Chapter 1310 Duel Refining

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In the dark stone house, Ling Xian looked dignified and waited. Please search (product & book ￥ network) to see the most complete! fastest updated novel

The enemy is so terrifying, silent, yet so terrifying, that even the Flower of the Avenue cannot resist. If it is not locked, then his life will definitely be explained here.

Therefore, Ling Xian's brows lit up, and his spirit shrouded the audience, looking for traces of the enemy.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

At this moment, the enemy appeared again, no different from before, leaving several wounds on Ling Xian's body in an instant.

puff!

The blood splattered, Ling Xian suddenly became a blood man, his face became paler, and even his body trembled a little. Not because of fear, but because of excessive blood loss and difficulty standing.

This scene shocked the girl.

You must know that Ling Xian was not beaten so badly when facing the mysterious and unpredictable soul body. However, at this moment, there is no way to fight back, how could she not feel astonished?

At the same time, there were tears in his eyes, and he was very distressed.

However, Ling Xian showed a bit of joy.

Just because, at that very moment, he finally determined what it was that attacked him.

wind!

The same wind he encountered before!

It's just because the tornado has sand and stones, which can be seen by the naked eye, but the current wind is colorless and invisible, so it cannot be seen with the naked eye.

"No wonder you can approach me silently..."

Ling Xian's eyes flickered with coldness, since he already knew what attacked him, he could naturally resist.

At the moment, he was immersed in his mind and felt the flow of the wind.

brush…

The breeze blew, slow and gentle, but it was like the legendary Sword of Immortal Execution, sharp to the extreme.

But this time, Ling Xian was not hurt.

He felt the movement of the wind, so he swept to the left and avoided the past.

Just then, the wind split into two parts.

Flank from left and right. Its edge is peerless, like an unparalleled fairy sword, even the world can be cut off.

This made Ling Xian change color, and Yu Moyi and the flower of the avenue appeared together to carry out all-round defense.

He has already felt the power of the kamikaze twice, and he can't even stop the flower of the avenue, how dare he be careless?

At the moment, he raised his defense to the strongest, shaking two strong winds.

After that, Ling Xian sprayed blood wildly, adding new marks.

This wind's attack power is too strong, even with his defensive power and strong body, he can't resist it.

"What a terrible wind, could it be... is it the legendary wind of Tianwu?"

Ling Xian was shocked. Although he had never experienced the legendary wind of the Three Calamities, he was sure that this divine wind was even more terrifying than the most terrifying wind of the Three Calamities.

Therefore, he thought of the wind of Tianwu.

Like Zhu Rongzhi's fire, Tianwu's wind is the foundation of Tianwu's lifelong learning, and it is his most powerful means.

The Liufeng tribe is also a remnant of Tianwu, so it is reasonable to have this wind.

Therefore, while Ling Xian was shaking, his heart was also hot.

If he can tame this wind, his combat power will definitely skyrocket several times!

At the moment, Ling Xian's eyes flashed with cold electricity, and his fighting spirit soared!

"The wind of Tianwu, I want to make a decision!"

With a loud shout, Ling Xian was no longer blindly defensive, but took the initiative to fight against the Kamikaze!

And his initiative also stimulated the wind of Tianwu. It was no longer the gentleness before, but turned into a violent wind.

boom!

The wind swept the three thousand worlds and destroyed the Jiuzhongtian. Tianwu Shenfeng whistled recklessly, making Ling Xian add new marks and blood all over his body.

In the blink of an eye, he was a bloody man, unable to even stand.

The Tianwu Divine Wind is too terrifying, even if it is not controlled by anyone, or even incomplete, it is definitely not something that the current Ling Xian can compete with.

"It's troublesome now, I don't have a shelter."

Ling Xian smiled bitterly to himself, the reason why he was able to subdue the incomplete Zhu Rong Zhenhuo in the first place, most of the credit should be attributed to Bihuozhu.

Otherwise, you can't get it at all.

Right now, he encountered the equally terrifying wind of Tianwu, but unfortunately he didn't have a shelter from the wind, which naturally made him smile bitterly.

"If you continue like this, you will surely die."

Ling Xian sighed inwardly, the pacifying and calming immortal fist shines in nine heavens and ten places, but it is difficult to shatter the wind of heaven and Wu. Instead, new injuries continue and he vomits blood.

After all, his cultivation is there, even though the Divine Fist of Chaos is an unparalleled method to suppress all clans, it is difficult to resist the wind of Tianwu due to the limitation of cultivation.

"Tianwu Shenfeng is really terrifying, and this is still incomplete."

Ling Xian sighed with emotion. He had already sensed that the wind of Tianwu that existed here was not complete, only about one-tenth of it.

And even if it was only one-tenth, he still had no power to fight back. How terrifying was this?

"We have to figure out a way, otherwise, let alone take it, life has to be here." Ling Xian frowned, thinking about countermeasures while defending against Tianwu Shenfeng.

After a few breaths, he thought of the scene when he refined Zhu Rong's real fire.

In the past years, he ignored the power of Zhu Rong's real fire and made himself into a desperate situation. At the critical moment, it was Tianzun's ancient blood boiling, suppressing the real fire, and then refining it.

It can be seen from this matter that the ancient blood of Tianzun has the ability to suppress Zhu Rong Zhenhuo. And Tian Wu and Zhu Rong are both witch gods, doesn't this mean that the ancient blood of Tianzun can also suppress Tianwu Shenfeng?

Thinking of this, Ling Xian's eyes lit up.

At the moment, he frantically ran the ancient blood of Tianzun, making it boil from a calm state. Immediately, a majestic momentum came out, covering the audience.

The Tianwu Divine Wind 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 divine wind of Tianwu.

At the same time, the Nascent Soul villain opened his eyes, and his divine soul, which had skyrocketed twice, swallowed the sky and swallowed the earth, and sucked the Tianwu Shenfeng between his eyebrows.

In an instant, severe pain came, 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 Divine Wind, and if he loses, he will shatter his soul.

Although he can also choose to inhale the wind of Tianwu into his body, the result of both is the same, and neither can escape death. He simply sucked it into his most powerful soul at the moment. In this way, the success rate will undoubtedly increase by a few points.

"Refining for me!"

Ling Xian gritted her teeth, resisted the pain of her soul being torn apart, and tried her best to refine the wind of Tianwu.

At the beginning, he was naturally at a disadvantage, because Tianwu Zhifeng had the will of the witch god, how could he allow others to refine it?

However, as time passed, Tian Wu Zhifeng's will gradually diminished, and the resistance was no longer so violent.

This is due to the ancient blood of Tianzun. After all, no matter how strong Tianwu is, he is still shorter than the ancestor Wu Pangu.

Therefore, after half an hour, Ling Xian finally completely refined the wind of Tianwu and escaped from the brink of death.

This made him take a big mouthful of air, and it took him a long time before he focused on his own victory, which was the Nascent Soul villain.

After that, Ling Xian was stunned on the spot, staring at the Nascent Soul villain in a daze, not expecting it to undergo such a wonderful change.