Lin Xuan let out a long roar and then bullied himself up again. His body was agile, like a dragon. Even though the external magic image had hundreds of tentacles, he could not touch him at all.

Although Qian Ling didn't know what method Lin Xuan thought of could deal with this external magic, there was no turmoil in her heart.

Not sure why, she thought Lin Xuan would definitely win. This was a kind of unreserved trust. She knew that if everything was delivered to him, there would be no problem.

Lin Xuan did not disappoint her.

I saw him jumping high and avoiding the fierce attacks of the external gods and magic figures one after another. He stepped on a huge tentacle and jumped in the air.

It was at this moment that a ray of ink light flashed in Lin Xuan's hand, and an inconspicuous ink sword fell into Lin Xuan's hand.

This mysterious treasure, even the knowledgeable old demon or the great sage old man with great power, did not know the origin, but Lin Xuan knew that this ink sword had the ability to scare these external gods! He once used the power of this ink sword to cut off the black tube parasitized on Jia Wu and cut off the bat demon parasitized on the octopus' head. The octopus' head was originally not afraid of heaven or earth, but when he saw this ink sword, he was scared like a little chicken.

However, Lin Xuan didn't care about this episode. After all, this ink sword is only powerful, and the old demon has also experienced it. Lin Xuan only thought that this thing was the treasure to deal with the evil demons, and there was not much surprise.

But now when I think about it, I figured out some clues, because Lin Xuan remembered that this ink sword was obtained from the Jiuli Cave Heaven.

And Jiuli Cave Heaven is a small world transformed by the great god Chiyou with one thought! After going around in circles, things focus on Chiyou again.

If you talk about Chiyou, in the central fairy world, you will never be able to avoid the three words "Buzhou Mountain".

Chiyou, Buzhou Mountain, Outer God, Mo Jian... Lin Xuan unraveled the fog step by step, but found that the fog behind the fog was heavier, so rich that it made people unable to open their eyes.

But when the clues he knew were linked one by one, he was shocked to find that this ink sword might really be related to Chiyou, Buzhou Mountain, and these twisted external gods! Even if he took a step back, this ink sword had no other magical powers, but it was also a magic weapon.

Lin Xuan once cut off many magic weapons with this ink sword. It was an experience in the Star Fallen Demon Palace, but the power of this ink sword is Zhuang Wenxing, the son of destiny who was born with Taoism, was extremely afraid of it.

As Qian Ling said, the external magical phenomena are indestructible and invulnerable to swords and guns. I am afraid that only magical weapons and weapons can hurt Him.

But Lin Xuan had such a magic weapon in his hand, so Lin Xuan laughed happily.

There is no way out when the mountains are heavy, and there is another village when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Qianling's words made Lin Xuan suddenly realize that the reason why humans can stand tall in this world and stand out as heroes is because humans have wisdom, can create tools, use tools, and subdue nature.

Things that are out of reach of manpower can be done with tools.

The Mo Sword fell into Lin Xuan's hand. Lin Xuan was a little surprised to find that the sword spirit of the Mo Sword also became a little solemn at this time.

The Mo Jian has a sword spirit, which Lin Xuan has known for a long time, or in other words, as long as it is a magic weapon, the sword spirit will be born in the metropolis.

Lin Xuan also dealt with the Mo Jian Sword Spirit, knowing that his personality is naughty, free and easy, and unconventional, but now, he suddenly becomes solemn as if he is facing a great enemy, which Lin Xuan has never seen before.

But it was this change that made Lin Xuan confident that this Mo Jian must have fought with these external gods, otherwise he would never have seen the appearance of this external god and showed solemnity! "Old friend, whether you die or live this time depends on you!"

Lin Xuan comforted the ink sword in his hand, murmured, and then slashed it down.

Buzz! He only felt a strange force gushing out from the ink sword, turning into a magic cloud robe, gently attached to his body.

Lin Xuan became more and more shocked. Even the old demon was shocked by this strange change and took a sudden breath.

Because both of them realized that this was the first time that the Mo Jian Sword Spirit took the initiative to cooperate with Lin Xuan and used unprecedented magical powers! It was like a little wild cat next to Lin Xuan who had never been obedient, and suddenly became extremely docile, like an arm using fingers.

"Good friend, we're here!"

Lin Xuan was very happy. With a swing of his sword, the Mo Jian also made a sword sound, and then he and Lin Xuan were slashing at the outer gods and magic! Pup puff! Several tentacles of the outer gods and magic came as scheduled and slapped towards Lin Xuan with the green eyes light.

But this time, Lin Xuan was not that annoying fly, he only knew how to dodge. This time, Lin Xuan took the initiative to attack! Dongdong... Several tentacles hit the ground heavily, twisted in pain, and soon turned into a pool of black water flowing on the ground.

The power of a sword is so powerful! And the tentacles broke, countless black mist blew out, and Lin Xuan was drenched in the head.

Seeing this scene, Qian Ling couldn't help but jumped up in shock, covering his mouth with his little hands tightly, his eyes full of worry and nervousness.

Because she and Lin Xuan both knew that the black fog was so powerful that even Lin Xuan would suffer! Qian Ling was extremely nervous. Seeing Lin Xuan cutting off the tentacles of the outer gods and Dharma image, she almost jumped out loud, but the next second she could not laugh anymore, because the black fog that blew out from the place where the tentacles were cut off was like a tsunami! Oh no! Not to mention Qian Ling, even Lin Xuan suddenly dripped in his heart, because he didn't expect that the power of the ink sword was so powerful! A sword cut off several tentacles of the outer gods and Dharma image, like a sharp knife, cutting off four or five radishes on the cutting board, and even Lin Xuan could not believe it.

It was this moment that Lin Xuan was shocked and the overwhelming black fog had fallen on his head. Lin Xuan thought it was not good, but he had no choice but to avoid it at this time! The star-black fog fell, and just as Qian Ling felt a slight despair, a white light lit up slightly.

This white light is nothing else, it is Lin Xuan.

At this moment, he was bathed in a faint light. It was the magic cloud clothing that the Mo Jian had used on Lin Xuan before, and played a crucial role at this time.

"Very good!"

Qian Ling spoke out in surprise. She pursed her lips and stared at Lin Xuan with her bright and beautiful eyes. The joy in her eyes could not be concealed.

"Roar, what is this!"

The external god's Dharma image never dreamed that Lin Xuan could cut off his Dharma image.

Those tentacles were twisted in pain on the ground, and soon turned into a pool of black water, with no strength left.

Moreover, the power of the external magic form has become no longer complete due to the cuts of these tentacles.

This sword not only cut off a few tentacles of the external god Dharma image, but also broke his complete "one" and made him defective and weakened his power! The external god Dharma image was painful, and he roared, becoming more and more angry, and all the other tentacles spun over.

Tens of thousands of green eyes released divine lights, as if they were about to completely destroy Lin Xuan! "This divine light is difficult to deal with. Old friend, do you have a way?"

Lin Xuan held the ink sword tightly, and faced the green eyes divine light in the sky, he felt very difficult.

If he was hit by these divine lights, even he would probably die.

But at this moment, his heart was bright. He held the ink sword in his hand and felt like he was holding the whole world.

Ding! The crisp sword sound seemed to be responding to Lin Xuan's words. Before Lin Xuan could be happy, he felt a force escape.

It was the ink sword that flew up automatically, and the green-eyed divine light in the sky was blocked by the ink sword, and it was impossible to make an inch of progress! The ink sword could even cut off the green-eyed divine light! Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan and Qian Ling also sucked in a cold air, looking at the ink sword flying in the air incredibly, and their chin almost hit the ground.

"What is the origin of this ink sword..." The old demon was also frightened when he saw this.

The green-eyed divine light of the external god's Dharma image is the most powerful method. No matter what object is shining by this divine light, it will immediately collapse and annihilate! Even the dragon soul divine armor on Lin Xuan's body should be the indestructible supreme magical power of the dragon clan, and it is not worth mentioning in front of this green-eyed divine light.

This green-eyed divine light seemed to be able to ignore all laws.

Wherever it is illuminated, a singularity will be immediately generated, and all molecules and atoms in the range will collapse inward, which is extremely terrifying.
Chapter completed!