Chapter 512 The opportunity has already been determined
"I don't know how this paper man tracked me down. Is it because of his special ability or by chance..."
"If it really keeps staring at me, it will be a bit troublesome."
Lu Xuan thought in his mind. He originally thought that he would be safe after escaping from the ghost. Unexpectedly, he encountered an evil spirit possessing the monk here. If he was not well prepared, he would probably fall into a trap.
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He shuttled quickly through the jungle, while the Void Nightmare and the Cloud-walking Lynx paid close attention to the surrounding situation. After a long time, there was no trace of the evil spirits, and he felt relieved.
"It's time to go find that old ghost Xuanyin."
"By cutting off my sarcophagus treasure, the Holy Infant Fruit in my yard will not get enough nutrients. I must settle the account with him."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Xuan's mouth.
In Duobao Tower, the stall owner was suppressed by the old ghost Xuanyin's cultivation and gave up the mysterious sarcophagus to the skinny old man. Lu Xuan had to give up.
But there was always a thorn in his heart, so he asked Yaogui Teng to remember the aura of the skinny old man to see if he had a chance to take back the treasure that belonged to him.
The demonic vine is extremely sensitive to various auras, especially spiritual plants. If it is within a certain range, it can search for the location of the skinny old man.
Gray vines emerged from Lu Xuan's cuffs, the top raised high, and he tapped lightly in a certain direction.
"In which direction?"
Lu Xuan confirmed to Yaogui Teng.
All the gray vines separated from the Demonic Vine nodded in unison.
"Okay, it looks like we can take back the sarcophagus. If I remember correctly, the old ghost Xuanyin also said that he has a fifth-grade spiritual seed unique to the sect, so I won't be polite."
Lu Xuan thought in his mind that his cultivation level was much weaker than that of the old man, but he was calculating mentally but not intentionally. Plus there were many fifth-grade treasures in his hand, including nearly sixty fourth-grade sword talismans, so he felt that he had a 98% chance of winning.
He followed the direction guided by the demonic vine, and after a moment, through the vision shared by the eyes in his hand through the sky, he saw the skinny old man who was speeding on his way.
Lu Xuan looked at the direction in which he was going, roughly estimated his speed, and met with the skinny old man in an area ahead.
"Um?"
The old man noticed that there were monks in front of him, and stopped very alertly. His spiritual consciousness swept over him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He speeded up a little, and landed in front of Lu Xuan like a vulture.
"Who am I? It turns out to be an old acquaintance."
"I didn't expect that your cultivation, which is only in the middle stage of foundation building, could escape from that ghost."
"But your good luck ends here."
"I got the sarcophagus treasure from you in Duobao Tower, which was a great opportunity."
"Unexpectedly, just after escaping from the evil spirit, I ran into you again and brought me another opportunity!"
The skinny old man sneered, the muscles in his back squirmed, and a blue-black baby crawled out of the body dripping with blood. His gray-white eyes stared at Lu Xuan, and he kept sucking the blood from his hands and body.
"Really? Maybe it's not necessarily my chance that fellow Taoist is me!"
Lu Xuan chuckled lightly, without any panic in his expression.
"If you have the same level of cultivation as me, you still have the qualifications to say this. You are only in the middle stage of foundation building, but you dare to speak so shamelessly. Just let my resentful boy eat you!"
When the old ghost Xuanyin heard Lu Xuan's words, he was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was another mystery in it, so he carefully explored Lu Xuan with his spiritual sense.
Lu Xuan had the Qingye Feather Clothes to cover his aura and restrain his spiritual power. No matter how cautious the skinny old man was, he would not be able to detect his true cultivation level.
He just felt funny in his heart, and with a thought, the belly of the green and black resentful child behind him continued to expand, and a series of extremely ferocious resentful souls flew out from it and attacked Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan opened his mouth and activated the mirage orb integrated into his throat.
"hold head high!"
A majestic dragon roar sounded, the sound wave rolled, and the sound wave evolved into many sharp weapons, covering all the resentful souls.
Under the impact of the strong sound wave, all the resentful souls almost disappeared, and their bodies almost disappeared directly. Even the skinny old man behind him had blood surging in his body, and the sound wave remained unabated, making him feel in a trance for a moment.
He came back to his senses and suddenly felt something was not good. Just when he was about to take countermeasures, a silvery white light appeared in his eyes.
An awl was spinning rapidly, and before he could react, it pierced directly into his mind.
"ah!!!"
In an instant, he felt that his soul was directly broken open by some sharp existence and split into two. Under the severe pain, his head almost burst open.
The skinny old man was rich in experience, and with the little wisdom he had left, he knew that he was in an extremely disadvantageous situation, so he bit the tip of his tongue hard, allowing his mind to recover less than Qingming.
Before he could react, countless sword energy roared towards him.
Seeing that he was in the perfect state of foundation building, Lu Xuan did not save anything. He used seven or eight fourth-grade sword talismans at once to sneak attack the skinny old man whose soul was seriously injured.
There is infinite sword energy in the huge waves, there is infinite sword energy in the sky under the scorching sun, and there is also infinite sword energy in the falling meteors. The place around the skinny old man seems to be a world of sword energy.
He knew in his heart that he had reached a critical moment, so he no longer held back the slightest, and summoned the swollen resentful child fed by blood essence into his body.
Suddenly, the flesh and blood all over his body expanded rapidly, forming a mountain like a mountain of flesh.
Countless flesh and blood arms sprouted from the mountain of meat, and thousands of resentful children and infants were squeezed together. Their facial features were densely packed with ferocious features, and they made bursts of sharp whistling sounds, which was extremely terrifying.
The endless sword energy fell on the mountain of flesh, and even though it cut off all the flesh and blood, it was also eliminated by the overlapping layers of flesh and blood.
When Lu Xuan saw Roshan for the first time, he knew that the old ghost Xuanyin had resorted to suppressing the bottom of the box, and his thoughts moved.
A golden and jade book appeared silently in front of him.
The jade book opened quietly, a crisp chirping sound sounded, and a barefoot golden crow silhouette several feet long flew out from the jade book.
The Golden Crow's whole body was burning with two-color flames of white and gold. The flames exuded the most yang and strong aura, and landed on the meat mountain with boundless power.
"No!"
Among the faces of countless resentful souls in Roshan, the blurred facial features of the skinny old man can be vaguely seen.
He felt the devastating power of the flames on the Golden Crow's body and let out a desperate roar.
Before the sound even fell, it was burned into black ash by the platinum flames, which fell to the ground and spread in a thick layer.
Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness swept over and confirmed that the skinny old man was dead. A smile appeared on his face.
"Who's fate is already determined by fate."
"From the moment you snatched my sarcophagus treasure, there was no other ending for you."
"I shouldn't, I shouldn't let my spiritual plant suffer the slightest injustice."
He floated in front of the thick black dust, and the dim shadow of the Golden Crow flew back into the "Pure Yang True Fire Barrel".
"Fortunately, I paid attention and didn't let Jinwu burn the evil cultivator's storage bag, otherwise it would have been in vain."
As Lu Xuan thought, a gray and black cloth bag floated in front of him.