I have all kinds of magical powers

The two of them were so busy that they had to fight.

"I'll do this, you guys go and get rid of the rest."

Heishan roared, his face became fierce, and he pinched the magic formula, and the blood-colored sword flew out like lightning.

"Swish a few times", the blade trembled violently, and three blood-colored sword qi were slashed in the air, and the blood waves rushed towards Lin Chen.

The sword qi attacked, rolling up the majestic bloody air. Just one look at it felt that countless bloody evil qi invaded the mind, and the heart was cold.

At the same time, several people on the side also attacked Shui Ru, Song Qingshu, and Taoist Song Mu one after another.

Shui Ru held the blue magic bead in her hand, pinched the magic formula in her hand, and waved her hand, and a half-zhang-long water dragon flew out. It was no problem to entangle the enemy, but it would be difficult to win.

Song Qingshu fought two cultivators alone. One gold and one silver flying sword were circling in the air at a high speed, forming a two-element sword formation, both offensive and defensive.

The golden flying sword was mixed with a material called Yaojin, which was extremely sharp. The silver flying sword was mixed with mithril, the magic sword, which was also extremely sharp.

Although the Song family was an alchemy family, they also practiced exquisite sword formulas. They were not at a disadvantage in a one-on-two fight. In addition, the material of the flying sword was extremely special, and there was even a momentum to suppress the two.

Taoist Songmu looked ordinary, but when he swung the whisk in his hand, he was like a white dragon going out to sea. It was so powerful that he was only slightly inferior to the two cultivators.

They were indeed the guest cultivators carefully selected by Song Qingshu, and their strength was very good.

Lin Chen looked at what was in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he flew away on the cloud. After his eyes flickered, he flipped his right hand and put away the mountain whip.

He opened his mouth and summoned the off-ground flaming flag. After injecting spiritual power, it instantly grew to more than half a meter high and held it in his hand.

The next moment, he waved the flag fiercely with both hands without hesitation, and the flag surface shone red.

"Hu~"

A four or five-meter-long flaming dragon suddenly flew out from the flag surface with a roar, surging with its fangs and claws.

The two collided fiercely.

"Sizzle!" A few sounds, the moment the blood-colored sword energy touched the dragon, a few wisps of black smoke emerged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly melted away.

Lin Chen pinched the magic formula, raised his right hand, and pointed at the fire dragon again.

The dragon roared to the sky, and with a strong wind pressure, it chased after it with a roar.

"Comparable to the fire of a Jindan cultivator~"

Heishan was shocked. After seeing the power of the fire, he did not dare to let his blood soul sword go forward directly. He flew a short distance on the cloud and stretched out his hand to cast a spell.

After the blade trembled slightly, it lit up with a dazzling red light. "Swoosh!" Dozens of sword qi were shot out, and after a burst of bombardment, it was annihilated.

Heishan frowned and had a headache. The strongest point of his blood soul sword was that it could pollute the magic tools of other cultivators during the battle, and the blood evil spirit contained in it.

However, under the effect of this fire, it turned into ashes in an instant and could not play any role at all.

His eyes turned, and he thought about the treasure in his hand in his mind.

After a short while, he moved his left hand, and the blood soul sword was put into the storage bag. He stretched out his hand and quickly wiped it. There was a blood red gourd in his hand, about the size of a foot.

A fierce look flashed in Heishan's eyes. He slapped the gourd with one hand, raised it to the air, and whispered.

"Let you try the power of the blood ghost I made with my own method!"

The gourd suddenly expanded to a size of two feet, and then the spell was urged, and the gourd suddenly trembled, and the mouth of the gourd lit up with red light.

"Puff puff" sounded.

Immediately, a large piece of blood-colored mist was sprayed out, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sea of ​​blood covering a range of dozens of feet.

A disgusting breath spread, the sea of ​​blood churned, and some large blood bubbles gurgled.

"Bang!" The blood bubbles burst, and blood-red monsters of about ten feet in size rushed out. This monster had a short horn on its head, a sharp tail behind it, and a pair of ferocious blood wings on its back.

Heishan snorted coldly and pointed at Lin Chen.

"Go!"

After hearing some sharp roars and strange cries, a dozen blood-red monsters flew through the air at high speed and surrounded them. They opened their mouths and sprayed out sharp arrows of dirty blood.

Lin Chen's face remained calm. He held the flagpole with his right hand and shook it gently. Fist-sized fireballs flew out and hovered in the air. There were dozens of them.

"Hurry!"

He pointed the flag at the blood ghosts in front of him, and the fireballs whistled towards the dense blood ghosts in front.

Smash it.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The fireballs and blood ghosts exploded in the air, one after another.

After a fight, the number of blood ghosts increased instead of decreasing.

"What a difficult treasure."

Lin Chen frowned slightly, cursed secretly, and waved the flag with both hands, summoning fireballs.

But the blood ghosts in the opponent's blood sea seemed endless. No matter how many he killed, there would be more.

And Heishan's face was even uglier at this moment. These blood ghosts were not endless. Each one was refined by the monks he had killed.

It took decades to accumulate such a blood sea, and in the blink of an eye, the size of the blood sea was reduced by a quarter.

This made him regret it secretly.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the blood sea, stopped it, bowed, and spoke politely.

"My fellow Taoist, you are just a guest cultivator invited by the Song family. It is not worth risking your life like this. How about this? I, Hei, will let you go. I will give you another 5,000 spirit stones. Just consider it as making friends!"

"I, Canglang Liusha, will make an exception today."

After Lin Chen said this, Song Qingshu and others behind him were all anxious before he could react.

The odds between them were 50-50, because the strongest boss, Heishan, was being restrained by Lin Chen. If Lin Chen took the spirit stones and turned away now, I am afraid that what awaited them would be a dead end.

Song Qingshu spoke quickly and said in a hurry.

"Fellow Taoist Lin, Song has sent a message to the ancestor. As long as you hold on a little longer, he will arrive soon. Don't fall for Canglang Liusha's evil plan. This evil cultivator is notorious and will not keep his promise."

Shui Ru and Taoist Song Mu also spoke anxiously.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I don't know how many innocent Daoists the Six Wolfs have killed over the years. You must not trust them."

"Don't worry, I'm not so foolish as to surrender to the enemy in the face of battle."

Lin Chen's expression changed, he glanced at the few people, expressed his position, and spoke in a calm voice.

Then he looked at Heishan, the leader of the Six Wolfs in front of him, and after his eyes flickered a few times, he decided to use some of his own methods.

Otherwise, he really couldn't subdue the other party.

He touched his head with his right hand, pulled out a crystal hair, opened his mouth and blew it gently.

"Hu~"

The hair flew up immediately, and was instantly cut into three pieces by an unknown force.