
"What kind of sword is so terrifying?" The young man in beast clothes was frightened. He found that he was still underestimating Lin Xuan.
"This is your blood power," Lin Xuan sneered, "In my opinion, it's even worse than trash."
"Don't you want to kill me? I want to see how you killed me?" Lin Xuan snorted coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
He had no grudges or grudges with the other party, and he didn't even know him at all. However, for the sake of greed in his heart, the other party wanted to kill him more than once or twice.
This made him angry and could not forgive him.
Lin Xuan was like a god of killing, holding the sword of silence, walking step by step.
The young man in beast clothes was furious.
As a peerless genius of the clan, he has been attracting attention from thousands of people since he was a child, and no one dared to despise him so much.
Now, a warrior in the middle stage of the psychic realm dares to treat him like this
He swung his fists and shot out hundreds of fist shadows, condensing into a ferocious white tiger. Finally, the entire void was filled with hundreds of fist shadows, which were shocked and thundering towards Lin Xuan.
Chapter completed!