"The two methods have their pros and cons. It is difficult to weigh which one should be chosen."

While Li Xian was thinking about it, a loud thunderous sound suddenly came from outside the cave: "Where is the owner of Baota Mountain?"

Hearing the shout, a trace of evil spirit appeared on Li Xian's face and smiled: "This time it seems that there are no need to choose so many times. The existence of these true spirit empires is so ignorant of life and death, so just go to the door."

When I flew out of the cave, I realized that after a series of fighting, Li Xian, the great monk, is now famous in the True Spirit Empire. Many powerful true spirits know that somewhere in the Immortal Realm, there are actually famous monks who dare to resist their rule, and have killed a large number of monsters that went to conquer. When talking about the reputation of the owner of Baota Mountain, there are really not many people in the True Spirit High-level Masters of the True Spirit Empire who don’t know about this.

Therefore, this time, a real soul was sent to come to cause trouble for Li Xian.

The appearance looks no different from that of an ordinary monk, but if you feel it carefully, you can feel the obvious difference. The fluctuation of the magical powers on the other party is far above that of ordinary monks of the same level. It is obviously because they have not transformed into a prototype, perhaps because they feel that it is not convenient to use the original shape.

"Are you the owner of Baota Mountain Li Xian?" Li Xian guessed correctly. If the true spirit truly showed its original form, its body was dozens of miles long. It was a strange beast that had been born in the Immortal Realm for hundreds of millions of years. Although it was not the most powerful true spirit, among the top leaders of the True Spirit Empire, it was already considered a very powerful existence and usually considered itself very high.

If it weren't for the fact that Li Xian had killed dozens of level seven monsters in succession, which aroused its interest, it would probably not be willing to come to attack Li Xian at all, because in its opinion, as a true spirit, it would have taken action against a cultivator who had no level of cultivation in Zhiyuan Realm, which would be too expensive and would lose his identity.

"Yes, I am Li Xian. Haha, you think you are not an ordinary person in the True Spirit Empire. It's not bad, and after killing so many miscellaneous fish, the True Spirit Empire is finally willing to send some decent opponents over." Li Xian said with a fierce look on his face.

"A decent opponent? You monk really don't know how to live or die. You dare to call your true spirit like this. Hum, let you know what a magical power is like sea and your magic power is boundless. You are just an ordinary monk who knows how powerful our true spirit is. You will never dare to have any rebellious intentions in the future."

"A monk like you, after you catch you, will inevitably use the soul-devouring fire to refine your soul and soul for 9981 years and spread all over the borders of the empire to vent our hatred. Don't worry, it will definitely not be so easy for you to die." The true spirit said with a grim smile.

"Hmph, if you have this ability, just come on. Li happened to want to know what kind of true spirit is, and how dare you be so arrogant?" Li Xian sneered, and was the first to take action, put away his phantom of the pagoda mountain, and directly turned into a delicate pagoda, and then pressed down on the true spirit.

"A little trick of carving insects." Seeing this, the Zhenling showed a trace of disdain in her eyes. She just raised her arm slightly, blocking the suppression of Linglong Pagoda, making this pagoda of the Yuan Realm level unable to fall again. At the same time, she pointed with one hand. An extremely thick golden bell was already bombarding towards Li Xian.

Li Xian showed a hint of sneer on his face, and he also swung a single fist, directly smashing the magic weapon golden bell released by the true spirit. At this moment, both of them showed a powerful true body power that was no less than the magic weapon, which made the other party feel trembling, knowing that the other party is not a simple person who can deal with Yi Yi.

In particular, the true body power displayed by Li Xian is far beyond the expectations of the true spirit. As a powerful ancient existence, the true spirit is mostly extremely powerful in physical body. It is not uncommon to be able to fight against magic weapons of the same level. However, among human cultivators, who have this ability to fight against magic weapons in their physical body, have almost never heard of it.

The true spirit's eyes were slightly slight, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and said, "I have some skills. No wonder I can kill dozens of seven-level monster-level existences in our true spirit empire."

"Hmph, that's just a thing from the past. After today, there will probably be another real spirit on Li's credit book." Li Xian said without hesitation.

"The most arrogant!" Zhenling Pojun said in great fury.

Suddenly, hundreds of blood-red tentacles appeared behind Li Xian, and Li Xian was tied up. Each of these blood-red tentacles had extremely strong power of true energy, and each could easily trap a Zhiyuan realm cultivator. Obviously, under the stimulation of Li Xian, this true spirit Pojun also took out his skills at the bottom of the box.

"Today I will crush you." A trace of violence flashed in Zhenling Pojun's eyes, and hundreds of blood-red tentacles were squeezed with force. Li Xian, who was trapped, suddenly turned into pieces of flesh and blood.

Amid the crazy laughter of the Zhenling Pojun, the master of Baota Mountain, the great monk who killed dozens of powerful seventh-level monster-level monsters in the Zhenling Empire seemed to have died.

But in the next moment, Li Xian's intact figure appeared beside the Zhenling Pojun, and then turned into a blue fire. Before he knew it, he had already transformed into the Flame King of the Flame clan and slapped him with a palm.

Zhenling Pojun's expression changed drastically, and his body moved in a mess, so he avoided Li Xian's attack. However, half of his body had been burned to half burnt. He looked at the flesh and blood debris trapped by his countless blood-red tentacles, and there was only a gleaming gem. The real Li Xian's body had already left.

Only then did I realize that Li Xian’s true ability is definitely not easy to deal with, and the insult to the enemy in his heart couldn’t help but put aside a lot.

After these many thoughts turned around in his mind, Zhenling Pojun's movements were not slow at all. His body swayed, and countless injuries on his body burned by the Fire King's True Flame were healed. Just when he was about to continue attacking, he suddenly found that Li Xian had already bullied it silently again. The overlord's punch brought a gust of wind and rushed in the face.

Zhenling Pojun's figure shook and suddenly turned into countless phantoms. When he thought he could avoid Li Xian's fist, he found a sneer on Li Xian's face. The fist wind actually locked directly in Pojun in the void, and rushed towards the vital points of Zhenling Pojun.

This bombardment, even the powerful body of the true spirit level could not resist it, and it was directly smashed to pieces.

But how powerful is the self-healing ability of the true spirit level? These are creatures who have survived for countless years. The strength of vitality in their bodies is far beyond the imagination of ordinary monks. Compared with normal monks, they are not at the same level at all.

For ordinary monks, even if half of the body of the Zhiyuan Realm is broken, it will be seriously injured, and at least half of the combat ability will be lost. However, for the true spirits, such injuries are just skin and fur injuries, and they can be healed in breathing.

"Look at how many times you can heal." Li Xian, who was overlord, also had that overlord-like aura in every move. He had no surprise expression on the shocking healing ability of this true spirit, and he used all his strength again and bombarded hundreds of punches in succession.

Each punch can smash the body of Zhenling Pojun into a bloody and flesh, and break the tendons and bones. Although Zhenling Pojun can always recover immediately, if this continues, it will inevitably be a defeat but not a victory.

The True Spirit Pojun finally couldn't bear it and transformed his true body out. The true body state was the strongest combat state of a true spirit, and it was also the true spirit's body state. However, the true spirit's body state is too huge and has difficulty moving. Therefore, even if it is a battle, unless it is at the moment of life and death, few true spirits will transform the true body into battle.

And the True Spirit Pojun has obviously been pushed to this limit now.

Finally, I had to transform into my true body.

"With the strength of a mere Zhiyuan Realm cultivator, you can actually force out the true form of my True Spirit Pojun. It is really worthy of pride." The true form of True Spirit Pojun is a huge crocodile demon of hundreds of miles long. It is covered with heavy scales and has seven tails like steel whips. The height of the standing up is several times taller than the huge pagoda mountain transformed by Li Xian.

Li Xian's figure at this moment, standing in front of this huge true spirit crocodile demon, was like a grain of dust.

"Look at what you have to do to fight with my true body."

"Hmph, just a real body, do you want to fight with me? Do you underestimate me Li too much?" Looking at the huge crocodile demon in front of you, Li Xian said calmly: "Since that's the case, I will show you some real skills."

"The Golden Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations." Before he finished speaking, Li Xian's body became extremely huge. Before he knew it, he had become almost the same size as the True Spirit Crocodile Demon. He had a layer of gold all over his body, and he looked as if his momentum was not inferior to the True Spirit Crocodile Demon opposite.

After practicing the second level of the Jin Soul of Wanjie, Li Xian gradually became familiar with the use of several special methods in the Jin Soul of Wanjie and could be used initially. This Jin Soul of Wanjie is a very good one.

Seeing the true spirit Pojun, his eyes were about to glar. The monk could transform into a true body? This was something that he had never even heard of.
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