An earth-yellow bead happened to pass by the dodging monk. In terms of offensive power, this bead was far superior to the Sky Shovel. It should also be the most powerful weapon for the unfamiliar donkey-faced monk in front of him.
Commonly used treasures and trump cards.
Under the blessing of the Dharma Realm Heaven and Earth, although Zhao Shoushou's physical body has been strengthened to a certain extent, it is still unable to compete with a fifth-level high-grade spiritual treasure.
As for forcing the Sky Shovel to be sealed, it was just a matter of taking it by surprise. If it were in a normal battle, he would not be able to do it either.
Therefore, after the monk in front of him was fully prepared and the power of the earth-yellow bead-shaped spiritual treasure was brought into full play, he could only dodge.
In addition, this strange donkey-faced monk seemed to be begging for mercy and explained, but the movements of his hands did not relax at all. On the contrary, he continued to strengthen the power of the spiritual treasure, and still never gave up the idea of killing the opponent and seizing the spoils.
In fact, this is also a very normal reaction. Now that the action has been taken, how can the hatred between the two parties be alleviated by some words? Only when a victory is actually determined in the battle can it be truly settled.
"I didn't mean to offend. Why is this fellow Taoist being so aggressive here? Why don't you and I join forces to hunt down some monsters? Wouldn't the beasts be happy?" As time passed and the fight between the two monks became more and more intense, it was already
The donkey-faced monk, who was clearly at a disadvantage, had a look of anxiety.
"Since there was a mistake first, why not stop the Lingbao first to show sincerity? Otherwise, how can I believe it?" Zhao Shoushou was also not inferior.
"If Lingbao stops and fellow Taoist takes the opportunity to hit me hard, wouldn't it mean that my life is in vain?" The donkey-faced monk obviously can't trust him. In fact, this is normal. After all, the acquaintance between the two parties is not a relatively pleasant one.
process and environment.
"In this case, let's decide the winner and then discuss the rest." Zhao Shoushou had no desire for peace talks, so this sentence was appropriately timed.
Under the blessing of the Dharma World, he was like a little giant, running rampant in the battle and showing great courage.
He was also quite fascinated by this kind of battle in which he relied on his own strength to gain the upper hand steadily. After all, in the previous series of battles, the impression left behind was not too pleasant.
Especially in the battle with Crocodile Bigui, he was at a disadvantage almost from the beginning to the end. In the end, he only managed to escape by relying on a set of talismans prepared in advance.
How could he remain calm in such a situation during this battle? The appearance of this monk was just a punching bag at the right time.
Although he has the upper hand in the battle, it is still not easy to kill his opponent. Every late-stage god-transformation monk who can successfully grow up has his own special coping methods.
He is slightly lacking in combat effectiveness, but he must be skilled in other areas. There is no doubt about this.
Therefore, during the battle, Zhao Shoushou not only used his own fighting power to the fullest, he also observed his opponent with all his attention and adopted some special methods to prevent him from jumping over the wall.
"This fellow Taoist is really going to kill me? Is he really so confident?" After the donkey-faced monk suffered another heavy blow, a strange flush appeared on his face. It was obvious that the damage to himself was greater than before.
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"Zhao was in seclusion here. He was already at a critical moment in his cultivation. A so-called temptation drove away all opportunities. If we don't pay some price, how can the anger in his heart be calmed?" At this time, Zhao Shoushou was already there.
It is to reveal one's sharp claws.
In fact, from the beginning to now, he has never had any thoughts or thoughts of peaceful settlement in his mind. He must kill the monk in front of him completely at all costs.
In addition to venting the anger that has accumulated in his heart for a long time, the resources in the monk's hands are also spiritual objects that are ready to be captured, especially two high-quality fifth-level high-grade spiritual treasures, which are basically considered
Each has its own characteristics.
The attack power of the Sky Shovel is not outstanding, but its ability to control the earth is an advantage that cannot be ignored. Zhao Shoushou is already well aware of the obvious attack power that Lingzhu is good at.
Although it is obtained halfway and has different attributes, so it cannot bring out the full combat power of its spiritual treasure, it can be regarded as a good choice to increase one's own heritage. One more spiritual treasure can be used in different battle scenes in the future.
A choice.
Compared with this advantage, some mana saved is nothing. After all, for monks in the late stage of spiritual transformation, seizing more practice resources is always better than saving some mana.
In addition, the donkey-faced monk's fighting ability is not too outstanding, but since he dares to come to the endless jungle, there are naturally some reserves of training resources in the storage bag, how can he let it go in vain?
The relationship between monks has always been quite complicated, and scheming with each other is just one of the most normal expressions. Since this strange monk has come to the door, Zhao Shoushou's character will naturally not be in vain.
He gave up, not to mention that his combat effectiveness is still so low.
As you and I were going back and forth, the two monks were using all their methods, without any hesitation. Their only purpose was to kill each other at all costs.
Zhao Shoushou's combat power was already slightly superior, but now with the blessing of Faxiang Heaven and Earth, he had the upper hand. Coupled with the abundant combat experience accumulated during his long training career, he was able to handle it with ease, even at the expense of some minor injuries.
Successfully suppressing the opponent, Hunter Sea King Cha successfully hit the opponent at critical moments several times and achieved good results.
Judging from the current situation, there is no problem in achieving the final victory as long as we follow the steps, but the opponent, the donkey-faced monk, is obviously unwilling to surrender a good life here without hesitation.
After using various methods but failing to achieve the desired results, the monk clearly understood his current situation very well. There was a look of determination on his originally hesitant face, as if he had already made up his mind.
"You forced me to do it. Since I don't want to let me live, I will forcefully decide whether to live or die here today." The donkey-faced monk looked quite crazy.
"Now that we have reached this point on the trail, friends, just use whatever means you have." There is some nervousness or premonition in my heart. The only thing I don't lack is the courage to fight.
"Roar" Suddenly, a roar full of endless pain came, and a burst of black energy lingered around him. The thin monk suddenly became swollen, and the painful look on his face became more distorted and deformed.
The condensed black energy actually grew a second wolf head that shone with fierce light, turning into a two-headed monster-like existence.