Fairy way

This battle lasted for a long time, a full seven days.

The sky is dark, the sun and the moon have no light.

Cultivators with low realms tend to decide the winner very quickly.

However, monks of high realms have more means, and the internal circulation of the spirit body, in the fighting method, still continuously absorbs spiritual energy to supply the battle, and the spiritual consciousness is also strong enough.

At this level, there is enough foundation for continuous fighting.

Still, such sustained battles are rare.

As long as the strength is not too close, the winner can often be determined in a relatively short period of time.

Lin Xi fought against more than ten Tianjiao alone.

All means are exhausted.

The white bone umbrella is about to fall apart.

Cracks appeared on the scroll of heaven and earth.

His spiritual power has been exhausted long ago, but he still stands in the crowd, his magic cultivation skills have been urged to the extreme, and his whole body seems to be merging with the heaven and the earth.

The originally vast sea of ​​consciousness is also dried up at this moment, but it is forced to squeeze out more consciousness to penetrate the world.

The six magical weapons, the non-phase bow, without reservation, and even the magic mace were borrowed at a glance. Of course, they were immediately recalled and dissipated without attracting much attention.

Lin Xi was beaten and retreated steadily, with injuries all over her body.

But it still doesn't seem to be lost.

In the past seven days, everyone in the Immortal Palace of Ten Thousand Worlds became more and more frightened as they fought.

Lin Xi's endless tricks are really surprising, but they have been unable to deal with each other after joining forces, which makes them feel extremely humiliated.

And there is a question that has been flashing in their minds.

Is it true that Elder Yi rated him as top-ranked?

"Happy, happy." Lu Xihai laughed heartily, and coughed up blood while laughing, the blood stained most of the skirt of his clothes red, covering layers and layers of blood stains.

His face was pale and his body was extremely tired, but his eyes were still bright.

"Punch me again!" Lu Xihai shook his body, squeezed out the last bit of strength from the Purple Mansion, and punched Lin Xi.

The black-handed puppet is also full of cracks at the moment.

But he still stood in front of Lin Xi without feeling the punch.

Click.

With a muffled sound, the outermost layer of protection of the black hand has been shattered.

"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 days in a row?"

Puppets often need to be controlled by the caster's spiritual consciousness, which consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness.

After fighting fiercely for seven days, the puppet can still move without hindrance, which is really a miraculous thing.

Even if Lin Xi's spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a cultivator who transforms spirits, it is logically impossible to do so.

Exactly how it is done.

Lin Xi smiled, and he took a deep breath: "You think I'm manipulating him to fight?"

"Who is that?" Lu Xihai frowned.

"You can see for yourself."

Lu Xihai stared at Hei Hand, the outermost shell of Hei Hand's body was completely shattered at this moment, and then the beating core like a human heart was exposed on his chest.

This core seems to be pregnant with a powerful vitality, and when it shrinks and expands, it absorbs a large amount of heaven and earth aura.

"He... has life?!" Lu Xihai's expression changed suddenly.

Others were also shocked.

This is not what a puppet should have.

Never heard of a puppet doing this.

"Yes." Lin Xi seized this gap to take a break for a while, and continued: "This is a design that has never been seen before or since. It has the ability to self-promote, and it is a puppet that truly has its own life."

Yan Mo exclaimed in shock: "Impossible, there is no such thing!"

Bring life to inanimate things.

This is the mighty power of heaven and earth!

"Of course there is, it's impossible to break it!" Lin Xi smiled slightly: "And the one who designed this puppet was a monk at the level of Qi Refining. His name is Zheng Qipeng, and he is a guy with very poor qualifications."

"Nonsense, nonsense." All the disciples of Wanshi Immortal Palace did not believe it, thinking that Lin Xi was talking nonsense.

Maybe Lin Xi said it was born from Guiyuan, and these people would be more accepting.

But it was designed by Qi Refining monks?

Simply fantastic.

The truth is often more absurd than lies.

Lin Xi didn't try to persuade the other party, because he knew it was impossible.

The reason why he said it was because he simply felt that it was time.

This is what he promised Zheng Qipeng.

The puppet that he had worked so hard to complete and even sacrificed himself became famous all over the world.

"Whoever you are! Go to hell!" Lu Xihai attacked angrily.

No matter how amazing this puppet is.

But it's all meaningless.

He was held up by a puppet for seven whole days, which was unacceptable to him. Only by killing the other party and smashing the puppet could he regain his gradually lost confidence.

The other disciples of the Immortal Palace did not stop, and continued to attack Lin Xi.

But at the moment everyone is very tired.

The loss of spiritual power plus the overdraft 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, supporting his tired body with tenacious will.

Fight alone against more than ten top geniuses of Asgard of Eternal Worlds.

Fight for seven days without defeat.

It's already a very scary thing.

This matter is destined to spread throughout the entire pilgrimage.

If it were any one of them, he would have been defeated by Lin Xi long ago.

"Everything is withered!" Yan Mo used Taoism to forcibly isolate the world around Lin Xi, and his vitality was gradually stripped away.

This trick made Lin Xi hate it.

Every time he used the magic cultivation method to absorb the power of heaven and earth, the other party would interfere with him, causing Lin Xi to recover extremely slowly. Fortunately, there were restrictions on the other party's performance, otherwise Lin Xi would really be crushed to death.

"Scroll of Qiankun, White Bone Umbrella, go!" Lin Xi resisted the attacks of other people around him, and sacrificed two magic weapons.

The monstrous evil spirit engulfed the scroll of Qiankun and left.

boom!

The painting scroll of Qiankun seals Taoism.

The white bone umbrella suddenly opened, and the spikes on the skeleton landed on Yan Mo's chest.

Blood rushes.

After seven days of hard work, he finally found a chance to successfully break the situation.

"Ah!" Yan Mo wailed.

He underestimated Lin Xi, who was at the end of his strength, and he paid the price for it.

The yin energy of the white bone umbrella continued to pour into Yan Mo's body.

Yan Mo's body trembled uncontrollably.

Of course, in order to deal with the lost words first, Mo Linxi was also attacked by others and was almost injured again.

Yan Mo's strangeness attracted everyone's attention.

One must know that Yuan Wuling took good care of Yan Mo, if Yan Mo died, Yuan Wuling would definitely be furious, and then there might really be a big mess.

"Yan Mo, how are you?" Ning Qingqiu shouted.

Yan Mo shivered, "It's cold, it's so cold."

Ning Qingqiu immediately came to his side and poured a Suzaku divine fire into him, trying to dispel the yin energy in his body, but something unexpected happened.

Suzaku Shenhuo can only suppress Yin Qi, but cannot eradicate it.

Yan Mo still felt very painful.

"What is this!" Ning Qingqiu was shocked.

Others also paid attention to the situation here.

This allowed Lin Xi to finally find a chance to breathe, and frantically urged Nuo Yunbu to rush out of the crowd's encirclement.

His eyes were full of fatigue, as if he was about to die suddenly, but there seemed to be a little pure aura in the deepest part of his eyes, which was indescribably brilliant.

"That's it." Lin Xi said.

He was ready to leave.

Lu Xihai was furious: "Stop, it's a draw, do you want to run away?"

"You guys won." Lin Xi didn't care, "You are no longer useful to me."

This made everyone in the Immortal Palace of Ten Thousand Worlds furious again.

What do you think of us?

Lin Xi couldn't be bothered to care about the mood of these people, and immediately used the power of the Golden Winged Peng to turn into a golden light and gallop away, disappearing at the end of everyone's vision.

No one can catch up.

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