Chapter 137 Thunder in the Palm

Chapter 137 Thunder in the Palm

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I saw cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the huge black rock in front, from shallow to deep, and the gravel fell down.

All of a sudden, the Yin Qi was strong, and a black light shot out from the rock, breaking up Lin Xuan's formula for picking the elixir.

The young man's face darkened.

The roaring sound became more and more horrific.

The screams of someone before death, the roar of monsters, all kinds of weird sounds entangled together, it was creepy.

The sky also became very dark, and thick black fog escaped from the rocks. There were many ghosts in the fog, and the terrible hostility made people go crazy.

Even the resentment in the Hundred Soul Banner is far inferior. What kind of ghost is this? Lin Xuan showed a trace of solemnity on his face. He originally thought that the guardian of the heaven and earth elixir was a monster, but he did not expect it to be a ghost.

With such a heavy resentment, I don't know how many cultivators have fallen here.

Lin Xuan once read a legend about this situation in a book.

The elixir of heaven and earth has always been contested by monks and monsters, because no matter whether it is a human or a monster, after taking it, it is very beneficial to the improvement of cultivation.

Killing fallen cultivators for heaven and earth elixir, some re-entered reincarnation, and some souls stayed here because they were full of resentment. , nor let others take it away.

The same goes for monsters.

The ghosts flying out of the thick fog at this moment are the souls of monks and monsters who have fallen here for thousands of years.

Roar!

Lin Xuan had a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth under the stern wind. It seemed that there was no way to cheat. If he wanted to pick the elixir, he had to get rid of the ghosts in front of him first.

Lin Xuan took out a talisman from his bosom, driven by spiritual power, the talisman burned up, and two big golden characters appeared in the air - breaking evil!

This talisman is auxiliary in nature, but it is very useful for ghosts and ghosts.

The golden light flashed, and the two demon souls who rushed to the front screamed, and their bodies and spirits were completely destroyed.

But Lin Xuan was not at ease, these were only the two weakest of the ghosts, and the evil-breaking talisman only drove away a little bit of thick fog.

Those fierce ghosts were flying around, howling and pounced on them from time to time. Lin Xuan had already sacrificed the flying sword. Although the ghosts were intangible and invisible, the flying swords containing spiritual power could still kill them easily.

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At the same time, the killing in Xiyuejian was coming to an end. Most of the monks who entered here had been killed by the Fire Spirit Gate, and only a few with profound mana and alert minds remained in the world.

"Haha, little girl, you are doomed, obediently present the Qiushui sword, and then become the master's double xiu cauldron, and I will let you live."

Xiang Wu laughed wildly, with a malicious look in his eyes, looking at the girl's pretty figure, this Qin Yan really deserves the reputation of being a fairy in the cloud, she looks really good.

In the sky, a ray of blue light and a ray of golden light are flying up and down, chasing endlessly...

After listening to the other party's words, Qin Yan's beautiful face showed a trace of shame and anger, it's abominable that a dignified cultivator in the foundation establishment period is so shameless.

But when she heard the words "Shuangxiu Ding Furnace", she also felt panic. If she was really caught by the other party, she would have no chance of survival.

Originally thought that he could escape successfully with the teleportation talisman, but he didn't expect that the other party was good at tracking, like a maggot attached to a bone, he couldn't get rid of it no matter how he shook it.

In the end, it was inevitable to fight, Qin Yan was quite proud of her own strength, but that shameless guy was a master of the Foundation Establishment Stage...

Xiang Wu did not kill Qin Yan, but manipulated the golden thread big ring sword to fight with Qin Yan. His intention was very clear, after exhausting the opponent's spiritual power, he would capture him alive.

With Qin Yan's ice-snow intelligence, how could she not be clear about the other party's intentions?

Qin Yan took out a small blue bead from the storage ring, it was only the size of a longan, and it looked inconspicuous on the surface.

"Haha, little girl, obediently tie up your hands!"

The golden thread big ring knife swung the Qiushui sword, and stabbed down towards Qin Yan. In midair, he hit Wu Wu with a magic formula. A few beams of yellow light shot on the knife, and he spoke the truth: "Transformation."

Immediately, the spiritual weapon radiated golden light, twisted and deformed, and turned into the shape of a one-horned python.

This ability to change the shape of the spirit weapon can only be displayed by monks above the foundation. In a short period of time, the power of the spirit weapon can be increased by 20 to 30%.

However, there was no fear on Qin Yan's face. She even removed the shield, holding the blue bead in her left hand, and the spiritual power of her whole body surged into it.

Xiang Wu was taken aback by her strange behavior, but she didn't pay much attention to it. No matter how clever this girl was, she was only in the agile stage, and she couldn't possibly pose a threat to herself.

Xiang Wu's face was full of excitement at the thought that he could get the top-grade spiritual weapon Qiushui Sword and a beautiful double-xiu cauldron.

In the blink of an eye, the golden python had already arrived in front of the girl.

Only then did Qin Yan throw the bead up.

A piece of brilliant blue light dazzled so much that people couldn't keep their eyes open. In the blue light, countless bolts of lightning sizzled out. Feeling the terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power, the relaxed complacency on Xiang Wu's face disappeared, replaced by a face full of horror. .

"This... this spell."

He is very familiar with the spell in front of him, Thunder Palm, one of the high-level spells that only monks above the foundation can cast, and he can do it himself.

But the problem is, this fluctuation of spiritual power is too terrifying, and it is completely different from the movement when I cast it. Is it possible that the one who can have this kind of lightning in the palm of his hand is... a monk in the alchemy stage?

A blue electric glow swept across, and the majestic golden python just now was blown away, trembling, and fell from the sky, showing the prototype of the golden thread big ring knife.

It was just a suspicion just now, but now Xiang Wuze is sure that the seal in this blue bead must be the thunder in the palm of a monk in the alchemy stage.

Huan Yu: Khan, I got up late again today, sorry, sorry, there will still be many updates, please feel free to vote, thank you all.