Another strange thing is Zhu Zhongsu, the hidden boss. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but he seems to be getting slightly thinner as the fighting time gets longer. It seems that this trend is continuing.
In the world of cultivation, there are all kinds of strange techniques and inheritances. Whether it is weight gain, weight loss, ugliness, personality changes, etc., it is not uncommon.
However, it was unheard of for an object like a balloon to store spiritual power in a physical body and continuously consume it during battle. He also didn't know the good or bad of it.
In fact, this is also the reason why Zhu Zhongsu led his two brothers to take the risk, and fell into the current situation because of a strange skill.
There is no doubt that this technique is powerful at the same level, but a fatal flaw is the excessive consumption of Qi and blood, which has seriously threatened his life and health.
After countless visits and inquiries, they finally understood that the first-level mid-grade black leaf lotus guarded by the warbler can effectively relieve the pain, so they accepted the invitation.
According to their original plan, after hunting down the warbler, the combined strength of the three of them would be able to easily control the situation, and then the two unlucky monks surnamed Geng and Zhao Shoushou would kill two birds with one stone and steal wealth.
From this aspect, this unexpectedly appearing warbler was actually Zhao Shoushou's life-saver. Otherwise, how could he have extorted a lot of treasures from Zhu Zhongsu.
Now that everything is not going well, Zhu Zhongsu is extremely depressed. You must know that losing weight due to fighting doubles the consumption of energy and blood, and one-third of his already low blood energy has been consumed.
"Combining the power of three people, kill the monster as soon as possible. The crazy magic stick technique is invincible in the world. Kill!" He heard a loud shout, and the stone stick in his hand suddenly became thicker and several times longer. The tiger and the tiger were like wind.
It kills the male warbler with even greater power.
After getting hints from their elder brother, monks surnamed Lu and monks surnamed Shi also secretly increased the intensity of their attacks and used a unique move to suppress the male warbler firmly below.
After a series of changes, the monk surnamed Geng has also discovered the wonderful relationship between the three of them, and has subconsciously opened a certain distance. If it were not the critical moment to kill the warbler, he would have escaped long ago. Although he is less experienced
But he's not stupid.
The most important thing is that he also needs the first-order mid-grade black leaf lotus standing in the wind on the top of the stone wall and full of life to heal his injuries.
Not to mention the various little thoughts between the four of them, Zhao Shoushou is now falling into a more dangerous stage. Although the first-order middle-grade transparent silk thread used its own characteristics to quietly successfully entangle the claws of the first-order middle-grade warbler.
, but due to its weak lethality, it ended up in a stalemate, and it was difficult to cause much damage to it, which was very embarrassing.
Zhao Shoushou suffered severe injuries to his left thigh in the last attack by his tail feathers. Under the severe pain, he could only barely exert his original strength to eight points.
"Chirp Chirp", a first-level mid-level oriole chirp beast, after its mobility was restricted, heard a shrill chirp, and did the opposite. Instead of struggling to get rid of it, it flapped its wings and pecked at it fiercely with its strong beak as a weapon.
Eyeballs.
During the battle between the monsters and the monks, they showed unprecedented sturdiness, and their appearance of preferring to be broken into pieces rather than ruined made the monks on Zhao Shoushou's side fearful.
If this female warbler hadn't been slightly wary of being attacked by a first-level mid-grade flying needle weapon at the beginning of the war, how could she have persisted alone until now.
At present, there are only some talismans in the storage bag that can be used as trump cards to activate at critical moments. The remaining means have basically been used. Facing the female warbler's desperate counterattack, he has been suppressed. The battle situation has changed at this moment.
Quick transformation.
"Roar" A vivid fire tiger suddenly appeared in the air. It was the first-level middle-grade fire tiger talisman that inspired the appearance. Fang Yi appeared as the king of beasts and already bravely attacked the warbler, with a red flame.
Go straight to the place where the warblers sing.
As an existence with the most advanced combat power among first-level mid-level monsters and the proud king among flying monsters, how could the Orioles Cry Beast endure a fire tiger transformed from a talisman?
Even though the movement of the warbler was restricted to a certain extent by the first-order mid-grade silk thread, a large number of wind blades had already collided head-on with the crimson flames.
The wind helps the fire, but if the wind is strong enough, it can naturally blow out the fire. Under the layers of exploitation by the wind blade, the crimson pillar of fire has been completely destroyed before it gets close to the Orioles Crying Beast.
The King of Beasts, the Fire Tiger, took this opportunity to pounce on the hungry tiger, attempting to engage in the most brutal hand-to-hand combat, using its blazing fire to inflict secondary damage to the Crying Beast.
Soon, as the two demonic beasts collided head-on, there was a burst of fire and feathers flying in random directions. However, in general, the Fire Tiger was firmly suppressed at a disadvantage, and as time went by, a large amount of spiritual power was consumed.
This trend is becoming more and more obvious.
Every attack of the first-level mid-level warbler's beak can easily leave an obvious gap in the fire tiger's body, but the fire tiger's attack can only leave a series of inconspicuous red marks. The damage is not counted.
big.
But how could Zhao Shoushou, who loved to fight with more and less, not take any measures? A fire bird, a real fire, and a fire fox had already appeared in the sky, and they all attacked in the direction of the warbler.
As the battle entered a fierce stage, Zhao Shoushou once again used the first-level mid-level dragon-ring sword and flying needle weapon, waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack, but if there was a chance, he would definitely leave a significant wound.
"Zhao is exhausted and at the end of his strength. If you fellow Taoists continue to delay and are reluctant to exert any effort, it would be more refreshing to break up in one shot." Zhao Shoushou urged and threatened sternly.
It has been more than a quarter of an hour before the battle begins. If the four monks work together and attack with all their strength, they can at least severely damage it. However, the current situation is far from reaching the intended goal. Although the current warbler is seriously injured, but
However, there were no fatal injuries and he was still alive and kicking, retaining more than 70% of his combat effectiveness.
In order to entangle the warbler, Zhao Shoushou tried his best. If the delay continued, Zhao Shoushou's situation would become more and more dangerous and unfavorable.
"Fellow Taoist, please wait for a while, let's see how someone can use his skills to kill him with a sword." Zhu Zhongsu's response was concise and powerful, and he obviously knew the current situation well.
"Brother, be careful, this beast is about to fight back," the monk surnamed Shi reminded loudly at this moment. It turned out to be a male first-level mid-level warbler, whose body was red with blood from the rage.
"Chirp, chirp!" A sharp cry came from the male warbler, and a shadow flashed past and headed straight for Zhu Zhongsu. Its originally fast speed at least doubled.
At the end of the battle, the sudden outbreak of the warbler was unexpected. Although Zhu Zhongsu tried his best to dodge and counterattack, he still couldn't escape.
"Puff!" The male warbler left a wound on its plump buttocks, but the sound it made was very abnormal, like pricked kraft paper.