The Immortal Spiritual Picture

While the people of the Mountain Ghost Clan were busy rebuilding the Holy Palace, in the turbulent space, Si Huang and the Dharma image behind him were surrounded by the lavender glow, as if they were bound by it.

This was a very strange feeling. The vision, hearing and even touch were sealed, and even the consciousness was covered with a layer of smoke. The last time he had this feeling was after being knocked unconscious by the last of the Eight Heavenly Tribulations. He slept for a long time, and his consciousness was rarely hazy during his sleep.

I guess those prey wrapped in cocoons and spider silk also felt this way before they suffocated to death?

Si Huang thought so, and felt that this time he had a good experience with this barbarian Mahayana cultivator.

Let him see something new.

On the other side, looking at Si Huang who finally calmed down, Lin Ling's face did not show any sign of relaxation.

The third curse of the sin curse consumed more true energy than she thought, even when she fought Chi Yu and Zhen Jing before.

Is it really because Si Huang is too strong?

Lin Ling thought so, and the Fengming Blade transformed into the form of a fire phoenix again.

Fengming Blade is a Xuantian treasure, and its attack power is strong. More importantly, in the case of spatial turbulence, Fengming Blade can exert greater power.

But before Lin Ling activated Fengming Blade to seriously injure Si Huang, she saw a gleam of light flashing in Si Huang's empty eyes.

Lin Ling didn't have time to think, and the magic formula of both hands quickly condensed, but she didn't expect that the huge body of the Dharma behind Si Huang opened, and the rosy light flashed, and the lavender rosy light was swallowed into its stomach.

The body of Si Huang's Dharma image flashed with light, and the runes seemed to come alive. Soon, Lin Ling was completely unaware of the secret technique she was performing.

Si Huang, who had regained his senses, frowned.

The discomforts from his body, his soul, and his consciousness were too unfamiliar, so he couldn't fight back immediately.

When he got used to the discomfort and looked up at Lin Ling, he saw her eyes full of shock.

Si Huang said with satisfaction:

"The Wuman tribe's skills?

Yes, you showed me something good, and you are qualified to be my opponent;

I will let you have a move."

Lin Ling frowned, but didn't dare to despise him at all.

She had already understood Si Huang's terrifying side to some extent. Although she was also a late Mahayana cultivator, Lin Ling had to admit that there was indeed a gap between her and Si Huang.

It seemed that she had to go all out.

Lin Ling thought so, and with a flick of his long sleeves, a ball of rosy light shot out.

Si Huang narrowed his eyes, and after seeing the things in the rosy light clearly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Not bad, not bad, this Wuman tribe's Mahayana cultivator is very interesting.

It seems that I can play for a while longer.

After ten hours, the half-destroyed Holy Palace has restored some buildings.

And the leaf condensed in front of Si Huang also completely dissipated after ten hours.

Ten hours, not even a breath more.

And after ten hours, on the Holy Palace, after a space distortion, the figures of Lin Ling and Si Huang finally reappeared.

However, as long as you take a quick look, you can find that Lin Ling's condition does not seem to be very good.

The injury this time seemed to be more serious than the one she suffered when she and Wu Qian fought Chi Yu together before. Although Lin Ling had an old injury that had not healed, she had the Fengming Blade in her body this time, and her strength was not worse than before. It was just that she did not expect Si Huang to be so strong, and there was no one to help her this time, so she was so seriously injured.

But even if she was seriously injured, she did not show too much on her face.

If she had not been injured...

But on second thought, she was in her prime and with the Fengming Blade, she might not be a match for the great elder of the Mountain Ghost Clan.

Si Huang was worthy of being the great elder of the Mountain Ghost Clan, with such terrible strength.

Even the Chi Yu she had killed in the Tianmen Secret Realm was not as good as the man in front of her.

No, this man was powerful not only because of his magical powers, but also because he was a madman.

Lin Ling had never seen such a person before. He was both crazy and calm in battle. He seemed to not care about his own life. As long as he could hurt the enemy, he didn't care even if he was injured in exchange for another.

However, since Lin Ling was in such a mess, Si Huang naturally couldn't be safe and sound.