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Chapter 881 Unexpected

After the monk advanced to the transformation of gods, his magic power was much stronger than that in the Nascent Soul Stage. Because he had the ability to communicate the energy of heaven and earth, many magic can be used to use the energy of heaven and earth that was gathered in an instant. If the energy of heaven and earth is insufficient, he could only consume his magic power, and even overdraw his life span to activate it. Therefore, once the cultivator of the God Transformation Stage takes action, the magic powers he really consumes are all extremely magic powers. I am afraid that even in the state of extremely abundant magic power, he will not last long. However, just now, the female cultivator who obviously has little magic power has recovered in a moment, which made him feel a little incredible.
Although he also knew that some treasures could instantly restore magic power, such as pure spirit liquid, pure magic liquid, etc., this thing can only restore the monks under the transformation of gods. The magic power of the monks in the transformation stage is more than ten times that of the Nascent Soul cultivator. A few drops of pure magic liquid or pure spirit liquid are not enough to recover a layer. Could it be that the girl just drank dozens of drops of pure spirit liquid in one breath? This is possible. It has been not long before the female cultivator has advanced to the transformation of gods. Her magic power is not very deep. Taking more can indeed recover. However, this pure spirit liquid is also of great value in the upper realm. There will definitely not be too many in this human world. It is estimated that she only has one bottle.
When he thought about this, he soon discovered that the human cultivator who obtained Li Feng had fought with Yuan Daozi for a move, and even took out a small bottle, and after taking a sip into his mouth, his magic power was restored.
If there was only one, it was a coincidence. If it was two, it would be a coincidence. But soon he discovered that one after another, someone started to take out the bottle, poured it into his mouth, and then his magic power was completely restored. Although the world was insufficient, relying directly on his own magic power, he could still fight with others for a long time. On his side, he had originally expected that after fighting for a while, the power of the method was exhausted. After taking the Yuanqi Pill, he could win in one fell swoop. Now the Yuanqi Pill and the others have already taken one, but they can only have barely support.
Seeing this, Yuan Ji was even more convinced that Lin Haoming had planned to hold him back, and he could not sit idly by now. Otherwise, after all the others were destroyed, it would be hard to say that he was really besieged by so many monks in the lower realm.
After thinking it through, Yuan Ji no longer continued to consume it, but quickly began to pinch the magic tricks again. The black chain that was originally just constantly corroding Lin Haoming's protection suddenly began to tighten, as if he wanted to completely strangle Lin Haoming to death.
Lin Haoming immediately felt the pressure, but he was not worried at all. He just took out a small bottle and poured a pure magic bead into his mouth.
Feeling the rapidly recovered by the lost mana, Lin Haoming slapped the silver Demon Armor on his body with both hands. The Demon Armor instantly dispersed and turned into silver lights that were extremely evenly spread around Lin Haoming. Then Lin Haoming's magic method changed, and a ball of white flame appeared. Looking at the white flame, Lin Haoming opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of essence and blood. The white flame immediately jumped, and the flames also rose three points higher.
Lin Haoming just pointed at him, followed the thin filaments transformed by white silk flames and pulled out from the flames, and began to shuttle through the evenly spread silver light spots, and knitting it on its own. In just a moment, a layer of curtain with silver light spots shining in snow-white was woven, followed by the second layer and the third layer...
The white flame thread that Lin Haoming released at this moment was the true essence of the cold flame condensed from the cold flame bead. The condensed iron of the cold flame is extremely consuming, but it is extremely strong. At least there is no need to worry at all. The opponent is easily corroded. The person under his body can only withstand the contraction of the opponent's chain, and Lin Haoming asked himself that he didn't need to worry too much about this.
Yuan Ji soon discovered that Lin Haoming's actions were extremely difficult for a moment, because just now, he tried to break the cage transformed by the cold flame bead, but it was impossible to do it without restraining Lin Haoming.
At this moment, a scream suddenly came, and it turned out that He Yuanji from the Demon Sword Sect had one of his thighs cut off.
The one who besieged He Yuanji was Huayi Zhenren from Huayi Sect and another god-making monk named Qiu Kai who came to support the Wusha Continent. The one who cut off his leg was Qiu Kai.
Originally, the number of demon cultivators was at a disadvantage. He Yuanji fought against two, and Qiu Kai was even more in the middle stage of the evolution god with one foot, so it was naturally even more dangerous. Now that he broke his leg, he still had the intention to continue and wanted to escape immediately.
"I want to leave!" Although Hua Yi Zhenren has been able to advance to the God of Transformation at about the same time as He Yuanji, when it comes to martial arts, what he is best at is the incarnation technique. He Yuanji was about to escape, but suddenly he found that there were several more Hua Yi Zhenren at some point, and for a moment he could not tell the authenticity of the truth.
"Old Taoist Hua Yi, you and I have known each other for many years. Do you really have to die?" He Yuanji shouted in anger without knowing which direction he ran away. However, his pale face could not give much threat to others.
"The Tao is different and does not plan for each other. Fellow Taoist, you shouldn't have chosen this path at the beginning!" Hua Yi Zhenren didn't appreciate it at all. Now that one person is getting worse, he will never give up on what he got because of the other person's words.
"Hehe, if it weren't for the seniors from the upper realm, you didn't need your spiritual cultivation. If you really recruit you, you would give up the opportunity to ascend!" He Yuanji heard this and sarcastically sarcastically.
Although Hua Yi Zhenren has practiced Taoism for many years, ascension to the upper realm was indeed his last pursuit over the years. Now that he has been pointed out, his anger has also erupted, surrounding He Yuanji's eighteen clones, and suddenly shone golden light at the same time.
"Ah! Heaven and earth are one, and you are a madman, you are crazy!" Seeing this scene, He Yuanji thought of something terrible and screamed. He then spurted out a few mouthfuls of essence and blood at the Ten Thousand Demon Sword in his hand regardless of his life, and was about to make a last try.
At this moment, a golden light suddenly shot from afar, which shocked He Yuanji. He had not noticed that there was a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage in that direction before, so how could anyone make a move to him?
In desperation, his eyes swept over and vented. There were more than 300 cultivators who actually used some kind of joint attack technique together, and at the same time, they could gather everyone's magic power to defeat the enemy.
Chapter completed!
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