Chapter 50 Fierce Battle

Seeing this, the real elder sneered disdainfully. A white light flashed in front of him, showing the appearance of a bronze tripod. There are many complicated and ancient runes engraved on the tripod, and a vicissitudes of life emanate from this bronze tripod.

As soon as the real elder sacrificed this bronze tripod, he immediately played several formulas. Then, a powerful and horrible white light flashed out of the tripod and hit the four flying sword lights and shadows and a substantial sword light.

"Boom..."

The powerful and horrible white light that shot on the bronze tripod was instantly hit with the four flying sword lights and shadows and a substantial sword light. There was a sound that resounded through the sky.

Xiao Heng's face turned white, his body staggered, and he almost fell down. After stabilizing his body, Xiao Heng spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, it's actually a mid-level spiritual weapon. You actually have a middle-level spiritual weapon. After Xiao Heng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, he looked directly into the eyes of the real elder and said in disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible. My Long family is a family that has been passed down for thousands of years, and these spiritual weapons are still taken out." After hearing the words, the real elder did not continue to stimulate the middle-level spiritual weapon, but seemed to be a little patient and explained to Xiao Heng.

However, anyone can see that this real elder is not patient, but wants to slowly torture Xiao Heng to death.

Xiao Heng exhaled heavily. With cold eyes, he looked directly at the real elder and said, "I said that if you want me to die, you have to show your ability." After saying that, the divine mind went into the dragon ring. The huge original spiritual liquid in the dragon ring attracted a trace of it.

Then, a pure original aura is like a flood. On Xiao Heng's left index finger, he poured in. Following the meridians above his left hand, he rushed to Dantian Zifu crazily. In an instant, it filled Xiao Heng's whole body.

In the eyes of the real elders and the children of the Long family around him, I just felt that Xiao Heng's breath was soaring at an extremely terrible speed.

Just now, I still felt that this was a real elder like a cat-and-mouse game, but at this time, he looked shocked.

And the children of the Long family around them were even more staring at each other, looking like they were a ghost.

Xiao Heng's momentum climbed all the way, and soon he broke through the level in the later stage of the spiritual realm.

But it doesn't seem to be enough. Xiao Heng's breath is still soaring.

"How come, what's going on?" As soon as he saw Xiao Heng's breath all over his body, he seemed to be soaring that the children of the Long family around him were so nervous that they asked each other.

At this time, the real elder finally couldn't stand it, and a formula came out. On the bronze tripod, a powerful and horrible white light suddenly burst out, shooting straight into Xiao Heng's chest.

At this time, Xiao Heng, who closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes. A vast pressure broke out on his body.

At this time, the powerful and horrible white light also shot in front of Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng almost teleported and disappeared in place in a flash. Appeared more than ten feet away.

"In the early stage of the mysterious world, how is it possible? What secret art do you use? How can the cultivation be improved so horribly? As soon as he felt the breath of Xiao Heng at this time, the real elder suddenly exclaimed in disbelief.

The secret art that can temporarily indicate cultivation is rare. Although the general sequelae are very serious, this kind of secret art is still difficult for countless monks to dream of. Because maybe when this secret skill can turn the world around and turn defeat into victory at the time of fighting. Generally, the secret skills that can temporarily improve cultivation will not be exaggerated. At this time, Xiao Heng directly crossed two equal levels and reached the next level. This had to frighten the elders of the Long family.

Xiao Heng did not answer. He stared at the real elder with solemn eyes, and his hands were constantly tying one seal after another. A breath of terrible destruction is brewing on the sky above Xiao Heng's head. An extremely dangerous feeling rose to the hearts of all the monks under the sky.

As soon as he saw the series of magic seals made by Xiao Heng, the real elder immediately exclaimed again: "God's punishment, terrible." As soon as the words arrived, the real elder hurriedly sacrificed a colorful umbrella and covered it over his head.

And at the next moment when the real elder just sacrificed the colorful umbrella, Xiao Heng was in the sky. Suddenly, the depth of the explosion was endless, and then it burst down countless thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket and extremely terrible.

"Boom, boom, boom." The whole sky, the whole world, seems to be trembling. Countless buckets of thunder and lightning, mixed with a vast smell of destruction, shot down above the nine heavens.

"Ah, divine punishment. How could he..." At this time, a group of advanced monks in the spiritual realm in the distance looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

Seeing this, the real elder looked solemn and completely disdainful. Looking at the countless thunder and lightning, the real elder immediately stimulated several charms and condensed seven or eight layers of various light masks in front of him.

"Boom." The terrible thunder and lightning hit the defensive mask in front of the real elder almost in an instant. However, the defensive light mask seemed to have no effect, and was smashed by countless thunder and lightning in an instant.

The subsequent thunder and lightning instantly drowned the real elders who only had a colorful umbrella defense.

A muffled hum came, and the thunder flashed away, showing the real elder's awkward figure.

And before the real elder gasped, another wave of thunder and lightning poured down. Looking at the thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket pouring down on the nine heavens again, the real elder's face suddenly changed. He clenched his teeth and desperately stimulated the defensive power of the colorful umbrella. He didn't expect Xiao Heng to be so difficult to deal with at all. As soon as he came up, he directly used his secret skills to improve his cultivation to the same as himself. Then he directly performed the divine punishment by thunder.

Looking at this scene like the coming of the doomsday, and the real elder who seems to have only the power to fight. The monks in the early spiritual realm of the surrounding Long family suddenly swallowed their saliva. Looking at Xiao Heng's eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible awe.

Countless thunder and lightning bombarded until six waves were bombarded. Xiao Heng gasped and stopped his hands with knots.

After the thunder dissipated, the real elder who seemed to be a little embarrassed showed up.

The image of the real elder at this time is really a little embarrassed. The originally majestic gray robe was already scorched at this time, and the hair and long beard were bent by lightning. It looks a little funny. It seems that although it is not extremely embarrassed, it has also lost its original high demeanor. And the colorful umbrella, which had previously seemed to have a weak defense power, also became a little anxious and lost its spirit.

"Damn boy, if I don't frustrate you today, I'll take your last name." As soon as the real elder appeared, he immediately shouted at Xiao Heng angrily. Obviously, he lost his patience by Xiao Heng's heavenly punishment.

After saying that, the real elder took a move with his right hand, a golden yellow, and the rune-circling clock was taken in his hand. The index finger flicked against the golden clock, and an inspiration hit it.

"Dong..." A dull sound came out on the palm-to-mouthed clock.

The spiritual power in Xiao Heng's body suddenly stagnated when he heard the bell. Xiao Heng sensitively felt that a trace of spiritual power in his body was being dissipated by the sound of the bell. And the meridians in Xiao Heng's body also burst into swelling and pain at the same time as the bell rang.

Then, another series of dull bells rang above the golden bell.

Xiao Heng's face turned white, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Heng secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good. Quickly panicked from the dragon ring and took out a bunch of various attack charms from the Qiankun ring of Long Ao and Longdie. After being stimulated, he threw them away at the real elder.

Seeing this, the real elder snorted coldly and stretched out his dry palm. Inhale the seal of all kinds of attack. Those dazzling attack spells transformed by all kinds of charms were sucked into the palms of the real elders. It can be seen that its cultivation of the mysterious realm is not blown out by the mouth.

Then the real elder pinched his palm without hesitation, and the miscellaneous ice arrows, fire snakes, and wind blades all dissipated. It turned into a dull charm and burned into ashes in the air.

At this time, Xiao Heng had already felt a sense of powerlessness rising in his body. In the depths of the soul, there seems to be a sense of dizziness. Xiao Heng knew that if he was forcibly promoted to Xuanjing, his cultivation would immediately subside. Once his cultivation is restored, Xiao Heng's body will be immediately unsupported, and he will not have the ability to resist at all.

Shaking his head, Xiao Heng forcibly raised his spirit and looked at the real elder who was ready to ring the golden clock. After Xiao Heng's eyes flashed for a moment, he gritted his teeth, took out all the remaining attack charms, and then lost them to the real elders after stimulation.

Looking at the power of all kinds of charm attacks like just now, the real elder's disdainful cold humming sounded again. He stretched out his hand again and sucked these attack powers, which were not threatening in his eyes, into the palm of his hand.

However, somehow, a sense of threat rose in the heart of the true elder.

"It's terrible."

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