Chapter 1596 Jin Lan Pen

Chapter 1596 Jin Lan Pen

Lin Xuan and Wangtinglou can achieve today's achievements. Naturally, they came through the bloody storm. They have rich experience in fighting, and they quickly discussed a set of strategies to deal with the enemy.

Yue'er stretched out her hand, and slapped the invisibility talisman on her body, her figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely, not even any breath at all, Lin Xuan clearly knew that Yue'er was by her side, but she couldn't sense it at all. Not anymore.

Such a mysterious result cannot be achieved by concealment talisman and restraining energy.

Lin Xuan was calm on the surface, but he was really amazed in his heart. This is still a flawed thing. What kind of effect will the real invisibility talisman have?

Shaking his head, now is not the time to find one.

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged and began to meditate to recover his physical strength. Although he had obtained a small bottle of Wannian Spiritual Milk when he was in the Juling Space, such a heaven-defying thing, even if it was placed in the spirit world, is rare and rare. The pole is a life-saving thing at a critical moment, and of course Lin Xuan would not waste it here foolishly.

Wangtinglou did the same thing. Although the ancient demon was slightly inferior in terms of realm, the strength of a cultivator is not only measured by the realm, but the opponent's body. The superior Demon Ancestor, from the classics, Wangtinglou has already seen its frightening features, so he dare not be careless at all.

The two of them didn't wait for long, and in just half a cup of tea, a huge figure came into view. It was as black as ink, wrapped in layers of fine scales.

Ancient Demon!

Its most eye-catching place is that on the hideous and ugly head, there are two pairs of long and narrow eyes, one pair of red light is shining, the other pair is glowing with a faint green icy luster, and a pair of sharp unicorns on the head. Stretching out, the pattern on the surface is mottled, it looks like a strange magic circle.

The fangs are exposed, and there are as many as three nostrils.

There are sharp bone knives protruding from elbows, joints and other vital points.

The devilish energy all over his body is not exposed, but his spiritual pressure is not trivial.

There is no known restriction in this hall. The ancient demon's consciousness is also suppressed, but his eyesight is far from that of a monk.

Sweeping his eyes, he could see the scene in front of him clearly.

His eyes swept over Lin Xuan and Tinglou, and he couldn't help showing a bit of surprise on his face.

His lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak, but Lin Xuan didn't have time to chatter with him, since he was going to turn against him, it didn't matter whether he said something or not.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, a green light flew out.

With a flash against the wind, his body size suddenly swelled, and he slashed fiercely in front of the ancient demon like thunder and lightning.

This can't be called a sneak attack, but the resoluteness and fierceness of the attack also made the ancient demon shocked and angry.

A red light flashed in his eyes, and he had sacrificed a square brick several inches in size.

After letting go, it also skyrocketed quickly, seemingly clumsy, but in fact it was extremely flexible, and the speed was not slow, and it easily stopped Qinghuo.

The crackling sound came to the ears, and the two treasures had a great inspiration. They were fighting and chasing in mid-air, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.

There was no surprise on Lin Xuan's face, even Wangtinglou was so afraid of the ancient demons, there really was some kind of way.

But speaking of it, this thing is really so weird.

梼杌 is also an existence in the upper realm. As one of the four evil spirits in the spirit world, Lin Xuan believes that it will never be inferior to the ancestor of Lao Shizi. Why is the soul divided so weak? Is there any secret in it? what?

Surprised in his heart, but at this moment, Lin Xuan didn't have time to think deeply, the voice of the ancient demon sneered in his ears: "Boy, you dare to do something like this deity, and you don't know how to live or die."

Then he turned his head to the other side: "Tinglou Daoist, what do you mean, did you forget the friendship between you and me?"

Although the ancient demon is extremely calm on the surface, deep down, there are already ups and downs.

The passage that the boy walked was obviously a dead end, how could he come here?

It is absolutely impossible for a small clutch to break through the illusory array of thousands of ghosts. Could it be that there are some fallacies in the information I have collected?

But what he was most afraid of was not Lin Xuan, but Tinglou. He thought that the other party had fallen into his fist, but he didn't expect that old guy, who was extremely cunning, to play tricks.

Surprised in his heart, but on the surface, he naturally did not give up his efforts: "Tinglou Daoist, do you want to break your promise and not plan to ascend to the upper realm?"

"You don't need to use this to restrain me. Even without you, it's not difficult for me to bear the catastrophe." Tinglou raised his jaw slightly, looking at the twelve states of Tianyun, only he dared to be so confident and regard the catastrophe as nothing.

"Really? With your strength, you may be able to ascend successfully, but you don't dare to say that you are absolutely sure. There is also a chance of falling at the first level, and there is no threat at all under the care of the deity, and you are in the late stage of separation and reunion. The immortal cultivators are certainly top figures in the human world, but they are nothing in the upper world. Do you think life will be easier without the deity to guide the way? To tell you the truth, those ascended monks..." The ancient demon had a sneer on his face, and there was already a very obvious threat in his tone.

It is hoped that the pavilion can reach this step, so how can it be frightened.

Don't try to shake his mind at all with the words of the other party.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, a one-foot-long magic weapon flew out, shining golden light, and a coiled dragon was carved on the surface, and a mysterious aura swarmed out.

"Jinlan pen!"

The ancient demon suddenly changed color, staring at the treasure in Wangtinglou's hands, and his tone was full of disbelief: "Impossible, there are not many treasures like the Jinlan pen in the upper realm, how did you get it? The method of control?"

As the saying goes, a good horse needs a good saddle.

The supernatural powers of the Confucian school emphasize the perfect coordination of spells and magic weapons. A good brush can enable monks to better use ink and ink, and fully display the six arts of Confucianism.

Seeing that Tinglou took out the Jinlan pen, his strength can be increased by at least three layers, so it's no wonder that this devil's expression has changed.

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On the other side, in the space of soul thoughts, Tian Xiaojian's eyes widened suddenly.

He almost thought that he heard it wrong, and with his city, he couldn't help showing a bit of a blank look on his face, looking at the phantom in front of him: "What did you just say?"

"I said, do you want to become a fairy?"

There is temptation on Xu Ying's face, and the voice seems to penetrate into the bottom of people's hearts. This is a very clever charm, but it is a pity that he has no power at all, otherwise this alone is enough to control the monks in front of him Mindful.

Charm is not a supernatural power that can only be practiced by female cultivators. In fact, it is very useful in fighting skills.

As the master of ancient demons, he is even more proficient in techniques. In his heyday, even powerful monks could control them. It's a pity that he doesn't have any power now, but he can still have some effect.