Chapter 142: Fighting Dragon Soul (please vote for me)
Hearing what Chang Wanli said, the young master of the Jin family couldn't help but be amazed.
I only heard Chang Wanli say again: "It is a pity that the five-color dragon has become extinct more than 100,000 years ago. The monk who uses the five-light soul-fixing flag may have obtained the ancient monk's relic by chance. Otherwise, with this person's strength, he will never be able to
You can hunt down a five-color dragon to get its soul."
"That's for sure." The young master of the Jin family nodded and said: "It seems that the refining flag still only retains a little bit of the strength of the five-color dragon. Otherwise, the power of this thing will be a bit stronger."
Chang Wanli flattered him and said: "Young Master is very smart. If you refine the soul of a spiritual beast into a magic weapon, it will be good if you can retain 10 to 20% of the power of the spiritual beast. Moreover, this user is really powerful."
The state of Dzogchen also limits the power of this thing."
When the young master of the Jin family saw how fierce the five-color divine dragon was, he couldn't help but feel proud, and asked: "Is there anyone who can refine this kind of five-light soul-fixing flag now?"
Chang Wanli shook his head and said: "Young Master, in fact, our store has also sold related flags. I have also asked many masters of weapon refining about this, but they all said that this flag is easy to make, and the soul of the spirit beast is refined.
And can make it physical, this method has been lost."
"Oh." Young Master Jinkong nodded and said: "When the monk who uses the body-refining technique wins, we go to find the owner. It is best to buy back the five-light soul-fixing flag and give it to the Yi family.
Let the refining masters do some research."
Chang Wanli was surprised and said: "Young Master, how do you know that this person can win? The wind blades and ice picks are so densely packed, I think he is in danger."
The young master of the Jin family smiled and said: "I see that he has not taken the magic weapon at this moment, so I know that he has a sure chance of victory."
Seeing the black mass above his head, the wind blades and ice picks that were constantly hitting him, Yuwen Zhouyuan was not panicked, but he didn't hold it up either, but took out the magic weapon silver lightsaber.
As soon as the silver light sword came out, it immediately turned into thousands of ice picks that were shot towards it.
At the same time, he took out his turtle shell shield and threw it into the air.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted "Transform into a shield!" The tortoise shell shield immediately emitted a brilliant light, decomposed and reassembled at the same time, and then a dark blue shield appeared in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan take out the magic weapon, Bai Suya felt relieved and thought that this big brother Yuwen didn't seem to be arrogant enough to be abnormal.
And Nangong Dai really stamped her foot and said: "Brother Yuwen actually has a defensive weapon to resist the attack of these five-color dragon souls! Is this possible?!"
Xia Baichuan was shocked when he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan take out the silver sword magic weapon, thinking that this guy actually has something! But after seeing the magic weapon, the turtle shell shield, he felt relieved again.
"Brother Yuwen Zhouyuan, the magic weapon Silver Light Sword is not bad. It seems that Xia still underestimates you! But your tortoise shell shield is really not that good, and it seems that you can't escape the fate of failure!" Xia Baichuan said with a smile on his face
With a sneer, he took out a spirit stone with one hand and kneaded the magic formula with the other hand even faster. In response, the speed of the five-color dragon spitting out blue mist also increased by 30%.
The speed suddenly increased, and Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was dodging in the wind blade, was hit several times. The blue-white wind blade hit the dark blue spiritual weapon shield, making a deafening sound.
Although the tortoise shell shield is just a spiritual weapon, after Yuwen Zhouyuan's sacrifice again, although the grade has not increased, its defensive function has increased a lot, and it was all attacked by the five-color dragon!
"Brother Yuwen Zhouyuan, how do you feel? Haha, don't worry, I won't underestimate you! Just wait for the more intensive and violent wind blades and ice cones! Of course there will be thunder and lightning!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan just smiled at Xia Baichuan who was laughing wildly, "You will find out after a while that you still underestimated Yuwen! You will regret it!"
If you ask Yuwen Zhouyuan what he is doing, many people actually know that he is feeling the rhythm of the five-color dragon's wind blades and ice cones.
This five-color divine dragon is originally a beast. It was not yet an adult when it was refined. It can be said that its spiritual intelligence has not been greatly opened. It is not an exaggeration to describe it simply as a brain. Although its attacks are fast and slow, the rhythm is still very
Regularly.
In an instant, several more wind blades fell and hit the dark blue spiritual weapon shield. Although the tortoise shell shield did not have much reaction, Xia Baichuan still believed in the principle that ants can kill an elephant, and the kid used only
It's a spiritual shield. If one or two of the thousands of wind blades hit this Yuwen Zhouyuan, that's enough.
In fact, Yuwen Zhouyuan really hopes to be able to take one or two hits. He is currently practicing body refining, which means he has to withstand various non-stop attacks. Wind spells like this, which cannot kill him at once, are just exercises.
It's a good thing for body refining. But there are too many people, and Yuwen Zhouyuan doesn't want to expose his strength too much.
"Bang!" Another wind blade hit Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual shield, but Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled slightly, that's enough, he had grasped the rhythm of the wind blade.
"Okay, leave the rest of the time to me!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly.
Then, all the onlookers saw an incredible scene.
"Take it!" Yuwen Zhouyuan actually put the spiritual shield he was using into his storage bag.
Everyone onlookers widened their eyes, wondering what this kid was going to do? Looking at the overwhelming wind blades and ice picks like rain, it would be great if you were holding a defensive shield! It doesn't matter if you get hit twice, what are you going to do?
What? Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?
Bai Suya and Nangong Dai were even more anxious and shouted: "Brother Yuwen! Hurry up and hold up your shield! Do you think your physical body is more powerful than a high-grade defensive magic weapon?"
"This subordinate is a bit confused." Even the wily Chang Wanli was confused, "This Yuwen Zhouyuan should rely on the defense of the spiritual shield to quickly approach the five-color dragon, and then defeat it. What is he doing?
What about taking away the spiritual shield? Do you want to commit suicide?"
The young master smiled and said, "Can't you understand this? You are really stupid." After he finished speaking, he said with certainty: "He has a more powerful and convenient defensive weapon to come up with!"
"Oh!" Chang Wanli nodded. No wonder this guy is so arrogant. It seems he has a lot of powerful stuff in his hands.
But something that shocked everyone happened again. Yuwen Zhouyuan put away the spiritual shield and did not take out any magic weapon. Instead, he raised his hand to summon the silver sword that defended against the ice pick.
Does he have to use this silver light sword? Several monks nearby whispered.
Nangong Dai was also a little confused. Although she knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan often did some seemingly irrelevant things and always did unexpected things at critical moments, she could not see Yuwen Zhouyuan's intentions for a while.
Intentional!
Bai Suya almost fell to the ground with a clang. She really wanted to ask, Brother Yuwen, are you having water in your head? This is a life-and-death fight!
Similarly, the young master of the Jin family who was so sure just now couldn't help but blush when he saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan had just summoned the silver sword, and muttered: "Maybe... he wants to use that magic weapon to kill the five-color dragon.
Soul."
Even though this young man is the young master, Chang Wanli couldn't help but laugh. Use the silver light sword that is not a high-level magic weapon to kill the five-color dragon? Do you think that the five-color dragon soul is a fool stretching his neck and waiting for you to kill? Then
How do you get through the ice cones with many wind blades? Also, even if you rush through the range of the wind blades, are you sure that the five-color dragon soul will no longer use thunder and electricity spells?
"Yuwen Zhouyuan! If you want to die, don't blame Xia and me!" Xia Baichuan controlled the five-color dragon for a while, but his strength was already insufficient. He held a middle-grade spiritual stone in his hand and sucked it hard.
Suddenly my spiritual power was full.
The middle-grade spiritual stone is really a good thing to replenish spiritual power. Once Xia Baichuan's spiritual power was full, he was even more confident, and the speed of making magic formulas in his hands increased by 20%.
But this time, no matter how fast or dense the wind blades spit out by the five-color dragon are, they can't hit Yu Wen Zhou Yuan.
Viewed from a distance, the scene is very spectacular.
In a large area, densely packed wind blades and ice picks fell from the sky like raindrops. At a glance, they were all green and white.
And among them, a white figure shuttled quickly, and the white figure held a silver sword in its hand.
Everyone's eyes flashed along with the rapid white light. The white light was like a gust of wind, blowing through the wind blades and ice picks. It blew by gracefully and did not contaminate any of the wind blades or ice picks.
"What kind of spell is he doing?" The onlookers' eyes widened in shock. There were so many wind blades and ice picks, but no pattern could be seen among them. But why could this kid just stroll around like a leisurely manor?
The eyes of the young master of the Jin family were even more brilliant.
Everyone's eyes followed Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if they were also traveling through the jungle of wind blades and ice cones.
The white figure moved so fast that the wind blades and ice picks coming at him were not even visible.
Suddenly, the moving picture stopped! The white figure also stopped!
Because, he is already standing in front of the five-color dragon!
"Bang!" It was not the sound of a person falling to the ground, but the sound of Yuwen Zhouyuan's fist hitting the five-color dragon's head mercilessly.
There was silence all around, and all the onlookers were stunned, thinking, what kind of evil spell is this? Why can the other party's spell be regarded as nothing?
Chang Wanli opened his mouth even more, and his lips trembled twice before finally sighing: "I have lived for nearly a hundred years, and today my eyes are opened!"
"I don't believe in this evil!" Xia Baichuan roared angrily. He couldn't believe that his tried and tested method, which even killed the five-color dragon souls of many Zhenyuan monks, was actually defeated by Yuwen Zhouyuan, a Zhenqi stage master today.
The monk broke it, and he broke it so coolly that there was no suspense.
"Retreat!" Xia Baichuan ordered again.
The five-color divine dragon, which was stunned by Yuwen Zhouyuan's punch, shook its head, staggered, and suddenly jumped back several feet. Then, it opened its mouth again and a bolt of lightning spurted out.
"Stop wasting spiritual stones." Yuwen Zhouyuan snorted, and the white figure dodged the lightning.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's speed was so fast that the afterimage of his figure in the eyes of onlookers was like a white light, and then the white light stopped instantly.
Then he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan hit the magic formula in his hand, and the silver light sword in his hand turned into a big silver hammer, and once again hit the head of the five-color dragon that he had just hit with his fist.
Every move and every motion, the movements are so perfect and elegant, it doesn't look like a battle at all, but like a martial arts performance.
"Yuwen Zhouyuan, what kind of magic are you using!" The first appearance can be said to be a fluke, but after the second and third times, Xia Baichuan knew that this was definitely not a fluke. The five-color dragon had no effect on this kid.
"I said, I don't need real power to defeat you!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said this last time, but no one paid attention, thinking that he was just talking nonsense.
And now again, no one thinks he is bragging. But what everyone thinks is, this kid is so powerful without spiritual power. If he uses spiritual power, how can he still do it?