Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1310: Competition Refining
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In the gloomy stone house, Ling Xian looked solemn and waited. Please search (products & books ￥ net) to see the most complete! The fastest newest novel
The enemy is too terrible, silent, but terrifying, and even the flowers of the avenue can't resist. If it is not locked, then his life will definitely be explained here.
Therefore, Ling Xian's eyebrows glowed, and his soul enveloped the audience, looking for the enemy.
It's a pity that I got nothing.
At this moment, the enemy reappeared, no different from before, leaving several wounds on Ling Xian's body in an instant.
Puff!
The blood splattered, and Ling Xian suddenly became a blood man, his face became paler, and even his body was trembling a bit. Not because of fear, but because of excessive blood loss and difficulty in standing.
This scene stunned the girl.
You know, Ling Xian has not been beaten so badly when facing the mysterious soul body. However, at this moment, there is no force to fight back, how can she not feel astonished?
At the same time, tears filled my eyes, and I felt very distressed.
However, Ling Xian showed a bit of joy.
Only because, at that moment, he finally determined what was attacking him.
Wind!
The same wind as he had encountered before!
It's just that there are sand and rocks in the tornado, which are visible to the naked eye, but the current wind is colorless and invisible, which makes it impossible to see with the naked eye.
"No wonder you can approach me silently..."
Ling Xian's eyes flashed with coldness. Now that he knew what attacked him, he could naturally be resisted.
At the moment, he was immersed in his mind, feeling the flow of the wind.
Swipe...
The breeze blows, slowly and softly, but it is like the legendary Zhuxian sword, sharp to the extreme.
But this time, Ling Xian was not injured.
He felt the movement of the wind, so he dodged to the left and avoided the past.
Just right after that, the wind split into two, covering the left and right sides. Its cutting edge is peerless, like a mighty sword, even the heaven and the earth can be cut off.
This caused Lingxian to change color, and the devil's clothing and the flowers of the avenue appeared together, carrying out an all-round defense.
He has felt the power of the kamikaze twice. He can't even stop the flowers of the avenue. How dare he be careless?
At the moment, he raised his defense to the strongest and shook two strong winds.
After that, Ling Xian spurted blood and added new marks.
This wind's offensive power is too strong, even with his defensive power and strong body, it can't resist it.
"What a terrible wind, is it possible...is it the legendary wind of Tianwu?"
Ling Xian was shocked. Although he hadn't experienced the legendary wind of the three plagues, he was certain that the wind at the moment was even more terrifying than the most terrifying wind of the three plagues.
So, he thought of the wind of Tianwu.
Like Zhu Rongzhihuo, the wind of Tianwu is the foundation that Tianwu has learned throughout his life, and it is his most powerful method.
The Liufeng tribe is also a descendant of Tianwu, and the existence of this style is reasonable.
Therefore, while Ling Xian vibrated, he was also agitated.
If he can tame this wind, his combat power will surely skyrocket several times!
At the moment, Ling Xian's eyes are flashing cold, and his fighting spirit is soaring!
"The Wind of Heavenly Wu, I'm going to make a decision!"
With a loud shout, Ling Xian is no longer blindly defensive, but takes the initiative to fight against the gods!
And his initiative also stimulated the wind of Tianwu, which was no longer the gentleness before, but turned into a fierce strong wind.
Boom!
The wind swept the three thousand realms, destroying the nine heavens, and the heavenly Wu divine wind whistling freely, causing Lingxian to add new marks, and his whole body was bloody.
In the blink of an eye, he became a complete blood man, unable to stand still.
Tianwu Shenfeng is too terrifying, even if it is uncontrolled or even incomplete, it is definitely not the current Lingxian can contend.
"This is troublesome, I don't have a windshield."
Ling Xian smiled bitterly to himself. Most of the credit for his ability to subdue Zhu Rong's crippled true fire was to the Fire Avoiding Bead.
Otherwise, it will not be collected at all.
At the moment, he encountered the same terrible wind of Tianwu, but unfortunately he did not have a windshield, which naturally made him laugh wryly.
"If you continue like this, you will undoubtedly die."
Ling Xian sighed secretly, calming the chaos Dingxianquan shining nine heavens and ten places, but it was difficult to break the wind of Tianwu, but new injuries continued, vomiting blood.
After all, his cultivation base is there, even though the Ping Chao Shenquan is a unique way to suppress the ten thousand races, due to the limitation of cultivation base, it is difficult to resist the wind of Tianwu.
"Tianwu Shenfeng is really terrifying, but this is still incomplete."
Ling Xian sighed with emotion. He had already sensed that the wind of Heaven and Wu that existed here was incomplete, probably only one-tenth.
And even if it is only one-tenth, he can't fight back, how terrifying is this?
"You have to think of a way, otherwise, let alone the collection, you have to take your life here." Ling Xian frowned, while resisting the Tianwu Shenfeng, while thinking about countermeasures.
After a few breaths, he thought of the scene when he was refining Zhu Rong's real fire.
In the past years, he ignored the power of Zhu Rong's true fire and made himself into a desperate situation. At the critical moment, Tianzun’s ancient blood boiled, suppressing the real fire, and then refining.
It can be seen from this matter that Tianzun Ancient Blood has the ability to suppress Zhu Rong's true fire. And Tian Wu and Zhu Rong are both witch gods. Doesn’t that mean that Tianzun’s ancient blood can also suppress Tianwu’s divine wind?
Thinking of this, Ling Xian's eyes lit up.
At the moment, he madly circulates the ancient blood of Tianzun, making it boil from a calm state. Suddenly, the majestic momentum came out and enveloped the audience.
Tianwu Shenfeng also stopped flowing, apparently being suppressed.
"It really works."
Ling Xian was overjoyed, running the ancient blood of Tianzun with all his strength, suppressing the goddess of Tianwu.
At the same time, the Yuanying villain opened his eyes, and the two-fold divine soul swallowed heaven and earth, drawing Tianwu Divine Wind into the center of his eyebrows.
In an instant, severe pain came, and Ling Xian's soul seemed to be torn apart, and his face was distorted by the pain.
But he gritted his teeth and didn't hum.
Because this is a critical period, or a grand gamble. If he wins, he will control Tianwu Shenfeng, if he loses, his soul will be shattered.
Although he can also choose to inhale the wind of Tianwu~IndoMTL.com~, the results of the two are the same, and neither can escape death. Simply **** it into his most powerful soul at the moment. In this way, the success rate will undoubtedly increase a bit.
"Refining for me!"
Ling Xian gritted his teeth, resisted the pain of his soul being torn apart, and tried his best to refine the wind of Tianwu.
In the beginning, he was naturally at a disadvantage, because the will of the witch **** exists in the wind of Tianwu, how can he allow others to refine it?
However, with the passage of time, the will of Tianwu Zhifeng gradually decreased, and the resistance was no longer so fierce.
This is due to the ancient blood of Tianzun. After all, even if Tianwu is strong, he is still a bit shorter than Pangu, the ancestor witch.
So, after half an hour, Ling Xian finally completely refined the wind of Tianwu and escaped from the brink of death.
This made him breathe the air with big mouthfuls, and it took him a long time before he put his mind on his battle result, that is, the Yuanying villain.
After that, Ling Xian was stunned on the spot, staring at the Yuanying villain in a daze. He didn't expect it to undergo such a wonderful change.