Fairy way

Facing the fierce resistance, Lin Xi's face remained unchanged.

He stroked the small corroded gap on Jialong's body. There was still a faint holy breath on the gap, and he was not expelled. He seemed to understand something.

The breath of the Jialong statue is not weak, and it can barely be included in the list of magic weapons.

Resisting the erosion of the years, the grade has not fallen, but was thrown into the fairy pond to forcibly obliterate the spirituality, and was almost completely washed away from the true power of the gods.

It is naturally very angry.

Lin Xi said in a deep voice, "Stop!"

He controls the statue of Ye Rakshasa and the statue of Le God. In terms of the original breath, it is easier for the statue of Jialong to accept it. After all, these magic weapons are all from the same lineage.

Sure enough, the vibration of the Jialong statue gradually calmed down.

Xia Yiyi was surprised: "How did you do it?"

The magic weapon has a spirit, and it is normal to be able to make some choices independently.

But Lin Xi obviously didn't do anything.

Why should Jialong be calmed down.

But Lin Xi ignored Xia Yiyi, and instead poured his consciousness into the Jialong statue.

Xia Yiyi looked at Lin Xi with a puzzled expression.

"Roar!"

A dragon chant faintly rang in Lin Xi's ears.

Lin Xi closed her eyes.

He vaguely came to a turbulent sea area, where the rivers and seas were overturned, the sky and the earth changed color, thunder roared unceasingly, and huge torrential rain was pouring down.

A frightening big snake with a height of hundreds of feet jumped out of the sea.

Control the situation and make waves.

It is the overlord of the sea.

Although it is a snake, it is a creature of the same level as a dragon.

Although he has never seen such a riotous sea area, Lin Xi is still very familiar with this feeling. It was this feeling when he was inexplicably recognized by the statue of Ye Luosha and surrendered to the statue of Le Shen.

This is not true.

It is the manifestation of consciousness and memory, a confrontation at the level of pure will.

If you lose, you are not worthy of owning the Jialong statue.

The stronger the will, the stronger you are here.

Jialong stared straight at Lin Xi, countless waves were rolling, and the sound of the rainstorm was deafening, as if he was in absolute control of the whole world.

The terrifying snake tail slapped the sea surface, setting off huge waves one after another.

"Roar!"

Jialong roared.

Lin Xi took a deep breath, and even let out a low growl that could be compared to it: "Ah!"

The sound waves shook.

The tide never stops.

At that moment, Lin Xi's figure seemed to have grown hundreds of times, turning into a giant standing up to the sky. Behind him, Ye Luosha turned into a devil from hell, the devil fire rose, and the god of joy turned into a sea mist that filled the sky and the earth.

"We have to fight first. If you don't surrender, I'll beat you until you surrender." Lin Xi took a volley and almost crushed the entire space with one step.

In order to build the foundation, Lin Xi has already raised her energy and spirit.

He is at the top of his game right now, with a confidence that is absolutely unrivaled.

This is not your world, but mine.

No matter what ancient monsters you are, the overlord of the sea.

In my world, you have to bow your head to me!

boom!

Lin Xi punched away.

The sky trembled, and Wang Yang collapsed.

Jialong rushed up angrily, and the majestic force fell from the sky, as if the entire ocean was about to turn over.

It is worthy of being the overlord of the sea, such a godly power is hard to match.

But Lin Xi was neither sad nor happy, and punched again.

Destroy the foundation and kill Xiao Feng.

Let him have absolute belief, even if it is just refining Qi to be invincible, it is also invincible.

If he is actually invincible, then all enemies should be defeated.

"break!"

Lin Xi roared and rushed forward.

The fist is mighty.

Jialong's huge body was sent flying.

Howls echoed across the sea.

There was a huge blood hole in its lower abdomen, and blood flowed out, dyeing the entire sea red in an instant.

The next moment, Lin Xi opened his eyes.

Everything is disillusioned.

Only the dark Jialong statue was left in his arms, quietly, without the slightest bit of arrogance and majesty.

What happened just now actually happened in a single thought.

So Xia Yiyi only saw Lin Xi close his eyes and then open them again, Jialong's resistance completely disappeared, and a spiritual brand was left on it, completely surrendering.

"How did you do it?" Xia Yiyi asked again.

Lin Xi glanced at her: "It has nothing to do with you, you can go."

Xia Yiyi curled her lips, muttered some curse words, and then left with Lin Wanqing and Chen Yao, without stopping at all, probably unwilling to deal with Lin Xi.

After Xia Yiyi left, Lin Xi immediately tidied up and left Shenyu Dynasty.

It's been a long time since I came out.

It's time to go back to Qingyun Sect.

The harvest of this trip has been huge, and it is time to go back and prepare for foundation building.

Xia Yiyi hurried back with her two friends.

Suddenly, a celestial light fell from the sky.

A familiar and cold figure suddenly appeared, and there was a trace of chill on the perfect face, as cold as swallowing an ice ball in the twelfth lunar month.

"Sister...sister." Xia Yiyi felt her throat a little hoarse.

It was none other than Xia Feiyan, the Saintess of Yaochi.

Xia Feiyan looked at her sister with some disappointment: "I received a message from the guard of Xianchi, saying that you came to fetch the Jialong statue under my order. It seems to be true."

"I'm sorry, sister." Xia Yiyi lowered her head.

"I have already gone to the suzerain to borrow the Nuwa stone. I want to use this mirror to protect the souls of your two friends, so that they can be resurrected by reshaping their bodies..."

Nuwa Stone is the treasure of Yaochi, so it should not be used lightly.

Xia Yiyi suddenly raised her head and looked at her sister in shock.

"As long as this is the case, there is no need to exchange the Jialong statue." Xia Feiyan continued.

Xia Yiyi was puzzled: "Sister, is that the case!"

She doesn't understand.

Why would you rather use the treasure of the sect than hand over the Jialong statue.

"Jialong seems to be a magic weapon of the evil way." Xia Feiyan said slowly: "But it is not a complete magic weapon, but parts. Once all eight magic weapons of the same origin are collected, it is very likely to form a spiritual treasure. Even the Tongtian Lingbao."

Xia Yiyi was shocked.

Tongtian Lingbao! !

Once it reaches this level, it will be a fetish that can't be met.

Even among the top ten sects, it is absolutely rare.

The Nuwa stone, the most precious treasure in Yaochi, is nothing more than a top-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasure.

"That's why I don't want to hand it over. Even if I can't collect all eight magic weapons of the same origin, I can still hand them over to you to help you improve your strength."

Xia Feiyan's words chilled Xia Yiyi's heart.

She knows what that means.

There are not many Tongtian Lingbao in the entire Yaochi, and they are all in the hands of the suzerain and high-ranking elders. Disciples are not entitled to own them at all.

Even if eight treasures of the same origin cannot form the Tongtian Lingbao.

With my sister's aptitude, if she can master a top spirit treasure that belongs to her, she will definitely be invincible to her peers in the future.

"Sister, I was wrong." Xia Yiyi panicked in her heart. She was still resenting her sister for not taking her affairs at ease, but only now did she realize that the Jialong statue is so important.

Her tears burst into tears instantly, and she covered her face and wept: "I made an oath of demons, if I don't hand over the Jialong statue, I will be haunted by demons, and my journey to immortality will be cut off."

Xia Feiyan's hand rested lightly on Xia Yiyi's shoulder.

"Silly sister, why am I willing to blame you?"

Xia Yiyi's face was full of helplessness: "Sister, he must have not run far, and he can still catch up."

"Of course." A trace of murderous intent appeared on Xia Feiyan's beautiful face: "Forcing my sister to make a vow of heart demon, and taking away my great opportunity, I will definitely not let him go."

Yun Zhilan?

You wait.