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So Ling Xian was not busy attacking, and simply let the Qingling Sword fly back, keeping a sense of vigilance on his face.

His reaction was not unfast, but the next moment, the yin qi still swarmed over, and he was suddenly enveloped in a package before he had time to run.

First of all, I was shocked.

Then he didn't feel anything wrong, he was surprised in his heart, the scene in front of him was blurry, and then he found that he had come to a strange place.

What's going on?

Ling Xian was dumbfounded.

With his rich experience in fighting methods, he has never encountered such a strange thing.

Ling Xian's face was naturally full of vigilance.

At the same time, release your consciousness and explore in this strange environment.

But nothing was found.

Is it an illusion in front of you?

Ling Xian raised his eyebrows, his divine sense had no effect, he still had the Immortal Phoenix Divine Eye, so Ling Xian took a deep breath, cast the Spirit Eye Secret Technique, and looked around.

It's a space with no other color than gray, and everywhere you look, it's gray.

There were no flowers, no trees, not even a stone.

How so?

It's as if we've come to the beginning of chaos.

It's not like illusion.

The problem was that Ling Xian didn't know how the other party did it.

There was no way to do it, but to release the divine consciousness with all his might.

Ling Xian even had some doubts that he was too big, and the immortal cultivators in the small tribulation period were really not so easy to deal with.

But it's too late to say this, and there's no turning back from the bow.

This mysterious place seems to be alone.

Not to mention that there is no trace of the ghost and spirit master, so many immortal cultivators in the Xuan Dynasty have disappeared without any fall.

Suddenly, Ling Xian's eyes flashed, and he moved away from the spot without thinking about it.

At the slightest sign, a sharp sound of breaking the air reached his ears, passing from where Ling Xian had just stood, but fortunately he dodged quickly, otherwise he would have been hit.

But the treasure seemed to be invisible, and it flew some distance and then disappeared.

Ling Xian's face turned gloomy, he knew that the enemy was not easy to deal with, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

After a while, he raised his head again, and this time, the attack was from directly above.

With a flick of Ling Xian's robe, a magic trick was struck, and the Qingling Sword that surrounded his body suddenly caught up.

Suddenly, the sound of clanging came to the ears, dense as raindrops, and the treasure of the other party's sneak attack finally showed its original form.

It is a bronze cast Changge, the shape is simple, and the two treasures emit bursts of spiritual light entangled together, and there is no winner or loser for a while.

After cracking the other party's spell, Ling Xian's face not only did not show joy, but his expression became more and more solemn.

Next, we must find out where the ghost ancestor is hiding, otherwise, the enemy will be dark and I will be clear, but it will be difficult to fight.

As soon as he thought of this, he released his divine consciousness with all his strength, and at the same time, the mana in his body was also used to drive the spiritual eye secret technique.

With a flick of his robe, Ling Xian once again sacrificed a treasure.

Thousand Jiao Knife.

The blue glow was shining, still surrounding his body.

The hard work paid off, and soon, Ling Xian made a discovery.

Holding the Qianjiao knife in his hand, he threw it forward without saying a word.

This treasure is so big that there are even arcs on the surface.

disappeared in a flash, and the next moment it appeared a hundred feet away.

Slashed down.

Ling Xian had already discovered the other party's hiding place.

The Ghost Master was shocked, originally he was full of his hidden divine communication, how could the other party see through it?

But I'm not in the mood to think about it now.

With a flick of his robe, a white bone shield flew out of his sleeve, and with a loud "boom", the shield began to shake violently, although it suffered some damage, it managed to block Ling Xian's attack.

The old monster was terrified, just a Xuan Stage immortal cultivator, how could the magic weapon be so powerful.

He was furious.

Suddenly, he clenched his fist and struck at Ling Xian Yaoyao.

As it moved, a snorting sound reached its ears, and the surface of its fist flashed with a flash of inspiration, and a raging black flame actually bloomed.

The next moment, the flames exploded.

More than a dozen bucket-sized monster pythons emerged from the flames and swarmed towards Ling Xian.

What a spooky spell!

But Ling Xian's reaction was also very fast.

The right hand is raised, and the other finger is pointed forward.

Suddenly, hundreds of cyan sword rays emerged and flew forward.

Soon met those strange pythons, and fought together in hand-to-hand combat.

And the winner was divided in the blink of an eye, and it can't be said that the winner is the loser, because both sides are all gone.

The sword disappeared, and those strange pythons were also cut to pieces, turning into countless thumb-sized points of light, which were about to dissipate in the void.

However, the mutation protruded, and the old monster hit these points of light with another spell, and at the same time snorted softly: "Hurry." ”

Before the words fell, a buzzing sound reached the ears, and these points of light blurred for a while, and then hundreds of ghost-faced bees actually appeared.

The insect chirped loudly, turning into a turquoise insect cloud like Ling Xian pounced.

Ling Xian's face changed.

The other party's supernatural powers are also too weird.

This time he couldn't change his tricks, and he was really a bit of a hurry.

Seeing that the insect cloud had pounced in front of him, the Ghost Venerable had a hint of smugness on his face, already preparing for the next attack.

In these few battles, he had already seen that Ling Xian's strength was far superior to that of immortal cultivators of the same level, and it was not something that could be won in three moves and two styles.

But it doesn't matter.

He can confirm the advantage little by little, and he doesn't believe that this kid can really compete with him.

However, before this thought could be turned, a mutation abruptly emerged.

Seeing that Ling Xian had been shrouded in a cloud of insects.

But his figure disappeared in a flash.

This is...... Teleport?

The old monster's eyes widened, this involved the laws of space, and he didn't even grasp it.

But there was no time to sigh, the space fluctuated, and Ling Xian had already appeared behind him, no more than a foot away, and then Ling Xian threw a punch out.

The surface of the fist was patterned, and then the golden fist shadow smashed into the back of the Ghost Spirit Ancestor like a meteor falling to the ground.

It was so hasty, and the distance was so ridiculously close, that the Ghost Master couldn't hide at all, and was engulfed by the golden fist shadow, and fell downward.

Ling Xian was surprised and delighted.

This blow came as a surprise, but I was not 100% sure, I didn't expect it to really hit, I knew my own supernatural powers, and the other party was hit by such a blow, even if he didn't die, he had to be seriously injured.

It went much smoother than I had imagined.

However, at this moment, an angry roar came into his ears, and then a gray hurricane rose from under his feet, roaring viciously towards Ling Xian.

At the same time, the sound of ghosts crying and howling came to my ears, and I didn't know what monsters were hidden in this hurricane. (To be continued.) )