Chapter 149: Dark Loss

Thinking of these, Shen Linfeng couldn't help but become extremely frightened.

The strength of the true spirit is actually so strong that it can have such strength with just a wisp of breaking the sky. I really don't know if the real spirit comes, it will be a doomsday scene. At least Shen Linfeng can be sure that he has no resistance in front of the powerful true spirit, and even the huge pressure released by the other party is enough to make himself explode and die without any luck.

Shen Linfeng thought nonsense in his heart, but he didn't know that his worry was completely superfluous. Because their cultivation is too strong, there is no way to stay in this kind of micro interface where Shen Linfeng is located.

If there is really a true spiritual body, not to mention Shen Linfeng's own life, I'm afraid that the whole interface he currently exists will collapse in an instant.

Because of the disaster countless years ago, countless interfaces have become fragile. Originally, at least one interface could be accommodated, but now it can no longer be done.

After turning his mind for a moment, Shen Linfeng once again turned his eyes to the distance and watched the middle-aged battle between the old monster and the brocade robe.

Unexpectedly, in this moment of Shen Linfeng's wild thoughts, the old monster and the middle-aged brocade robe did not move.

"Did you see everything just now?" Hua Laowei and Jinpao's middle-aged man just looked at each other. Hua Laoxu hesitated for a moment and finally said to the middle-aged Jinpao with a dry mouth.

"Not bad." The middle-aged man nodded and said.

Compared with the old flowers, the middle-aged man's face is obviously much more ugly. He looked at the five-clawed golden dragon condensed from countless small scriptures in front of him with some fear and became hesitant.

Although the five-clawed golden dragon-shaped golden lightning in the sky just now disappeared very quickly, it was easily captured by the powerful old flower monster and the middle-aged spirit of the brocade robe. The two did not hear the conversation between Liu Meier and Shen Linfeng, so they attributed the appearance of the golden lightning to their own battle.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world? The middle-aged Jinpao has just condensed a five-clawed golden dragon with the scriptures of Haoranjing, and the same golden dragon-like lightning appears in the sky. There is obviously a connection between the two.

"Min Taoist friend, Hua advises you to admit defeat quickly. What you have done before has annoyed the true spirit of the superior interface. If you continue to be as stubborn as now, I'm afraid it will cause death." The old monster slowly suppressed the panic in his heart, turned his eyes, and said with a smile to the middle-aged man in the brocade robe.

"Well, flower friends are very good at inserting needles. How do you know that everything before was caused by Min? Can't it be caused by yourself? Maybe it was the nine-day dragon on the upper interface who saw that you drove these five silver-winged ghost pythons to be disrespectful to the real dragon family, so he warned you with a wisp of divine thoughts. The middle-aged Jinpao snorted coldly.

Although he was a little uneasy in his heart, how could he admit defeat as easily as the old man Hua said? Isn't it a cheap old man for no reason?

"Since Min Daoyou refused to listen to Hua's advice, Hua had to use his strength to make Min Daoyou admit defeat." Seeing this, Hua Laomeng couldn't help but feel cold. Originally, I thought I could take advantage of the situation to make the other party give in, but I didn't think that Jinpao was so ignorant of current affairs.

The middle-aged Jinpao snorted coldly and stopped answering. With this magnificent imitation in hand, he doesn't believe that the old monster can easily defeat himself. Even if the old monster has such skills, he is afraid that he will be stripping himself at that time.

Without waiting for the old monster to make a move, the middle-aged man in the brocade robe pinched the formula from his hand, and then pointed to the five-clawed golden dragon. The next moment, the five-clawed golden dragon made a loud and unusual sound of dragon, and then fixed his eyes on the silver-winged ghost python on the far left.

With one mouth, a dazzling golden beam of light suddenly shot out of the mouth of the five-clawed golden dragon. The beam of light condensed together, as if it had substance, and hit the head of the silver-winged ghost python on the far left with lightning.

There was a loud noise, and at the moment of contact with the golden beam of light, the head of the silver-winged ghost python suddenly burst open.

Not only that, but the vastness contained in the golden light also took the opportunity to attach to the neck of the silver-winged ghost python, preventing the head of the silver-winged ghost python from growing again.

The black-winged python's neck was bleeding and looked extremely disgusting, and a tiny dark snake head grew out of its neck. But before it could be completely formed, a white light suddenly appeared. Around the small dark snake's head, the snake's head rolled to the ground and turned into a pool of dark blood again.

Three times in a row, the newly grown dark snake head is more ruthless than the sudden white light. After three failures, the body of the silver-winged ghost python was about a circle smaller than before, and the spiritual light on its body was also a little dim. It seems that if the snake head can no longer be successfully born, the silver-winged ghost python may die.

All this happened in an instant. When the old monster found out, the body of the silver-winged python had become different from before.

The old monster snorted coldly and grabbed his right hand out of thin air, capturing the body of the five silver-winged ghost python that kept twisting in front of him. Then, the old monster bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the neck of the silver-winged ghost python.

I don't know why, when the golden light and Haoran righteousness lingering around the neck of the silver-winged python touched the blood of the old monster, they retreated with great fear, as if they had met a nemesis. Without the obstruction of the magnificent spirit, the head of the silver-winged ghost python finally grew successfully, but it was significantly smaller than before.

The newly grown silver-winged ghost python is extremely hateful for the middle-aged man in the brocade robe. Before the old monster could give orders, it shot and flew to the middle-aged place where the brocade robe was. The silver-winged python opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, and its sharp teeth stained with green venom seemed to tear the enemy into pieces at any time.

"What a waste. Get back to me." Seeing this, the old monster roared at the silver-winged ghost python angrily.

Hearing the words, the body of the silver-winged ghost python trembled and turned around with some fear, but did not return as the old monster said.

It turned around and looked at the old monster with its red eyes the size of a fist, looking very unwilling.

Then, the silver-winged ghost python made a harsh roar in its mouth, and once again a pair of silver wings behind it shot at the middle-aged man in the opposite brocade robe, which was much faster than before.

"Idiot." The old monster was furious. This silver-winged ghost python was tantamount to finding a way to die. How could it threaten the middle-aged man in the brocade robe alone? I'm afraid that before it could get close, it would be destroyed again by the five-clawed golden dragon condensed by the vast scriptures.

More importantly, if the silver-winged python loses control because of anger, it will inevitably cause a very serious reaction to the old flower monster, which is undoubtedly not a good thing for him at present.

It seems to verify that the speculation in the heart of the old monster was not wrong. When the silver-winged ghost python was still about two feet away from the middle age of the brocade robe, a sneer finally appeared on his face, and there was a quick pinch in his hand.

The five-clawed golden dragon opened its eyes, and a mouth spewed out of golden light again, attacking the silver-winged ghost python flying on the opposite side.

This time, the silver-winged ghost python was obviously already on guard, so when the golden light spewed out of the mouth of the five-clawed golden dragon, a gray smoke also erupted from the mouth of the silver-winged ghost python.

The color of this gray smoke is quite similar to the chaotic atmosphere on Shen Linfeng's body, but the difference is that the gray fog spewed out in the mouth of the silver-winged python contains an extremely cold atmosphere.

As soon as the gray fog appeared, the temperature around it suddenly dropped, as if it had fallen into the ice cave in an instant.

At the same time, at the moment when the gray fog appeared, countless sharp and harsh ghost crying suddenly appeared. The sound of ghost crying came from the gray fog and went to the middle-aged man in the brocade robe on the ground.

The golden light spewing from the mouth of the five-clawed golden dragon fell into the gray fog, like a stone like the sea, without causing any ripples. On the contrary, the sound of ghost crying in the gray fog made the middle-aged Jinpao a little restless.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe snorted coldly, and when his mind turned, many small words appeared again in the imitation of the Haoran Sutra, forming a big golden rune in front of him. At the moment when this golden rune appeared, the sharp and harsh sound of ghost crying disappeared from the middle-aged brain of the brocade robe and could no longer be affected at all.

Then, the middle-aged hand of the brocade robe pinched the secret again, and a series of golden beams of light spewed out of the mouth of the five-clawed golden dragon, and these beams of light all went towards the gray fog.

At the beginning, the golden beam of light did not play a role, but after the seventh golden beam, the gray fog began to be stirred by the golden beam of light and began to roll up.

"Wow..." The sharp and harsh sound of ghost crying became a little sad, as if it was suffering great pain. The gray fog also rolled faster and faster under the stirring of the golden beam of light, as if it could dissipate at any time.

The five-clawed golden dragon is condensed from the scriptures in this imitation Haoran Sutra. Although it is not the real Haoran Sutra, it still belongs to the kind of spiritual treasure that specializes in restraining evil and foreign objects.

The gray fog previously spewed out in the mouth of the silver-winged ghost python is the countless corpse gas and ghosts it has absorbed and refined, which itself is the most evil thing. When the yin and evil corpse gas meets the yang-right qi, it is naturally completely restrained, and even half of its original strength cannot be exerted.

The silver-winged ghost python made a scream in its mouth, and the ghost in the gray fog was refined by it and had long been a part of its body. Now these ghosts have been extinguished by the golden light spitting out in the mouth of the five-clawed golden dragon, which naturally caused great damage to it.

"Well, but a silver-winged ghost python dares to be arrogant in front of me." The middle-aged Jinpao saw this, and the expression on his face couldn't help showing a trace of pride.

It has been a very happy thing for him to have this imitation of Haoranjing. Now he uses this thing to make the flower monster whose cultivation is higher than his suffered a little secret loss, which makes him extremely excited.

Hua Laom's face was gloomy, and he shouted loudly, and at the same time, he suddenly pinched the formula in his hand.

A sad scream suddenly came from the mouth of the silver-winged ghost python not far away, and then the gray fog rushed to its mouth at the same time, and in a blink of an eye, it was swallowed into its abdomen again.

The next moment, the old monster's hand moved, and the silver-winged ghost python twisted its body and was forcibly recalled by it.

"Evil beast!" The old flower monster scolded at the silver-winged ghost python.

If it hadn't been for the fact that the silver-winged python was extremely difficult to cultivate, I'm afraid that the flower monster would really have the impulse to kill it on the spot.

Even so, the old monster still uses the spirit beast contract to teach the silver-winged ghost python some lessons through his mind.

A sad scream came from the mouth of the silver-winged ghost python. Under this extreme pain, two drops of crystal clear tears appeared in the corners of the silver-winged ghost python's eyes, and the eyes of the old flower monster were full of fear.