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Chapter 15 The Iron Sword is Coming

Sometimes, even if you know that doing this will lead to a miserable end, you can do nothing and even if you bite the bullet, you still have to do it.

What Xiao Xuan is facing now is such a situation. In order to complete the main task, he must pass the level of the shaman in front of him. As for the awake person in this reincarnation that he had been looking for before, he had not yet appeared, and I don’t know if there was any unexpected situation. However, at this time, he didn’t care about anything else. Monk Qiye is dead. What Xiao Xuan has to do now is to rush in and start the next reincarnation from the ancient tree. At that time, Qiye can be resurrected, and the one who stays awake will be himself. If he is the person who stays awake, then the hope of reorganizing other veterans will be multiplied. He can only make such a choice. At least for now, Xiao Xuan does not want to give up on Monk Qiye.

The seven shamans were waiting for the battle, and the power of the undead on Xiao Xuan continued to overflow, and his breath continued to rise. Behind him, half of the sky seemed to be dyed with ink, dark and scary.

At this time, a shaman stepped in the air, muttering something in his mouth, and his whole body was full of green light. Then, the whole person quickly began to change, and snake scales appeared on him, and the whole person turned into a big green python of more than 20 meters, constantly releasing green poisonous fog, and then turned into a green light and rushed straight towards Xiao Xuan.

"shock!"

Xiao Xuan stretched out his hands and recited the spell. At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky began to melt and a tombstone appeared. The style of the tombstone was very strange, quite like an Eastern and Western tombstone, but the simplicity and solemn atmosphere was so obvious. Its appearance seemed to make this space tremble. Then, Xiao Xuan pointed his finger at that gaze. The tombstone "boomed" and suppressed it directly. The green light seemed to be frozen. It could not move and turned into a big green python again. The big green python wanted to break free from the constraints, but its struggle seemed a little pale and powerless.

At this time, the other six shamans went forward together, one turned into a huge tiger, one turned into a huge eagle, one turned into a burly black bear, and one turned into a lion full of domineering aura. One turned into a giant ape, the other turned into a wild dog full of violent aura. Six shamans who had invited the spirit to possess the body to take action together, triggering a huge roar, and forced the tombstone that was wanted to suppress, almost pulling back the big green python from the front of the Gate of Ghost. After all, each of them was one level lower than Xiao Xuan. If they were single-on-one, they would definitely be directly crushed by Xiao Xuan with the advantage of the realm, so they were used to taking action together. The power of the 7 high priest, including their particularity, could be comparable to or even surpass an ordinary holy priest!

At this time, in front of Xiao Xuan, there was the roar of a tiger, the roar of a lion, the impact of an eagle, the poison of a green python, the fighting of a black bear, the flying pounce of a wild dog, and the shamans and spirits. They kept surrounding Xiao Xuan according to a special formation, suppressing and attacking Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan knew very well that these seven shamans were connected by energy. They could share their strength with each other and rely on this formation to carry out endless flow. Even if they were hard-consuming, they could consume him to death. However, Xiao Xuan did not intend to give these shamans the chance to fight a protracted battle against him. He only saw him pinching the reason with both hands and shouting:

"Seven Kings of Hell!"

Seven phantoms belonging to the King of Hell appeared beside Xiao Xuan. Their aura was strong, but they still could not really destroy the formation composed of these seven shamans in one fell swoop. Xiao Xuan's fingernails slashed between his eyebrows, and the essence and blood drifted out between his eyebrows, and each sank into the phantoms of the seven Kings of Hell. At this moment, the phantoms of the King of Hell were full of blood, and the aura soared several times, and the fierce evil aura almost burst into pieces!

"break!"

With Xiao Xuan's order, each of the seven hell kings stared at a shaman and launched the most fierce attack!

"Click!"

There was a fault in the space here, as if it was torn apart. The phantoms of the seven hell kings detonated their own phantom after launching the strongest attack, which further increased the power of the attack to the extreme, causing this area to fall directly into an unstable tremor. The space countercurrent continued to appear, and space debris continued to fall.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The seven shamans fell from the air in blood. Their physique was amazing. They fell from such a high place and were not dead. However, their meridians were completely cut off. Even if they were still breathing a sigh of relief, they were already seven useless people. They tried to suppress Xiao Xuan with their formation, but Xiao Xuan's counterattack was too fast and terrifying, directly exceeding the limit they could bear, which made them completely fail in this short-term head-on battle!

Seven undead fires were shot into the bodies of the seven shamans by Xiao Xuan. Immediately afterwards, the seven souls were wrapped and held by Xiao Xuan and held them out. Xiao Xuan kept changing handprints in his palm. Then the seven shaman souls were connected by Xiao Xuan to form 7 black mixed beads, which were then put into the space ring by Xiao Xuan. Because if the mixed beads were placed outside, the soul power would automatically dissipate, so they must be stored in the storage space isolated from the outside world. The corpses of the seven shamans who had lost their souls immediately rotted into a pool of pus.

After finishing all this, Xiao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and landed on a piece of ice. He sat down casually. His sitting posture was very casual, but his body was constantly absorbing and transforming the power of the undead. The previous battle seemed short, and it seemed that Xiao Xuan directly killed the seven roadblocking shamans with the power of thunder, but Xiao Xuan himself consumed a lot. The seven drops of essence and blood from the eyebrows were enough to make Xiao Xuan feel weak and empty.

After resting for three hours, Xiao Xuan's eyes regained his spirit. Even though he knew that he had not adjusted to the best condition, he continued to fly forward.

Soon, a river appeared in front of Xiao Xuan. The river was not very wide, but it was flowing and constantly evaporating hot air. This was a small river with warmth, but it was in the snow and ice.

When Xiao Xuan flew over the river, he was fully alert. He could naturally discover the strangeness of the river and be prepared for it. Sure enough, when Xiao Xuan had just flew over the river, the river suddenly came alive and floated up from the ground. Instead, it turned into a rain cage all over the sky, trying to wrap and imprison Xiao Xuan.

"roll!"

When this river changes, Xiao Xuan really sees the appearance of this river. This is a river with his own wisdom. If the river has spirit, there will naturally be a river demon or a water god. At present, it is the river demon in this river that is attacking Xiao Xuan. A fairy thing dares to challenge him, just like a mouse that actually pulled out a tiger's beard!

The purple flame burst out directly from Xiao Xuan's body, and instantly evaporated half of the river water around him. The river seemed to be extremely frightened. The cage was completely broken and fell back into the riverbed on the ground, as if it had suddenly become honest. But how could Xiao Xuan really let him go? Since he had taken action, he would never stop. This is the ending that the river demon himself found!

"Boom!"

The purple flames burned this area, including the riverbed where the river was located. The earth began to crack and the river water began to dry up. When the last pool of water was left, a figure appeared. The skin of this person was blue, a bit similar to a lizard man, but he showed a strong water-attributed power. At this time, he was constantly kneeling at Xiao Xuan, begging for mercy.

"You are all your fault!" Xiao Xuan did not give any pity because of the other party's prayer. The purple flames roared up and burned it into ashes.

This river has dried up as a result.

Xiao Xuan glanced at the river bed again, and finally turned around and continued to move towards the internal area. However, not long after he left, spring water emerged again under the originally dry river bed. There were more and more spring water, and there were more and more springs. In the end, hundreds or thousands of springs erupted together. The river water gradually filled up and gradually expanded to become a big lake. The lake was still expanding, like a sea of ​​snow. Then, in the center of the sea, a giant figure condensed. The giant figure was exactly the same as the river demon that was burned and killed by Xiao Xuan, but the fierce flames on its body were even more terrifying.

"roar!"

The giant river demon let out a roar, the water around was shaking, and the snow-capped mountains around were shaking. Of course, all this could not be seen by Xiao Xuan, who had long been far away from here.

However, the giant's eyes turned to the opposite direction, where Bodhi appeared with a huge iron sword in his arms. When Bodhi saw the huge river demon in front of him, he couldn't help but curse:

"Damn it, which thing is the one that kills thousands of swords? Just go over it. It's earlier than me, before I'm better than me. Why did I leave this big thing behind and I haven't done it? Do you think I'm really traveling around for so long with this iron sword!"

No matter how much he complained, Bodhi still seemed to spit out two spits of saliva on his two palms, and then carried a huge iron sword and rushed directly towards the huge river demon, which was quite...the meaning of hitting the stone with an egg. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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