‘Boom! Boom! Boom!’
The tan snake's ferocious flames filled the sky.
The cold flames are like rain, and the scene is extremely gorgeous.
The battle between Qin Sang and Yin Changsheng created a much greater momentum than Tong Lingyu. Except for the Yin-Slaying Blood Pool, the grotto was now beyond recognition.
The snake vibrates its long tail frequently, and every time it lashes out, it is like a blue lightning. The astonishing destructive power will bring the Seven Souls Killing Formation to the verge of collapse.
Cold flames danced in the void.
Qin Sang and Liuli are like fragile ancestors struggling to survive in the bitter cold winter, facing the most terrifying beasts in the world.
Liuli completely surrendered herself to Qin Sang, and devoted all her attention to fighting for the spiritual treasure with Yin Changsheng.
Qin Sang hugged Liuli, her orifices were covered with blood, and she looked very miserable. She retreated again and again.
The Seven Souls Killing Formation is worthy of being the only sword formation recorded in the "Yuanshen Swordsmanship Chapter". It resists the spirit treasures and is on the verge of collapse time and time again, but always rises from the ashes at the last moment.
Yin Changsheng originally thought that he would be able to successfully capture Qin Sang this time, but unfortunately it backfired.
Qin Sang was obviously hit hard and was on the verge of collapse.
Every time when he was about to lose, it was as if he had cast some secret technique to unleash his potential. New strength suddenly emerged, and he gained a moment of bravery to survive the crisis.
At this time, how could Yin Changsheng not understand that he had been tricked!
However, Yin Changsheng never imagined that his spiritual attack could not harm Qin Sang at all. He would only think that Qin Sang had a way to protect his soul and the injury was not as serious as it appeared.
Yin Changsheng was furious.
The snake's attacks become more ferocious according to its owner's state of mind.
Qin Sang's heart moved. Yin Changsheng had been unable to attack for a long time. He was obviously more anxious than at the beginning. The influence of the evil magic was unknowingly deepening. If it continued, Tong Lingyu's plan might really succeed.
However, Qin Sang always felt that it was inappropriate to deal with it this way.
It is tantamount to pinning hopes on your opponent.
Once variables arise, such as the opponent having an unexpected trump card, everything becomes futile.
He can have the Sun God Tree.
Is this the only method the dignified Master of Xuantian Palace has?
Throughout the journey of cultivation, Qin Sang has never been in the habit of waiting for death. He takes the initiative to fight for opportunities, so he can often turn danger into safety.
At this time.
Yin Changsheng repeated his old tricks.
The snake opened its huge mouth and its body merged into the cold flames again.
The cold flames bloomed like a cold sun, and the cave had completely turned into an ice cave. If a low-level monk came in, he would probably freeze to death on the spot.
‘Whoosh!’
Cold flames shot out.
It fell like a meteor, extremely fast.
Qin Sang's face was gloomy. Although he could resolve the crisis time and time again, he could only protect himself so far. He couldn't find any chance to fight back. It was like walking on the edge of a cliff, which consumed a lot of energy.
The golden sword trembled, making a clear sword sound, and once again transformed into a sword formation, working hard to protect its master.
'boom!'
The bright flowing fire pierced through the dark sword formation, its momentum was overwhelming, destroying countless sword threads.
No surprises.
The sword array was penetrated once again.
Qin Sang had expected this. He tightened his arms slightly and moved tens of feet with Liuli. From the beginning of the battle to now, he had been circling the edge of the cave, but his mind was always locked on the blood pool, and he gradually made new discoveries.
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It seems that the Qi mechanism of the Killing Yin Blood Pond is not related to Yin Changsheng himself, but to the Ice Coffin!
'call out!'
Qin Sang landed on the ground and before he could stand firmly, he suddenly felt something strange above him, and a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart.
Above their heads, cold mist shrouded, and a big white hand appeared out of nowhere.
The five fingers of his big hand were spread out, and he grabbed Liuli as fast as an eagle's claws.
Yin Changsheng predicted where Qin Sang would land, and his hands were extremely fast, giving them no time to dodge.
It is somewhat similar to the secret technique used by the monk surnamed Yue during the trial in the bathing pool.
However, this big white hand is smaller than that of the Yue monk, but it is more solid, and its speed and power are not comparable to that of the Yue monk.
"Another top secret technique!"
Qin Sang sighed deeply.
I don’t know how many secret techniques are stored in Xuantian Palace. Yin Changsheng is really not the master of this sect for nothing. Top secret techniques are emerging one after another, and he can only be tired of dealing with them.
'puff!'
His hands are as fast as lightning.
At the critical moment, Qin Sang's eyes flashed with determination.
Immediately afterwards, a silver-white lightning bolt shot out from Qin Sang's dantian, arriving first and hitting the palm of his big hand.
'Snapped!'
The big hand froze, then disintegrated and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qin Sang and Liuli were unscathed.
Lei Si, who seems slender and frail, can easily break this magical power.
Qin Sang could no longer hide, so he had to expose another trump card and use the divine light of the Heavenly Eye to resolve the crisis. After the Heavenly Eye Butterfly advanced, the divine light of the Heavenly Eye also improved slightly, and he could seize the opportunity more accurately, and the best opportunity was just now.
In a battle of wits, such an opportunity rarely arises, but it is not a waste.
However, this is not a good sign for Qin Sang. Using one of his trump cards will result in one less card. Yin Changsheng will definitely take precautions next time and it will be difficult to achieve success.
The secret technique was broken inexplicably.
Yin Changsheng did not expect this situation at all, and his expression froze.
His eyes were fixed on Qin Sang's Dantian. The divine light from his Celestial Eye appeared so suddenly just now that he didn't see clearly whether it was a magic weapon or something else.
Suddenly, there was a brief stagnation in the cave.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Qin Sang flashed to the other side with Liuli, panting heavily, and quickly stuffed a few elixirs into his mouth, which was better than nothing.
The golden sword flew back quietly.
Qin Sang stared at the ice coffin, secretly alert in her heart, Yin Changsheng suddenly stopped, there must be a monster if something goes wrong.
"good!"
"very good!"
Yin Changsheng's gloomy voice came from the ice coffin.
Not only was he hoarse, but he also had a stronger sense of madness, and he also had obvious anger, which was extremely weird. He was extremely tired and angry at Qin Sang's tireless resistance.
"I didn't expect that there would be anyone in this world who could force me out of the Xuanjian Tower!"
Yin Changsheng's tone suddenly turned cold.
Qin Sang's eyes were slightly focused, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart. Tong Lingyu still didn't understand his palace master well enough!
next moment.
The cold mist inside the ice coffin suddenly rolled violently, and Yin Changsheng's figure loomed, seemingly standing up from the ice coffin.
At the same time, a white light slowly flew up from the ice coffin.
Inside the white light is an extremely gorgeous nine-story building, which is Yin Changsheng's magic weapon - the Xuanjian Tower!
The whole body of the Hanging Sword Tower is crystal clear, as if carved from a piece of black ice, and every decoration is extremely exquisite. The nine floors are hollow, with no walls and only four pillars to support it.
In the center of each small building, there is a sword hanging.
The sword body, like the Hanging Sword Tower, is also carved from black ice. It is similar in size and shape, but the patterns and calligraphy on each sword are different, but they are all ancient characters that few people recognize.
Nine floors, nine hanging swords.
The Hanging Sword Tower got its name from this.
The moment he saw the Xuanjian Tower, Qin Sang's expression changed drastically, and he truly felt that his life was in danger.
Another spiritual treasure?
This chapter has been completed!