"How could you possibly see through my transformation talisman? What is sealed inside is an earth-level primary spell!"

"Earth level primary spell?"

Lin Xuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He remembered that more than ten years ago, when he was still a young spiritual disciple, he was very excited after practicing the "Ice Needle Technique" because its power could be compared with high-level spells.

At that time, I thought that there were only three types of spells: primary, intermediate, and advanced, and that they could only be used by monks in the agile and foundation-building stages. Those masters who had mastered the golden elixir were disdainful of spells because they had magic weapons.

But later on, when the foundation was successfully built, or to be precise, after the jade tube of the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Technique" was obtained, I realized that this understanding was simply wrong.

Spells are the simplest and most practical magical powers for cultivators. They are very convenient for both attack and defense, because they do not require the help of other media and can only be released by mobilizing one's own spiritual power.

This way is profound and profound, how could it stop at the foundation building stage? Not to mention the monks in the elixir condensation stage, even the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage also often use spells as an important supplement to their magic weapons.

Naturally, there are not only three types of spells: elementary, intermediate, and advanced.

To be precise, it should be divided into three levels: heaven, earth and human. Each level is divided into elementary, intermediate and advanced levels, for a total of nine levels.

The monks in the agile and foundation-building stages use human-level spells, while the masters in the pill-condensing and Yuanying stages use earth-level spells...

In fact, it is not only the magic formula, but also the talismans. The talismans that Lin Xuan has come into contact with are also human-level ones, and there are more powerful earth-level and heaven-level talismans on them.

Of course, the production is more complicated, and they are rarely sold in the market. Once they appear in the world, everyone will need the sky-high price of crystals.

Hu Fan had just transformed into a stone, using an earth-level elementary spell called "Shape Transformation". This advanced skill can only be learned by masters at the core condensation stage. Naturally, only masters at the condensation stage can see through it. But this

Boy...

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Lin Xuan's face, and naturally he would not answer the other party's question. Speaking of which, it was just a fluke.

I didn’t expect that someone actually owns the talisman of the earth level!

Fortunately, my spiritual consciousness is far better than that of monks of the same level, and I can barely compare with the masters in the early stage of condensation. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous!

If you are hit by a lightning strike without defense, even if you don't die, you will definitely be seriously injured.

"Boy, if you don't want to say it, that's fine. If you meet me, I'll give you a bad fate!"

Hu Fan had a ferocious look on his face. Although Lin Xuan saw through the shape-shifting technique, which made him feel a little guilty, he was still just a small cultivator in the early stages of foundation building. He used his own magical power to destroy him.

It should be a breeze.

Since the other party is here to participate in the trade fair, he must have a lot of property. Great!

Thinking of this, a trace of violence flashed across his face, he opened his mouth and spit out a silver flying sword.

The ultimate spiritual weapon!

As expected, he is indeed a master in the late stage of foundation building. The treasures he possesses are quite extraordinary, and the shape of the sword is also quite strange. It actually looks like a spiritual snake, twisting in the sky.

"go!"

Hu Fan let out a slight scolding. The flying sword suddenly turned into a ray of silver light and roared towards Lin Xuan.

Facing the opponent's attack, Lin Xuan showed no signs of panic on his face. He stretched out his hand gently, and the round shield moved from the top of his head to the front of him.

With the injection of mana, the buckler circled and then grew in size. Its diameter became more than ten feet long, and it immediately blocked Lin Xuan's entire body.

However, an imperceptible sneer flashed across Hu Fan's face, and looking at Lin Xuan's expression, it was as if he was looking at a dead person.

In the blink of an eye, the silver light flew in front of the round shield. However, the two spiritual weapons did not collide with each other. The flying sword paused, twisted its body, and bypassed the round shield like a living creature, heading towards Lin Xuan again.

Kill.

Whoever is fighting for the first time would not know the secret of his ghost snake sword. It is a psychic treasure with the spirit of the monster inside. Therefore, after it is sacrificed, it can move on its own. It will hide any defensive spiritual treasures on its own.

It was opened because they were caught off guard and died under this treasure. There were quite a few monks who were more advanced than themselves, not to mention a rookie who knew nothing in front of them.

With a whoosh, the ghost snake sword was about to pierce Lin Xuan's body, but suddenly a black mist surged out and enveloped the young man's figure.

"Huh?"

Hu Fan was a little surprised. The mist had a ghostly feeling to it. Before he could finish his thoughts, the Ghost Snake Sword had already flown in.

"What kind of mystery are you trying to make?"

Hu Fan scratched his scalp, trying to avoid his own attack with just a little blindness. Don't think that this ghost snake sword can break even some simple restrictions.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but the smile soon became stiff.

After the Ghost Snake Sword flew into the black mist, it was like a sea of ​​mud, without making any waves. Gradually, a layer of fine sweat drops appeared on Hu Fan's forehead, giving him a very bad feeling.

A sinister look flashed in his eyes, and then his hands continued to change magic spells, but his expression became increasingly ugly, and the connection between the Ghost Snake Sword and his consciousness was actually cut off.

How can it be?

The other party is obviously a boy in the early stage of foundation building, how can he have such amazing power?

Hu Fan was anxious, but what happened in front of him made him unable to believe it.

Or rather, I don’t want to believe it.

Rumbling, the mist surged and dispersed on both sides, and Lin Xuan was seen standing there intact. Next to him, there was a huge ghost hand several feet long, which should have been transformed from the mist. The ghost snake sword,

It was held in the palm of a strange hand.

The surface of the sword flashed with blue electric arcs from time to time and kept beating, obviously trying to break free from the monster's hand.

With a calm and calm look, Lin Xuan turned his head and glanced: "This sword is good, I want it."
Chapter completed!