Although Xu Chen was on the verge of collapse at this time, he could still hold on.
Ever since the soul-catching bell was broken by the phantom of the demon wolf, he felt that the scattered consciousness was returning, but it was very slow. He could only barely control his vitality and control the air, and it was completely impossible to launch another spiritual attack.
He saw Guo Ming's death clearly, so he felt that his last hope of survival had fallen into the abyss.
They guessed right, Lin Qiuya did have a problem.
But this white-clothed monk has a strong aura and is also a strong man in the True Yuan Realm.
Not to mention the True Yuan Realm, even if a monk who has just entered the Kaiyuan Realm comes, he will most likely be cut into pieces.
After packing up Guo Ming's magic weapon and storage bag, the monks in white and Lin Qiuya came from the air and stood in front of Xu Chen a few feet away.
"The three fellow Taoists from the Taiyuan Sect are really powerful. Their cultivation level is no higher than that of the Kaiyuan Realm. They actually killed two True Yuan Realm monks in a row. It really opened Yuan's eyes." The monk in white looked at the shaky Xu Chen with a smile on his face.
Xu Chen grinned with a smile that was uglier than crying, and said: "You are not bad either. You have worked hard for this blood god grass, but if you want it, it will be difficult for you!"
As he spoke, Xu Chen's spiritual consciousness reached into the storage bag, and he was about to take out the Blood God Grass and destroy it, but the voice of the Ninth Senior Brother's spiritual consciousness sounded like a gossamer in his ears: "Little Junior Brother, there is a red talisman in the storage bag.
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Xu Chen was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously scanned it, and found a red-as-jade talisman among them, so he took it out without hesitation.
The monk in white clothes was not surprised but smiled and said: "It seems that my guess is good. The phantom of the demon wolf just now was your last resort to use the soul attack. Unfortunately, it has already been used to deal with Guo Ming. Even if you still have a second-grade spiritual talisman,
So what, it's just a struggle before death, let me show you my protective magic weapon, so that you can be convinced to die.
After saying that, the monk in white flipped his hand and threw out a simple bronze mirror. It suddenly enlarged to a size of more than ten feet, releasing a misty blue light that enveloped him and Lin Qiuya.
"Junior brother, what are you waiting for..." Xu Chen's ears heard the weak and inaudible voice of the ninth brother again.
Xu Chen gritted his teeth and used all his consciousness to lock onto Lin Qiuya and the two of them. He gritted his teeth and crushed the jade talisman. A terrifying suction force came from his dantian. The vitality in his dantian suddenly poured into the jade talisman like a river bursting its embankment, instantly draining all his vitality.
After being evacuated, the remaining vitality in the meridians was also extracted and began to collapse. However, as a large amount of vitality was poured in, a ball of red light exploded in the air and suddenly turned into a ball of red flames rising into the sky.
"Hey~~"
With a cry that penetrated the soul, the flames condensed into a firebird that was more than ten feet in size. A terrifying aura rolled out, and with a flap of its wings, it rushed towards Lin Qiuya and the two of them with flames filling the sky.
The white-clothed monk was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and laughed, as if he was about to burst into tears.
"He's doing this again, maybe he thinks I don't know it's just a phantom talisman..."
The white-clothed monk was as steady as a mountain and didn't care, letting the firebird pounce on his protective aura.
"Boom~"
There was a terrifying explosion, and as the earth shook and the earth shook, the ancient bronze mirror hanging above the white-clothed monk's head shattered and flew into the air without knowing where to go, while the ferocious flaming giant bird rushed towards the two of them.
"Third-grade spiritual talisman..."
The white-clothed monk instantly felt the ghost of death. He raised his hand and pushed Lin Qiuya forward while screaming, then turned around and ran away.
Although Xu Chen was dizzy and his head was muddy, he didn't know why the flame phantom symbol became real, but he knew that this was the only chance to survive at the moment. Lin Qiuya was weak and not worth mentioning, but this monk in white was
He couldn't let go at all, otherwise it would be impossible to die together, so he forcibly gathered his spiritual consciousness, and the giant flame bird gave up on Lin Qiuya and pounced on the white-clothed monk.
"Boom~"
The third-level spiritual talisman is equivalent to a strike from a strong man in the Danyuan Realm. The power is naturally not comparable to that of the second-level spiritual talisman. The attack speed is naturally arbitrary, and there is no need for Xu Chen to intervene too much. Under the guidance of his divine consciousness, the fire bird carries the sky all over the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the flames fell on the monk in white and enveloped him instantly.
"Ah, junior sister...save me..."
The white-clothed monk twisted and rolled in the flames, letting out shrill screams, but within a few breaths, he lost his voice. His body was quickly burned into charcoal in the blazing flames, and then turned into black powder and floated away from the flames.
Then several storage bags and magic weapons fell from the flames.
Xu Chen didn't bother with the storage bag and magic weapon, but stared at Lin Qiuya.
Because of the defense of the ancient bronze mirror, most of the power of the third-grade talisman was actually consumed. Although he succeeded in burning the white-clothed monk to death in the end, Xu Chen could no longer control it and could only let the flames quickly dissipate and disappear.
Lin Qiuya was like a puppet who had lost her soul, standing in the air and watching her senior brother turn to ashes in the flames. Finally, the red light in the sky disappeared, and the world returned to darkness and tranquility.
However, this kind of darkness could not block the monk's sight.
Xu Chen had already stuffed a Great Yuan Pill into his mouth. While he was alert to Lin Qiuya, he was also constantly using magic formulas to regain his energy.
The talisman he had just activated not only drained his vitality, but also squeezed out all the remaining vitality in his meridians. At this time, the meridians were already full of cracks, and he was shaking all over in pain under the impact of the vitality.
But he didn't dare to relax at all, instead he gritted his teeth and continued to forcefully absorb the energy.
The two of them just stood in the dark night sky without saying a word. Half a moment passed before Lin Qiuya suddenly trembled and seemed to come back to her senses.
Xu Chen's face turned pale, he endured the pain and calmed his mind and said: "Lin Qiuya, if you never take action against us, I can spare your life."
Lin Qiuya sighed: "My infatuation with you is in vain, I didn't expect you to treat me like this!"
Xu Chen:……
After another ten breaths, Lin Qiuya turned around, faced Xu Chen and said softly: "Thank you Daoist Xu for not killing me. I will let this matter go. I will never do anything about the Blood God Grass."
Say it and say goodbye!"
After saying that, Lin Qiuya released the flying sword, which turned into a ray of light and disappeared suddenly.
Xu Chen relaxed in one breath, and as soon as his vision went dark, he fell from the sky and hit the rocky hillside with a thud.
Soon, Brother Ninth, like an invincible little strongman, crawled to him from the darkness, put his hand on his neck to test it, then took a long breath and touched him all over, and got the storage bag.
He sat down slowly, took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and then started to practice Qigong.
Xu Chen was dazed and didn't know how long it took before he woke up. His eyes were still dark, but there was one more person beside him.
Xu Chen felt as if his whole body had been roasted in a stove. There was no pain anywhere, but his consciousness was still relatively clear, so he forced himself to get up and said, "Brother, how long have I been unconscious?"
"It's almost an hour. It's not a good time to stay here for a long time. We need to find our junior sister and leave here quickly!"
"Okay!" Xu Chen also knew that this place was indeed dangerous.
In just half an hour, three life-and-death battles broke out in succession. The aura and sound generated by the battle could spread at least hundreds of miles around, and no one could guarantee that there were no other monks following behind.
The reason why it is still safe at the moment may be that the three battles caused too much noise, so many monks did not dare to come to investigate the situation.
A full-strength strike from the Danyuan Realm has almost overwhelming power. Even if the powerful Danyuan Realm follows them, they don't dare to act rashly, not to mention that the people who come to the capital to celebrate their birthdays this time are all low-level Kaiyuan Realm people.
monk.
Within tens of thousands of miles around, there is probably not even a single monk in the Danyuan realm, and there are very few in the True Yuan realm.
Xu Chen endured the pain and stood up. His head was still dizzy, but his energy had recovered somewhat, so he flew up with his sword, let go of his consciousness and searched the nearby hillside, and soon found Zhao Xuan.
Zhao Xuan was in a very bad condition. She blocked Liang Feng's blow for Xu Chen and half of her body was covered in blood and flesh. But luckily, she still had breath.
Xu Chen carried Zhao Xuan back to the Ninth Senior Brother, and then used his sword to search carefully in the nearby mountains and valleys. He found the storage bags, formation disks, and bronze mirrors of Senior Brother Liang Feng, Guo Ming, and Lin Qiuya respectively.
Soul-catching bells, flying swords, short spears and other magic weapons were then collected together and brought back.
Looking at the numerous magic weapons that he had never dared to think of before, Brother Ninth Brother's face was so painful that his molars were exposed when he smiled.
"This war is not unjust. As expected, murder and robbery are the fastest ways to make a fortune."
Xu Chen's smile was uglier than his tears. His face twitched violently and he said, "It's no good luck today, otherwise we will all die. Senior sister's situation is very bad, let's leave quickly."
Brother Ninth stood up unsteadily and said: "My spirit is scattered, my Dantian is damaged, and I can no longer wield the sword."
Xu Chen had no choice but to release his flying sword, hold Zhao Xuan and sit on it, and let the Ninth Senior Brother sit behind him and hold his waist tightly. The three of them jumped into the air like a horse, and then clung to the forest as if they were drunk.
The valley goes southeast.
Because his energy was low and his soul was injured, Xu Chen actually had a hard time. He could barely control the sword. However, every time he flew ten or twenty miles, he had to come down to meditate and rest. At the same time, he found every opportunity to use soul beads to repair his soul.
Flying like this, by the time the sky lit up in the east, the three of them had flown more than two hundred miles.
But Xu Chen couldn't hold on any longer, so he found a hidden cave in the wilderness, plunged in, sealed off his five senses, and began to meditate with all his strength.