My Optimized Immortal Life

Seeing that Xu Lingxin was not provoked by his words, the man was not surprised.

"In that case, I have no choice but to ask you to admit defeat voluntarily."

As soon as he finished speaking, a small tower suddenly appeared in the man's hand. The tower had seven floors and was dark in color. There were patterns engraved on it that were difficult to see with the naked eye. The spiritual charm flowed, and the aura was extremely rich, which made it impossible to ignore.

The natal magic weapon!

Seeing this, Xu Lingxin's face showed a solemn expression, and in her hand, an ice crystal sword appeared and was held by her.

"This is the Xuanhuang Heavy Pagoda. It has been nurtured by my magical power for two hundred years. Although it is only of low grade, its power is no less than that of a mid-grade spiritual treasure. Let's go!"

He shouted softly and slapped the small tower with his palm. Then he saw the patterns on the tower flowing, and some mysterious yellow energy emanated from it.

The small tower flew out in an instant. When it was in the air, countless patterns flowed and turned into chains, crossing the void. In a few breaths, it covered the area in front of Xu Lingxin, as if to envelop her.

If we are blocked by this small tower, we will definitely find it difficult to cope with the next attack.

Xu Ling's mind raced, and she suddenly moved. The next moment, her figure flashed a few times, and she had retreated nearly a hundred meters.

This was Chen Qing's technique of moving, and it was extremely effective. When he used it himself, he only needed two breaths to cross hundreds of meters. The version he deduced for Xu Lingxin was a little weaker, requiring three breaths to prepare, and the distance he could cross was also greatly reduced.

Even so, this method is still quite good, especially in a fight, where the advantages are even more prominent.

Seeing Xu Lingxin retreat dozens of meters suddenly, the monk in the small tower was also a little surprised.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, he naturally had no shortage of means of maneuvering, but he did not have the ability like Xu Lingxin, who could cross nearly a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

This is somewhat similar to the legendary shrinking the earth into an inch.

With a serious look in his eyes, the monk in the small tower made a spell, and the spiritual light on the small tower suddenly surged, and the chain transformed from the weapon pattern also increased in speed, quickly spreading towards Xu Lingxin.

Seeing this, Xu Lingxin swung the sword in her hand.

Frost appeared from the void, freezing it, then quickly expanded and intersected with the chains, freezing them in place. No matter how its spiritual light flowed, it was difficult to break free, and it was even approaching the small tower.

Ice magic? It can actually freeze the power of my life-defining magic weapon. Its power cannot be underestimated. I must deal with it with caution.

Upon seeing this, the monk in the small tower changed the spell in his hand, and the small tower suspended in the air changed again. The frozen chains suddenly broke, and the patterns on the weapon flowed and gathered again on the small tower.

At this moment, Xu Lingxin suddenly rushed forward. Her figure flashed, and she passed over the small tower in a few breaths. She swept the long sword in her hand, and the frosty magic power turned into sword energy, tearing apart the stagnant spiritual energy around the small tower, and headed straight for the monk in the small tower.

When the monk in the small tower saw the frosty sword energy coming, he changed the spell in his hand again and waved his sleeves. Then a demonic wind rose out of thin air and met the frosty sword energy. Although it was gradually frozen by the frost on it, it also deflected the sword energy, allowing him to dodge more calmly.

Are you practicing the wind magic?

When Xu Lingxin saw him use the evil wind, she paused, then the long sword danced in her hand, and dozens of sword energies came across the sky, blocking all the retreat routes of the monk in the small tower, making it impossible to dodge.

Seeing this, the monk in the small tower suddenly smiled, his figure immediately became blurred, and then he turned into a gust of evil wind and dissipated. The dozens of sword energies that passed by all fell into empty space.

not good!

Seeing this, Xu Lingxin turned around suddenly, only to see that the monk from the small tower had returned to the side of the small tower, chanting the spell in his hand again, and heard him shouting loudly.

"rise!"

boom!

It seemed as if an invisible thick object was rising, and the surrounding spiritual energy was all stagnant and difficult to mobilize. Xu Lingxin suddenly released her spiritual consciousness and scanned the surrounding situation, only to find that the surroundings had been completely blocked by the patterns of the small tower during the previous fight. Countless chains were intertwined, suppressing the small piece of heaven and earth in the fighting arena, and even the magic power in Xu Lingxin's body was not as easy to circulate as before.

"Fellow Daoist, you are defeated."

The smile on the monk's face grew more intense, and his figure became blurred again. The small tower beside him quickly grew in size, pressing down into the sky. Spiritual energy flowed at the bottom of the tower, and patterns of instruments emerged as it slowly descended, as if to suppress Xu Lingxin underneath.

Everything around was blocked by the patterns of the small tower, even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth stopped flowing, but Xu Lingxin still had a calm expression.

The ice crystal sword in her hand suddenly rose up and hung in front of her. Then, frost appeared from the void, freezing the surrounding area, and then slowly gathered on the ice crystal sword, making it shine brightly and its aura become deeper.

Outside the small tower, the cultivator showed up, and in front of him was the shadow of the small tower that had exploded to dozens of feet. Surging magic power flowed from him. Even in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, the magic power he bestowed on the Xuanhuang Tower was considered profound, allowing it to display its power without any burden.

"town!"

Seeing that Xu Lingxin, who was trapped under the blockade under the tower, still wanted to use another trick, the smile on the monk's face faded a lot. He shouted softly and continued to urge the magic treasure to let it suppress Xu Lingxin completely.

In the shadow of the small tower that was dozens of feet tall, countless patterns were flowing. With the infusion of surging Nascent Soul magic power, a hazy mysterious yellow aura gradually emerged. An aura heavier than that of a mountain pressed down, causing Xu Lingxin's face to change and her breath to become a little disordered.

On her body, the ice crystal sword was completely covered by frost, turning into snow-white. Layers of magic arrays emerged from the void, covering the sword.

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Xu Lingxin narrowed her eyes slightly, made a hand gesture, and then heard her shout softly.

"break!"

next moment.

The ice crystal sword covered with frost turned into a ray of cold light, shot out, and landed heavily on the barrier formed by the shadow of the small tower in front.

No roar.

The monk in the small tower suspended in the void felt a sharp pain deep in his bones with the help of his spiritual consciousness amplified by the magic treasure. Then, in front of him, the phantom of the small tower composed of Xuanhuang Qi and weapon patterns was actually broken into a hole the size of ten feet by the ice crystal sword. Frost froze the area around the hole. Even though the Xuanhuang Qi was constantly eroding, the frost was very strong and could hold on for a while.

After breaking through the barrier, the ice crystal sword did not stop, but continued to shoot out and headed straight for the monk in the small tower. Seeing this, the monk in the small tower endured the backlash of his life-saving magic weapon being broken, and circulated his magic power, jumping up and barely avoiding the ice crystal sword that passed by. Frost appeared on his right arm, making him feel that the perception of his right hand was gradually fading. Even if the magic power flowed, it would be difficult to relieve it in a short time.

Xu Lingxin had already flown out of the hole at this time. She looked at the monk in the small tower who had dodged the flying sword, her face calm, and waved her sleeves.

Hundreds of finger-sized ice spikes condensed from around her and then shot out, surrounding the monk in the small tower, making it impossible for him to escape.

Seeing this, the monk in the small tower immediately spoke.

"I surrender!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ice spike that had already come in front of him suddenly stopped. Xu Lingxin recalled the ice crystal sword, and then she could no longer suppress it. She spat out a mouthful of blood and her face suddenly turned pale.

"Concession."

She said this coldly, waved her hand to freeze the spurting blood, turning it into broken ice and dissolving it, then flew out of the fighting arena and returned to Chen Qing's side.

Upon seeing this, the monk in the small tower smiled bitterly, urged his gradually calming consciousness to recall the damaged Xuanhuang Tower, and then stood up and flew away from the fighting platform.