Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 246 Xuan Gu cries to ghosts!
Under the arrangement of the big man named Lu, no low-level cultivators were brought along on this trip.

Apart from two Jindan cultivators from Yuantiantai Valley, only Taoist Chongxu followed behind.

Wang Lin stood still and looked towards the large black group of mages above.

The dozen or so mages in the lead naturally attracted his attention, especially the eerie and strange man in black robe, who was surrounded by dark demonic energy.

"I believe it would be just right to hand this mage over to Master Xuan Gu!"

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and muttered to himself.

I know that with Master Xuan Gu's personality, he will be very happy to deal with this person.

Just as Wang Lin and others were staring at the sky, there was a sudden commotion among the group of mages above.

Then, the wizard who was entangled by the strange python suddenly turned into a huge fireball and rushed down.

Faced with this sudden change, the old man surnamed Lu and others watched the scene with cold expressions, and no one showed the slightest sign of panic.

Obviously, unless this mage intended to die, he would never dare to launch an attack alone.

Under the vigilant gaze of the monks, a huge fireball was suspended at a height of fifty to sixty feet above their heads.

Despite the long distance, the blazing flames still made them frown and feel alert.

"I pay my respects to the great master of the Fire Tribe, Ku Yao."

A deafening sound came out from the fireball, accompanied by a faint swaying human figure, the sound waves surged, and the space trembled.

This voice slightly changed the expressions of the big man surnamed Lu and others.

"One on one, life and death are up to fate."

Nangong Wan responded coldly to the figure in the fireball without hesitation.

"OK."

The man in the fireball laughed loudly, and then announced provocatively:
"This master will be your first opponent. Who will challenge me first?"

These words aroused the anger of the cultivators, especially Nangong Wan, whose face was gloomy and murderous, and she turned into white light and rushed straight towards the fireball.

In the sky, Ku Yao in the fireball saw the white light flying out, and he flew backwards high up without hesitation.

Soon after, the two arrived at the center of the fog sea and the army of mages, one after the other, and stopped their escape.

In this way, the two of them can attack boldly without worrying about someone from the other side suddenly intervening in the battle.

"What are the magical powers of this great master of the Mulan people? What special methods does he have?"

The big man surnamed Lu suddenly turned around and asked seriously to the monk surnamed Lu standing beside him.

"His fire-attributed skills are extremely powerful, especially the fire snake he summoned, which is extremely flexible and almost impossible to defend against."

"Another fellow Jindan who was stationed in Tiantai Valley with us was entangled by the beast he summoned and eventually turned into ashes."

The Lu-faced monk replied, with a hint of resentment in his tone.

"I see. Brother Gu, I remember that Fairy Nangong of Yanyue Sect has a natural fire spiritual root. I guess she is not afraid of fire spiritual arts!"

Upon hearing this, the big man surnamed Lu felt his thoughts were confirmed. He heaved a long sigh of relief and looked a little relieved.

Wang Lin took a closer look at the fire python in the fireball and something in his heart moved.

There was a flash of blue in his eyes and a strange expression appeared on his face, but then he returned to normal.

With Nangong Wan's strength, even if she is no match for this man, she can more than protect herself.

Besides, I can't act as Nangong Wan's babysitter and protect her in everything.

Or she should face the dangers she might discover on her own.

At this time, Nangong Wan clasped her hands together in the sky, and the Vermillion Bird Ring rose up in the wind and hovered in front of her.

The firelight was magical and made a clear sound, like a phoenix singing in the sky.

Ku Yao on the opposite side was no longer as arrogant as before. He folded his arms and watched coldly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Your fire python is not an ordinary spiritual beast, right?" Nangong Wan asked in a deep voice with her eyes flashing.

"Humph, you have quite a good eye. The fire python on my body is condensed from the fire spirits of heaven and earth. How can it be compared to an ordinary spirit beast?"

In the firelight, Ku Yao was startled for a moment, then he laughed grimly.

After he finished speaking, his body shook, and the fire python glowed brightly red, and suddenly rose into the air.

In the red light, the fire python actually grew a horn and added sharp claws to its abdomen. It instantly turned into a fire dragon flashing with red phosphorus, circling above Ku Yao's head with its fangs and claws bared.

"The fire spirit takes shape!" everyone exclaimed.

The big man named Lu who was watching the fight exclaimed, and Gu Shuangpu next to him suddenly changed his expression.

Nangong Wan's heart sank as she realized that the other party's level in fire-attributed skills had reached the level of refining fire spirits, which was definitely not something that an ordinary Nascent Soul practitioner could achieve. It was obvious that she was about to face a fierce battle.

Nangong Wan, who had originally planned to fight the enemy with 70% of her strength, now completely gave up this plan.

The raging flames around were swept away by this powerful wind column like a tornado.

In just a blink of an eye, the originally vast sea of ​​fire was reduced by more than half.

At this moment, Nangong Wan snorted softly, and a golden fire phoenix flew out from the Suzaku Ring.

He rushed straight towards the Kuyao opposite, but he seemed to ignore the fire dragon above his head.

Obviously, Nangong Wan knew very well that as long as she could successfully injure Ku Yao, the power of the fire dragon that was connected with his mind would definitely be greatly weakened.

Facing this attack, Ku Yao's expression remained calm. After the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he raised one hand.

Then, a red flying knife shot out from the palm of his hand, instantly turning into a dazzling red light, heading towards the golden light.

This flying knife is crystal clear, and its scarlet light is dazzling.

In the blink of an eye, it met the golden light in the air and immediately entangled with it.

The red light and the golden light are intertwined and inseparable, making it difficult to judge which one is higher.

When Ku Yao saw this, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes. He quickly turned his hands over, and with a flash of light, he held two red flags about an inch long in his hands.

He threw the small flag lightly into the air. With a slight "zilla" sound, the small flag swelled up in the wind and instantly turned into a giant flag about ten feet high.

A low incantation came out slowly from Ku Yao's mouth, and the flag was surrounded by a bright red light.

At the same time, two thick pillars of fire shot out from the banner, pointing directly at the top of the fire dragon's head, and quickly condensed and merged.

A large cloud of fire then appeared and disappeared, and began to gradually condense into shape.

"go with!"

Following Ku Yao's order, the spell stopped abruptly, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a ball of red essence, which landed accurately on the fire dragon.

The fire dragon was nourished by the essence and its spirit was boosted. It let out a long roar like a dragon while shaking its head and tail, and then dived into the fire cloud.

The red fire cloud rolled and tumbled, but after a moment it suddenly decreased.

Wang Lin, who was watching the battle below, saw this scene and narrowed his eyes slightly, with blue light flashing in his pupils.

With the help of the clear and bright spiritual eyes, he was surprised to find that the fire dragon was actually hiding in the clouds, devouring the fire clouds around it.

In the blink of an eye, the fire cloud was completely devoured by the fire dragon, and its body expanded rapidly, quickly growing to more than ten feet in size as if blown by air.

The fire dragon's head was incomparably huge, as big as a room, with exposed fangs and a hideous and ferocious face.

Nangong Wan's beautiful eyes moved slightly, but she was not panicked.

Instead, he waved his sleeves and a flash of purple light passed by.

It soars straight into the sky and disappears into the depths of the clouds in an instant, as if traveling beyond the horizon.

Ku Yao was stunned when he saw this scene. However, during this brief hesitation, a strange spiritual energy wave emerged above his head. Then, five-colored spiritual light fell like drizzle, and a huge purple glow appeared, covering a wide area and pressing down mercilessly.

Ku Yao's face changed drastically, and he quickly pointed his finger, urging the fire dragon to fight back.

The giant dragon quickly raised its thick neck and sprayed out a red beam of light, directly hitting the purple glow.

But the glow only paused for a moment before continuing to press down mercilessly.

Ku Yao's face was pale. He rubbed his hands together and waved them violently. Countless tiny fireballs poured out from his palms and shot into the sky.

Wang Lin smiled slightly.

The ancient treasure Purple Sword Bag that he gave to Nangong Wan was extremely powerful.

But this person's methods cannot break it.

The huge purple sword bag did not move at all, but fell down at an extremely fast speed, covering the unsuspecting Ku Yao and the fire dragon below like a small city.

At this moment, the monks and mages watching the battle on both sides could no longer detect any movements of Ku Yao except for seeing the huge formation diagram slowly rotating in the air.

Nangong Wan, who launched the attack, had a blank expression on her face and sat cross-legged.

The surging scarlet spiritual light gushed out of the body from time to time and sank into the purple sword pocket.

"Mr. Tian Ku, is Master Ku safe in there? If there is danger, we don't have to stick to a one-on-one duel. We can just attack in groups and rescue Master Ku. It is unexpected that this Nascent Soul cultivator has such a unique ancient treasure."

The tall and thin mage saw this scene, his face showing worry, he turned around and asked politely to the black-robed man next to him.

The man in black robe snorted coldly and said:
"It's actually the Purple Sword Dou! How could such a rare ancient treasure appear in such a remote place?"

After he finished speaking, a hint of greed flashed in the eyes of the man in black robe.

Obviously, he has already had the idea of ​​stealing the treasure.

"I'll help him!"

As the black-robed man finished speaking, a thick black fog blew towards them.

Nangong Wan's expression changed slightly, and she thought to herself that something was wrong.

Zi Chengdou, who originally had the upper hand, was suddenly twisted by the black fog.

Then countless red beams of light shot out in all directions, and the formation diagram instantly became riddled with holes.

Just as everyone was astonished, a loud rumbling sound was heard from a corner of the formation again. A ball of fire shot straight into the sky, revealing a blood-red glow. The fire dragon under his feet shrank back to its original length, looking listless.

"How despicable!"

The monk surnamed Lu's expression changed slightly and he shouted angrily.

Gu Shuangpu, who was standing beside him, had a slightly changed expression and for a moment it was unclear what he was thinking.

"court death!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he rose into the wind and flew to Nangong Wan's side.

"Husband!"

Looking at Wang Lin who was coming towards her, a hint of apology flashed in Nangong Wan's eyes.

"You've done a great job!"

Wang Lin gently hugged Nangong Wan's waist and said, "Leave it to me next."

"Ok!"

Nangong Wan nodded, her figure flashed, and she flew behind her.

"Alas! What a pity!"

The man in black robe sighed softly, his tone revealing deep regret.

He said slowly:
"She actually ran away."

Then he turned his gaze slightly and looked at Wang Lin, saying coldly:

"Your opponent this time is me. Let me be clear, this is a fight to the death, don't expect anyone to suddenly stop the fight."

The man in black robe said in a hoarse voice, with a flash of contempt in his eyes.

The black-robed man's words were so arrogant that Nangong Wan and Gu Shuangpu's faces suddenly changed, and anger appeared in their eyes.

However, the two of them knew very well that the two Nascent Soul cultivators who died in the previous battle were killed by this strange magician.

"That's not a small tone!"

Wang Lin said coldly, and then a faint blue light flashed across his eyes.

A pitch-black figure kept appearing in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of Master Xuan Gu slowly appeared in front of Wang Lin.

"Ghost!"

The black-robed man's eyes flashed as he looked Master Xuan Gu up and down carefully. His expression gradually turned cold and his eyeballs changed from black to green, looking extremely weird.

Master Xuan Gu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Are you a demon or a ghost?"

"Hehe!" The man in black robe did not get angry, but sneered:
"Do you think I am not human?"

As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of black air as black as ink surged out of his body, and the sound of ghosts crying followed. For a moment, gusts of cold wind blew, as if the ghost realm had descended.

"So you are a human, that's good. It seems you are an evil cultivator practicing the way of demons and ghosts."

Master Xuan Gu chuckled.

The man in black robe snorted coldly, his tone revealing impatience:

"Kid, stop talking nonsense. I've seen a lot of your little tricks."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black aura on his body suddenly surged, and the whole person was looming in the black mist. He continued:

"I don't have the patience to play any games with you. Hand over your life now."

As the words fell, the black-robed man quickly formed seals with his hands, and his body instantly swelled into a giant two meters tall.

Although he was shrouded in negative energy and could not be seen clearly, one could vaguely see that he had horns on his head and fangs in his mouth.

No wonder many monks thought these strange monks were aliens.

Wang Lin stood at the back with his arms folded.

The appearance of the giant was clearly captured: green face and fangs, exactly the same as the phantom that appeared when the successor of the Six Paths performed the "Six Extremes True Demonic Skills" that day.

The giant was startled at first, then a grim smile appeared on his face, and he shouted, "Prepare to die!"

After saying this, he swung his big hand violently in the black air.

I saw a black unidentified object flying towards Master Xuan Gu rapidly. After it got rid of the black air, it flashed with black light and disappeared out of thin air.

Master Xuan Gu had a blank expression on his face, and his body quickly flew backwards several feet.

At this moment, a huge green ghost claw suddenly appeared where it was standing, and grabbed past swiftly, but missed.

"what!"

When the demon giant saw that his attack failed, he couldn't help but let out a light exclamation, obviously surprised by the result.

Master Xuan Gu stared at the ghost hand, pondered for a moment, and said calmly:
"Indeed, it's true. Although you are not practicing ghost cultivation skills, but some kind of magic skills, this attack method is quite similar to that of ghost cultivation."

"If someone mistakenly treats you as a ghost cultivator, they will probably suffer a great loss."

Upon hearing this, the giant man hidden in the black air paused slightly, stared at Master Xuan Gu coldly, and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)