Chu Chenzeng had seen such a sentence on a jade slip before.
"Even a monk at the Nascent Soul stage will be injured if he is attacked by 10,000 ordinary mid- to high-level spiritual talismans at the same time!"
Right now, the opponent is a Golden Core Stage cultivator, and he doesn't have 10,000 spiritual talismans, only five or six hundred. However, with such a number of spiritual talismans, if he is not prepared, he should be able to severely damage the opponent.
Of course, just severe damage is not enough.
Chu Chen first put away the flying swords. Seeing that the golden elixir monk hadn't chased him yet, he thought about it for a while.
Now, both of them are completely empty of mana and have no fighting power at all. Their own demonic bodies are completely inadequate compared to the opponent's golden elixir level cultivation.
Fortunately, the high-grade spiritual weapon flying boat can be used at full speed at an extremely fast speed, which is only slightly slower than the escape speed of the golden elixir monk. In addition, Xiaobai, the Split Wind Falcon, has strong wind control ability.
If you go back and forth for a while, it will definitely be difficult for the opponent to catch up.
Chu Chen pondered for a moment, procrastinating for time is the best option now.
"Similar to how we dealt with the Qinghai Monkey, we try to delay as much time as possible to recover our magic power first!" Chu Chen said to Liu Xiao.
Liu Xiao didn't say anything, and immediately nodded, understanding what Chu Chen was thinking.
After a few words of exchange with Xiao Bai in his mind, Liu Xiao took out several medium-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, and while controlling the flying boat, he immediately started meditating and recovering with the spirit stones in hand.
Chu Chen also took out a few middle-grade spiritual stones and meditated to restore his mana.
After a few breaths, the white-haired monk finally came into sight and was quickly chasing the flying boat.
The white-haired monk cursed several times. He never expected that the speed of the flying boat the two of them were traveling on was so fast. It was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon flying boat!
A mere monk in the foundation-building stage could actually use a flying boat, a top-grade spiritual weapon that even he thought was expensive. This made the white-haired monk extremely surprised.
"What good things do these two juniors have in them?"
The white-haired monk felt excited just thinking about it. Seeing that the flying boat was extremely fast, he was not anxious at all. After all, his escape speed was slightly faster than the flying speed of this high-grade spiritual weapon flying boat.
Within a moment, they would definitely be able to catch up with the spiritual weapon flying boat the two of them were riding on.
Seeing the white-haired monk gradually flying closer and within the range that could be vaguely seen by the naked eye, Liu Xiao slowly opened his eyes.
"noob!"
He gave an order in his heart, and a sharp hawk sound suddenly sounded on the flying boat. Xiaobai spread his snow-white wings, and strong winds roared everywhere. The wingspan was more than ten feet wide.
Hearing this sound, the white-haired monk was slightly surprised, his eyes narrowed, and he saw a demon bird spreading its wings on the spiritual weapon flying boat.
"This is... the Wind-Splitting Falcon!" The white-haired monk shouted in horror, with a look of surprise and disbelief on his face.
After taking a closer look, it was immediately clear that this demonic bird was indeed a Split Wind Falcon, but it was just an underage Split Wind Falcon.
The adult Split Wind Falcon is more than ten feet long, and its wingspan is an astonishing forty or fifty feet! It can be described as a giant!
The two juniors in front of them actually had a high-level demonic bird like the Split Wind Falcon as a spiritual beast. Even the white-haired monk himself became jealous.
You must know that the Split Wind Falcon is a top-level sixth-level demon bird. Except for some demon birds with true spirit blood, the Split Wind Falcon is the most powerful type of demon bird.
This kind of monster bird can only be dealt with by Nascent Soul stage monks. If it were a group of Jindan monks who could kill it together, they would be far unable to keep up with the speed of the Wind-Splitting Falcon, and they could hardly touch it.
body, let alone kill him.
It's a pity that this Wind-Splitting Falcon has made a blood contract and will only have one master for the rest of its life. The white-haired monk felt very sorry for it.
But when I thought of the ancient Lingbao from before, I felt excited again.
It was truly a stroke of luck. Shi Yan actually left midway. If not, with Shi Yan's strength and cultivation, would this ancient spirit treasure still have its own share?
Although the white-haired monk is a famous Talisman Maker on Yunjing Island, his cultivation level is only at the early stage of Golden Core.
Shi Yan is at the peak of his cultivation in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Coupled with the spiritual treasure given by Youxing Palace, his strength is extremely powerful. He is not even weaker than the monks in the late stage of the Golden Core. Naturally, it is beyond the reach of the white-haired monks.
"Today is definitely Qin's lucky day!" the white-haired monk said happily.
If Shi Yan knew that the ancient spirit treasure had slipped away from his eyes, he would not know what his expression would be!
Chu Chen and Liu Xiao on the flying boat continued to meditate and practice, and the white-haired monks were gradually catching up.
Just when the white-haired monk was about 200 feet away from the flying boat, Xiaobai flapped his wings frantically, and several hurricanes suddenly appeared around him. The strong winds sprang up and formed several small tornadoes, which hit the white-haired monk.
"Huh, what a small trick!"
The white-haired monk snorted with great disdain, waved his sleeves and robes, and several tornadoes instantly disappeared into nothing.
It's a joke to still try to deal with him with such a weak attack!
A gust of wind suddenly blew in this direction, and the white-haired monk's figure suddenly stagnated. He was resisted by a strong air flow, slowed down a bit, and instantly distanced himself from the spiritual weapon flying boat.
The white-haired monk was shocked, it turned out that this was what the other party planned!
Taking advantage of the Wind-Splitting Falcon's powerful wind-controlling ability, he traveled against the wind, impeding his escape speed and slowing him down.
At present, in the area with strong winds, the white-haired monk's escape speed was not urgent, and Chu Chen and Liu Xiao were riding a high-grade spiritual weapon flying boat.
But slightly away from this area, the wind speed dropped, and the white-haired monk was able to keep up again.
"Huh!" The white-haired monk snorted coldly. He couldn't catch up with the spiritual weapon flying boat for a while, and he felt very unhappy in his heart. He thought that the other party was just two foundation-building monks, but they let him eat turtles, and there was a hidden anger in his heart.
"I want to waste it! Qin will accompany you and the two juniors to waste it, and see who will waste it last!" The white-haired monk said to himself coldly, his face becoming cold.
The two people on the flying boat were still concentrating on meditating and practicing, and no longer paid attention to the golden elixir monk who was following them like a mad dog.
Now the white-haired monk could not catch up. He could only wait for the Wind-Splitting Falcon on the flying boat to run out of mana before catching up. The two sides formed a stalemate.
An hour later, the white-haired monk was still trying his best to catch up behind him. The two people on the flying boat were still meditating to recover their magic power. Xiao Bai continued to cast spells and was already a little tired.
Two hours later, the white-haired monk was still chasing, and Xiaobai was still holding on, almost reaching the edge of exhaustion.
Fortunately, after a while, Chu Chen and Liu Xiao finally recovered their full body magic power from meditating, and now they are almost the same as in their heyday.
"After I finish setting up the formation, I will stop the flying boat and start dealing with this person!" Chu Chen said softly to Liu Xiao.
Liu Xiao immediately nodded without saying a word, then stretched his fingers to the left and right to perform the Flame Spirit Strike.
Chu Chen hurriedly took out the formation flag formation plate from the storage bag. He did not expect the Eight-door Golden Lock Formation to have any effect on the golden elixir monks, but he would try his best to gain a chance.
Chu Chen threw the formation flags and formation disks into the air, cast a spell with both hands, and the stacks of formation disks flew up quickly, instantly forming a large circle with a diameter of about six to seven feet.
Now Chu Chen is extremely familiar with the Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation, and deploying the Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation over such a large area is his limit.
After a few breaths, the arrangement of the eight-door golden lock formation was completed.
A flaming bird in front of Liu Xiao has also taken shape, making a high-pitched sound like the cry of a phoenix, hovering around Liu Xiao and flying.
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaobai." Liu Xiao gently stroked the back of the Snow-white neck of the Split Wind Falcon.
Xiaobai had also reached his limit. With a sharp scream, he got into the spirit beast bag on Liu Xiao's waist.
Liu Xiao took a deep breath and stopped driving the flying boat. The golden flying boat stopped in mid-air in an instant.
The two of them flew out of the flying boat in unison, and each crushed a spiritual talisman, which was the divine walking talisman.
The divine walking talisman is also the only type of enhancement talisman that Liu Xiao can refine with his current cultivation level.
When the white-haired monk saw that the flying boat had stopped and the Wind-Splitting Falcon had disappeared, he couldn't help but sneered and rushed forward in an instant.
The escape speed of the golden elixir stage monk was indeed terrifying. Chu Chen saw the opponent rushing towards him, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick. The moment the white-haired monk flew into the range of the eight-door golden lock array, he cast a spell instantly.
The white-haired monk saw golden light all around him, and the golden light surrounded him, and his body stagnated.
"Array?" Looking around, he couldn't help but blurt out.
"Hmph, you want to trap me with this formation? I'm just dreaming, right?" The white-haired monk waved his sleeves and dispersed a thunder curse that struck in the formation.
Chu Chen tried his best to calm down. The more panicked he became, the greater the danger, and he quickly began to cast spells with both hands.
At this moment, Liu Xiao took the lead in activating the Flame Bird. The Flame Bird chirped several times and rushed towards the white-haired monk in the formation.
Seeing the two-foot-long flame bird attacking, the white-haired monk didn't take it seriously. The attack of the foundation-building monk was no different from a joke in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand calmly, and a white light flashed in his palm.
The Flame Bird crashed into it, and a bright red light came out, followed by an explosion and roar, and a heat wave hit his face.
The white-haired monk's expression changed, and he instantly felt a strong burning sensation coming from his palm.
"drink!"
The white-haired monk activated his spiritual power and instantly defeated the Flame Bird.
I saw that a few inches of skin on the palm of my hand had been burned, and there were traces of blood! I felt several bursts of burning pain.
The white-haired monk's eyes widened, in disbelief that the magic of the foundation-building monk could actually hurt him!
The white-haired monk stared at Liu Xiao, his anger welling up. If a mere monk in the foundation-building stage dares to hurt himself, it is unforgivable!
"Kill you first!" the white-haired monk roared.
It seems that he underestimated the Flame Spirit Attack. If he had used all his strength to defend from the beginning, he would definitely not have been injured.
However, now that he was injured by a foundation-building monk, it must be a huge joke. The white-haired monk was extremely angry and did not intend to waste time. He wanted to kill these two people quickly and then use the soul-searching technique.
The white-haired monk turned his right hand and took out a white wooden folding fan from nowhere. The shape was very similar to the folding fan of Qin Shou before. The spiritual energy was released and the spiritual power was terrifying.
"Flowing Frost Moon Thorn!?" Liu Xiao was shocked and her pretty face changed color. The folding fan now is not a fake spiritual treasure, but a genuine, real spiritual treasure!
A single blow from the Lingbao can severely damage a Golden Core cultivator head-on, let alone a mere Foundation-building monk.
"Crazy Wood Eats Lan!"
At this moment, Chu Chen finally used the Crazy Wood Devouring Lan Technique, and countless green thorns sprouted out from under the white-haired monk's feet, like a giant mouth, swallowing him up instantly.
"Quick! Don't hold back, cast the spell with all your strength!"
After using the Crazy Wood Devouring Lan, Chu Chen shouted anxiously to Liu Xiao, and then started casting spells with both hands.
Liu Xiao was determined in her heart, her eyes were focused, her face was cold, she stretched her left and right hands forward, and all her magic power immediately poured out, without any reservation, ready to use the most powerful killing move!