Chapter 1999 Fighting the Old Demon

"It's you?"

The old ancestor Dulong was stunned, and then his expression became extremely weird, with a gloomy and tyrannical expression on his face: "Boy surnamed Lin, you dare to stand here, why, just now you want to sneak up on this old man?"

"good."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, the matter has come to an end, denial is meaningless: "Lin has really thought about that just now, but it's a pity that God has treated you well, it seems that there is no chance."

"Hmph, even if the sneak attack is successful, so what? Just because you are a mere immortal cultivator in the separation and reunion period, you want to embarrass this old man. You really don't know how to live or die." The ancestor of the poisonous dragon said coldly.

He does have the qualifications to say so.

The gap in the big realm is not so simple to make up. Maybe the leapfrog challenge is really possible, but in the eyes of most people, it is just a distant legend.

Patriarch Poison Dragon didn't think in that direction at all.

"Really, old guy, don't you think your tone is too loud, how much strength do you think you still have?" Lin Xuan glanced over, his expression of taking advantage of others' danger was not concealed at all.

However, what he said was just delusion.

Even if he was sure of winning, Lin Xuan didn't mind, he used some wisdom to some extent.

However, Patriarch Poison Dragon didn't know that although this kid's strength is stronger than ordinary monks of the same level, it is impossible to threaten him.

"The old man is indeed weak now, but there is no problem at all in taking you down. Boy Lin, my ancestor will take your soul out and refine your soul right now, so that you can understand how to write the word regret."

Patriarch Du Long shouted loudly, he was not in the mood, and was playing tricks with Lin Xuan here, but he stretched out his hand and slapped his waist, and two beams of light flew out from inside.

It's a knife and a sword!

The surface is full of evil, and there are black arcs entangled.

After a flash, it came to Lin Xuan's side, and the strong wind caught it, slashing down fiercely.

Very direct trick, simple, but practical.

Fighting skills don't need to be so complicated. The ultimate goal is to take off the opponent's head, so why make it so fancy?

"Well done!"

There was no panic on Lin Xuan's face. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and there were also two beams of light shot from his waist. The ancestor of the poisonous dragon could see clearly that they were two rings, and the attributes of spiritual power were completely opposite. In front of his evil sword, evil sword.

The sound of ping-pong-pong came to the ears, and I saw several rays of light of different colors chasing in mid-air, the fight was extremely fierce, but for a moment, it was hard to tell the winner.

"hateful!"

The old monster's expression froze, and he couldn't help cursing. If he didn't have very little mana left at this moment, how could he allow this kid to be arrogant and domineering.

Frightened and angry, his body trembled, and a black demonic energy escaped from the surface of his body. The old monster's face became paler. He stretched out his only remaining right hand, clasped his index finger and thumb, and pointed forward. so little.

"Boom!"

The soft sound came to the ears, and the demonic energy began to surge, and then formed a dark vortex. In the vortex, it was bottomless, emitting a demonic energy that made people want to vomit.

A huge magic python appeared in sight.

The magic python was more than ten feet long, with three heads and two wings on its back. It was said to be a snake, but its aura was not inferior to that of a dragon.

This is by no means an ordinary secret technique!

However, there was no fear on Lin Xuan's face.

Even the ancestor of the poisonous dragon in his prime can deal with it by himself, not to mention that he is now considered a half-disabled character, what kind of tricks can he play?

But even though he was thinking so in his heart, there was still a silver light flashing deep in the bottom of Lin Xuan's eyes. The goshawk fought the rabbit with all his strength. Underestimated.

With a sweep of this gaze, Lin Xuan's expression became strange.

In the middle of the giant python's head, there was actually a small person about an inch high floating.

The facial features, eyebrows and eyes are no different from the Dulong ancestor, but what composes him is a light and shadow. Obviously, this is not the Yuanying, but the Yuanshen.

This magic python is not a secret technique, but the incarnation of his primordial spirit.

What a cunning old guy, if it wasn't for his own phoenix eye, which has the effect of seeing through and can see through all illusions, he would almost have been deceived by him.

Whether you do mental calculations or not, you can't fail if you lose, but you will definitely suffer.

Lin Xuan's face was extremely gloomy, and he was cunning, and this old monster was not a fool.

A gloomy look flashed across his face, Lin Xuan stretched out his hand again, wiped his waist, and a pocket appeared in his palm.

Then Lin Xuan raised his hand to sacrifice the treasure without saying a word, and hit it with a formula.

Woo...

The humming sound entered the ears, the mouth of the bag opened, and milky white corpse gas came out from inside.

Soon it spread for several miles, and within the corpse aura, there was a tall and thin monster with a faint growl.

Could it be that……

Patriarch Poison Dragon was dumbfounded, his eyes were full of bewilderment, this little guy, does he still practice magic and secret arts, he also practiced evil and righteousness, how did he resolve the conflict between the two.

There was no time for him to think about it, the corpse gas was quickly sucked into the body by the monster hiding in it, and a terrifying zombie appeared in sight.

His face was withered, his long purple hair was fluttering in the wind, his fangs were exposed at the corners of his mouth, and his nails were half a foot long, similar to sharp blades.

"Roar……"

The zombie raised its head, and the soul-stirring whistling sound entered its ears, accompanied by a majestic spiritual pressure falling from the sky, the eyes of the poisonous dragon patriarch were straightened, and he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Impossible, you are just clutching, how could this zombie be in the Dongxuan stage?"

"So what, there are still many things you don't know."

Lin Xuan sneered coldly, his whole body burst into green light, and he rushed towards Patriarch Poison Dragon. He was in mid-air, and in his palm, there was already a red Zen stick. Thousands of stick shadows emerged, covering half of the sky, and smashed down on his head.

Accompanied by it, the sound of Buddhist Sanskrit singing came to the ears.

"Psychic Buddha Treasure!"

The old monster was full of astonishment. In a panic, he flicked his sleeves and a treasure in the shape of a jade bowl flew out from his sleeves. After circling for a while, it turned into a light curtain, covering his whole body.

However, the ancestor of the poisonous dragon didn't feel safe because of this. He bit the tip of his tongue again, and spit out a mouthful of blood, mixed with his own vitality, towards the shield, and quickly dissolved it.

This action had just ended, and the next moment, Lin Xuan's attack came as promised.

Boom!

At the last moment, the thousands of stick shadows folded strangely in the middle, and a stick shadow about a hundred feet long emerged from the spot, paused slightly, with thunder on its surface, and smashed down towards the Poison Dragon Patriarch dignifiedly like a mountain.

"this……"

The old monster turned pale with fright, but he was at the end of his rope. The sound of breaking came to his ears. Even though he tried his best, the shield still couldn't hold it up. , castrated without rest, and fell to the surface of the sea with a fierce bang.

Boom!

Huge waves with a height of one hundred feet rose spontaneously, and the momentum was much more terrifying than any storm. A small island not far away was directly submerged. Fortunately, it was a deserted island, so there was no need to worry about harming innocent people.

The fact that the protective shield has been crushed into powder does not mean that the ancestor of the poisonous dragon has already fallen. The vitality of an old monster of this level is quite strong.

Strictly speaking, he dodged the blow just now, but he just used some kind of secret technique, and the form became even worse.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw a hundred feet away, the magic wind suddenly rose and gathered in the middle, and the ancestor of the poisonous dragon appeared in sight.

Longyou Shoal was played by shrimps, and Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs. At this moment, Patriarch Poison Dragon had really reached the end of his battle, his face was no longer pale enough to be described, he was almost dead. Not only did he not have much mana left, he just now That blow also caused the injuries he suffered a few days ago, his body couldn't bear it, and he was about to collapse.

And that's not the worst!

What made him palpitate was that the strength of the enemy was far beyond his initial imagination.

As a pet, its own strength is definitely not clutch. In terms of power, compared with ordinary old monsters of the Dongxuan period, the blow just now is only stronger than weaker.

"Are you really Lin Xuan?"

Patriarch Poison Dragon doubted his own judgment a little bit.

"What do you say?"

There was a flash of green light on Lin Xuan's body, as if he took a step forward, he disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the old monster, without saying a word, he raised his right hand, and dozens of thunder beads flew out from his cuff. After spinning around, they did not explode, but formed a formation to protect it.

"What's this?"

The space fluctuated together, and Lin Xuan had appeared beside him, and he was shocked. Can Leizhu still be used like this?

Then, a scene that surprised him even more appeared.

Puff puff……

Those thunder beads shot back backwards and sank into his body. Afterwards, Patriarch Poison Dragon's aura started to skyrocket.

Crazy growth...

"What kind of secret technique is this?"

Lin Xuan didn't believe that just dozens of thunder beads could make him survive from death. This method must be some kind of magical power, drinking poison to quench thirst.

"I don't care if you are that kid surnamed Lin. You actually insulted my ancestors like this. At worst, you will give up this body. Anyway, when you go back, I will find my body and take it back..."

Although these words were not very clear, they were considered to confirm his guess.

Lin Xuan didn't panic because of this, the old guy had a good plan, but would he fight with him?

Think beautifully!

Without any hesitation, Lin Xuan danced his right hand, and thousands of stick shadows emerged again, repeating the same trick, and smashing down on the old monster's head.

How do you hide?

The ancestor of the poisonous dragon didn't dodge, nor did he sacrifice any defensive treasures. In his palm, a broken talisman appeared.

This talisman was made in golden yellow, about one-third of it was torn off, but Lin Xuan could tell the difference at a glance, it was an indescribable feeling.

On that talisman, a small clock is drawn.

Talisman!