The battle lasted for a long time, a full seven days.
The sky is dark and the sun and the moon are gone.
Cultivators at low levels often quickly decide the outcome.
However, monks at high levels have more means and their spiritual bodies have their own circulation. In the battle, they still continuously absorb spiritual energy and provide combat with energy, and their spiritual consciousness is also powerful enough.
When you reach this level, you have enough foundation to continue fighting.
However, such continuous battles are still extremely rare.
As long as your strength is not too similar, you can often decide the winner in a short time.
Lin Xi fought against more than ten geniuses alone.
All kinds of means are used.
The bone umbrella is almost falling apart.
Cracks appeared on the Qiankun scroll.
The spiritual power had long been exhausted, but he was still standing among the crowd. The magic cultivator's skills were urged to the extreme, and his whole body seemed to be about to merge with the world.
The originally vast sea of consciousness is now dry, but it forces more spiritual consciousness to penetrate the world.
The six magic weapons of the magic cultivator, the formless bow, were unreserved, and even the divine mace was borrowed at a glance. Of course, they were immediately recalled and dissipated without much attention.
Lin Xi was beaten and retreated step by step, and was covered in wounds.
But it still seems that there is no loss.
During these seven days, the people in the Immortal Palace became more and more frightened.
Lin Xi's endless methods are really surprising, but everyone joins forces but can't do anything to each other, which makes them feel extremely humiliated.
And there is a problem that keeps flashing through their minds.
Is it true that Elder Yi rated him as the top of the arsenal?
"Happy, happy." Lu Xihai laughed happily, and coughed up blood while laughing. Most of the clothes were stained red with blood, covering a layer of blood stains.
His face turned pale and his body was extremely tired, but his eyes were still bright.
"Come and take my punch!" Lu Xihai trembled, squeezed out the last bit of strength from the purple mansion and punched Lin Xi.
The black-handed puppet's body is also covered with cracks at this moment.
But he still blocked Lin Xi without any perception and blocked the punch.
Click.
With a dull sound, the outermost layer of the black hand had broken.
"What an amazing puppet." Lu Xihai stared at Black Hand: "How strong is your spiritual sense? Can you control such a puppet to fight for seven consecutive days?"
Puppets often require the caster's spiritual sense to control, which is a considerable consumption of spiritual sense.
After seven consecutive days of fierce battles, the puppets still move without any obstacles. It is really a magical thing.
Even if Lin Xi’s spiritual consciousness is comparable to a god-transforming monk, it is impossible to do so.
How did it be done?
Lin Xi smiled, and he took a deep breath: "Do you think I'm controlling him to fight?"
"Who is that?" Lu Xihai frowned.
"You'll know by looking at it."
Lu Xihai stared at Black Hand. At this moment, the outermost shell of Black Hand was completely shattered, and then his chest exposed a core that was leaping like a human heart.
This core seems to be nurturing powerful vitality, shrinking and releasing, and actually absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
"He...has life?" Lu Xihai's face suddenly changed.
Others were also shocked.
This is not what a puppet should have.
I have never heard of this happening to puppets.
"Yes." Lin Xi grabbed the gap and took a break for a while, and continued: "This is an unprecedented design, with the ability to promote independently, and a puppet that truly owns his own life."
Yan Mo said in surprise: "It's impossible, this kind of thing does not exist!"
Give life to the inanimate thing.
This is a great power that only heaven and earth have!
"Of course there is, it cannot be just used to break it!" Lin Xi smiled slightly: "And the one who designed this puppet was a Qi-refining cultivator. His name was Zheng Qipeng, and he was a guy with very poor qualifications."
"Speak nonsense, talk nonsense." All the disciples of the Wanshi Immortal Palace did not believe it, thinking that Lin Xi was talking nonsense.
Perhaps Lin Xi said that this was born from Guiyuan, and these people would be more accepting.
But designed by Qi Refining Cultivator?
It's a fantasy.
The truth is often more absurd than the lies.
Lin Xi did not convince the other party because he knew it was impossible.
The reason why he said it was just that he simply felt it was time.
This is what he promised Zheng Qipeng.
The puppet that he worked hard and even sacrificed himself to complete was famous all over the world.
"No matter what kind of puppet you are! Go to die!" Lu Xihai attacked in anger.
No matter how magical the puppet is.
But none of them makes sense anymore.
He was held by a puppet for a whole seven days, which made him unacceptable. Only by killing the other party and smashing the puppet could he regain the confidence he gradually lost.
The other disciples of the Immortal Palace of All Times did not stop and continued to attack Lin Xi.
But everyone was already very tired at this moment.
The loss of spiritual power plus the overdrawal of spiritual consciousness.
Their offensive was no longer as fierce and powerful as usual, and even had many flaws. Lin Xi forced himself to deal with it, and his tenacious will supported his tired body.
One person fought against more than ten top geniuses of the Immortal Palace in the World.
A long battle lasts for seven days and is undefeated.
It's already a very terrible thing.
This incident is destined to spread throughout the holy dynasty of all ages.
If it were any of them, they would have been defeated by Lin Xi long ago.
"All things wither!" Yan Mo used Taoism to forcibly isolate the heaven and earth around Lin Xi, and his vitality was gradually stripped away.
This move made Lin Xishen hate it.
Every time the magic cultivator practice is used to absorb the power of heaven and earth, the other party will interfere with him, causing Lin Xi to recover extremely slowly. Fortunately, there are restrictions on the other party's use of the exercise, otherwise Lin Xi would have been defeated to death.
"Cantonese painting scroll, white bone umbrella, go!" Lin Xi carried the attacks of others around him and sacrificed two magic weapons.
The surging evil spirit wrapped around the painting of the universe and left.
boom!
The method of sealing Taoism in Qiankun painting scroll.
The white bone umbrella suddenly opened, and the spikes on the skeleton fell on Yan Mo's chest.
Blood rushes.
After seven days of hard fighting, I finally found an opportunity to successfully break the deadlock.
"Ah!" Yan Mo wailed.
After underestimating Lin Xi at the end of his strength, he paid the price for it.
The yin energy of the white bone umbrella was constantly injected into Yan Mo's body.
Yan Mo's body trembled uncontrollably.
Of course, in order to get rid of Yan Molinxi's attacks first, he was almost injured again.
Yan Mo's strangeness attracted everyone's attention.
You should know that Yuan Wuling takes good care of Yan Mo. If Yan Mo dies, Yuan Wuling will definitely be furious. At that time, there will be a lot of trouble.
"Yan Mo, how are you?" Ning Qingqiu shouted.
Yan Mo trembled and said, "It's cold, so cold."
Ning Qingqiu immediately came to him and injected a vermilion bird divine fire into him, trying to disperse the yin energy in his body, but something unexpected happened.
The Vermilion Bird Divine Fire can only suppress the Yin Qi and cannot eradicate it.
Yan Mo still felt very painful.
"What is this!" Ning Qingqiu was shocked.
Others also distracted from the situation here.
This made Lin Xi finally find a chance to breathe and crazily urged the cloud step to break out of the encirclement of everyone.
His eyes were full of fatigue, and he seemed to die suddenly, but the deepest part of his eyes seemed to be bred with a little pure inspiration, which was so brilliant that it was indescribable.
"That's the end." Lin Xi said.
He was about to leave.
Lu Xihai was furious: "Stop, you want to escape if you don't decide the outcome?"
"You won." Lin Xi didn't care at all: "You are useless to me."
This made everyone in the Immortal Palace angry again.
What do you treat us as?
Lin Xi was too lazy to care about the mood of these people, so he immediately used the power of the golden-winged Roc to turn into golden light and galloped away, disappearing from the end of everyone's vision.