Chapter 335 - Keep a sense of mystery

  Most of the blood-robed monk's magical powers were on those bloodworms, but they were turned into nothingness by Lu Xuan's huge investment and bombardment of more than 20 third-grade treasures.

  He couldn't help but be in a trance.

  Seeing that the dark black sword light was about to fly in front of him, a blue-gray humanoid puppet suddenly flashed out and blocked the blood-robed monk.

  "Don't wake up yet, do you want to wait for death obediently?"

  A cold voice sounded in the blood-robed monk's sea of ​​consciousness.

  The monk woke up instantly, and a dark prayer flag flew out, with gusts of cold wind, and countless resentful souls poured out from it.

  Seeing this, Lu Xuan's mind moved, and the dark black sword light changed accordingly.

  In an instant, it turned into many dark black owls, soaring at high speed in the strong wind, and lightning flashed on its wings.

  The resentful souls came into contact with it, as if they were bubbles, and shattered with a bang.

  Dozens and hundreds of thousands of owl sword energy attacked the blood-robed monk from all directions.

  The four-grade Wind and Thunder Sword, which had been repeatedly strengthened, and the four-grade "Thousand Owl Sword Art" produced by the Tianjian Sect, which was famous for its swordsmanship in the cultivation world, combined their strength to cut the blood-robed monk whose strength was greatly damaged into pieces.

  A green light escaped from his body in a panic and flew towards the short monk at lightning speed.

  Lu Xuan was calm, and the soul-guiding lamp floated in front of him. Under the lamp holder, countless dark red lamp tassels like tentacles swayed freely.

  The remaining soul of the blood-robed monk only felt a great attraction from the direction of the lantern, and involuntarily returned to float into the soul-guiding lamp.

  It turned into a clear face in the pale candle.

  "Which evil sect did you come from that even spared the soul and prevented people from entering the reincarnation."

  The short monk looked at the evil lantern in the air and asked solemnly.

  "I just used his own method to treat him. When you devoured the blood of monks and refined the corpses of monks into puppets, did you ever think that you might end up like this?"

  Lu Xuan sneered, and waved the Wind and Thunder Sword in his hand. Many dark sword beams whistled and attacked the short monk.

  The short monk knew that Lu Xuan was difficult to deal with. Even though his cultivation was much higher than his, he was still very afraid.

  Although Lu Xuan had already used a fourth-grade sword talisman and many third-grade gems, the short monk did not dare to bet whether he had similar treasures in his hand. The

  monk's already short body shrank sharply, and then the whole person turned into countless black lines, shooting into the acupoints of the blue-gray corpse puppets.

  Dozens of corpse puppets seemed to have thoughts in an instant, and all kinds of body movements and magics were used against Lu Xuan.

  Lu Xuan's figure flashed, and the sword beam shot out, chopping a blue-gray corpse puppet close to him into pieces.

  He stepped on the ground and turned into a floating light. While dodging the attacks of three corpse puppets, the wind and thunder sword energy slashed at the nearest corpse puppet.

  Suddenly, a strong wind blew from behind.

  The blue-gray corpse puppet that was originally chopped into pieces jumped up from the ground, cutting, hammering, or smashing, attacking Lu Xuan.

  A crying sound like a baby sounded, and a three-foot-long straw doll appeared out of thin air behind Lu Xuan.

  The doll was woven with countless fine hay, and its facial features vaguely resembled Lu Xuan. The

  substitute evil infant that had been hanging on his waist blocked the sudden attack of the corpse puppet fragments.

  Lu Xuan came back to his senses and felt lucky.

  If it weren't for the substitute evil infant blocking it, his physical body would have been seriously injured if it had faced this strange attack directly.

  He didn't expect that this corpse puppet could launch such a fierce sudden attack after being smashed into pieces.

  "The corpse puppets are already fearless, and now with the integration of the short monk, their means of attack are endless. Even fragments can pose a fatal threat to us."

  "The most urgent task is to pull out the monk hidden in the many corpse puppets."

  "The body can be transformed into countless black lines, but the soul is extremely difficult to do this, unless he has the spiritual strength of the Jindan realm, or has practiced the rare soul-splitting technique."   

  Lu Xuan's mind turned, and a thin layer of spiritual energy covered the surface of his pupils.

  Under the Delusion-Breaking Pupil Technique, his eyes could vaguely perceive the black lines hidden in the corpse puppets, and could sense the number, length, and corresponding changes of the black lines.

  He pretended not to have discovered the mystery of the corpse puppets and continued to deal with the many corpse puppets.

  "Now!"

  A corpse puppet sneaked up to Lu Xuan. Under the effect of Lu Xuan's pupil technique, the black lines in this corpse puppet were obviously stronger than others, and it was very likely that a cultivator's soul was hidden.

  When the corpse puppet was about to launch an attack, suddenly, a crack appeared in front of his eyes, and a gray-white pupil emerged from the crack, staring at the corpse puppet without any emotion. The

  cultivator's soul hidden in the corpse puppet felt his mind falling continuously, and countless illusions pulled him into a chaotic place.

  He knew that something was wrong, and his mind and spirit were united. When he woke up, he found that a monstrous sword intent was locking onto him.

  "Meteoric Sword Talisman!"

  The meteor on the surface of the sword talisman in Lu Xuan's hand passed by, and the sword intent burned, attacking the corpse puppet with an unmatched momentum.

  In a flash, the short monk's soul moved into a corpse puppet beside him.

  But the sword energy like a meteor seemed to have completely locked him. He turned and followed closely, smashing the corpse puppet into powder and sublimating directly. As

  the meteor sword energy moved, the speed became faster and faster, and the power became stronger and stronger. It drew a beautiful arc and cut all the corpse puppets into nothingness.

  The soul of the monk hidden in the corpse puppet dissipated.

  "If all the corpse puppets are completely solved, there is no need to worry about whether I can find you."

  Lu Xuan sighed in a low voice.

  Among the three sword talismans that the sword raising gourd opened, the Roaring Sea Sword Talisman is a group attack method, and the sword energy is as surging as the waves.

  The Big Sun Sword Talisman can capture people's souls and take away their wills, and the sword energy is fierce and overbearing.

  The Falling Star Sword Talisman has the strongest single-target attack and the fastest speed, and it has a determination not to give up until the opponent is killed.

  "Unfortunately, there is no chance for you to bet on how many sword talismans are left in my storage bag."

  Lu Xuan said secretly, just picking up the storage bag of the short monk.

  "Well, why is the cool breath from the Immaculate Jade not decreasing but increasing?"

  Lu Xuan's heart suddenly jumped, and his spiritual consciousness swept over and found that at some point, the black gas at the bottom of the jade pool had reached an extremely dense level.

  It was like a substance, constantly surging, and a trembling breath came from it.

  "Fifth-grade longevity peach... four powerful treasures suppress it..."

  Lu Xuan's mind turned rapidly, and a golden jade book appeared out of thin air.

  When he opened the jade book, a majestic cry that permeated the entire secret realm sounded. A

  golden crow with white and gold flames all over its body shot out like lightning!

  In an instant, the whole world turned into a vast expanse of white, filled with endless pure white flames.

  The black gas in the jade pool was like snow under the scorching sun, melting rapidly.

  "No matter where you come from, it's better to keep a sense of mystery."

  Lu Xuan closed the jade book, and the golden crow in the sky chirped crisply, turned into a white light and drilled into the jade book.

  Only the surging pure white flame was still burning.

  (End of this chapter)