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第三卷 幽州乱 第四百七十一章 苦战

Chapter 471 - Intense Battle

In a sudden burst of laughter, Ying sneered at Lin Xuan before extending his tiny hands and forming strange hand seals. His entire body transformed into a dark aura that plunged into Zhou Mian's chest.

Crack! Crack!

A sound so sharp it made the teeth ache echoed as Zhou Mian's body shot up several feet. Muscles bulged, and the armor on his chest and abdomen rapidly grew, covering most of his body in an instant.

Nails elongated, bone blades sprouted from joints like elbows and knees, and his presence surged with power...

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, a serious expression on his face, but showed no signs of retreating as Moon had suggested.

Zhou Mian's transformation was indeed shocking. However, Lin Xuan had never heard of anyone advancing to the Core Formation stage after going mad due to an accident.

Many old monsters with deep good fortune Lin Xuan had seen, and Zhou Mian clearly hadn't reached that level yet.

With a lick at his lips, he felt confident that as long as he was careful, dealing with this would be no trouble.

Lin Xuan pulled out a spirit ghost bag from the waistband of his pants, casting it with a flick of his fingers. Black smoke billowed as dozens of tall skeletal figures blocked his path.

Armored and wielding weapons, their presence was formidable.

Zhou Mian's pupils constricted, clearly wary of Lin Xuan's endless array of tactics.

But this wasn't over yet. Lin Xuan and Moon's attacks had already reached him.

Zhou Mian crossed his arms, his body curling into a ball.

The thick armor completely enveloped him as spiritual light flashed wildly, sending waves of energy skyward. Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned but then grinned in relief; Zhou Mian daring to withstand his attack meant he would be severely injured even if not killed.

But before the smile could fully form on his lips, Lin Xuan's eyebrows shot up as a round ball zipped past where he had stood, exploding and piercing a small hill behind him.

Lin Xuan sucked in a cold breath; this opponent was truly formidable.

Seeing that the attack missed, the monster turned its attention back to them.

Lin Xuan quickly retreated while releasing his divine sense.

Upon receiving the command, the iron-armored mummies roared, spewing corpse energy as they charged towards the monster with black clouds swirling around them.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan poured more magical power into the Flying Cloud Snowfall Sword. The treasure flashed a few times before finally splitting the giant centipede into light points.

Following this, the Beast Soul Treasure returned to its original form as an jade flute, hovering and dancing in front of him.

Zhou Mian's face darkened with displeasure; he no longer used his strange attacks but instead dashed past, arriving among the mummies.

Facing a formidable enemy, the iron-armored mummies immediately thrust their long spears at Zhou Mian.

"Good move!"

Zhou Mian laughed loudly. This was the first time Lin Xuan had heard him speak since he transformed into a monster, though his voice was dry and hoarse, sending shivers down one's spine.

With a flick of his right arm, it instantly unfurled into several black whip-like tentacles that bound three mummies.

Pulling them to himself, he greedily opened his mouth and bit down on the largest one.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan felt a chill. While zombies biting people was terrifying, the reverse...

This further confirmed that Zhou Mian had become something entirely different from before.

The iron-armored mummy's body was as hard as steel but melted like tofu under Zhou Mian's fangs. Black corpse blood gushed out of the wounds while he greedily devoured it.

Disgusting aside, consuming the corpse blood made his presence even more formidable.

Lin Xuan didn't know that Blood Sovereign had intended to recruit Zhou Mian and his wife but had secretly infused them with demonic energy when teaching them the Demon Infant Technique. While this allowed for quick cultivation of evil arts in the short term, it came with immense risks. The claim that demonic energy would slowly corrode and transform one's essence was nothing more than a lie.

Zhou Mian's long-term cultivation of orthodox methods had only been temporarily suppressed; now having gone mad, he was unlike any ordinary cultivator. His body was entirely demonized, and the monster he became would likely be unrecognizable to Blood Sovereign himself.

Seeing Zhou Mian's aggressive demeanor after consuming corpse blood, Lin Xuan's expression turned grim. The monster grinned, using its tentacles to drag another mummy over.

"Explosion!"

Lin Xuan formed a hand seal and whispered, "Boom!" The two iron-armored mummies stopped struggling but emitted black light as they chose to self-destruct with a loud explosion.

Recollecting the spirit ghost bag, Lin Xuan sent out dark mist, recovering the mummies. Since these tactics were ineffective, he didn't want them to suffer futile deaths.

Taking a deep breath, he realized how far this opponent had pushed him.

While his strength was still short of that of an old monster at Core Formation stage, it was undoubtedly beyond that of a Condensation Pill cultivator.

Ordinary techniques wouldn't easily kill him. As he thought this, Lin Xuan tapped his storage bag and retrieved several treasures.

A primitive-looking mirror and a small white ball the size of a fist.

Then, he pointed to the red shield above them with a solemn expression on his face.

The shield began spinning rapidly, its surface adorned with countless golden runes that flowed beautifully.

It transformed into a fiery red light screen, blocking Lin Xuan's path.

This wasn't over. After consecutively casting several ancient treasures, Lin Xuan seemed to realize he needed more. He raised his right hand, and a green flame the size of an egg appeared in his heart.

Meanwhile, Zhou Mian was not idle; he repeatedly tried to pounce but was always blocked by Moon, who stood in front of Lin Xuan with a smile.

While Zhou Mian's cultivation surpassed Moon significantly, her Immortal Demon Essence could not be taken lightly. Moreover, she held a top-tier treasure, and such banners were inherently unpredictable, capable of both offense and defense. Even if Moon's divine power was slightly inferior to his, her intent to delay meant he could only watch.

Several times, Zhou Mian was confined in a large area of demonic fog, fuming with frustration. However, Moon never engaged him directly; she moved swiftly, the monster barely touching any part of her clothing.

Of course, this strategy looked grand and impressive but was actually quite taxing for Moon. Manipulating so many spirits and ghostly energies through the demon banner consumed a lot of divine power quickly.

But it didn't matter; he just needed to buy some time for his young master.

The monster felt frustrated as well; one of Lin Xuan's spirit servants proved to be this formidable.

P.S.: Sorry, only one chapter today. As usual, I'll make up for it with three more tomorrow.

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