Chapter 872 Fierce Fight

Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already three months later.

Seeing that the sword fight was getting closer and closer, Zhang Zhixuan and the other two flew out of the cave together and came to the depths of the vast sea.

On a deserted island in the depths of the vast sea, a sharp whistle suddenly burst out, and three sword lights arrived in an instant, looming in the distance.

"Daoyou Yanghuo Palace is finally here, we have been waiting for a long time."

"No need to say more nonsense, today's sword fight is life or death, and I will never pursue it in the future."

Ji Xuande shouted, raised his hand and released a golden spear, which unexpectedly shot towards Liu Lingjun.

Although Ji Xuande attacked by surprise, Liu Lingjun's reaction was also extremely fast.

Lingjun's Dantian magic power moved, and two jade talismans, one dragon and one tiger, surrounded Lingjun, forming a layer of protective shield, protecting her firmly inside.

A puff sounded suddenly, and bursts of light flashed endlessly.

The golden spear pierced the dragon-tiger barrier at once, but could not break through the protection of the dragon-tiger jade talisman.

Due to the limitation of spiritual consciousness, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul can only sacrifice three magic weapons of the same level at the same time in a battle.

Although Ji Xuande had achieved enlightenment longer, he broke off his path eight hundred years ago.

His cultivation and magic power were almost the same as Lingjun, and he had no advantage. In fact, because of his short life span, his vitality was slightly insufficient.

If he continued to consume, he might not be Lingjun's opponent.

Seeing that the golden spear could not work, Ji Xuande suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out a section of purple jade ruler.

Golden flowers kept emitting from the jade ruler, hitting the dragon-tiger jade talisman from all directions.

Liu Lingjun remained calm, raised his sleeves and released six five-foot-high shields, which released large flames from the shields, protecting Lingjun from all sides.

He released two magic weapons in succession, but still could not do anything to his opponent.

Ji Xuande was not in a hurry. He quietly raised his hand and a blue light flew out of his hand.

Instantly, the blue light burst out with dazzling strong light. It made a sharp sound of breaking through the air and disappeared immediately.

Seeing this scene, Lingjun was not in a hurry, and there was no worry on her face. The purple energy in her body turned, and a purple shield immediately rose up, giving herself a third layer of protection.

The next moment, the blue light suddenly appeared in front of Lingjun and hit the purple light shield, making a dull sound.

With a bang, Lingjun and the other person were knocked away dozens of feet with the shield, but they looked unscathed and had no injuries.

Of the three sixth-level magic weapons released by Ji Xuande, Lingjun was more familiar with two of them.

Among these three sixth-level magic weapons, the purple jade ruler had the lowest grade and was not worth Lingjun using the purple qi divine light secret technique.

The golden spear was a sixth-level medium-grade magic weapon. Lingjun had seen Ji Xuande use this treasure before when he fought with him.

Ji Xuande originally had four sixth-level magic weapons. The invisible sword had already been snatched by Qingchan, and the other sixth-level magic weapon was used for healing.

The blue-mang magic weapon was a flying sword magic weapon with a handle of more than three inches. This treasure was shining with spiritual light and entangled with runes. It was better than the golden spear at a glance.

If it was a normal fight, Lingjun would have taken the lead and used the purple air divine light spell to snatch this treasure.

Unfortunately, it was unknown who had the Yuanshen magic weapon, and Lingjun did not dare to use this spell rashly.

If the Yanghuo Palace Yuanshen magic weapon was in Ji Xuande's hands, and the purple air divine light was used in advance, Lingjun would only be defeated.

If he was not careful, his life might be in danger.

Only defending and not attacking was naturally not Liu Lingjun's character.

Lingjun had no time to think about it, and kept pinching the magic formula with both hands. A purple red silk flew out of his hand, and the red silk became longer and longer, turning into a long purple light curtain, covering Ji Xuande's head.

After releasing three sixth-level magic weapons in succession, Ji Xuande's consciousness to control the magic weapons was no longer enough.

At the critical moment, a mysterious golden talisman appeared in his hand.

Ji Xuande's magic power moved, and a stream of magic power was madly input into the golden talisman.

A golden lamp lit up instantly, and the golden lamp fell on Ji Xuande's Gangyun, emitting golden light, and actually supported the purple flame silk.

This talisman is called the Golden Lamp Divine Light Talisman, and its grade is already a sixth-level upper-grade talisman.

With the protection of the golden lamp, it is almost immune to all kinds of magic. Even if it is not as good as the Purple Sun Sky Fire Talisman, it is also an extremely precious spiritual object.

The sixth-level upper-grade talisman is a treasure related to the foundation of the sect in the Yanghuo Palace.

Eight hundred years ago, in order to deal with Liu Xuanyan, Ji Xuande also consumed one.

Under normal circumstances, Ji Xuande cannot use the same-level treasures again in his life.

Now, there are only three sixth-level upper-grade talismans in the entire Yanghuo Palace.

Although there are many Yuanying cultivators in this generation of Yanghuo Palace, only one sixth-level lower-grade talisman maker was cultivated.

In the three thousand years of inheritance of Yanghuo Palace, including the first generation of founders, only two sixth-level upper-grade talisman makers have emerged.

These two senior ancestors left them seven sixth-level upper-grade spiritual talismans in total.

Unfortunately, after tens of thousands of years of bumps and bumps, Yanghuo Palace naturally had to face countless conflicts, and four sixth-level upper-grade spiritual talismans had been consumed in the battle.

This time, in order to win the sword fight, Gao Hongxi and Liang Jingchong discussed and not only brought the Yuanshen magic weapon, but also took away the three sixth-level upper-grade spiritual talismans that suppressed the foundation of the sect.

In order to get off to a good start, Yanghuo Palace increased its investment in Ji Xuande. He alone was allocated two sixth-level upper-grade spiritual talismans.

In addition, Yanghuo Palace also took out a sixth-level upper-grade magic weapon, the Sky Blue Divine Sword, from the sect treasury and handed it to Ji Xuande.

Armed like this by the Yanghuo Palace, Ji Xuande's net worth is already far greater than that of an average great cultivator.

With the protection of this sixth-grade high-quality talisman, the Purple Flame Silk, although a sixth-grade high-quality magic weapon, still could not break Ji Xuande's defense.

The Purple Flame Silk was in vain, and Liu Lingjun had expected it in her heart.

Her face flashed purple, and streams of purple flames were released from her hands.

The Purple Sun Sky Fire became more and more, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a purple fire dragon, hitting the Golden Lamp Divine Light Talisman.

The monks of the Yanghuo Palace were naturally familiar with the magical power of the Purple Sun Sky Fire.

Seeing the purple fire dragon, Ji Xuande slapped his storage bag without hesitation, and a black talisman appeared in Ji Xuande's hand.

This talisman is called the Water True Light Talisman, which restrains various fire-attributed spells.

As soon as the talisman was sacrificed, it immediately turned into a water dragon and slammed into the purple fire dragon.

The water dragon and the fire dragon collided, and a fierce energy conflict broke out immediately.

There was a loud bang between heaven and earth, and the aftermath of the explosion instantly spread dozens of miles away. The mountains on the island exploded with a rumbling sound and collapsed directly, raising dust tens of thousands of feet high.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, nothing could be seen clearly.

The aftermath of the explosion made Liu Ling retreat hundreds of feet. When the magic power subsided a little, Ling Jun immediately collected the scattered purple flames into his dantian.