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Chapter two thousand eight hundred seventy-five

"Ouch!"

For a moment, there was a loud roar, and the sword light flew vertically and horizontally. Soon, several zombies were beheaded, but because of this, the sword light lost all its power, became darker and darker, and finally turned into

Little bits of starlight dissipated in the sea of ​​fog.

And this loss is nothing compared to the endless stream of corpses. Lin Xuan's face was extremely gloomy. What the other party cast shouldn't be an illusion. How could the corpses be real and in such quantity?

It's majestic and really makes people feel a little bit tricky.

Before the thought in his mind had turned, Lin Xuan suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he felt something, and took a step to the left without saying a word.

Then, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Lin Xuan's reaction was swift. Almost at the moment he dodged, the space fluctuated suddenly, originating from his side. A cold light almost penetrated his body and passed through the afterimage.

Lin Xuan turned his head, and what he saw was a bronze short sword with mottled patterns. It was obviously an ancient treasure with extraordinary power.

Use corpse refining to attract your attention and let this treasure sneak attack?

Lin Xuan seemed to have caught a bit of the other party's intention, but at this moment, a sharp light suddenly appeared, and a few cold lights appeared in his sight.

Lin Xuan did not dare to be careless and dodged again. However, unexpectedly, there was no danger this time.

The cold light disappeared midway, but it was an illusory thing transformed from a phantom, with the purpose of disturbing people's ears and eyes.

Is the truth also false and the false also true?

Coupled with the corpse refining, this Thousand Fantasy Old Demon is much more difficult to deal with than imagined.

For a while, Lin Xuan was tired of coping.

If it were another immortal cultivator, I'm afraid he would really be helpless in this situation. Qian Huan Lao Mo, with his mysterious and flawless illusions, would give even the same level of immortal cultivators a huge headache.

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and sneered loudly. The Nine Palace Swords swam out of his sleeves and flew horizontally and vertically. For a moment, the large number of corpses could not get close to him. On the surface, it seemed safe for the time being.

, but the unfavorable situation he faced has not changed.

You don't even know where the enemy is hiding. Qian Huan Lao Mo can use insidious and vicious means to sneak attack at any time.

If there were just a lot of treasures, Lin Xuan asked himself, the magical power is not weak. The soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil, and try their best to support it. But the key is that the opponent is good at illusions, and many attacks may not be real. But unfortunately,

But he had to hide himself.

As a result, mana consumption becomes extremely fast.

Do you want to drag yourself down? Lin Xuan showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, turned his head left and right, and an imperceptible silver light flashed deep in his eyes.

Then he discovered that there was an almost invisible smoke shadow on the left side, approaching him quietly and silently.

This guy used corpse refining and various fake and real methods to attract his attention, but he was preparing to quietly sneak up and attack.

It can be said that talented people are bold, or it can be said that they are too cunning.

No matter what it is, if he really waits for the opponent to come close, the attack will definitely be earth-shattering.

Fortunately, I know a lot of magical powers, and the Tianfeng Divine Eye still shows its effect in this illusory formation.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, but it quickly disappeared.

If you want to sneak attack on yourself, then use a trick to give this old devil a surprise.

Lin Xuan pretended that he didn't find anything, and continued to fight the zombies step by step.

The green smoke approached very quickly, and soon, it was only a few feet away from Lin Xuan.

A sharp look flashed across Qian Huan's face. He was about to show up, but at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Lin Xuan turned his head quickly, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"you……"

Qian Huan, the old demon, was horrified.

"Me what?"

Lin Xuan had no intention of quarreling with him. The opportunity was fleeting. Lin Xuan raised his right hand and punched him in front of the statue.

No treasures were used.

But the power of this punch is also extraordinary. Lin Xuan was originally a practitioner of both physical and mental skills.

"not good!"

Qian Huan Old Demon was shocked, but there was no room for him to hide at such a close distance, so he had no choice but to release all the protective spiritual energy.

"Bang!"

The punch hit hard and the opponent flew away like a kite that was out of line.

Of course, Lin Xuan's methods didn't stop here. He flicked his left hand, and suddenly, a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm shot out from his sleeve.

It circled and danced for a moment, as if the opponent was chasing it.

"this……"

After receiving Lin Xuan's punch, Qianhuan Zhenren, even though he was a powerful person in the tribulation stage and his body was tempered, he couldn't bear it. He felt the blood in his chest surge, but he had no time to calm down because he saw the arc again.

It was inky black, and it was such a strange electric arc. He didn't know what power it had, but he felt extremely uneasy for no reason.

At this time, he had no time to replace any treasures, so he simply sacrificed the golden ancient mirror in his hand.

This treasure not only helps him perform illusions, but also has other magical powers.

After the ancient light mirror left your hand, it immediately doubled in size and emitted a yellow beam of light.

However, it was useless. As soon as the light beam came into contact with the arc, it melted away and disintegrated. Then the arc flashed and hit the surface of the ancient mirror.

The aura of this treasure suddenly dimmed, as if it had suddenly lost its spirituality, and it fell from mid-air.

"impossible!"

Qian Huan, the old demon, turned pale with horror. What kind of magical power was this? He could destroy his magic mirror magic weapon with just one move.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, with a very satisfied expression on his face. The power of the Phantom Thunder was slightly greater than he had originally expected.

As the ancient mirror became dirty, the surrounding fog dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This can be regarded as a mistake. Qian Huan, the old demon, originally relied on this treasure to cast his illusion. In addition, he was severely injured by Lin Xuan's punch, so the illusion he cast was ineffective.

However, the corpse refining has not disappeared. This thing has nothing to do with illusions. It was originally another secret technique of the old devil. The old monster in the tribulation period knew many magical powers.

For a moment, the situation was reversed. There was faint blood flowing out from the corner of Qian Huan Old Demon's mouth. The clothes on his chest had been blown into powder by Lin Xuan's punch, revealing a silver-white inner armor.

No wonder, it turned out that this old monster had a treasure armor on his body, otherwise Lin Xuan's punch was so powerful that his physical body would have been destroyed by the protective aura alone.

But even so, the injuries were really serious.

"well."

The old devil laughed angrily. Although Lin Xuan defeated the Tianyuan Saint Ancestor, it was just a coincidence. To be honest, he didn't take this kid very seriously. He didn't expect that this fight would be a huge blow.

He suffered serious injuries and his treasures were destroyed.

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