Chapter 2704 Wuwu and Jiaolong

It was silent, but after the demonic energy appeared, it became extremely violent again. When it gathered in the middle, a black and shiny cloud appeared in sight, and then rumbling crackling sounds entered the ears, and the black cloud Lightning gushed out from the magic cloud, turned into a five-clawed dragon, the whole body was made of black lightning, it was more than twenty feet long, and it was as aggressive as the monk who grabbed it.

Lin Xuan was still far away at the moment, and this scene fell in his eyes, and he couldn't help but take a breath in his heart, even his reaction was the same, not to mention the only remaining cultivator in the Misty Immortal Palace, his face was full of fear, At this moment, a catastrophe was imminent, so he couldn't care less about getting the treasure.

With a flick of the sleeve robe without saying a word, a simple scroll book flew out from his sleeve, the pages were opened, and a wild and simple atmosphere was transmitted from it.

It looked like an extraordinary treasure at first glance, but the Confucian robed monk didn't have the slightest confidence at the moment. The enemy was far more terrifying than imagined. With a slight movement, he squeezed a strange seal, and opened his mouth at the same time, a few streams of essence and blood mixed with his own life essence sprayed from the mouth.

You must know that these things are not trivial, and they cannot be restored by themselves after being used up like mana. It takes at least more than a hundred years of meditation to restore the old concept, so monks will not use them at all unless they have to. Little life is the most important thing. Losing a little cultivation base is a trivial matter, so he naturally can't take care of it.

After the blood left the mouth, it flashed against the wind and immediately turned into a large cloud of blood mist, and then it was absorbed by the ancient scroll like a long whale absorbing water.

The entire ancient book had completely turned blood red, and a fierce aura emanated from it.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrunk slightly, and there was a hint of shock on his face. Given his extensive knowledge, such a scene was beyond expectation.

Obviously, Piaomiao Xiangong, the only surviving immortal cultivator, has learned the magical powers of Confucianism.

Among the various schools of cultivating immortals, although Lin Xuan is relatively unfamiliar with Confucianism and secret arts, he has never eaten pork, and has always seen pigs run away. Some of the basics are still clear and completely It can be said that I know what I know in my heart. The Confucianism method emphasizes harmony, righteousness and peace.

From the name, one can figure out what kind of supernatural power it is, and it does not contain hostility or insidiousness at all. On the basis of this, many Confucian exercises need to be combined with Haoran righteousness before they can be displayed. Therefore, this school His cultivation techniques are also inherited in the same strain, following the characteristics of Haoran's uprightness and uprightness.

Among the Confucian monks, there are certainly some hypocritical and vicious guys, but the attributes of their skills will not change. However, the world is so big that there are no surprises. There is an exception in front of him. Looking at the blood-red ancient book , Lin Xuan's eyes were full of surprise.

He hesitated for a moment, but chose to stand still.

boom!

I saw blood flashing, and the pages of the ancient book seemed to be blown by a strong wind, flipping non-stop, and then from the pages of the ancient book, quaint characters flew out one by one.

The text was about the size of a fist, and its whole body was blood-red. It flickered for a while, but it quickly grew in size.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. Even he had never seen this kind of writing before, but it was not surprising. Although he had a lot of knowledge, compared with the existence of Confucianism, he was far behind.

This is the reason why the ruler is shorter and the inch is longer.

"disease!"

I saw the Confucian robed monk raised his right hand and pointed forward.

Those blood-red words closed in the middle, and then a strong murderous aura swarmed out from inside.

Roar!

The roar came to the ears, and a monster changed out of it. It looked like a ferocious, tiger-footed human face, and its teeth were a bit like the legendary wild boar, but compared with it, it was obviously sharper, although it was made of blood. Transformed out, but the long hair all over the body is still extremely clear.

梼杌!

Lin Xuan recognized the monster in front of him at a glance.

One of the legendary four evil spirits, when he was still in the human world, he had a lot of enmity with its soul.

Of course, the real four murderers are not in front of us.

But most likely it's not just the appearance. As for the relationship between it and Wuwu, Lin Xuan is also not very clear.

Roar!

After the blood-red 梼杌 appeared, it immediately roared without hesitation, a palpitating hostility spread out from all over its body, and without a word, it faced the dragon formed by the condensed black lightning.

"Huh?"

In Su Yunfeng's voice, there was a bit of surprise. He had never expected such a result. The three people in Misty Immortal Palace, obviously the strongest, were all easily killed by him. He did not expect this at all The humble Confucian robed monk can still cause such a big trouble to himself, it is really unbelievable.

The blood-colored 梼杌 was no small matter, as soon as the dragon transformed from black lightning came into contact with it, it was obviously at a disadvantage. I saw the 梼杌 claws tearing and biting its teeth, and the arm-thick lightning kept chopping down, but it was hard to hurt his fur.

Such a result made the Confucian robed monk heave a sigh of relief. Although he had full confidence in his final supernatural power, the enemy was too powerful, and he was not very sure whether he could win. Fortunately, he did not let himself down What.

He was full of purple light, and rushed towards the small cauldron again.

"court death!"

However, thunderous shouts came from within the magic cloud. Lin Xuan watched coldly from the side. Such a result obviously made the head of Tianwai Demon lose face. A vortex appeared in the cloud.

Then, countless black and red fireballs the size of washbasins erupted from the vortex, and the number was as many as tens of millions.

However, this was not over yet, all the fireballs flashed against the wind, and unexpectedly distorted and deformed, and then the fireballs disappeared, replaced by demon pythons as thick as yellow barrels.

He opened his bloody mouth wide open, and rushed towards Wuwu.

In terms of individual strength, these magic pythons are far inferior to the electric flood dragon just now, but the number is not the same, and most of the ants can kill elephants.

In the beginning, Wuwu could barely gain the upper hand by virtue of his size and sharp teeth and mouth, but as the magic pythons swarmed up, he became overwhelmed, and soon couldn't resist, and was swallowed by these magic pythons and turned into nothingness.

And the battle is not over yet, although the magic pythons have lost a lot, there are at least a thousand remaining, opening their mouths wide open, and the Confucian robed monk has now become their only target.

Due to the large number, they almost covered the entire sky, and the monks in Confucian robes were scared out of their wits at this moment.

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