The old man guarding the tomb said that he wanted Su Yun to be captured by himself, but after he finished speaking, he took action directly.
He remained motionless, but a wave of light blood-colored air spewed out from his mouth, like a small snake, heading straight towards Su Yun.
Su Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and punched.
The force of Ba Lie's punch was like a cannonball, making a thunderous explosion.
With Su Yun's current strength, such a punch could easily penetrate the steel plate.
Just dissipating this invisible air wave, logically speaking, there would be no problem at all.
However, that air wave seemed to have a spirit. When faced with Su Yun's punch, it turned out to be like a small snake, twisting its body and dodging quickly.
With a faint flash of blood, the little air wave snake appeared in front of Su Yun.
As it swam, the protective shield condensed by the energy outside Su Yun's body was instantly dissolved to create a gap.
It was like a red-hot iron knife cutting into the ice and snow.
"Hey, although my golden elixir has been broken, the spiritual power I mobilized still contains some characteristics of the power of the golden elixir. How can it be so easily resisted?" The old man guarding the tomb let out a weird laugh.
He looked at Su Yun as if he were looking at a dead person.
That small blood-colored air wave snake seemed to be just something he spat out casually, but it contained the witchcraft energy that he had condensed for a long time.
In its heyday in the past, it could even contaminate the golden elixirs of other golden elixir monks.
Ordinary Xiantian realm masters will die if touched.
Even a strong person at the peak of the innate realm will be broken and eroded by the innate spirit body once he is hit by the air wave snake.
Although the old man's golden elixir is now broken and his condition is extremely weak, which greatly reduces the power of the air wave snake, it should still be no problem to kill an ordinary innate.
呲呲呲……
Just then, a strange sound sounded.
The air wave snake condensed with witchcraft energy penetrated all the protective energy outside Su Yun's body and touched his body.
The little air wave snake couldn't get in immediately.
Su Yun's jade-like skin was incredibly tough. The air wave snake couldn't get through it, but it swiped past it, but it left a purple-red burn mark.
"Huh? Your physical body is so powerful! You also practice the art of body refining?"
A trace of shock flashed in the eyes of the old man guarding the tomb.
It is simply unbelievable that the physical body has been condensed to be so powerful without even reaching the innate realm.
Even in the previous cultivation world, some sects that specialized in cultivating the physical body did not have such monsters.
"What a pure energy! I'm so impressed by the witchcraft essence energy you've condensed!"
Su Yun's palm suddenly reached out and grabbed the little air wave snake in his hand.
The little air wave snake kept twisting and turning, its blood shining brightly.
Su Yun was like holding a red-hot iron. Even though his body was strong, the palm of his hand that could be touched had been eroded purple by the witchcraft energy in it.
But he didn't let go.
The quality of this energy is so high that it was condensed by a witchcraft golden elixir monk, and it also contains a trace of golden elixir characteristics.
Although it is very dangerous, it is also a great tonic.
In today's apocalyptic era where resources are scarce, Su Yun will naturally not let go of this benefit.
"Refining!"
Power burst out between Su Yun's palms and fingers, and he used the flame furnace method in the Seven Transformations of Yuan Fire to condense it into a powerful furnace, sealing the little snake of air waves in it and causing it to vibrate continuously.
At the same time, he also used the Jiu Xuan Spirit Swallowing Technique and began to target the little air wave snake, forcibly extracting the traces of witchcraft energy inside and refining it into his body.
"What!!"
"What kind of method are you using? It can actually refine my witchcraft energy!"
The old man guarding the tomb almost had his eyes popping out of his head.
You must know that the small air snake he condensed with the energy of the witchcraft has a destructive nature. It is difficult for other monks, even those who are of the same lineage of the witchcraft, to refine it.