Being restricted from the air in the Phantom Secret Realm, Xiao Lin could not avoid the attack by controlling the air. With a sudden change in his mind, the nine-mouth Qingluan Ice Sword soared into the sky one after another. After flying to an altitude of tens of feet, Then it turned into nine huge sword lights more than twenty feet long, falling from the sky.
"Bang bang bang." The sword light penetrated directly into the ground, and then exploded one after another. The spreading ice cones were also shattered by the sword light.
At the same time, the three purple thunder star shields beside Xiao Lin turned into three streams of light, cutting towards the phantom beast.
Seeing that its spell had no effect, the Phantom Beast roared angrily. When the three Purple Thunder Star Shields were still several feet away from it, it suddenly opened its mouth.
A large ice cone about a foot long shot out. At first glance, it looked like a pillar of light formed by the ice cone, hitting the three purple thunder star shields directly.
Withered crashing sounds sounded one after another, and Xiao Lin saw that the aura on the Purple Thunder Star Shield quickly dimmed.
At this time, a sound of phoenix chirping sounded, and the nine Qingluan ice swords inserted into the ground flew up one after another, merged into one in mid-air, turned into a black sword light, and slashed towards the phantom beast.
The speed was extremely fast, just like a black light, it flashed away.
The Phantom Beast had just resisted the attack of Xiao Lin's Purple Thunder Star Shield, but unexpectedly a black light suddenly flashed across its neck.
A civet cat head fell down with a rumble, and the body of the phantom beast also crashed to the ground, and then turned into a light green aura that filled the sky, disintegrating and disappearing.
But above the ground, there is a palm-sized emerald green token.
Xiao Lin raised his head and made a move, and the emerald green token flew into his hand.
Suddenly two spiritual lights, one red and one white, shot toward Xiao Lin from the left and right directions, and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Lin's expression changed, and the dark green spiritual light on his body was strong. Two of the three Purple Thunder Star Shields were scattered on his left and right sides, resisting the attack of the sword light.
At the same time, Xiao Lin's body flashed with black light, and the next moment, his figure had disappeared without a trace.
A hundred feet away, Xiao Lin stared at the man and woman in front of him with a gloomy face: "Two fellow Taoists, what do you mean by this?"
Thirty feet away, two monks, a man and a woman, were standing. The man was about twenty-seven or eighty years old. Apart from his thick mouth, which lowered his appearance a little, he was a genuine handsome young man.
The woman was only as tall as the man's shoulders and looked a bit petite. She was wearing a light pink robe and had a silver hairpin on her head, shining with a faint white light.
Seeing that Xiao Lin had escaped the two men's sneak attacks, the woman's pretty face showed a bit of surprise.
Xiao Lin also had a cold face at this moment, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, but his heart was also very solemn. These two people were just like him, they were cultivators of the Golden Elixir Perfection.
"Boy, if you are sensible, hand over the phantom order in your hand, and we can spare your life."
"There are quite a few phantom beasts in this phantom secret realm. As cultivators of the Golden Elixir Dzogchen Realm, it is not difficult for you to hunt and kill them on your own. Why do you want to rob them?"
"Giggles, the world of cultivating immortals is always about the jungle. If fellow Taoist is a Nascent Soul old monster, we naturally don't dare to be presumptuous, but what? Now it's two against one, and fellow Taoist has no chance of winning, so we still obediently hold the illusion in our hands. Please hand it over."
After a pause, the woman continued: "In the Phantom Secret Realm, only one hundred Phantom Beasts are born every three thousand years. In other words, there are only a hundred immortal cultivators at most who can enter the Three Halls, but in fact But it is impossible to have so many. Among these hundred phantom beasts, at least ten are emperor-level, and those old Nascent Soul monsters usually do not spend time killing them, but will kill them casually. Only an emperor-level phantom beast, as a result, the number of monks who can enter the three halls will be even smaller."
"Is this why you snatched it?" Xiao Lin's heart sank to the bottom. It seems that this fight is inevitable. In this secret realm of phantoms, he does not want to fight with others.
Mainly because there are still ten Yuanying old monsters. If you encounter them, you may not be able to escape.
"Rongmei, what are you talking about with him? He won't hand over the phantom order willingly. When Chai takes it down, the phantom order will be obtained naturally." The handsome man's face sank, and the coldness in his eyes kept flickering.
With a wave of his sleeves, three flying swords wrapped in blazing flames suddenly appeared. At the same time, he opened his mouth and shot out two fish scale-shaped shield magic weapons. The whole body was transparent red and kept spinning around it.
Hearing the words, the woman stopped talking. She opened her mouth and shot out two more long snow-white knives. The blades were long and narrow, and the whole body shone with snow-white light.
Immediately after the two snow-white swords, a ball of brocade handkerchief was shot out, also flashing with white light. With a slight sway, it floated to the top of her head, and white light hung down, wrapping it inside.
Xiao Lin stopped talking nonsense, opened his mouth, and nine more Qingluan Ice Swords came out. Next to him were eighteen magic flying swords that shone with a cold dark green aura.
Seeing this scene, the handsome man and woman couldn't help but look at each other, and they both saw solemnity in each other's eyes.
In the world of cultivating immortals, for golden elixir monks, the number of magic flying swords usually used by the charioteer will not exceed nine, even for immortal cultivators with golden elixir perfection, because if the magic weapon flying swords exceed nine, they will not be able to fight with the enemy. In the process, spiritual consciousness will be lost.
Although the loss of consciousness will not be too much, it will be dangerous if the battle becomes stalemate, or even one party is trapped by the other party's secret magic.
Not only will a large amount of mana be consumed, but once the power of divine consciousness is consumed too much, the damage to oneself will be even greater.
Therefore, those Jindan monks who wield more than nine flying swords have either practiced some kind of secret technique to avoid the loss of spiritual consciousness, or they are born with stronger souls, and the slight consumption of spiritual consciousness is not considered. .
They didn't know what type of person they were in front of, but no matter which type they were, it meant that the person in front of them would be very difficult to deal with.
Xiao Lin naturally didn't know what they were thinking. What he was thinking about at the moment was a quick victory. In the Phantom Secret Realm that was restricted by air restrictions, it was impossible to escape. Moreover, during the escape process, There is a high possibility of encountering the Yuanying old monster.
If he really encounters the old monster Nascent Soul, then he can only honestly give the illusory order and pray that the other party can let him go.
The eighteen Qingluan Ice Swords beside Xiao Lin split into two groups with the sound of phoenix chirping, and slashed towards the man and woman respectively.
At the same time, Xiao Lin waved his sleeves and after a large area of black light, Xiao Lin's figure disappeared without a trace.
The handsome man's three-mouthed Fierce Sun Burning True Sword suddenly flew into the air, causing his face to darken.
The pretty woman's face also changed slightly, but she reacted very quickly. After Xiao Lin appeared dozens of feet away, she immediately pointed at the three snow-white knives in front of her. The three snow-white knives suddenly emitted a white light, and with it A sharp roar slashed towards Xiao Lin in the air.
At this time, Xiao Lin's Qingluan Ice Sword had already arrived beside the two of them, but the two of them did not panic and used the defensive weapons in front of them to greet them.
The sound of "clang" kept ringing, and the thousands of sword energies slashed by the Qingluan Ice Sword all landed on the defensive magic weapons of the two. Even if they had not yet broken through their defenses, they were frightened. Incessantly.
This situation only lasted for a moment, and the pretty woman's face turned pale, because she was horrified to find that the Bailianhuixinpa on top of her head was in a weak state under the attack of the opponent's sword light.
The hanging white light is already very dim, and it may take less than a few breaths for it to be broken.
This frightened the pretty woman, and she didn't care to attack Xiao Lin again. With a thought, three snow-white swords immediately flew back, slashing out snow-white sword energy that filled the sky, and forced Xiao Lin's Qingluan Ice Sword away.
But how could Xiao Lin let her succeed so easily? With a finger pointing from a distance, three of the Qingluan Ice Swords suddenly became bright and he took the initiative to meet the three snow-white swords and started fighting with them.
Xiao Lin looked at the pretty woman and smiled, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth. The remaining six Qingluan Ice Swords swayed slightly and once again slashed out a large area of dark green sword energy, like a river of light, towards the pretty woman. The head falls.
"Boy, don't be so arrogant." When the handsome man saw the pretty woman in danger, he immediately shouted. The two fish scale shields beside him suddenly burst into flames with a "bang" sound.
Then it swelled to several feet in size and rose into the sky, forming a wall of fire to resist the Daosen Cold Sword Qi slashed by Xiao Lin Qingluan's Ice Sword.
At the same time, he pointed at the three flaming true-burning swords beside him, and the three flaming true-burning swords immediately manifested into three fire dragons and rushed towards Xiao Lin.
"Sword Qi transformed into shape?" Xiao Lin's face condensed. Although this "sword Qi transformed into shape" is not uncommon in the world of immortality, those who can do it are enough to show that they have considerable attainments in the way of the sword.
The Qingluan transformed by Xiao Lin's Qingluan Ice Sword is not the transformation of sword energy into form, but only the aura of the magic weapon itself. In terms of degree of condensation, it is far inferior to the transformation of sword energy into form.
Xiao Lin did not dare to neglect, and the three purple thunder star shields beside him immediately grew several feet in size, stacked together, and faced the three fire dragons.
Xiao Lin concentrated on dealing with the three fire dragons, and immediately gave the pretty woman a chance to breathe. Her delicate body swayed slightly, and she retreated more than ten feet. Then she opened her mouth and shot out a white snow lotus.
The snow lotus slowly bloomed in front of him, revealing countless inch-long flying knives. Each petal was a flying knife.
When the snow lotus was in full bloom, streaks of snow-white sword light shot towards Xiao Lin.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Lin waved his sleeves and three more Purple Thunder Star Shields shot out, heading towards the streaks of snow-white sword light.
At the same time, a dark mist suddenly flashed around Xiao Lin's body. When the mist dissipated, Xiao Lin's figure had disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this, the pretty woman couldn't help but frown, and there was a bad warning sign in her heart.
Sure enough, just when she felt bad, Xiao Lin's figure suddenly appeared in front of her, showing two rows of white teeth, with dark green flames burning in his hands, and slowly patted her shoulders.
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