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第三千六百五十五章 法宝变幻

Fingering lightly, a thread of green light appeared. The sharp swordlight was struck with such force that it seemed to have been hit by lightning and was easily deflected.

"Impossible!"

The bald man's expression turned pale at this outcome. Although the sword wasn't his primary treasure, its power was considerable. Moreover, he hadn't held back during the ambush; his intention had been to defeat Lin Xuan in one fell swoop. How did he end up with such a result?

This young fellow before him proved far more troublesome than expected.

His face darkened as an ominous feeling arose within him. However, there was no going back once things reached this point. Whether in the cultivation world or the secular realm, there were no regrets to be had.

With thoughts racing, a cruel expression flashed across his face. He flicked his sleeves and summoned another treasure.

Crackling sounds filled his ears as brilliant flames and electric arcs danced into view. Lin Xuan's pupils constricted; this was a sharp-tipped treasure.

The aura it emitted was formidable indeed.

"Quickly!"

The bald man raised his right hand, pointing at the treasure. A wave of space rumbled before him, accompanied by terrifying spiritual pressure descending from the heavens. The lightning-fire cone-shaped treasure vanished in an instant.

Seeing this familiar scene, Lin Xuan's face showed no hesitation as he clenched his fists. Crackling sounds filled his ears once more.

A brilliant light burst forth from his body, like a flame. It coalesced into a thick layer of light.

The dazzling silver light flickered with countless runes constantly appearing on its surface.

What Lin Xuan was now using wasn't just a simple Qi Shield; its defensive power rivaled the very top-grade treasures.

Boom!

In the next moment, a loud explosion echoed as the lightning-fire cone-shaped treasure collided forcefully with Lin Xuan's protective barrier. Gale-force winds erupted in all directions as the storm-like waves spread wildly.

The destructive force was astonishing.

However, Lin Xuan's expression remained calm. The attack, though fierce, could not break through his barrier at all. A mere mid-transcendence cultivator was nothing to him now. Even if he wasn't weaker than others of his level, he certainly couldn't be considered a powerhouse; just an ordinary fellow.

Seeing the attack ineffective, the bald man's face turned hideously pale. His eyes flickered with hesitation but quickly hardened. He punched his chest fiercely.

"Bang!"

It sounded like drumming as blood gushed from his mouth and was instantly absorbed by the lightning-fire cone. A chirping sound entered Lin Xuan’s ears as the cone transformed into a giant horned bee. However, its size was beyond comprehension; it was over ten feet long with wings that buzzed so loudly they made one's heart race. It pummeled the silver barrier savagely.

But to no avail; the barrier seemed impossibly hard. Despite the cone's formidable power, even in its transformed form as a horned bee, it could not harm Lin Xuan.

A mocking smile curled at the corners of his lips.

The bald man was furious, and beside him, an elderly woman with white hair had a similarly grim expression. They both knew that Lin Xuan’s strength far exceeded their expectations; they had truly encountered a formidable enemy.

But there was no room for retreat now.

They could only fight to the death.

With thoughts racing, the old woman threw her龙头杖 out without hesitation. A brilliant light burst from her body, and she appeared anything but elderly. She waved her hands rapidly as incantations flew from her fingers. The treasure trembled before transforming into a pitch-black snake thicker than a water bucket, lunging at the barrier.

Opening its blood-stained maw, it bit ferociously. But to no avail; the barrier remained unbreakable.

The old woman and the bald man exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other's eyes. They had no choice but to fight on.

"Go all out!"

Both reached for their waists, bright lights flashing as they summoned new treasures. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Lin Xuan wasn't a fool; he wouldn't stand there and take hits.

Seeing them so reckless, Lin Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile. Without further ado, he raised his right hand, crackling sounds filling the air. Electric arcs swirled around his arm.

Black light flickered as brilliant spiritual light burst forth.

Of course, it was Lin Xuan’s painstakingly cultivated Yin Phantom Lightning.

Though not yet fully matured, its power was already formidable.

Lin Xuan spread his fingers and a black lightning dragon shot out from his arm. Pouncing on the horned bee and the snake, it fiercely attacked them.

The bald man and the old woman's faces fell as they had to engage in battle despite their surprise. They hastily cast several incantations.

The horned bee and the giant snake abandoned the barrier and lunged at the lightning dragon.

As soon as they touched, an unbelievable scene unfolded. Lin Xuan clutched his hands, and the lightning dragon disintegrated into nothingness. In its place were streaks of dark electric arcs that flickered across a space about ten feet in diameter, enveloping both the snake and the bee.

"Uh-oh, we've been tricked."

The bald man and the old woman's expressions turned to shock as they realized their own treasures had lost their connection with them. The horned bee and giant snake's eyes became dull, and their sizes rapidly diminished.

In just a few breaths, they reverted to the lightning-fire cone and the龙头杖.

However, the brilliance of their treasures dimmed significantly. With a wave of his hand, Lin Xuan released an overwhelming suction force that took both treasures into his palm.

"You..."

They were truly desperate now; losing their primary treasures meant certain doom. In a panic, the bald man shouted as he punched Lin Xuan with all his might.

The sound of breaking air filled the air as his fierce fist collided with Lin Xuan's body. He was no lightweight; this man was actually an expert in physical cultivation techniques.

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