Ling Xian's face was expressionless.

With a flick of his robe, the Fire Cloud Sword flew out of his sleeve, only to see the red light dazzling, hovering and flying in front of him.

And this is not over, in the face of the Jindan Ancestor, how dare Ling Xian sacrifice only one treasure, accompanied by a loud buzzing sound, the Snow Shadow Flying Locust Knife also scattered from his waist.

"The best spiritual weapon, or a set!"

Zhuge Ling's eyes showed a hint of surprise, as if he was surprised that Ling Xian's net worth was so outrageous.

But this glimmer of surprise was only a flash, for an immortal cultivator of a heavenly tribulation, a complete set of spiritual weapons was certainly staggering, but to him, it was nothing at all.

Mantis arm block the car!

Zhuge Ling was not in a hurry to make a move, nor did he want to take a look, but wanted to see what kind of means this Ling boy had, as a Jindan ancestor, he didn't believe that he would have the gutter to capsize.

The strong naturally have absolute confidence and certainty!

The more calm the other party was, the more majestic the pressure Ling Xian felt, that is, a character with a stubborn personality like him, for an ordinary immortal cultivator, the gap between the two sides was so outrageous, where would he still have the courage not to tie his hands.

For monks, the gap between the great realms is almost insurmountable.

The sky was getting darker and darker.

I don't know when, it actually started to rain lightly.

However, without rain, it can fall into the land of Zhuge Ling.

From his body, a majestic spiritual power emanated, and all the rain, as soon as it approached this range, automatically condensed and was suspended in mid-air.

"Hurry!"

At this point, there is no point in procrastinating, but it will shake your mind.

Facing Jindan Ancestor for the first time, Ling Xian knew that he had to go all out.

The only way to do this is to do it quickly. Try to seize the opportunity as much as possible, so that there is a glimmer of hope that you may escape.

"Hurry!"

With Ling Xian shouting, the aura on the surface of the Huoyun Sword suddenly skyrocketed.

Burning, turned into a blaze!

Then a clear dragon groan came to my ears.

The volume of the Fire Cloud Sword. The storm is rising.

One zhang, ten zhang, one hundred zhang!

In the firelight, the sword vanished, replaced by a dragon, its fangs exposed, covered in fiery red scales, viciously pounced like an enemy.

"It's ......"

Zhuge Ling's pupils shrank, and his face naturally showed a look of surprise.

Transfiguration. Isn't it only a Jindan monk like himself who can master it, how can it ......

How did this Ling boy do it?

No wonder he was able to break through such a catastrophe, and with the power of one person, he killed the monks of Bitter Spring Peak without leaving a single piece of armor.

Not to mention anything else, this move alone is enough to stand out from the crowd!

However, does that mean facing immortal cultivators of the same level, to yourself......

The corners of Zhuge Ling's eyes showed a hint of ridicule. I didn't see any of his superfluous movements, just his hands wide open and closed. The trick is shot from the fingertips.

The raindrops suspended around his body suddenly gathered in the middle, and with the great power of the spirit, the roar of the king of beasts faintly came into his ears.

Then a white-eyed tiger appeared.

It's not a treasure, it's rain.

However, it was Jindan Ancestor who made the shot.

The momentum it exudes is not weaker than that of Jiaolong, and it is even more than it.

Roar!

The two behemoths collided together. The water and fire are fierce, and the sound of the tiger roaring and the dragon is constantly colliding together, reaching the clouds of the sky.

The other party just used a spell to block his treasure.

You must know that although the Fire Cloud Sword is only a high-grade spiritual weapon. But driven by the art of transforming Jiao, in terms of power, it is not inferior to the best spiritual weapon.

It is worthy of the ancestor of Jindan!

The great power and supernatural powers derived from the gestures are not something that I can imagine and contend with.

However, for this point, Ling Xian had already predicted it, and he would not be caught off guard, nor would he be surprised.

As soon as his hand was raised, he broke through the air and flashed, and the Snow Shadow Flying Locust Knife shot from all directions, like the other party.

Halfway through the flight, with the sound of a clear sound coming to the ears, one turned into three, three into nine, and then each flying knife transformed into a slightly smaller dragon.

The length is not more than a zhang, but the number is as high as more than 100.

The mouth of the blood basin is wide open.

Arm-thick waves of light erupted.

Zhuge Ling's face changed.

This kid's strength is not bad, but he wants to be right with himself at this point, and he is too ignorant of the sky.

With a flick of his robe, countless mist shone out from his body, covering his entire figure.

The next moment, the rumbling sound came to the ears, and the nearly 100 beams of light bombarded into the mist, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without setting off a single wave.

However, Ling Xian had disappeared from the spot.

In his own situation, he knew in his heart that if he fought alone, even if he tried his best, it would be impossible to defeat a Jindan Ancestor, and even the possibility of escaping was very small.

Only by exploiting strengths and avoiding weaknesses can there be a glimmer of life.

Compared with Zhuge Ling, what are his strengths?

The answer is body refining!

In other words, only by bullying the other party's side can you have the slightest possibility of hitting or trapping him.

In this way, there is a slight possibility of escape.

Survive the Dead!

In doing so, the risk taken is not trivial, so whether it is the Fire Cloud Sword or the Snow Shadow Flying Locust Sword, the purpose of Ling Xian's sacrifice is not to defeat the enemy at all, but only to confuse and attract the attention of the enemy.

Then he used the Thousand Illusion Body Method to the extreme, tossing and turning, and the next moment, he had appeared on Zhuge Ling's side.

"You're still a refiner?"

Zhuge Ling's face showed a hint of surprise.

The path of cultivating immortals, step by step, and cultivating both the body and refining qi at the same time, it is one in ten thousand.

Of course, Ling Xian had no interest in answering.

With a loud shout, he drove the giant's divine blood, turned around and turned into a behemoth several feet tall, and the sound of crackling bones came into his ears, and the huge fist, with a strong wind, desperately slammed down towards the other party.

In an instant, a hundred punches were struck.

The opportunity was fleeting, and of course Ling Xian didn't dare to hide the slightest bit of clumsiness.

He didn't think that he would be able to bombard Zhuge Ancestor, but as long as he hurt the other party, he would have a chance to escape.

Can...... Miscalculated.

The mist dispersed, but a thick layer of shield wrapped Zhuge Ling's whole body.

The strength of Ling Xian's every punch was staggering, but the Jindan Ancestor's shield was even stronger.

Although Ling Xian could make the shield sway with every punch, if he wanted to break the defense, he always had to be a little worse.

And the other party's expression also became extremely cold, obviously Ling Xian's actions had angered this Zhuge Ancestor.

"Since you don't know whether you live or die, then I don't have to show mercy. ”

Before the words fell, Zhuge Ling pointed his finger.

The wind rose, and all the rain in front of him turned into ice particles, and then it was like being fired by a strong bow and crossbow, like Ling Xian roaring away. (To be continued.) )