Chapter 323: The Remaining Blade Achieves Success

Xiao Lin's face was uncertain. The purple-haired young man made it clear, but even Meng Huojiao, Lin Xueying and Bai Shuangzhi knew about it.

Xiao Lin glanced at Meng Huojiao from the corner of his eye and found that she was looking at him with a surprised expression on her face, frowning slightly and looking thoughtful. Bai Shuangzhi in the distance looked at Xiao Lin with a pale face, her face was also full of surprise, and her eyes were still pitiful.

As for Lin Xueying, she was still closing her eyes to regulate her breath and recover from her injuries. I don't know if she heard it, but in Xiao Lin's opinion, even if Lin Xueying was running her magic power and regulating her injuries at this moment, she would never close her five senses, so she probably heard it.

"Your evil clone is unlucky. He was poisoned by the Ten Death Poison and lost his physical body. He can't use magic tools. I can only say that he is unlucky. In this case, Xiao will send your clone down with you. It can be regarded as a companion on the road of reincarnation."

"Hehe, my evil clones are not qualified for reincarnation. Even if you kill me, if my real body knows about it, you will never escape the fate of falling."

"Wait until he knows." Xiao Lin's face was full of murderous intent. He gently pointed at the Sanyuan magic flag beside him. The Sanyuan magic flag turned and flashed to the top of the purple-haired young man's head.

At the same time, Xiao Lin pointed at the golden net that was suspended above the purple-haired young man's head and was supported by the catching magic hand. A raging flame suddenly burned on the golden net, and the dark purple flame actually gathered at the place where the catching magic hand grabbed.

Under the burning flames, the magic energy of the catching magic hand immediately dimmed, and the golden net was covered over the purple-haired young man again.

Moreover, the surface of the golden net was burning with dark purple flames, like a fire net, covering the purple-haired young man.

The purple-haired young man showed a trace of surprise in his eyes, as if he could not believe that the young man in front of him could control the flames so well, but he did not show any fear.

Feeling a great power in his body explode from his dantian, and then turned into rolling demonic energy, flowing all over his body, the blood-like spirit pill he swallowed was called purple blood, and it was extremely difficult to refine this purple blood pill.

The material required was the blood of the dragon-like transformed demon cultivators. The transformed demon cultivators were already extremely rare, and the dragon contained the blood of the immortal spirits of heaven and earth in its body. Even if it was just a trace, it was precious.

This purple blood pill itself contained great energy, and it could also completely stimulate the potential in the cultivator's body, allowing the cultivator to burst out with combat power far beyond the usual in a short period of time.

The purple blood pill in the purple-haired young man's hand was not really made from the blood essence of a transformed dragon demon cultivator. Otherwise, even if he took the purple blood pill, he would explode and die on the spot. The purple blood pill he swallowed was from a dragon demon cultivator in the demon pill period killed by Jiumo Luo.

It was made by extracting its blood essence from its body. In terms of spiritual efficacy, it is less than one-tenth of the real purple blood pill, but even so, it is enough to make the purple-haired young man burst out with super strong combat power.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in the dark flames emitting from the purple-haired young man, Xiao Lin and Meng Huojiao's faces changed at the same time.

The purple-haired young man held one hand upright in front of his chest, and the obscure spell sounded again. At the same time, a purple light shield emerged from his chest and wrapped him in it in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Xiao Lin's golden net just fell down, covering the purple-haired young man and the purple sphere together.

But no matter how the dark purple flames on the golden net burned, there was still no way to get the purple sphere.

At this time, Xiao Lin saw a purple spiritual light flashing on the palm of the purple-haired young man's hand, which became more and more intense.

"Purple Ying Demon Light?" Xiao Lin's face turned very ugly. Meng Huojiao's pretty face was also pale and bloodless at this moment. If this terrifying Purple Ying Demon Light came again, she would not be sure that she could resist it again.

Xiao Lin's eyes flickered, and hesitant in his heart, but he glanced at Meng Huojiao, whose face was pale, and then looked at the pitiful Bai Shuangzhi and Lin Xueying who closed her eyes and adjusted her breath, and a firm look appeared on his face.

Xiao Lin gritted his teeth secretly, and patted the storage bag on his waist with his right hand. With a "hum", a half-foot-long white broken blade appeared in front of Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin understood that he could not let the purple-haired young man send out the Purple Ying Demon Light again no matter what. This kind of magic secret technique was incredibly powerful, and his own spiritual shield was useless in front of it. In the end, if it were not for the Qingyan Spirit Fire, the remaining Purple Ying Demon Light would be eliminated.

At this moment, he was most likely like Lin Xueying, seriously injured and fell to the ground, so he didn't care about hiding his means anymore. No matter what, he had to find a way to kill the purple-haired young man first.

Although the Green Flame Spiritual Fire was extremely powerful, once it was used, it was too ostentatious, and Xiao Lin was not sure whether the Green Flame Spiritual Fire could break the purple light shield.

In contrast, the power of the broken blade gave Xiao Lin some confidence. After all, the broken blade could even tear the golden net that was at least a magic weapon, so it was very likely to deal with the purple light shield protecting the purple-haired young man.

Xiao Lin pointed at the broken blade floating beside him, and the broken blade immediately burst into a faint white light. Xiao Lin took out two more Qi Yuan Dan from the storage bag, threw them into his mouth without even looking at them, and then infused magic power into the broken blade.

Almost in the space of a breath, most of the magic power in Xiao Lin's Dantian was sucked away, making his face extremely pale. As he took the Qi Yuan Dan, magic power slowly grew in his Dantian to replenish his loss.

The white light on the broken blade became more and more intense, almost impossible to look directly at. Meng Huojiao also looked at the broken blade emitting white light beside Xiao Lin with a face full of horror. Although she could not see the power of this seemingly broken magic weapon, she felt a sense of danger that made her heart palpitate just from the dazzling white light.

Lin Xueying, who was sitting with her eyes closed and regulating her breath, seemed to have felt something in her heart and could not help but open her eyes, her eyes full of surprise.

Bai Shuangzhi was leaning against a dark rock, her pale face was also full of astonishment. Like Meng Huojiao, she felt a dangerous breath that frightened her from the broken blade.

The purple-haired young man who was chanting a spell suddenly opened his eyes. After seeing the white light, a trace of fear appeared on his face. The spell stopped abruptly, and the purple light ball on his chest slowly rotated.

"Go." After sensing the danger of the broken blade in front of Xiao Lin, the purple-haired young man interrupted the spell on his own initiative. Although the Purple Ying Demon had not yet reached its strongest attack power, he chose to start it in advance in order to prevent Xiao Lin from completing the infusion of mana.

A thick purple spiritual light shot towards Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin's face was full of ruthlessness, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He gently pointed to the broken blade in front of him, which had turned into a ball of white light about the size of a foot, and gently said the word "break."

A flash of white light flashed and passed by, and actually directly crossed a distance of several feet, rushed directly into the purple spiritual light, and then split the purple spiritual light into two in the horrified eyes of everyone.

The purple light transformed by the Purple Ying Demon was directly cut off from the middle, and the white light suddenly accelerated towards the direction of the purple-haired young man, and disappeared without a trace after a slight flash.

The purple-haired young man didn't even think of dodging, and he felt his whole body go limp. He looked at the purple demonic light he had emitted with horror, which was split in the middle and turned into purple spiritual light flying around.

A ray of white light passed through the purple-haired young man's chest, bypassed a long trajectory, and flew back to Xiao Lin's side, quietly floating, but the white light on the surface had completely dimmed, revealing half of the white blade.

The purple-haired young man lowered his head and saw a small hole the size of a thumb on his chest. There was a faint white light flashing outside the small hole.

A sense of powerlessness surged into the purple-haired young man's sea of ​​consciousness. He was unwilling, as if he couldn't believe that he was defeated like this, defeated by an unknown inner disciple of the Ancient Xuan Sect.

Although he was in the realm of great perfection of foundation building, the Yuan Shen in his body was the Yuan Shen of a Yuan Ying cultivator who had been tempered by thousands of hammers.

Xiao Lin felt the broken blade beside him. Most of the mana he had infused into the broken blade had been consumed. He was somewhat relieved that the purple-haired youth's Purple Ying Demonic Light had not been truly completed. If it had been truly completed, he would not have been able to kill the purple-haired youth with the power of the broken blade.

Once the broken blade was ineffective, he could only reveal the Blue Flame Spirit Fire Secret Technique. At this point, he had revealed all his cards, but he would never do so unless it was the last moment.

Lin Xueying and Bai Shuangzhi were familiar with him. In his opinion, they should not have any bad thoughts about him, but Meng Huojiao was different. Beihan Jin had already fallen, so there was naturally no threat to him.

But Meng Huojiao was the biological daughter of Grandma Yuanbao of Qianfu Sect. He had learned about Grandma Yuanbao from Bai Shuangzhi. This person and the Blood Talisman Patriarch of Qianfu Sect were both good and evil characters. In the end, evil was greater than good.

Xiao Lin was really worried about the daughter trained by such a person. Moreover, after the death of the purple-haired young man, they still had to face a realistic problem, that is, how to deal with the innate evil stone?

Without knowing, just hearing the name, Xiao Lin knew that this innate evil stone must be extremely precious. If it is really an innate spiritual material, Xiao Lin believes that any cultivator who cultivates immortality will be jealous.

Whether they can still be as harmonious as they are now at that time is hard to say.

"Pah~" The purple-haired young man fell to the ground, his eyes closed, his face pale, and he was no longer breathing.

Xiao Lin looked at the body of the purple-haired young man, with a look of doubt on his face. Although the broken blade was sharp, it did not have the ability to kill the cultivator's soul. Therefore, in his opinion, even if the purple-haired young man was killed by the broken blade, at most his body would be destroyed, and his soul should still be in his body.