Lin Xuan's face changed in horror. Could this be the effect produced by the talisman the other party had just offered up?
But at this moment, how could he have spare time to think? The spear condensed from the Heavenly Demon Ants had already flown right before him.
In his shock, Lin Xuan swept his sleeve, and a palm-sized shield shot out.
Its appearance was ancient and simple, and countless runes flickered across its surface.
Needless to say, it was naturally the Black Gold Dragon Scale Shield.
This treasure's defenses were no small matter, but using it to deal with someone of the Lihe Realm was still somewhat inadequate. Fortunately, during his last trip to Five-Colored Spirit Mountain, Lin Xuan had obtained the Mystic Turtle's shell and had already refined this treasure anew.
Though it still could not compare with a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, it should have no problem taking this blow.
The thought flashed through his mind, and that spear stabbed viciously into the surface of the Black Gold Dragon Scale Shield.
A sound that set one's teeth on edge entered his ears, as if countless ants were gnawing on bone. Spiritual light shot out wildly, but in the end, this terrifying attack was blocked.
Lin Xuan let out a breath of relief and was just about to use another divine ability to face the enemy when a warning sign rose inexplicably in his heart.
Although there had not been the slightest sign beforehand, how rich was Lin Xuan's experience in magical combat? He drew in a breath, azure light flaring all over his body as he retreated madly toward the rear at an angle.
Buzz...
The sound of insects surged. That spear had failed to break through the Black Gold Dragon Scale Shield's defense, but it suddenly twisted