Chapter 1347 Twelve Cloud States

Chapter 1347 Twelve Cloud States

Lin Xuan couldn't help shrinking his pupils, feeling something was wrong, but with his supernatural powers, he naturally wouldn't be afraid of anything. Could it be possible for ghosts and ghosts in the mid-Yuanying stage to play tricks?

"Hehehe..."

A burst of creepy laughter came to the ears, and the body of Haotian Ghost Emperor dried up all of a sudden, as if his energy had been sucked dry by something.

Then a thick black mist rolled out from his celestial spirit cover, and after a flash, a grimace appeared.

His eyes, ears, mouth and nose were clearly that of the Haotian Ghost Emperor, but he lacked the slightest bit of refinement, and instead appeared extremely ferocious.

With a whimper, he ran towards Lin Xuan's body.

They turned into warehouses, and the distance between them was too close. Even with Lin Xuan's supernatural power, there was no way to hide, and they fell into the center of his eyebrows with a puff.

Take home!

In all fairness, this matter is extremely weird, not to mention how a mere ghost in the mid-Yuanying period can break free from the shackles of Yue'er's restriction, and it would be too presumptuous for him to take Lin Xuan away.

As we all know, Duoshe is an essential spell for high-level cultivators. As long as the advanced Nascent Soul is successful, everyone can use this supernatural power.

However, don't underestimate the art of seizing the house because of this. It also involves the laws of heaven and earth, and it can't be used if you want to use it. Otherwise, the whole world of cultivating immortals will not be completely messed up?

Not to mention the other harsh conditions, one thing is obvious.

High-level cultivators can take away low-level monks, but in reverse, they are obviously courting death.

Tracing back to the source is not about supernatural powers, but whether the seizure can be successful depends on the spiritual consciousness of both parties.

Haotian is only in the middle stage of Yuanying, but Lin Xuan is a great monk. The gap between the two sides, the ghost emperor will not be clear, but he still uses the technique of seizing the house, which obviously has something to rely on.

After the black mist sank between his eyebrows, Lin Xuan couldn't help showing a bit of pain on his face, and his facial features became distorted.

It hurts like a torn head.

Lin Xuan took a breath, and sat cross-legged with restraint, with his hands flat on his knees, mobilizing his magical powers and mana.

At this moment, Lin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness was empty.

A cloud of black air circled and danced inside.

Needless to say, it was naturally that old fellow Haotian.

Huh, the black mist flashed, condensed again, turned into a grimace again, and then circled around, shooting out like a distance.

As an immortal cultivator in the late Yuanying period, Lin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness is very vast.

After flying for a while, Haotian finally found his target.

It was a multicolored light cluster suspended in the vast sea of ​​consciousness,

Haotian was overjoyed, and the grimace shot away at a faster speed.

The so-called seizing the house sounds complicated, but it is actually very simple. It is to swallow the other party's primordial spirit and occupy the sea of ​​consciousness.

On the surface, the strength of the cultivator's primordial spirit is directly proportional to the mana of the realm, but it is actually more closely related to the spiritual consciousness.

The stronger the consciousness, the stronger the primordial spirit.

Of course, under normal circumstances, spiritual consciousness also increases with the growth of the realm, which is why high-level cultivators can win over low-level monks, but in turn, they are purely looking for death.

However, this is just generally speaking, there are always exceptions to everything.

For example, Haotian, an old guy, has a strange secret technique in his cultivation, which can double his spiritual consciousness in a short period of time.

However, the conditions are extremely harsh, and the price paid is even more jaw-dropping. The entire body will dry up and be used to nourish the skyrocketing primordial spirit.

I don't know which senior expert created the secret technique. On the surface, it is simply a tasteless thing, and there is no use for it.

After all, the soaring soul can only last for a meal, and the body will be destroyed for this, unless the head is kicked by the donkey.

However, at this moment, Haotian's face is full of complacency. This seemingly tasteless spell is just suitable for Duoshe.

Now his spiritual consciousness is strong, far above that of the general great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage.

As long as Lin Xuan's primordial spirit is swallowed, and with some effort, he will be able to successfully seize the body.

At that time, even if he couldn't advance immediately, he could still get a very powerful body, which would not only save him from danger, but also step into the late stage of Nascent Soul sooner or later.

Haotian thought beautifully, with an extremely ferocious look on his face.

That little guy surnamed Lin, if he didn't kill him right away, would be the biggest mistake he made, but it's too late to regret it.

Roar!

The dark wind blew up, and amidst the ghostly aura, Haotian's face turned into a bloody mouth, with sharp teeth gleaming, and he bit down fiercely towards the colorful light ball in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"court death!"

The aura of light flickered, and it also changed into a face.

He looked extremely ordinary, and his facial features were exactly the same as Lin Xuan's.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and the colorful halo flickered all over his body, turning into a startled rainbow, facing the bloody mouth without fear.

The sound of puff puff came to the ears, and the two fought each other in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After a while, the two sides parted, the mist of black air visibly faded, and the ghost face that was conjured was also half smaller.

"Impossible, I have clearly used a secret technique, and my spiritual consciousness is far superior to that of ordinary late-stage monks. Why..." the Haotian Ghost Emperor said in horror.

"Hmph, Mr. Lin thought you were trying to play some tricks. It turned out that you were trying to win me over. Yes, yes, your secret technique is interesting, and it can increase your spiritual consciousness. But I would like to ask my friends, do you think you are better than me?" How about monk Lihe, if you can’t ask yourself, then you can die in peace.” The five-color light group flashed, and it also transformed into Lin Xuan’s face, and there was a murderous look in his eyes, and he spoke coldly.

Before he finished speaking, the five-color aura suddenly surged, rushing towards the other party like water breaking a bank.

On the other side, after hearing what Lin Xuan said, Ghost Emperor Haotian's face turned ashen, knowing that he had kicked an iron plate.

I can only say that time does not wait for me, his calculations are not wrong, but Lin Xuan can't use common sense to deduce that when the blue star sea purifies the medicine and materials, it also has the effect of training the spiritual consciousness.

If it is said that Lin Xuan can fight head-on with the monks in the early stage of separation and reunion with the help of the Tongtian Lingbao, it is more or less tricky. After all, his strength is slightly inferior and he needs to rely on the power of the magic weapon.

That light is more spiritual, Lin Xuan is proud enough, thanks to the blessing of the blue star sea, he is confident that his spiritual consciousness is strong enough to compare with the old monsters in the early stage of separation and separation, and he does not need to use magic weapons, and he will not be inferior.

It is said that people plan things, but heaven makes things happen. The Ghost Emperor Haotian is really amazing, but he just met such a perverted Lin Xuan.

After using the strange secret technique, he was able to win the Great Immortal Cultivator of the late Nascent Soul, but against Shang Lin Xuan, the result was obvious.

The plan failed, seeing the other party rushing towards him viciously, the Ghost Emperor Haotian naturally didn't want to sit and wait for death, turned into a dark wind, and flew backwards.

Want to escape from the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't just watch from the sidelines.

The five-color startled rainbow flashed, and countless small light clusters flew out of it, stretched up and became longer, and turned into a small and exquisite flying sword.

Like a gust of wind and rain, it shoots towards the opponent.

The screams came to the ears, and although the ghost mist transformed into a shield, it couldn't resist it at all.

Another small piece was cut off.

The remaining ghost fog became thinner and thinner.

Lin Xuan's consciousness flew close, and also transformed into a mouth, without saying a word, swallowed the cut ghost fog, and then changed into a face, with a satisfied look in his eyes, looking at Yuanshen. Said, this thing is a great supplement.

Licking his tongue, Lin Xuan commanded Feijian to continue chasing after the remaining ghost fog.

...

In the blink of an eye, the effort of a cup of tea passed.

Lin Xuan, who was in meditation like an old monk, suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he also showed a look of joy on his face.

On the surface, I don't seem to have lost anything, but if I think about it carefully, the experience this time is very dangerous. If it weren't for the training of the blue star sea, which made my consciousness comparable to separation and reunion, I am afraid that this time I was really taken by the cunning The ghost emperor seized the house.

At that time, it will be beyond redemption.

The cunning old fellow.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes again, and now Haotian's primordial spirit has been completely devoured by him, he doesn't need to search for the soul, and he can grasp the memory of the other party one by one.

After a while, Lin Xuan's face showed a strange look.

No wonder Haotian is so great. Although he is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, his status is not trivial. He actually has the blood of the bloodthirsty ghost clan, and he is also of the royal family.

Of course, it is very rare, but you must know that the bloodthirsty ghost king is also one of the six kings of the underworld, and his supernatural powers and mana can be compared with the king of Tiansha Ming.

The bloodthirsty ghost clan is very cunning by nature.

Of course, in addition to Haotian's life experience, Lin Xuan also found some other interesting things, but there is no time to deal with them now.

The top priority is that there are still things to do. Haotian, an old guy, must be wiped out cleanly. Looking through his memory, Lin Xuan found that he still has a backup.

"Hmph, that's really cunning, but Lin has already suffered once, and this time, he will never give you another chance."

Lin Xuan muttered to himself, and then turned into a startled rainbow and flew out of the cave.

This is a deep canyon, and the peaks on both sides are shining with aura, but the air ban has no effect at all, Lin Xuan will not let the opponent escape.

...

At the same time, at the entrance of Qingshi Gorge.

The short and fat old man suddenly trembled without warning.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" The young monk was stunned, his expression a little stunned.

Then he stepped forward quickly. After all, both of them were dispatched here, and their relationship with each other was still good.

He was a little curious. The old man hadn't practiced kung fu, so it was impossible for him to get angry. Although the foundation-building monks were not worth mentioning, they had already fasted and their bodies were invulnerable to all diseases. How could the old man suddenly appear so uncomfortable?

Seeing that the distance between the two was several feet away, the old man suddenly raised his head, a pair of blood-red eyes, and a terrifying Yin Qi rolled out.

"Ah You……"

The young monk was stunned.

But before he could make a move, the old man opened his mouth, and a ray of sharp light flew out, wrapped around his neck, and chopped off the opponent's head.

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