Chapter 2175 The Power of the Devouring Sword

In addition to the ice and snow giants, more than a hundred monsters of different shapes emerged from the ice field, all of them breathed cold air, and their bodies were made of thousands of years of ice.

"go!"

The Ice Soul Demon Ancestor's soft scolding came to his ears, and those giant monsters let out earth-shattering roars together, and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

The momentum was astonishing, but it was just like this and he couldn't help himself. Lin Xuan took a breath, his whole body grew green, and he was about to fly backwards into the slanting stab.

It's not because of fear, but in the current situation, it is obviously not worthwhile to confront the opponent head-on. Bing Po now has the right time, place and people, and the only way to win is to find out where the weakness of her domain is. .

Lin Xuan didn't want to go straight to the front, but things were not as easy as he expected. The Ice Soul Demon Ancestor followed one after another. Just as Lin Xuan's figure flashed, the void behind him suddenly fluctuated without warning. stand up.

Countless silver threads emerged strangely, crisscrossing and criss-crossing. Looking from afar, they looked like spider webs, and Lin Xuan was tied up by five flowers.

"this……"

Lin Xuan was dumbfounded, but the corner of Ice Soul Demon Ancestor's mouth showed a bit of sarcasm: "Stupid guy, my domain is up to me, do you think you can run away?"

When it came to storage, Lin Xuan was really unprepared this time, but the other party would not give him time to respond. Those monsters and ice giants had already killed them.

Lin Xuan had nowhere to hide, his hands and feet were tied, so naturally it was impossible to sacrifice the magic weapon. In other words, at this moment, he was completely defenseless.

"Guy who doesn't know good and bad, you can go to hell." Bing Po's face flashed with a strong murderous intent.

"That's right, that's not necessarily the case!"

The panic on Lin Xuan's face was only for a moment. The result really shocked him, but he was not really at the mercy of others.

Before Lin Xuan finished speaking, a golden light rose from behind, and then Xiao Luo Tianfa emerged, with nine heads and eighteen arms appearing behind him.

It looked mighty.

The movement of each arm stretches or bends, and then the aura rises, eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds emerge one after another, are held by the eighteen arms respectively, and then swung forward fiercely.

boom!

The five-color aura made a big splash, and all kinds of light waves and wind blades emerged. Such a change was unexpected by the Ice Soul Demon Ancestor.

Although these 18 weapons are not surprising compared to those commonly used by Lin Xuan, they are superior in their large number, and the superimposed power of the 18 weapons wielding together is really extraordinary. All the monsters were killed up.

Then Lin Xuan yelled loudly, his whole body burst into green light, and the phantom spirit sky fire emerged from the surface of his body, those silver threads couldn't resist immediately, and were refined into nothingness.

"Xiao Luotian Faxiang, this supernatural power... where did you learn it from?"

The Ice Soul Demon Ancestor didn't stop him, his face was full of shock, yes, although it was very different from Xiao Luo Tianfa he had seen from that person millions of years ago, but he was Unmistakably.

Lin Xuan was also shocked. The other party was able to recognize Xiao Luo Tianfa. Could it be that this secret technique is not trivial? You must know that although the ice soul in front of you is just a strand of soul, the difference lies in strength, knowledge It is no different from the ontology.

One of the nine ancestors of true demons, a person whose cultivation base is comparable to that of Sanxian, his vision is of course extraordinary, but at this moment, Lin Xuan has no mood to think about it.

After going through the crisis just now, Lin Xuan figured out a problem. Although the opponent's domain must be flawed, he may not be able to see it.

After all, domains are at least something that monks in the Transcending Tribulation Stage can have, and they are still too far away from me.

Such a strange thing, and the laws involved cannot be comprehended by oneself, so even if it has any weaknesses, it must not be able to be seen by oneself.

Regarding this point, Lin Xuan was clear in his heart, but it was a pity that he had just figured out this truth, otherwise he might not have fallen into the urn just now.

But it's not too late now, Lin Xuan's eyes brightened up again.

No more tricks, looking for where the weakness of the field is, and preparing for a serious battle.

One force down ten will!

What about fields?

As long as it is powerful enough, Lin Xuan believes that it can be broken.

Thinking of this in his heart, Lin Xuan stretched out his right hand, and saw him shake lightly, the aura flashed, and a short sword about a foot long flew out.

The shape is completely different from the original Moyuan sword, and the Spirit Devouring Sword is simply another treasure.

Simple but not simple, a gorgeous and domineering momentum emerges.

Lin Xuan stretched out his hand to hold it, then turned his left hand over, and a small jade bottle emerged.

The bottle cork was opened by itself, and Lin Xuan raised his head and dripped a drop of spiritual liquid into his mouth.

"Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk."

Of course Bing Po knew the goods, and his eyes showed surprise. After all, for the existence of the Dongxuan period, it was not easy to obtain such a genius and treasure.

But soon her pupils shrank slightly, and her attention was attracted by the short sword in Lin Xuan's hand. It looked familiar, but it was not the same as the one in her memory. Could it be an imitation of that thing.

No... no, even if it is an imitation, it is impossible to fall into the hands of a mere Dongxuan cultivator.

Before Bing Po's thoughts changed, Lin Xuan had already made a move.

This is the first time to use the Spirit Devouring Sword after it has been successfully refined, just to see how powerful it is. Although Lin Xuan has not tried it yet, the vision when it comes out is quite worth looking forward to.

After drinking the Wannian Spiritual Milk, Lin Xuan's mana had fully recovered. He took a deep breath and poured all his mana into the Spirit Devouring Immortal Sword in his hand.

In an instant, a sharp glow rose, and a majestic aura, centered on the fairy sword in Lin Xuan's hand, exploded to the surroundings.

Then, in a flash, four strands split out.

Each one is very different in nature.

The white one is gold, the blue one is wood, the blue one is water, the red one is fire...

After that, the four streams of spiritual energy converged separately, and clear cries and powerful roars came to the ears, and four huge phantoms of spirit beasts appeared in sight.

Although the four spirit beasts are different, they all have noble or unruly auras...

Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, Xuanwu.

Bing Po glanced over, the expression on his face was once again shocked.

"This...is it the Four Elephant Sword? No, the Four Elephant Sword is one of the top treasures even among the innate spiritual treasures. Its power is much more terrifying. This should be just an imitation of it."

Bing Po's murmured voice reached his ears, pointing out the origin of the Spirit Devouring Sword in Lin Xuan's hand is no small matter, but at this moment, how could Lin Xuan have time to delve into it, defeating powerful enemies is the first priority now, as for other , are nothing but floating clouds.

Lin Xuan watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. No matter what the other party said, he was indifferent. The feeling now was quite similar to the first time he used the Moyuan Sword. Sucked away most of it.

The phantoms of the four spirits in mid-air became more ferocious and lifelike, and a violent aura spread out from them, and then they rushed towards the enemy together.

This time, Bing Po no longer seemed full of confidence, his face finally revealed a dignified look, his hands fluttered like butterflies wearing flowers, and mysterious dharma seals flew out one by one.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, Lin Xuan felt that time seemed to slow down, and the space was distorted, but the phantoms of the four spirits still flew past inch by inch.

Lin Xuan's face was extremely dignified, with seriousness and surprise, it seemed that his guess was indeed correct, even in the field, the one-force reduction of ten meetings was also applicable.

After all, Bing Po's sub-soul is only at the stage of Dongxuan, how can it be possible to change the laws of heaven and earth, at most he can rely on his own experience and make some use of it.

That is to say, in the eyes of cultivators of the same level, it is naturally a ostentatious show, but it is still very powerful in the face of low-level monks.

And the power of the Spirit Devouring Sword is no small matter, her domain is no longer able to restrain it, of course, it is not completely ineffective, both Lin Xuan and Bing Po raised their hands horizontally, showing a stalemate.

After a while, the piercing sound came to the ears, and the scene in front of me changed. The ice field disappeared without a trace, and the phantom of the four spirits also faded and merged. , and continued to fly towards Bing Po.

Every inch of walking is extremely difficult, and the space is becoming more and more distorted.

However, Bing Po is not having a good time, even though the ball of light is coming extremely slowly, but at this moment, she can't move at all, because as long as she is distracted, the power of the domain will not be able to restrain it, and the two sides are fighting until this moment , It's simply exhausting.

And this process sounds complicated, but it only takes a few breaths of effort before and after, not to mention the difficulties and twists in the middle, in the end, there will always be a winner.

Bing Po's mysterious degree of skills is naturally far from that of Lin Xuan, but even in the face of the demon ancestor, Lin Xuan also has an advantage. He has twin babies and one pill in his body, that is to say, his mana is deeper than Bing Po .

Coupled with the Spirit Devouring Sword in hand, such a stalemate is naturally beneficial to him.

On this point, Lin Xuan naturally also knew that at this stage in the fighting method, there should be a winner, and if it continues to delay, it will definitely do a hundred harms and no benefits to him.

Thinking of this in his heart, Lin Xuan let out a loud shout, bursting out with mana all over his body, opened his mouth, and spewed out a few mouthfuls of natal vitality.

The light ball formed by the fusion of the four spirits suddenly became brighter and brighter, and the sound of inch by inch breaking into the ears, the restraint of the domain finally lost its effect, and its speed suddenly increased.

"No……"

Bing Po let out an exclamation, with an expression of disbelief on his face, this is impossible, although he is only a wisp of soul, but how could he be defeated by an ant, a mere immortal cultivator in the Dongxuan stage, where could he come from? of such strength?

But no matter what she thought, the ball of light flew three feet in front of her, and engulfed her the next moment.