But the situation is not in his favor!

Could it be that he ended up here?

This thought turned in his mind, and the Hundred Insect Ancestor was also a little panicked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But he is not an ordinary immortal cultivator after all, he quickly disappeared in fear, replaced by courage and perseverance, impossible, since he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, he has experienced countless winds and waves in the past 100,000 years, and has encountered countless strong enemies, how can he fall here?

The other party is just a mere god monk!

You can't fall yourself!

An astonishing murderous aura erupted from the surface of his body.

On the other hand, Ling Xian's was a surprise intersection.

Exterminate the ironclad ants, but Ling Xian didn't expect that the meaning of this spirit insect to the other party was actually equivalent to a natal treasure, it was really heaven to help me, such a heaven-sent opportunity Ling Xian would naturally not let it go stupidly.

Taking advantage of his illness and asking for his life, at such a critical juncture, Ling Xian naturally would not show mercy to his subordinates.

So Ling Xian's sleeve robe flicked, and with his movements, a simple painting scroll emerged, the surface of which flickered, and there were faintly many mysterious runes lingering.

Ling Xian's face showed a hint of solemnity, his hands pinched, and he also spat out a mysterious and simple incantation in his mouth.

As he moved, the scroll unfolded, and the light on the surface became more and more dazzling, and a landscape picture came into view.

This painting is drawn with a brush, and the lower brush is vigorous and powerful, full of ancient atmosphere, which can be seen as far as the eye can see, but it makes people shudder.

Because what is drawn is not green mountains and green waters, but a barren mountain.

There were no plants on the mountain, only a few dry trees, crows flying in the sky, and a few green-faced and fanged demons frolicking and playing on the mountain.

These demons are either born with two horns, or their mouths are fangs, all of them are hideous and terrifying, and they are covered in scale armor, and at first glance, they seem to come from the underworld.

Then Ling Xian played another trick.

Rumble!

The brilliance was great, and dense runes surged out from inside, wrapping the scroll in an instant, and then the void blurred, the scroll disappeared, and instead a barren mountain appeared in sight.

It was more than a thousand feet high, no different from the one drawn in the scroll, and then a terrible noise came to the ears, and a large flock of crows flew down from the barren mountain.

These are no ordinary crows, although they are also black hair, but above their foreheads, there is an extra eye.

Three-eyed corpse crows, a kind of demon beasts, have a strange origin, it is said that in ancient times, they were just ordinary crows, and later absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and were eroded by corpse qi for a long time, and gradually evolved.

And that's just the beginning.

Then the roars came one after another, but it was those hideous-looking evil ghosts that emerged, their faces full of hideous colors, and viciously pounced on the Hundred Insect Ancestor!

Of course, Ling Xian's methods would not stop here.

Then he flicked his robe, and the jade ruyi-shaped spirit treasure resurfaced.

In a flash of brilliance, it actually turned into a huge disc, and balls of light the size of a skull erupted from it.

Then those balls of light blurred slightly, and they turned into pythons the size of buckets, shaking their heads and tails like the other party and pounced viciously.

A series of attacks, like a storm, the face of the Hundred Insect Ancestor was extremely ugly, the other party wanted to finish the battle, but how could he fall here so easily?

His chest was surging with blood, but a hint of hideousness flashed across his face.

Stretching out his hand, he picked it up at his waist, and actually took out seven or eight storage bags in a row, and then sacrificed them all.

The storage bags floated above his head.

The Hundred Insect Ancestor played a trick.

With its movements, the mouths of those storage bags were all opened, and all kinds of strange demon insects flew out of them.

Centipedes, scorpions, silkworms, and so on......

Roughly counting, there are dozens of kinds of spirit insects of various kinds, and the other party is worthy of being the ancestor of a hundred insects.

Well deserved!

At this time, the other party sacrificed these many spirit insects, obviously with a desperate mentality.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Xian's eyes, but now there was naturally an ending without retreat.

Fight!

With a flick of Ling Xian's sleeve robe, the Thousand Jiao Knife flew out from the sleeve, rising in the wind, and soon it was dozens of zhang, and then it surged slightly, and it actually turned into a lively Jiaolong.

The mouth of the blood basin opened, and pillars of light erupted from it.

......

At this point, neither of them dared to hide their clumsiness, it could be said that all kinds of means and secret methods came out, and for a while, insect clouds flew in the sky, beams of light criss-crossed, and the power emitted by the magic weapon was staggering, and the rumbling sound kept coming to the ears.

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and the battle between the two has reached the point of white deterioration, either you die or I live.

Taking advantage of the fall of the other party's natal spirit worm and the great damage to his vitality, Ling Xian wanted to make persistent efforts to get rid of the other party, but when he really handed it over, he realized that this kind of thinking was too naïve.

The strength of this old monster is far superior to that of an ordinary immortal cultivator in the early stage of the Xuanxuan.

Even if his situation is not good, it is not easy to say who will kill the deer if he continues to fight like this.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you win, it will most likely be a miserable victory.

This situation is naturally something that Ling Xian doesn't want to see.

You can't hide it, you must sacrifice the last killer feature.

This thought turned in his mind, and a hint of tenacity flashed in Ling Xian's eyes, and he stretched out his hand and slapped it on his waist with a precious weight.

A cloud of blue light flew out, and after a circle, it turned into a thing and stopped in front of Ling Xian.

It turned out to be a talisman, but it was by no means an ordinary spirit talisman, and a majestic momentum emanated from its surface.

"It's ......"

The old monster's pupils shrank, and at this moment, he was inexplicably drenched in cold sweat behind him, and he felt a huge crisis.

And when the strength reached his level, such a feeling, there would never be nothing to say, he was shocked, and his eyes widened.

At the same time, the divine consciousness will be released with all its might.

This is a remarkable exploration.

Soon, all his attention was focused on the spirit rune that Ling Xianxin had sacrificed.

The first reaction is that I am wrong.

But if you look closely, it is true.

Cold sweat was dripping on his back, and the voice of one word after another came into his ears, with incredulity: "Tribulation period talisman treasure, impossible, you ...... How could you possibly have such a treasure?"

It's no wonder he was so stunned, as we all know, the so-called rune treasure is actually made by sealing part of the power of the magic weapon in the rune paper.

But not all magic weapons can be sealed.

The only thing that can make rune treasures is the natal magic weapon of immortal cultivators.

After sealing, the spirituality of this natal magic weapon will naturally be greatly damaged, and it needs to be cultivated in the Dantian Purple Mansion for a long time before it can be slowly recovered.

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