Chapter six hundred and eleven: the fall of the wind burst monk
The wind helps the fire. In this powerful formation, whether it is the real fire that is famous for its explosion or the nine-domain demon fire that is characterized by its vicious and endless entanglement, it looks even more majestic. An arrogant look.
It seems that this wind formation was born to be his territory, and he should be the master here, a typical anti-customer. This is a situation that Zhao Shoushou is at least happy to see.
Whether it was the wind that was originally trying to surround it or the wind that was acting as an all-powerful defense, it was unable to resist the three dazzling flames.
"I'm glad I was able to activate three treasure talismans. It's an eye-opener today." There was a hint of frustration in the bearded monk's tone.
"Since you have a large formation to help you, what does Zhao's three treasure talismans mean?" After using three spiritual fires as the precursor and a water gun as the back-up, Zhao Shoushou finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just then he retorted.
"Although the three treasure talismans are unparalleled in power, they are nothing more than water without roots and trees without pods. If you want to use them to break the shackles of the formation, they are unable to do so." Although there are some surprises in the battle, the bearded man The monk still looked confident.
"The winner has not yet been decided, but your Excellency has some bold words. The one true fire merged into one, and the two true fires burned." The two true fires from the two treasure talismans, under his forcible control, bit by bit fused together, the originally dazzling and hot flames became dim.
However, there are obvious lines on the flames. Whenever flames flow through these places, they will be significantly enhanced.
The power of the spiritual fire after turning into one is obviously more than the effect of one plus one which is greater than two. This is also due to some small skills for manipulating talismans and seals that I got by chance.
Over the years, in Zhao Shoushou's practice career, various talismans with different functions and grades have always played an important role and are an indispensable part.
From the first-level low-grade entry-level talismans suitable for monks in the Qi refining stage to the now powerful third-level middle-grade talismans, he has sacrificed no less than three thousand talismans through his hands.
With such abundant experience, in addition to using the power of talismans to fight against enemies, practice makes perfect, and one can naturally develop some valuable skills.
These techniques may not be obvious on ordinary days, but when it comes to the battle between two evenly matched Jindan early stage monks, it is the last trick that can be used to change the entire complicated and confusing situation of the battle.
"Two flavors of true fire? No, this kind of divine fire requires at least the ancestors of the Nascent Soul stage to be qualified to control it. Is it some mutated spiritual fire?" The bearded monk inevitably became a little panicked.
After the two true fires are combined into one, their power is obviously stronger than before, and even more dazzling than the Nine Realm Demon Fire. Of course, this may have something to do with their own attributes.
As the two spiritual fires move forward, one is hot and the other is cold, the two flames easily break through countless wind shields blocking the road and move forward unswervingly towards the final goal.
"Wind helps the fire, but what about water?" Faced with the two indestructible spiritual fires coming step by step, the bearded monk had no choice but to use the other village's tactics to suppress the fire.
As the wind swirled, little bits of spiritual water appeared from the sky. Whenever a drop of these spiritual waters appeared, they would decisively turn into moths fighting the fire and quickly merge into the two spiritual fires that were approaching each other step by step.
The only purpose may be to prolong the proximity of the spiritual fire.
However, during this process, Zhao Shoushou clearly discovered that every time a drop of spiritual water merged into the flame, an imperceptible mist of color would appear on the two spiritual fires, accompanied by the spiritual fire.
Reduction in fire intensity.
Even though this trend is quite slow, Zhao Shoushou, as the master, still has some obvious awareness, which may also be the source of the bearded monk's confidence.
"Spiritual water can certainly extinguish fires, provided it is of sufficient quantity and high quality, but what's the point of fearing only three or five drops? What's more, someone like Zhao has never had any fear of water. Control the water gun," Zhao Shoushou murmured,
The water-control gun that had been spinning around was the first to attack.
Before the next drop of spiritual water appeared, it hit a certain place in the void with steady force, and the spiritual water that was brewing for transformation disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The two spiritual fires, which had been delayed for a while, turned into flying tigers and pounced out, flying towards the bearded monk's body with lightning speed and burning away.
However, at this time, the dozen or so bead-like magic weapons originally offered by the bearded monk, after breaking through the dual obstructions of the Ecstasy Bell and the Thousand Miles of Frozen Magic, also appeared around him from another direction.
As the saying goes, if there is an obstacle in the front, there will be pursuers in the back. But if there is any problem at any point, what awaits him is bound to be shattered to pieces.
"This set of magic weapons is quite good. As long as Zhao kills the master in advance, even if there is damage, it will still be valuable. The spirit is so hot." An excellent monk must learn to make choices when facing danger. At this time, Zhao Shoushou's choice is natural.
It's quite obvious.
Paying the price he can bear, decisively killing the enemy, quickly ending the battle, and maximizing his own interests, this is also the principle he has always implemented, and naturally there will be no exception at this time.
Zhao Shoushou just had time to hold the ecstasy bell out behind him, and used all his remaining energy to direct the spiritual fire to burn towards the bearded monk, but his figure flew in the completely opposite direction.
This was a flaw in the formation that was exposed due to the bearded monk's own nervousness during the battle. He vaguely discovered a treasure like an formation flag.
You only need to seize the right opportunity to forcibly pull it out of the formation. This originally powerful formation will naturally reveal more flaws. As long as two spiritual fires can kill the bearded monk, it will lose its host.
After that, it will be easy to crack the formation.
For the two golden elixir monks, the difference between one and a half moves determines the outcome. At this time, Zhao Shoushou, who had the upper hand, quickly changed his moves and was certain of winning.
"How long will it take if we don't break it now?" Zhao Shoushou could only hear a deafening roar, and his left hand grabbed straight towards the depths of the formation covered by white mist, regardless of the obstruction of wind blades of various shapes and sizes.
At this time, the two spiritual fires had also turned the bearded monk into two sets of blazing fire shields, one bright and one dark, tightly surrounding them.
As the spiritual fire burned, a scent of meat spread throughout the formation, naturally accompanied by the struggling and screaming sounds of the bearded monks.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the obstruction of the two fire shields, and the sound of the struggle gradually became quieter as time went by.
At this time, ten ball beads had already hit the Ecstasy Bell one after another. Even though it was blocked by it with all its strength, one or two still landed on both sides of the abdomen.