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第两千二百八十八章 魔高一丈

Otherwise, it would be a regrettable disaster. Dream

How could the Old Ancestor Yanshan let such a thing happen?

A fierce expression flashed across his face as he raised his left hand, fingers tightly clenched. The black aura on his body instantly condensed onto his palm. Two "puff" sounds echoed in his ears as the black aura shot out and transformed into a monstrous python with fangs bared, flying off like purple-robed corpse worms.

The plan was good, but achieving it wouldn't be easy.

In the next moment, insect chirping filled the air. The creature opened its mouth and spat out a gray-white light beam, seemingly unremarkable yet tightly binding the demonic python in place. In that brief instant, the demon's true form lunged forward to attack the old monster.

"Filthy beast!"

The Old Ancestor Yanshan was furious as he struck with his left fist. As he moved, an incredible scene unfolded: black and dark aura intertwined, converging into a giant skull in their midst.

With blood-red eyes, it gnashed its teeth, spewing demonic flames to fiercely attack the purple-robed corpse worms!

This time, the demon worm had no escape as it clashed with the skull.

"Drive away the insects. What is this now?"

The old monster paused and didn't continue advancing, knowing he was walking into a trap. He didn't recognize these bloodfire ants but saw they weren't formidable individually.

He spread his hands wide, forming intricate hand seals. As he moved, dark demonic energy began to coalesce, condense, contract, then explode.

Sharp ice needles appeared, black and razor-sharp despite their varying lengths. Countless in number, they filled a space of dozens of feet around the old monster.

Nature's balance meant that while the insect repelling technique was formidable, ice needle-type artifacts could counter it. The old monster didn't have such treasures but this spell had the same effect.

You have your strategy, I have mine. Although Lin Xuan far exceeded his expectations in strength, the old monster believed he would ultimately prevail.

"Go!"

He clapped his hands together and formed a sword with his fingers as he glared. As he moved, countless ice needles shot out like arrows from a powerful bow, transforming into black threads raining down on the bloodfire ant cloud.

Swooshing sounds filled the air followed by insect chirping as the corpses of the bloodfire ants fell like rain, densely falling to the ground.

Lin Xuan seemed to be in a losing position but he wasn't worried. He smiled coldly and confidently.

The death of bloodfire ants mattered little; Lin Xuan never expected much from individual insects. Bloodfire ants thrived on numbers.

A temporary setback was nothing compared to the victor who would laugh last.

Sure enough, Old Ancestor Yanshan soon couldn't laugh anymore as his expression changed from joy to anger. "Are you serious? Why are there so many?"

In just a short time, at least millions of bloodfire ants had fallen victim to his ice needle secret technique.

But that mattered little compared to the vast numbers Lin Xuan possessed. It was like comparing an iceberg tip to a mountain.

More and more bloodfire ant clouds poured out from the skull tower. The sky filled with terrifying insects as the ice needles, though numerous, were insignificant in comparison.

It was like throwing sand into a lake - just creating ripples.

"Damn you!"

Seeing himself being swallowed by the red insect cloud, Old Ancestor Yanshan wouldn't be foolish enough to wait for his doom. He cast a fierce glance and waved his hands like butterflies, chanting ancient incantations...

As he moved, the ice needles shot back like whales sucking water, converging around him to form an enormous ice ball.

The surface of the ice ball was covered with countless sharp spikes, leaving no gaps.

"Hmph, can being a porcupine be useful?"

Lin Xuan sneered as he emitted a clear sound. The red insect cloud above his head hummed in response and swarmed towards the ice ball like it knew nothing of fear.

Suddenly, explosions echoed as the bloodfire ants chose to self-destruct upon nearing the ice ball.

Though each individual bloodfire ant wasn't particularly powerful, their self-destruction released all their magical energy, making a significant difference.

With so many self-destructing insects, the combined explosion was devastating.

Boom!

The ice ball shattered in mere moments.

Lin Xuan rejoiced as he needed to keep up his momentum. The remaining bloodfire ants surrounded the old monster while explosions continued. Lin Xuan's approach showed some unscrupulous tactics - exhaust the opponent first before killing them.

With no extra bloodfire ants, they could only serve as cannon fodder against higher-level beings. As long as there was a queen ant, more could be reproduced.

The plan seemed good but Old Ancestor Yanshan, a divine being of the Sixth Stage, had rich combat experience and wouldn't be caught off guard. The bloodfire ants' relentless attacks couldn't break through his protective barrier in an instant.

The old monster lunged at Lin Xuan with a simple goal - to pull him into the explosion vortex as well. Bloodfire ants were immune to each other's damage, so while the front ones self-destructed, they wouldn't harm those behind. However, Lin Xuan, their controller, didn't have that luxury.

Thus, Old Ancestor Yanshan lunged at Lin Xuan with the same goal - to be pulled into the explosion vortex and turn his own tactics against him.

As the old monster moved, Lin Xuan saw through his plan and used his Heaven's Profound Steps. He vanished in an instant.

The next moment, Old Ancestor Yanshan appeared where Lin Xuan had stood, while Lin Xuan was a thousand feet away.

The old monster didn't give up as he continued using teleportation techniques.

Space ripples never ceased, two beams of light flashing continuously. The distance between the old monster and Lin Xuan narrowed.

Heaven's Profound Steps met its match; Old Ancestor Yanshan's spatial techniques were superior.

"Damn it!"

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve and cast a spell, scattering the bloodfire ants. The old monster's form reappeared.

He hadn't expected even the bloodfire ants to be useless as they were easily countered by this clever tactic.

Lin Xuan was both surprised and angry. He had nothing left to hide as he flicked his sleeve, emitting a flash of light. A short sword about a foot long flew out.

Ancient yet not plain, it exuded an imposing and luxurious aura.

Lin Xuan grasped the Soul Devouring Sword and took a deep breath, pouring all his magical energy into the artifact.

Instantly, sharp light flared as磅礴的灵气以林轩手中的仙剑为中心,向四周轰然爆发出去。

林轩右手狠狠向下挥落。

灵气汇聚中间,一道银色剑芒凭空而起。

长达七八丈,耀眼刺目,表面符文若隐若现地喷吐旋转闪烁,狠狠斩向老怪物。

燕山老祖眉头一皱,不闪不避,这一次决不让这浮华小子逃脱。他手中的狼牙棒狠狠挥落。

轰!

巨响声传来,银芒刺目,将方圆数里全都笼罩了进去。然而燕山老祖的身形只是被阻了一阻,随后继续扑了过来。

这样的结果让林轩勃然变色但并未惊慌失措。似乎他早有预料,噬灵剑那一击并没有用尽全力,只是为了争取时间而已。

吼!

林轩一声怒吼,左手上下飞舞,几个玄妙的法印浮现而出。随后林轩一张口喷出一道血雾,那血雾一闪与法印相混合化为一个直径尺许的符文,没入到林轩胸口之中。

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