Eight hundred and seventieth eight chapters, magic
This scared Lin Xi.
After all, how terrible such an old monster is, he already has a clear understanding of it.
The top monks of the younger generation are as fragile as a piece of paper in front of these half-dead old monsters.
If it weren't for the six magic weapons of magic cultivators and white bone umbrellas protecting their bodies, Lin Xi would have been unable to escape the fate of being taken over.
Although Lin Xi is also a demon cultivator.
But you can't expect that the monsters who survived to survive would have any compassion.
So Lin Xi was really panicked at this moment.
Even the old monster suppressed by the white bone umbrella was panicked.
"It's impossible, how could that happen? That's God's punishment! No, no, it's possible." The old monster's voice trembled: "After all, it's him. Even if he really goes from death to life, it's not impossible."
He seemed to admire and fear that person, which was very complicated.
Only the light spots condensed.
Even the surrounding environment seems to have changed.
Lin Xi seemed to see a barren land, a tall and majestic figure standing in the air, facing each other coldly, extremely arrogant, pointing his fingers to the vast sky, looking down on all living beings.
It seems like I don't take anything seriously.
The sky shook, and the sky was filled with thunder, but it was hard to hurt it.
A white dress shakes in the wind.
The breath is arrogant and rather break than bend.
The figure seemed to have crossed the endless river of time. Just standing quietly, it had already disrupted the storm and amazed the mortal world.
Suddenly he turned his head and looked at Lin Xi. His face was not clear, but his eyes were as bright as the extreme, shining brightly, as bright as the scorching sun.
Then there was a bit of joking in his eyes: "Boy, do you look good?"
Lin Xi was shocked.
It's impossible for the other party to really survive.
But then he seemed to have not seen Lin Xi at all, looked up at the sky and faced the thunder of heaven and earth calmly: "We monks, we should encounter unyielding and unyielding, a thousand years is too long, ten thousand years longer, hundreds of thousands of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of thousands of years are
It is too long to live a life of life in the year. Friends and relatives have passed away and their beauty has withered. Even if they avoid the death disaster and reverse the yin and yang, what's the use of blooming the brilliance of the second life in the world?"
"I would rather fight for the day and night, welcome the heavenly condemnation, break the shackles of heaven and earth, the constraints of laws, and seize the opportunity for my relatives to become immortals."
Lin Xi was filled with shock.
Hundreds of thousands of years are too long, so I have to seize the day.
A speechless feeling flowed through the body like an electric current.
This senior didn't bother to plan to survive.
Then he looked up at the stars in the sky and spoke again: "I don't know who you are, but since you can see this light and shadow, you must be a descendant of us."
"If I fail, come."
The sound is sonorous, like a star and stone falling to the ground.
With an undeniable affirmation.
Lin Xi's body trembled slightly, thinking of the earnest gazes of the elders of the Qian family, thinking of the pride and pride in the eyes of his father, and thinking of the cursed fate of the Qian family's inheritance for generations.
I thought of the sect leader, Zi Yue, Shi Chong, and Little White Dragon.
I thought of so many brothers from Qingyun Sect.
Especially when he thought of another important reason for his trip to the spiritual world - looking for a way to complete the Great Way.
He didn't know why the ancient and even earlier demon cultivators fought, but the words of the elder in front of him made him tremble all over, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of arrogance that looked down on the world. The path of immortality seemed to be as if he could only wave his hand to destroy it.
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So he focused on it without any hesitation: "Okay!"
“Okay, very good.”
The man smiled with relief, and then disillusioned.
The light and shadow in front of you dissipate and turn into nothingness.
It seems that nothing has existed.
Lin Xi looked at the empty small crypt and felt infinite emotion in his heart.
This senior probably failed.
And then, it's only my turn.
The old monster seemed not to see the light and shadow that had just appeared, and was extremely puzzled: "What happened just now? The power of that person suddenly condensed and dissipated, and he was cheating?"
"Shut up." Lin Xi said coldly.
I saw the scene where my predecessors were unwilling to survive and resisted the power of heaven.
He naturally had no affection for the old monster Shangguan Yu.
“…”
The old monster shut up helplessly.
"What's this senior's name?"
The old monster complained in his heart, didn’t you just tell me to shut up?
But he still answered honestly: "Wen Tianyu."
"Good name." Lin Xi said in silence for a while.
The old monster seemed to have noticed something vaguely and said in surprise: "Did you see something?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"You must have seen something! He left you something!"
The old monster was emotional and completely forgot that his life was controlled by Lin Xi.
"No, there is really not." Lin Xi said calmly.
He just left a sentence for himself.
But Lin Xi did get something.
Some spiritual inheritances that are difficult to describe in words.
There is a kind of power that is ready to move in my heart as if I want to break through the spirit body.
Lin Xi has changed a little at this moment.
The temperament is peaceful, as peaceful as a clear lake, and has a kind of grand spirit that embraces the world.
The heart of Tao is clear.
Sit and watch the clouds rise and fall.
This is not the heart of Qingyun immortals, nor is it the heart of the Tao of the demon cultivator.
It's just his own.
He is destined to walk his own path.
Lin Xi's mood improved by leaps and bounds. Although the old monster didn't know what was going on, he was sure that Lin Xi was lying to himself.
What a little bastard.
However, Lin Xi was too lazy to pay attention to his thoughts. He looked around and confirmed again that there was nothing.
Qilianyun got nothing when he entered here.
But I could see the light and shadow left by the last demon cultivator.
Perhaps it is precisely because of my own power that activated something.
Perhaps...the power of the same origin can activate something.
Lin Xi couldn't help but release his power, and the power filled the entire cave in an instant, and mysterious small light spots floated out from the ground.
"This is...he kept this too! How could this be, why could this be kept?" The old monster exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost, as if he was very excited.
Lin Xi stared at the light spots that were gradually floating in front of him: "What is this?"
The old monster whispered in a daze: "The divine objects that take all things as divine treasures, and the heaven and earth as fire. The divine objects that hide between heaven and earth and nothingness can easily break all divine maces!"
These light spots drifted out and slowly turned into a long mace.
It is about six feet long, square and slender, like a bamboo joint, like a whip but not bent, like a sword but without blades, emitting ripples of warm light throughout, like a treasure made purely of light.
Lin Xi couldn't help but reach out to hold the magic mace, but felt the terrifying power shaking out, shaking his hand directly, almost shattering his arm.
Buzz!
The magic mace vibrated.
It seemed as if a mountain was collapsing.
Lin Xi's eyes flashed and he stared at the divine mace: "What is the origin of this divine mace?"
"The treasure that the man tried to refine for his whole life should have failed." The old monster's voice was hoarse: "This should be just a semi-finished product."