Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 29: The secret beyond soul power
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"I come from... Purgatory Mountain..."
It's like the strange hissing of countless transparent mouths floating in all directions intertwined with the harsh hiss of lava spears. Please use the pinyin domain name of this site to visit us.
Lin Xi was moved.
It’s not because of the inevitable fire meteor, but because the caveman’s gaze stayed on him, and before he threw the lava spear, Ai Qilan next to him was blocked. In front of him.
He is not that Ai Qilan is the night watchman selected by Qingluan Academy, but he can feel that, except for some special methods, Ai Qilan's spirit power cultivation base may not be as good as him, but it is such a long way. A figure that was thinner than him was extremely resolutely blocking him.
"ding..."
The fingers of the red shirt female luthier quickly turned into phantoms on the strings.
It's like having a dozen hands playing on the red guqin in front of you at the same time. With the quiet sound of the song, it is an unusually killing atmosphere, and circles of light are on the piano. Swinging around, the air like countless invisible flying knives revolved and killed on the oncoming lava spear.
The lava spears flying on the lava spear, becoming smaller and smaller, and flying slower and slower.
By the time Ai Qilan was a few meters in front of her, she had become only the size of an arrow.
"Zheng!"
As the red-shirted female luthier stroked her hands, when a clear sound rang, her clothes and blue silk all floated up, and the whole person was slightly shaken off the ground, and the last piece of lava also suddenly stopped. In the air, unable to advance, burst into a ball of sparks.
At this moment, Lin Xi also let out a stern shout, and the morning light sword in her hand was severely chopped towards the back of the red-shirted female luthier's neck.
There is a flying sword thin as a cicada's wings.
A flying sword that flies freely in the air purely by someone's will and strength, and for him has an attraction from the depths of the soul.
"Dang!"
The pale cyan long sword in his hand accurately smashed the high-speed approaching, piercing the pale white fog, and brought out a flying sword with a transparent trajectory in the air, and it blasted.
His body shook heavily, and the tiger's mouth tied with a cloth strip was torn again, and blood spattered along the hilt.
The flying sword flew out obliquely, appearing extremely soft, but Lin Xi's right arm dropped down, unable to lift it at all for a while, from the shoulder to each finger, from the inside out of the bones. Shaking everywhere.
It is unimaginable that such a soft flying sword contains such terrifying power.
"Huh?"
In the air from all directions, a soft sound covered it again. This powerful practitioner from Purgatory Mountain was also surprised that Lin Xi was able to cut his flying sword with such a cultivation level.
The flimsy Feijian did not stop, but this time it was purely aggressive, spitting to break the air, and piercing the heart of the red shirt luthier, seemingly wanting to see if Lin Xi still has the ability to slash it again .
Lin Xi stared at this flying sword closely and saw the trajectory of this flying sword clearly, but his mouth was extremely bitter. He could feel that even if his left short sword could cut this thin flying sword, At this moment, the power on this flying sword could not be blocked at all.
The green silk of the red-shirted female luthier is floating again.
Because each of these encounters was actually extremely short, her piano sound did not stop at all, and the spirit power rushing out of her hands and ten fingers always made a sneer.
This kind of violent spirit power flowed, and after Lin Xi was replaced, the spirit power in his body had already flowed cleanly.
The flying sword in the air suddenly made dense percussions like rain on the body of the thin flying sword, and a little bit of red brilliance exploded continuously. The extremely flexible flying sword was bound by a net, making it difficult to fly in the air.
"Roar..."
The acupoint cultivator moved forward like a gust of wind, and was less than ten meters away from the red-shirted female luthier. The flaming flames and the hot wind surged in, Lin Xi's skin was burnt a little brown, and her hair started Burn.
One eye has been watching the battle coldly.
There is no one, Tong Wei, even if the red-shirted female luthier is definitely there, but he is not at all.
Because he is a Windrunner, the real Windrunner of Qingluan Academy, the most powerful assassin in the world.
Windrunners have many unique methods. Because they have been understanding, getting close to and controlling the wind all their lives, they have a unique perception of wind. The wind is his sense of hearing, his sense of smell, the extension of his vision.
From the very beginning, he preceded anyone on the court with the arrival of this flying sword from Purgatory Mountain, and he has been searching for the practitioner of Purgatory Mountain.
This cultivator of Purgatory Mountain is a cultivator of the same level as him, and is the world’s top powerhouse. Although the red-shirted female luthier’s combat power was beyond his expectations, it’s clear that she just faced that The famous cave cultivator may not be able to defeat, let alone the opponent of the cave cultivator and this purgatory mountain master.
The improvement of Lin Xi's strength is far beyond his expectations, but Lin Xi, like Ai Qilan, is still too immature after all to grow up.
So this real confrontation only comes from him and the saint master of Purgatory Mountain.
However, until this time, he still couldn't find where the saint of Purgatory Mountain was.
Every sound made by this sacred master of Purgatory Mountain travels through the air, like speaking through countless transparent mouths floating in all directions. The saint master of Purgatory Mountain seemed to be really invisible, turning into countless transparent mouths covering this battlefield.
Without a target, he cannot launch an attack.
But the battle at this moment made him no choice, only a bet.
……
The flying sword as thin as a cicada's wings suddenly sensed it and flew away into the mist above.
Compared to any previous rounds, the movement of this flying sword appears softer, like a transparent giant with a huge force holding a straw.
Because of its softness to the extreme, this thin and transparent flying sword did not expel the mist in the sky sharply, but penetrated into the mist and tried to hide.
However, there was an extremely violent aura. When Lin Xi just felt the familiar meaning, it was already like an iron rod of Heaven's Punishment, crashing into this thin and transparent flying sword.
No words can describe the harshness of this blow.
The thin and transparent flying sword let out a whine, like a dragonfly being smashed into the fly by a giant's fist, with a sneer, I don't know where the lasing went.
"Cough...cough...cough..."
The sky is full of coughs from countless transparent mouths.
"Teacher?!"
The tips of Lin Xi's hair were burning, but she cried out in surprise.
It was an arrow that knocked the flying sword into the air like an iron rod of heaven's punishment. From this arrow, he felt the familiar tyrannical and invincible aura.
The sound of the piano is as dense as rain.
The red-shirted female luthier’s slender finger nails are all oozing blood with the gush of spirit power. There are thousands of gullies in front of her, and a wave of power brings muddy water and dust together. A small muddy sword slammed on the approaching caveman.
The acupoint cultivator crossed his arms and blocked the wound on his chest. His body was as straight as a mountain, but he was still glide backwards by the impact of the powerful impact, and the blood-red flame on his body stretched back like a wind. Red candle in.
In Lin Xi's surprise cry, dense drums of footsteps hit the ground.
A tall black figure strode out from the mist, but it was not the Tong Wei in Lin Xi's imagination, but a masked black armored general Yunqin with a huge axe.
"Cough...cough...Unexpectedly, you didn't run away, but followed up secretly..."
"Very well...you should be the student of Qingluan Academy named Lin Xi...an old Windrunner...an undeveloped Windrunner...plus a Qingluan Academy with a lone star battle axe Elite...this trip is already worth it..."
Countless nuances, like the sound of countless transparent mouths surrounding the earth, kept ringing. Although they kept coughing lightly, as if vomiting blood, they were not panicked, but full of surprises.
This voice made the saint master of Purgatory Mountain appear stronger and more mysterious.
……
Tong Wei ignored this voice.
After he shot an arrow, he retreated silently towards the woodland behind him.
However, at this moment, he suddenly raised his head, his eyebrows suddenly frowned.
The thin flying sword has broken through the mist and struck him.
"Dang!"
The huge bow in his hand was raised, easily blocking the flying sword blow, but his heart couldn't help but feel slightly cold.
Only under his heavy blow, the saint master of Purgatory Mountain still did not reveal his position. He still couldn't tell where the opponent was, but from where he was at the moment, to Lin Xi and the red-shirted female luthier The position was more than four hundred steps, but this flying sword came down directly.
He is a true windrunner, and he also has the cultivation base of the Supreme Master. He can judge with extreme certainty that the cultivation base of the Purgatory Mountain Master who controls this flying sword is absolutely impossible to control more than two flying swords. Hundred steps.
However, the current fact is definitely more than two hundred steps. This can only show that Purgatory Mountain has a new secret that Qingluan Academy doesn’t know... This is completely unfamiliar to Qingluan Academy, and does not even conform to the perception of spirit power. His secret was even more frightening than the flimsy Flying Sword itself.
"Dangdangdang....Dangdang...Dangdang..."
Tong Wei's block is like the beginning of a violent piano sound, and a series of screaming and crisp bursts sounded continuously around him.
The owner of this flying sword is also very aware of the horror of the bow and arrow in his hand. He does not extend the distance and open the bow at all. The thin flying sword is flying around him at high speed like a bee, just a handle. The sword brought out the sense of sight of countless wild bees. The flying sword was almost close to Tong Wei's body, with a chaotic rhythm and extremely terrifying speed, constantly stabs and beheaded at various parts of Tong Wei's body.
Tong Wei's bare skin is covered with black scale armor.
Under the agitation of his spirit power, layers of rune-covered armor stretched out from his black robe.
This kind of armor does not appear in the world at all, and the lingering black light faintly formed the shape of a luan bird outside him.
The flying sword cut through the black robe outside Tong Wei, cutting and rubbing the black armor inside at a very high speed, producing circles of dazzling fire.
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