Chapter 320: Counterattack, the power of the small bronze mirror

"We didn't expect that the evil cultivator would have such means."

Elder Xuetang sighed deeply.

Even the iron-faced woman, who usually didn't talk much, had a heavy look in her eyes.

"Before we break the formation."

"Whether he lives or dies, he can only depend on his own destiny."

Luo Xingshuang's face suddenly turned pale when she heard this.

If she hadn't been supported by Xu Qingyue and Xue Qinghan, she might have fallen down immediately.

"How, how could this happen..."

Luo Xingshuang's pretty face turned pale, and a look of worry flashed in her eyes.

Xu Qingyue's face was also not pretty.

Although Xue Qinghan said nothing, the anxious and worried look in his eyes could not be hidden at all.

She took a deep breath and supported Luo Xingshuang, who was a little weak.

"All we can do now is trust Lin Yuan."

"Sister Qinghan, I'm so scared..."

"I'm afraid too."

Xue Qinghan sighed heavily, "But it's useless to be afraid. I believe that Lin Yuan will be fine."

The three women looked at each other.

not far away.

Han Yunxuan, the mighty saint of heaven, held the mighty spear tightly in her hand, and the mouth of the tiger's mouth looked a little white due to excessive force.

She looked at the Blood Fiend Sealing Heaven Formation that sealed the surrounding space, a trace of confusion and worry flashed in her eyes, and she spoke in a voice that only she could hear.

"Lin, you must not die..."

"If you die, this Holy Son will take away all your women..."

…

In the formation.

The figure of the evil cultivator slowly rose into the sky.

He looked down at Lin Yuan and Xiao Bai.

"I have finished the play with you. Now, do you have any last words?"

The evil cultivator's expression was full of jest.

After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a red light that was so rich that it almost became a substance flew out of his mouth and slowly flew in the direction of the two of them.

"The soul-eating blood beads of the Nanming Blood Demon."

Cold sweat broke out on Xiaobai's forehead.

"what is that?"

Lin Yuan asked with a frown.

"The Nanming Blood Demon's signature secret skill, the soul-devouring blood beads, can swallow up a warrior's bloodline and fortune and turn it into his own use."

"This man's soul-eating blood beads have almost formed a physical form."

"If it forms an entity, he can enter the realm of a holy master."

Xiaobai explained quickly.

"Some insight."

The evil cultivator man clapped his hands and swept his eyes over Xiao Bai, with undisguised greed in his eyes.

The soul-eating blood beads separated from the evil cultivator's body and quickly flew towards Lin Yuan and Xiao Bai.

Lin Yuan forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

At this time, he was ready to activate the small bronze mirror at any time.

Originally, Lin Yuan planned to use a small bronze mirror to directly kill the evil cultivator, but now after hearing Xiao Bai's words, he realized it.

Want to truly kill the evil cultivator.

This soul-eating blood bead is the key among the keys.

"strangeness……"

Seeing the soul-eating blood bead getting closer and closer to him, Lin Yuan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, as if he had seen the aura of this thing before.

Sudden.

An idea flashed in Lin Yuan's mind!

"I remembered that the Qi mechanism of this soul-devouring blood bead is very similar to the marrow-sucking essence-snatching art that I stole from the evil cultivator of the palace before."

Lin Yuan's heart moved slightly.

The soul-eating blood bead finally came to the two of them.

As this thing gets closer.

Lin Yuan began to feel that there was an extremely strong suction force surrounding him. This suction force seemed to be pulling out his soul.

"It feels like... someone is holding a giant straw and sucking it at me..."

Lin Yuan couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

However, he also knew that now was not the time to think about such things.

As the soul-devouring blood beads lit up, Lin Yuan noticed that the evil cultivator's face was already confident.

He didn't even look at himself anymore.

This made Lin Yuan instantly realize that the time to take action had finally arrived!

"Break it for me!"

Lin Yuan suddenly shouted loudly.

He raised his right hand, and the small bronze mirror in his palm suddenly pointed at the unformed soul-devouring blood bead.

For a moment.

Dazzling light bloomed from the small bronze mirror.

The light quickly gathered and instantly formed a bright beam of light that burst out from the mirror.

"what happened!"

After all, the evil cultivator has reached the ninth level of sainthood, and is one step away from entering the saint master realm.

The moment Lin Yuan offered up the small bronze mirror.

His heart skipped a beat, as if he felt danger was coming.

But.

At this time, he tried to recall the soul beads, but it was too late!

Even a strong person in the Holy Realm still has time to use his magical powers.

The light beam on the small bronze mirror has exploded.

How fast does light travel?

Even if the evil cultivator possesses holy realm cultivation, the speed at which he can recall the soul-devouring blood beads cannot reach the speed of light.

brush.

Stab.

Two voices sounded one after the other.

The half-formed soul-devouring blood bead, when it was illuminated by the light of the small bronze mirror, began to melt instantly like a red-hot knife cutting through lard.

"No!!"

The evil cultivator's eyes instantly turned red, and an indescribable anger rushed straight to his forehead.

The soul-eating blood bead is his magical power that cultivates life and death.

At this time, the soul-eating blood bead was broken, which was equivalent to the destruction of his thousand-year cultivation. How could he not be angry?

but.

Even if the evil cultivator is furious at this moment, he can only be incompetent and furious!

The soul-eating blood bead was destroyed.

The man's body was like a deflated balloon, and his cultivation began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The eighth level of sainthood.

Enter the fifth level of sainthood.

The first level of sainthood.

Falling into the holy realm!

Not only his cultivation, the appearance of the evil cultivator who originally looked like he was in his thirties or forties began to decay rapidly, and streams of dark blood seeped out from all parts of his body.

In an instant, he was turned into a bloody man.

"Xiaobai, come on!"

Lin Yuan turned to Xiaobai without hesitation.

Xiaobai has been preparing for a long time.

At this time, there was no need for Lin Yuan to remind her. Her figure turned into afterimages and rushed towards the man in an instant.

"I'll fight you!"

The evil cultivator's hair was disheveled and his body was bleeding profusely. He looked like a ferocious ghost from hell.

There is no suspense about the next battle.

The evil cultivator who fell into the holy realm could not be Xiaobai's opponent at all.

Just two meetings.

Xiaobai pierced the man's heart with his claw.

Another face to face.

Xiaobai ripped off the man's head.

"Xiao Bai, do you want to stop swallowing him?"

"This guy was still in the holy realm earlier. Swallowing him should be beneficial to you."

Lin Yuan asked tentatively.

"No."

Xiaobai simply refused decisively, "He is an evil cultivator, and the resentment wrapped around him is too heavy. It will devour his blood and do me no good."

"It's a pity this body."

"The soul-eating blood bead has been broken, but the pure power of blood refining still remains in his body."

"If there is a person who practices the blood refining method, extracting his corpse would be no less than a top-notch treasure of heaven and earth..."