Facing the fierce resistance, Lin Xi's expression did not change.
He touched the small corroded gap on the body of the Garonne statue. There was still a faint holy aura in the gap, but it was not expelled. He seemed to understand something.
The aura of the Jialong statue is not weak, and it can barely be included in the list of magic weapons.
He had resisted the erosion of time and his rank had not fallen. However, he was thrown into a fairy pond to forcibly destroy his spirituality, and his true divine power was almost completely washed away.
It is naturally very angry.
Lin Xi said in a deep voice: "Stop!"
He controls the Night Rakshasa Statue and the Leshen Statue. In terms of the original aura, it is easier for the Jialong Statue to accept it. After all, these magic weapons come from the same lineage.
Sure enough, the shaking of the Jialong statue gradually calmed down.
Xia Yiyi was surprised: "How did you do it?"
The magic weapon has a spirit, and it is normal to be able to make some choices independently.
But Lin Xi obviously didn't do anything.
Why should the Garonne statue be calmed down?
But Lin Xi ignored Xia Yiyi and poured her spiritual consciousness into the Jialong statue.
Xia Yiyi looked at Lin Xi with a puzzled face.
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar sounded faintly in Lin Xi's ears.
Lin Xi closed her eyes.
He vaguely came to a turbulent sea area, where the rivers and seas were turning upside down, the sky and the earth changed color, thunder roared endlessly, and huge rainstorms were pouring down.
A terrifying snake that was hundreds of feet tall jumped out of the sea.
Control the situation and make waves.
It is the overlord of the sea.
Although it is a snake, it is a creature of the same level as a dragon.
Although she had never seen such a rioting sea area, Lin Xi was still very familiar with this feeling. It was this feeling when she was inexplicably recognized by the Night Rakshasa statue and surrendered to the Leshen statue.
This is not true.
It is the manifestation of spiritual consciousness and memory, a confrontation at the level of pure will.
If you lose, you are not worthy of owning the Jialong statue.
The stronger your will, the stronger you are here.
Jialong stared directly at Lin Xi. Countless waves were rolling, the sound of the rainstorm was deafening, and it seemed that it was the absolute controller of the entire world.
The terrifying snake's tail slapped the sea surface, setting off layers of huge waves.
"Roar!"
Garonne is roaring.
Lin Xi took a deep breath and let out a comparable roar: "Ah!"
The sound wave shook.
The tide never stops.
At that moment, Lin Xi's figure seemed to have increased hundreds of times, turning into a giant standing tall on the sky and the earth. Behind him, the Night Rakshasa turned into a devil from hell, the devil fire rose up, and the God of Music turned into sea mist that filled the world.
"We have to fight before we talk. If you don't surrender, I will beat you until you surrender." Lin Xi stepped into the air, almost crushing the entire space with one step.
In order to build the foundation, Lin Xi has already cultivated her energy and spirit.
At this moment, he is at his peak and has absolutely unrivaled confidence.
This is not your world, but my world.
No matter what ancient monster you are, the overlord of the sea.
In my world, you have to bow to me!
boom!
Lin Xi punched him away.
The sky trembled, and the ocean collapsed.
Jialong rushed forward angrily, and majestic power fell from the sky, as if the entire ocean was about to turn over.
He is worthy of being the overlord of the sea, and it is difficult to match such divine power.
But Lin Xi was neither sad nor happy and punched again.
Defeat Zhuji and kill Xiao Feng.
It gave him the absolute belief that even if he was just invincible by refining his Qi, he would still be invincible.
If you are actually invincible, then you should defeat all enemies.
"break!"
Lin Xi roared and rushed forward.
The power of the fist is overwhelming.
Jialong's huge body was knocked away.
Wails echoed throughout the sea.
There was a huge blood hole in its lower abdomen, and blood flowed out gurglingly, dyeing the entire sea red in an instant.
The next moment, Lin Xi opened her eyes.
Everything before my eyes was disillusioned.
Only the dark Jialong statue was left in his arms, peaceful and quiet, without any trace of domineering or majestic appearance.
What just happened actually happened in a single thought.
So Xia Yiyi only saw Lin Xi closing her eyes and then opening them again. The Jialong statue resisted and completely disappeared, and a spiritual mark was left on it, showing her complete surrender.
"How did you do it?" Xia Yiyi asked again.
Lin Xi glanced at her: "It has nothing to do with you, you can leave."
Xia Yiyi curled her lips, muttered some curse words, and then left with Lin Wanqing and Chen Yao without stopping at all. She probably didn't want to deal with Lin Xi.
After Xia Yiyi left, Lin Xi immediately packed up and left the Shenyu Dynasty.
It's been a long time since I came out.
It's time to go back to Qingyun Sect.
The harvest from this trip has been huge, and it’s time to go back and prepare to build the foundation.
Xia Yiyi hurried back with her two friends.
Suddenly, a fairy light fell from the sky.
A familiar and cold figure suddenly appeared, with a hint of chill on his perfect face, as cold as swallowing an ice ball in the twelfth lunar month.
"Sister...sister." Xia Yiyi felt her throat was a little dry and hoarse.
The person in front of me is none other than Xia Feiyan, the saint of Yaochi.
Xia Feiyan looked at her sister with some disappointment: "I received news from the guards of the Fairy Pond, saying that you followed my order to get the Jialong statue. It seems to be true."
"I'm sorry, sister." Xia Yiyi lowered her head.
"I have already gone to the sect master to borrow the Nuwa Stone. I want to use this mirror to protect the souls of your two friends from thousands of miles away, and then reshape their bodies and resurrect them..."
The Nuwa Stone is the most precious treasure in Yaochi and should not be used lightly.
Xia Yiyi suddenly raised her head and looked at her sister in shock.
"As long as this is the case, there is no need to exchange for the Jialong statue." Xia Feiyan continued.
Xia Yiyi was puzzled: "Sister, is this the case?"
She doesn't understand.
Why would you rather use the sect's treasure than hand over the Jialong statue?
"The Jialong statue is a good evil magic weapon." Xia Feiyan said slowly: "But it is not a complete magic weapon, but parts. Once eight magic weapons of the same origin are collected, it is very likely to form a spiritual treasure.
Even the Tongtian Lingbao."
Xia Yiyi was shocked.
Tongtian Lingbao!!
Once it reaches this level, it is a magical thing that can only be encountered.
Even among the ten major sects, it is an absolute rarity.
The most treasured Nuwa Stone in Yaochi is just a top-grade spiritual treasure that reaches the sky.
"So I don't want to hand it over. Even if I can't collect all eight magic weapons of the same origin, I can still give them to you to help you improve your strength."
Xia Feiyan's words made Xia Yiyi feel cold.
She knows what this means.
There are only a few Tongtian Spiritual Treasures in the entire Yaochi, and they are all in the hands of the sect masters and senior elders. The disciples are not qualified to possess them.
Even eight treasures of the same origin cannot form a Tongtian Lingbao.
With my sister's qualifications, if she can master a top spiritual treasure of her own, she will definitely be invincible to her peers in the future.
"Sister, I was wrong." Xia Yiyi was panicking. She was still resenting her sister for not taking her matter to heart, but now she realized how important the Jialong statue was.
Her tears burst instantly, and she covered her face and cried: "I made a great oath of inner demons. If I don't hand over the Jialong statue, I will be haunted by inner demons and my path to immortality will be cut off."
Xia Feiyan's hand gently placed on Xia Yiyi's shoulder.
"Silly sister, how can I bear to blame you?"
Xia Yiyi's face was full of helplessness: "Sister, he must not have run far yet, and he can still catch up."
"Of course." A hint of murderous intent appeared on Xia Feiyan's beautiful face: "Forcing my sister to make a vow to take away this great opportunity from me, I will never let her go."