Chapter 1742 Small Moment Cave Talisman

Rumble!

A huge cracking sound came to the ears, and the whole island trembled. With a wave of Xianmu Yilan's hand, more than a dozen wind dragons flew out from his folding fan.

Each head is seven or eight feet tall, shaking its head and tail ferociously, crashing into the blood mist without hesitation.

Fairy Mingquan kept both hands, condensing all kinds of magic seals in the void, the surrounding cold air gathered quickly, and then an iceberg more than a hundred feet high appeared in sight.

It was also pressed down directly.

Lin Xuan was dumbfounded. Even if the opponent was made of King Kong, facing such a violent attack, he might turn into a puddle of flesh.

Sure enough, the thick blood mist could no longer be resisted, and turned into nothingness in a series of crackling sounds like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

The figure of the monster appeared, and five pairs of blood-red eyes opened at the same time, but it was more unwilling to be crazy.

"Okay, I actually forced this deity to such a point. One day, I, the Asura clan, will return to the spirit world to take revenge, and you guys will be buried with this deity."

Before he could finish speaking, his body was glowing red, and a mad and tyrannical aura gushed out like a raging sea tide, which would drown the five of them in an instant.

"No, he's going to blow himself up."

The few people are all immortal cultivators in the separation and reunion period, so they are naturally knowledgeable. Seeing this scene, their expressions changed to the extreme. Astonished, it is not difficult to imagine the power of his self-destruct.

I'm afraid that everything within a radius of a hundred miles will be included. None of the creatures inside can survive. Could it be that they have to use Phantom Dungeon?

Without time to think about it, Lin Xuan raised his hands, and typed out one after another...

boom!

With a loud bang, the entire sky and the entire ocean turned into one color, a palpitating blood red, with a radius of a hundred miles, everything was submerged, no matter birds, beasts, insects, fish, trees and flowers, even mountains and rocks, even sea water, They were all overwhelmed by the blood.

All living things, all devoured...

However, this process came and went quickly, and it was also extremely fast.

In just a few breaths of time, the blood red that filled the entire sky disappeared without a trace. The sea is still the same sea, and the sky is also the same sky, but everything in the middle is gone, even The island did not leave a single trace, as if it had never existed nearby, and everything was just an illusion.

No... Although everything has been turned into powder, there is still one thing in the sky, a broken talisman, a palm-sized talisman, and it is very old and broken.

But it just happened to be such a talisman, the words on it were extremely wonderful, with an aura, an indescribable aura related to the laws of heaven and earth, just so lonely, existing in the sea and sky, the monster exploded The Nascent Soul's body destroyed everything within a hundred miles.

Only it still had no influence at all, drifting in the boundless sky, suddenly, the aura flashed, and then spontaneously ignited strangely, turning into a mass of silver flames.

Then the flame suddenly soared, becoming as tall as a person, and a strange fluctuation spread from it, and the nearby space began to distort and collapse, and then the flame turned into a black hole and came into view.

With a flash of inspiration, one foot stepped out of the black hole.

Then he saw that the foot was connected to the body, it was a young man dressed in brocade clothes.

Fiber curtain Yilan!

Although he was shaking the folding fan lightly, deep in the bottom of his eyes, there was obviously a bit of lingering fear. The so-called movements were actually just pretending to be chic.

"Amitabha!"

A sound of the Buddha's name was heard, and then a bald monk in cassock also appeared, with kind brows and kind eyes, but his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Obviously, the scene just now had shocked this Buddhist monk.

Afterwards, the spiritual light flashed repeatedly, and Jin Yi, Ming Quan, and Lin Xuan walked out of the vortex one after another.

The five people looked at each other in dismay, although their expressions were slightly different, but they all carried the color of rejoicing for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that the benefactor of the curtain would have such a treasure as the Xiaoxudongtian Talisman. If the benefactor hadn't rescued me, I'm afraid none of us would have been spared. I don't want to thank you for your kindness, but for this kindness and virtue, old man It must be kept in mind.”

The old monk clasped his hands together and bowed to Xianmu Yilan, and the other three also bowed their thanks.

"Master and fellow Taoists, you don't need to be polite. My son did this to protect himself. I didn't expect this monster to explode himself when he was invincible. It's a pity that this one in my hand is just a broken talisman, which can only be used once. In the future, if we encounter a strong enemy, there will be nothing we can do." Xianmu Yilan sighed, with pain and regret on her face.

"No matter what, this time it all depends on the help of the son, and I will remember it in my heart." Fairy Mingquan's voice came to her ears, and there was a bit of a strange look in this woman's eyes.

Even Jin Yi, who had always been at odds with Xianmu Yilan, blushed, cupped his hands and said a few words of gratitude.

Naturally, Lin Xuan couldn't avoid it. Even though he could escape with Phantom Escape just now, but the Phantom Spirit Skyfire has been exposed, so it's always good to keep a few more hole cards.

It's just that this Xianmu Yilan is really extraordinary. The treasures of the moment are not something that ordinary monks can have. Even those who are cultivating immortals in the Dongxuan stage, most of them are just heard.

In a certain sense, this kind of thing is even more precious than Tongtian Lingbao.

Of course, it was an accident that the shopkeeper of the other party did not know the goods, so he bought them at a low price.

This guy is by no means a casual cultivator as he said, how many cards are still hidden in him.

Lin Xuan sighed in his heart, but on the surface, naturally, the slightest difference would not be revealed.

The island under his feet has disappeared without a trace. This matter, so far, can be regarded as an end. Whether the opponent is a human race, a spy from the Asura race, or a descendant of the ghost, it is meaningless to pursue it. That's why the lights are off.

The sea surface was sparkling, and the blood-colored mist gradually dissipated. At first glance, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

"Fellow daoists, let's go, there will be no more monks alive in a radius of a hundred miles, we can rest assured and go to treasure hunting."

"Amitabha, the benefactor of the bright spring is right. As the saying goes, there are many dreams in the night. We really shouldn't delay in this place. The sooner we get the treasure of the Danyue Sect, the sooner we can return to the Nine Immortals City." The great monk said honestly. Sound reaches the ears.

Others, of course, have no meaning at all. Before they saw the treasure, they came to such a thrilling event first. They also felt that delaying time was not the right choice. There is not much distance left, and there is no need to rush on a hundred flower boat. The dazzling and dazzling rainbow seemed to fly away in front of it.