Chapter 320: Counterattack, the Power of the Small Bronze Mirror

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

Elder Xuetang sighed deeply.

Even the woman with the iron mask, who usually didn't say 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 was speechless, 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.

The mighty saint Han Yunxuan 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 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 keep talking, this Holy Son will take away all your women..."

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Formation Zheng

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

He looked down at Lin Yuan and 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 towards the two of them.

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

Cold sweat broke out on his white forehead.

"what is that?"

Lin Yuan asked with a frown.

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

"This soul-devouring blood bead has almost formed a solid body."

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

Shiro explained quickly.

"Some insight."

The evil cultivator man clapped his hands and glanced over Bai's body 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 Bai.

Lin Yuan forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

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

Originally, Lin Yuan planned to use the bronze mirror to directly kill the evil cultivator, but now after hearing 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 bronze mirror in his palm suddenly aimed at the unformed soul-devouring blood bead.

A moment.

Dazzling light bloomed from the 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 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 beam of light on the 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 be faster than 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 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 Devouring Blood Pearl 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 the Saint.

The fifth level of the Saint.

The first level of the Saint.

Falling from the Saint Realm!

Not only his cultivation, but also the appearance of the evil cultivator who originally looked to be in his thirties or forties began to decay rapidly, and streams of dark blood oozed out from all parts of his body.

In a flash, he was dyed into a bloody man.

"Bai, go!"

Lin Yuan turned his head and said to Bai without hesitation.

Bai had been prepared for a long time.

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

"I will fight you!"

The evil cultivator had disheveled hair and blood all over his body. He looked like a hideous evil ghost from hell.

The next battle was already a foregone conclusion.

The evil cultivator who fell from the Saint Realm could not be Bai's opponent at all.

In just two encounters.

Bai pierced the man's heart with one claw.

Another encounter.

Bai pulled off the man's head.

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

"This guy was in the Saint Realm before. Swallowing him should be beneficial to you."

Lin Yuan asked tentatively.

"No."

Bai simply refused decisively, "He is an evil cultivator. The resentment wrapped around him is too heavy. Swallowing his blood and qi will do me no good."

"It's a pity for this body."

"The Soul Devouring Blood Pearl was broken, but there is still pure blood refining power in his body."

"If there is someone who practices the blood refining method, extracting his remains is no less than a top-grade material treasure..."