Chapter 286 Stealing Immortal Grass Ghost Snake Sword

Chapter 286 Stealing Immortal Grass Ghost Snake Sword

"How could you see through my avatar, the seal inside is a low-level earth-level spell!"

"Earth-level elementary spell?"

Lin Xuan couldn't help but raise his brows. He remembered that when he was a young student in the agile stage more than ten years ago, he was very excited after practicing the "Ice Needle Art", because its power could be compared with high-level spells.

At that time, I thought that there were only three kinds of spells: elementary, intermediate, and advanced, and that only the monks in the agile stage and the foundation stage could use them. Those masters of the golden core, because they had magic weapons, dismissed spells.

But later, when he succeeded in building the foundation, to be more precise, after he got the jade tube of the "Nine Heavens Profound Art", he realized that this understanding was fundamentally wrong.

Spell is the simplest and most practical supernatural power for a cultivator. It is very convenient not only for attacking but also for defending, because it does not need any other medium, and it can be released only by mobilizing its own spiritual power.

This way is so broad and profound, how could it stop at the Foundation Establishment stage, not to mention the monks in the Condensation Stage, even those old monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage often use spells as an important supplement to magic weapons.

Naturally, there are not only three types of spells: elementary, intermediate, and advanced.

To be correct, it should be divided into three grades of heaven, earth and human, and each grade is divided into elementary, intermediate and advanced, a total of nine levels.

The monks in the agile stage and the foundation stage use human-level spells, while the masters in the condensed core stage and the nascent soul stage use earth-level spells...

In fact, it is not only the formulas, but also the talismans. The talismans that Lin Xuan has come into contact with are also human-level talismans, and there are even more powerful earth-level and sky-level talismans on them.

Of course, the production is more complicated, and it is rarely sold in the market. Once it is in the world, there is no need for a sky-high quantity of crystals.

And Hu Fan turned into a stone just now, using a low-level magic called "Shape Transformation". This kind of advanced skill can only be learned by the masters of the alchemy stage, and naturally only the masters of the alchemy stage can see through it, but this boy...

A murderous look flashed across Lin Xuan's face, so he naturally couldn't answer the other party's question. Speaking of which, it was just a fluke.

I didn't expect someone to have a talisman of the earth rank!

Fortunately, my spiritual consciousness is far better than that of monks of the same level, and I can barely compare with the masters in the early stage of condensing alchemy, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!

If one is struck by the lightning technique without any precautions, even if one does not die, one will definitely be seriously injured.

"Boy, if you don't want to say it, it doesn't matter, if you meet me, uncle, it will be your fate!"

Hu Fan's face showed a hint of ferocity. Although Lin Xuan saw through the transformation technique and made him feel a little guilty, but after all, he was just a small cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment. With his own magical powers, he was destroyed. Should be a breeze.

Since the other party came to participate in the trade fair, he must have a lot of property on his body, let's send it!

Thinking of this, a trace of tyranny flashed across his face, he opened his mouth, and sprayed out a silver flying sword.

The ultimate spiritual weapon!

As expected, he is worthy of being a master in the late stage of foundation establishment. The treasures he possesses are quite extraordinary, and the shape of this sword is also quite strange. It looks like a spirit snake, writhing in the sky.

"go!"

With a soft scold from Hu Fan's mouth, the flying sword turned into a ray of silver light and roared towards Lin Xuan.

Facing the opponent's attack, Lin Xuan didn't show any panic on his face. With a light stroke, the round shield moved from the top of his head to the front of his body.

With the infusion of mana, the round shield swelled after a circle, and its diameter became more than ten feet long, immediately covering Lin Xuan's entire body.

However, an imperceptible sneer flashed across Hu Fan's face. Looking at Lin Xuan's expression, it was as if he was looking at a dead person.

In the blink of an eye, the silver light flew to the front of the round shield, but the two spiritual weapons did not collide with each other. The flying sword paused, twisted its body, and went around the round shield like a living thing, and turned towards Lin Xuan again. kill.

Those who are fighting for the first time, how can they know the mystery of their own ghost snake sword? Because of being caught off guard, there are quite a few monks who died under this treasure with a higher level of cultivation than themselves, not to mention a rookie who didn't understand anything in front of him.

With a whoosh, the ghost snake sword was about to stab Lin Xuan's body, but suddenly a black mist gushed out, wrapping the boy's figure.

"Huh?"

Hu Fan was a little surprised, the fog did not seem to have a ghostly feeling, and before he finished his thoughts, the Ghost Snake Sword flew into it.

"What kind of mystery are you playing?"

Hu Fan scratched his scalp, trying to evade his own attack with just a little cover-up, never thought, this Ghost Snake Sword can break even some simple restrictions.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but soon the smile froze.

After the Ghost Snake Sword flew into the black mist, it flowed like a sea of ​​mud without causing any waves. Gradually, a layer of fine sweat droplets appeared on Hu Fan's forehead, giving him a very bad feeling.

A glint of sternness flashed in his eyes, and then he kept changing spells with his hands, but his expression became more and more ugly, and the connection between Ghost Snake Sword and his divine consciousness was actually cut off.

How can it be?

The opponent, obviously a kid in the early stage of foundation establishment, how could he have such a remarkable power?

Hu Fan was anxious, but he couldn't believe what happened before him.

Or rather unwilling to believe it.

Rumbling, the mist billowed and seemed to disperse on both sides, and Lin Xuan stood there intact. Beside him, there was a huge ghost hand several feet long, which should be transformed from the mist. The Ghost Snake Sword, It was held in the palm of the strange hand.

On the surface of the sword, blue electric arcs flickered from time to time, beating endlessly, obviously trying to break free from the monster's hand.

With a calm expression, Lin Xuan turned his head and took a look: "This sword is not bad, I want it."

Immediately, he stretched out his right hand, wrapped in a layer of light blue light, and grabbed the Ghost Snake Sword. As for the big hand transformed by the mist, it also dissipated.