This is the only plausible explanation, and in antiquity, it was not without such examples.

It's just that the blood of the Heavenly Phoenix God is so precious, where did this junior of the human race come from?

What's more, it's not easy to refin!

Countless doubts poured into his mind, Tian Xuansan's face was extremely gloomy, and he didn't expect this kid to have such a secret skill, and next, he would face a terrifying strong enemy.

Frustrated.

But he quickly banished this frustration from his mind.

So far, there is no use in being depressed, for today's plan, I have spent countless efforts, and no matter what, I will never allow failure.

What if you recover your mana?

In the final analysis, it has just entered the late Yuan Infant period, and the realm has not yet been stabilized, so how much combat power can it have now?

Although he was only a few remnants of the true immortal, the secret techniques he mastered were by no means comparable to the monks of the human world, and the thoughts in his mind turned around, and the face of Tianxuan Sanren returned to a rebellious color.

His eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't mean to do anything.

It's not the best time.

Soon, the loud phoenix roar gradually dissipated, and the flames in the sky gradually subsided, and Ling Xian's face appeared in sight.

Unlike the depressed expression just now, at this moment, his mana and state have returned to their peak.

As a legendary creature, the phoenix has magical talents, and it is really mysterious and abnormal.

Of course, there will definitely be troubles in doing so, but compared with the immediate benefits, a little constraint is not worth mentioning at all.

The two confronted each other from afar.

The atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense, like a taut string that would break at any time.

"So far, how much mana do you still have?"

Ling Xian's cold voice suddenly came into his ears.

Before the fight started, but suddenly said such a thing, Ling Xian obviously had a purpose and meant something.

"What do you mean by that?"

Tianxuansanren's brows were really furrowed.

"You once said that there is not much longevity, and it happens that Ling knows that when a monk is really old, his mana will also weaken, not to mention that your body is just a seizure, and your soul is incomplete. ”

Ling Xian's words are heart-wrenching, in the face of a strong enemy, the competition is not only mana, but also willpower, if you can make the other party shake their confidence and not fight, they are already invincible.

It's a pity that it's so easy.

Tian Xuan's sound of laughter came into his ears: "Yes, the insidious and cunning little guy of Haoge actually knows how to attack the heart, the old man Shouyuan is indeed not much, and his mana is also weakening, but there is no problem in taking you down." ”

Before the other party's words fell, as soon as his hand was raised, a dark axe appeared in the palm of his hand.

Ancient Treasure!

No, this is not a treasure in the ordinary sense, but it is made by transfiguring the vitality of heaven and earth.

Although it is a conjured treasure, it has an entity, and it is not different from the real magic weapon at all, such a method, Ling Xian has not encountered it, and has not even heard any legends related to it, is it ...... The means of the immortals?

Perhaps, Ling Xian was not sure, although the guy in front of him was only a wisp of immortal remnants, it was not impossible to master some immortal means.

Ling Xian was suspicious in his heart, but naturally he would not sit still, until now, either you die or I live, even if there are immortal means, I have to take it hard.

With a flick of Ling Xian's robe, a short axe also appeared in his palm, and in the case of an unclear situation, Ling Xian would not take the liberty of using his natal treasure.

Of course, this axe is not an ordinary thing, it comes from the Black Demon Sect Master, Ling Xian took a deep breath, and the mana in his body suddenly turned into demonic energy, and then sacrificed this treasure.

After the short axe left his hand, it immediately rose in the wind, and in an instant, it was already several feet, and there was a thick black gas like ink on the surface.

Ling Xian is now an immortal cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and the power of driving this black evil axe is far greater than that of its master.

The black qi in mid-air actually condensed into a huge skeleton, and a strange roar made in mid-air, and it rushed over like an enemy first.

Defending is attacking!

"Carving insect skills!"

Tianxuan scattered people and did not show weakness.

Point it out with a finger.

After the short axe he sacrificed flickered slightly, he actually conjured up thousands of short axes, and suddenly, the sky was dark, like a drizzle, like Ling Xian roaring away.

The skeleton bore the brunt of the blow, and was beheaded in an instant.

It's back to black.

However, the matter did not end here, the black gas condensed, and it actually transformed into a crow, spewing beams of light from their mouths, facing the short axe.

Suddenly, the explosion was loud, obviously it was just a temptation of two treasures, but the scene was extremely grand.

Late Yuan Infant!

Ling Xian also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

As soon as the connoisseur stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

In normal times, the other party may be able to hide its strength.

But as soon as they fight, the strength of the realm can be revealed, which is impossible to hide.

The other party is only at the level of the late Yuan Infant now, maybe slightly stronger than himself, but no matter how strong he is, he is not the top in the later stage.

It's still within the range of the three heavenly tribulations, so there's nothing to be afraid of!

Recognizing this, Ling Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they flew over like each other.

Halfway through the flight, he flicked his fingers slightly, and several sword lights flashed in the void.

Although it is not as magical as the opponent's weapon changing out of thin air, the power of that sword light is obviously not to be underestimated.

Tianxuan Sanren could see clearly, but he didn't hide, and a halo of light burst out from the surface of his body, forming a thick and abnormal light curtain.

It's a protective film!

At first glance, it is similar to the spiritual power shield, but the protective power is definitely not the same, most of it is some kind of immortal secret technique, otherwise, the other party would not dare to be so big and take Ling Xian's attack.

Ling Xian could see it clearly, and with a cold snort, the sword light was very powerful, and the power was much greater......

A muffled sound of "poof" came to the ears, and the next moment, the sword light was all fiercely pierced on the light curtain, and it was suddenly like dead wood, and the light curtain trembled for a while, but it was not pierced.

Ling Xian's face was a little ugly.

His own supernatural powers, he knows in his heart, although these sword qi are transformed by spiritual power, in terms of power, they are not inferior to the natal magic weapon of the early Yuan Infant monk, and there are many of them, so they are helpless to take such a layer of light curtain?

He was not convinced.

Hold both hands together.

Rumble!

Ling Xian's body suddenly became brilliant, and countless sword lights bloomed from the surface of Ling Xian's body.

The number is so large that it exceeds more than 100 numbers.

It seems to be chaotic, but it all flew high in the air and then closed.

Suddenly, the light shone, and a three-foot green blade emerged in the void.

It's not giant swordsmanship!

But this fairy sword is extremely thick, and the surface is even more multicolored and twisted, and it can use spiritual power to such an extent, looking at the three thousand worlds, there are definitely not many monks who can do it. (To be continued.) )