Tempered Immortal - Chapter 2647
[Chapter 2562 掼杌 and Jiaolong]
It was silent, but after the demonic energy appeared, it became extremely violent again. When it gathered in the middle, a black and shiny demonic cloud appeared in sight, and then the rumbling sound of the explosion entered the ear, black and white. The lightning of “color” sprayed from the demon cloud, and with a slight twist, it turned into a five-clawed dragon. The whole body was composed of black “color” lightning. It was more than twenty feet long, and it was like the cultivator grabbing it. go.
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Lin Xuan is still in the distance at the moment, this scene fell into his eyes, and he couldn’t help but take a deep breath, even his reaction was the same, not to mention the only remaining monk in the misty fairy palace, his face was full of fear , At this moment, the catastrophe is imminent, and he can’t care about going up to get the treasure.
With a flick of his sleeve robe, who said nothing, a quaint scroll suddenly flew out from his sleeve. The pages were opened, and a savage and quaint aura ‘shot’ out from inside.
At first glance, it is an extraordinary treasure, but the Confucian monk has no confidence at the moment. The enemy is far more terrifying than imagined. The scene of the brothers and sisters falling is still vivid in his mind. He moved slightly, pinched a strange seal, opened his mouth at the same time, and sprayed a series of blood essence mixed with the true essence of life from the inside of his mouth.
You must know that these things are no trivial matter. They cannot be recovered by themselves after they are used up like mana. It takes at least a hundred years of meditation to restore the old view. Therefore, monks will not use them unless they have to. However, at this moment, keep Little life is the most important thing. Losing a point of cultivation is a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning. Naturally, he can’t care about it.
After the blood essence left his mouth, it turned into a large cloud of blood in a flash in the wind, and then it was absorbed by the quaint scroll like a whale sucking water.
The entire ancient book has completely turned into a blood-red “color”, a fierce aura emanating from it.
Lin Xuan’s pupils shrank slightly, and his face faintly revealed a bit of shock. Given his extensive knowledge, such a scene was far beyond expectations.
It is obvious that the only surviving immortal cultivator of Misty Immortal Palace is accustomed to the Confucian supernatural powers.
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Among the various schools of immortality, Lin Xuan is relatively unfamiliar with the secret techniques of Confucianism, but he has never eaten pork and has always seen pigs running. Some of its basic meanings are still clear and completely It can be said that there are a number of Confucianism exercises in my heart, and I pay attention to being righteous and peaceful.
Haoran Righteousness, you can guess from the name, what kind of magical power it is, and it does not contain any ill-will and sinister poison, and the Confucianism practice is based on this, many need to be combined with Haoran Righteousness before it can be displayed, so the genre’s The exercises are also in the same line, inheriting the characteristics of Haoran’s righteousness and uprightness.
Among the Confucian monks, there is no shortage of hypocritical and vicious guys, but the “nature” of their exercises will still not change. However, the world is so big that there are no surprises. There is an exception in front of him,
looking at the blood red Lin Xuan, the ancient book of “color”, was full of surprise in his eyes.
He hesitated for a moment, but chose to do nothing.
boom!
I saw the blood light flashing, and the pages of the ancient book seemed to be blown by the wind, turning them constantly, and then from the pages of the ancient book, simple words flew out one by one.
The text was the size of a fist, and the whole body was blood-red. It flickered slightly, but it quickly became larger.
Lin Xuan’s pupils shrank. Even he had never seen such words before, but it was not surprising. Although he had a lot of knowledge, he was far inferior to the existence of Confucianism.
A ruler is short and an inch is long. This is the truth.
“Disease!”
I saw the Confucian robe cultivator raised his right hand and pointed forward.
Those blood-red “color” words merged in the middle, and then a strong murderous aura swarmed out from the inside.
Roar!
The roar entered the ear, and a monster actually changed from it. The appearance was called a vicious one, with a human face and tiger feet. The teeth were a bit like the legendary wild boar, but compared with it, it was obviously sharper, although it was made of blood. The illusion came out, but the long “hairs” all over his body were still extremely clear.
Tsubaki machine!
Lin Xuan recognized the monster in front of him at a glance.
One of the legendary four evils, when he was still in the human world, he had formed a lot of feud with its split soul.
Of course, there are not the real four murderers in front of them.
But most of the time it’s not just about looks. As for what it has to do with Chunji, Lin Xuan is not very clear.
Roar!
After the blood-red “color” Tsubaki appeared, he immediately roared without hesitation, and a palpitating anger spread out from his body, and without saying a word, he faced the black “color” thunder and lightning condensed. Flood dragon.
“Huh?”
Su Yunfeng’s voice clearly revealed a bit of surprise. Such a result was completely unexpected to him. The three people in the Misty Immortal Palace were obviously the strongest, and they were all easily destroyed by himself. Kill, I didn’t expect that this humble monk in Confucian robe could cause so much trouble to himself.
The blood-colored Chunji is no trivial matter. The Jiaolong, which was transformed by the black-colored thunder and lightning, had a slight touch, and it was clearly at a disadvantage. I saw Chunhang’s claws gnashing his teeth, and the thick-armed lightning kept falling, but it was difficult to Damaged his fur.
Such a result made the monk in Confucian robe heave a sigh of relief. Although he was very confident in his last divine communication, the enemy was too powerful, and he was not sure whether he could win. Fortunately, he did not let himself down. what.
He was covered in purple awns and rushed towards the small cauldron again.
“Looking for death!”
There was a thunderous shout from the demon cloud, and Lin Xuan watched coldly from the side. This result obviously made the demon head face a little uneasy, and he burst out with madness and shouted. Violently surging, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com then transformed into a vortex from the magic cloud.
Then, countless washbasin-sized black and red fireballs sprayed from the vortex, and there were as many as ten million.
However, this is not over yet. All the fireballs flashed in the wind and actually twisted and deformed. Then the fireballs disappeared, and instead, strips of yellow barrel-thick devil pythons emerged.
He opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards Chunhang.
In terms of individual strength, these devil pythons are far inferior to the electric flood dragon just now, but the number is not the same, and many ants can kill elephants.
At first, Chunji, with its size and sharp teeth and sharp mouth, could barely get the upper hand, but as the devil pythons swarmed up, he became obsessed with one and the other, and soon he couldn’t resist, and was swallowed by these devil pythons and turned into nothingness.
And the battle is not over yet, although the devil python has lost a lot, but there are at least a thousand left, opening the mouth of the blood pot, and the Confucian robe monk has now become their only target.
Due to the large number, it almost covered the entire sky, and the Confucian robe monk was so frightened at this time.
[End of this Chapter]
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