Chapter seven hundred and sixty-six: all the shots will hurt both sides
Based on his current situation, the most likely way is to use the Demon-Suppressing Treasure Staff as a breakthrough. Even if the enemy he faces here is the strongest, he still has to bite the bullet and overcome it at all costs.
Whether it is the Water Control Gun or the Three Life Beads, their own strength is extremely limited. Being able to barely entangle the opponent is already a great thing. Relying on their power to open up the situation is undoubtedly a dream.
"Junior brother, if you don't take action quickly, are you going to wait in vain for me to kill the enemy?" The monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul ordered sternly.
He really couldn't understand why the enemy he faced was so difficult to deal with when he was clearly just a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul. The delay in opening up the situation made him feel angry.
Another monk who had been standing nearby to prevent the enemy from escaping, although he was also shocked by the situation in front of him, responded to his brother's call immediately.
The huge hammer head once again fell on the already very dark formation mask with only a thin layer left. It seemed that he was preparing to strike with one blow and completely destroy the formation while the two were fighting.
"The blood of the true spirit, give me a helping hand, the Four-Yuan Spirit-Sealing Technique," Seeing the opponent's long-cultivated monk accumulating power to strike, Zhao Shoushou had no choice but to use the Four-Yuan Spirit-Sealing Technique.
It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, not to mention that he is already at a disadvantage. If he does not have the temporarily arranged flags to rely on, how can he block the attack of the two powerful demon cultivators.
The Four-Yuan Spirit Sealing Technique uses the blood of four true spirits as a medium to summon the phantoms of the green dragon, the red bird, the white tiger, the basalt, and the four mythical beasts to fight.
As a divine beast that suppresses heaven and earth, it has a certain restraint effect on various evil spirits and heretics, so it is considered appropriate to use it here.
"Roar" Fang Yi, a white tiger known for his hatred of evil, appeared. Stimulated by the boundless waves of blood and bone spirits, he took the lead in letting out a roar. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of clear spirit energy, which turned into bursts of white mist, floating around
The blood-red auras in the air annihilated each other.
As for the mace falling from the sky, the phantoms of the four mythical beasts rotated rapidly, and the spiritual powers of four different colors were intertwined, forming a large sparkling net that held it firmly in the air and unable to move.
Suzaku instantly sprayed out a stream of rich red flames, surrounding the wolf-headed hammer. Under the heat of the flames, the wolf-head carvings were constantly twisting.
As for the Xuanwu Divine Beast Phantom, which is famous for its laziness, it fully utilized its own advantages and firmly suppressed it on the mace without moving.
"Four sacred beasts, listen to my command, use essence and blood as a guide, burn your body, order." In order to break the deadlock as soon as possible, Zhao Shoushou reversed the technique and spurted out four mouthfuls of essence and blood. This was actually performed with the spiritual power of the Nascent Soul from the Dantian.
Over nourishing essence and blood.
Each monk has a limit to this kind of essence and blood. Four mouthfuls of essence and blood spurted out, even for Zhao Shoushou, it was a serious injury to his vitality. His face suddenly turned pale, and it seemed that he was more drained than the previous series of battles.
big.
After paying such a powerful price, what we are pursuing is naturally an unparalleled effect. Using the essence and blood as a guide, the phantoms of the four great beasts turn into four blazing flames of different colors. Headed by the red Suzaku flame, they condense into a
A large net of four-color flames surrounded the mace, which was always in a stalemate.
"What the hell is this, does it hurt me?" The continuous screams of the monks in the early stage of Yuanying could be regarded as the beginning of breaking the deadlock in this battle.
After receiving the blessing of essence and blood, the power of the four-color flames was more powerful than imagined. The mace, known for its hard texture, was roasted alive, especially the black wolf carvings, which were even more transformed under the burning of the flames.
As streaks of black smoke dispersed little by little.
"The flames are divided, the bones and spirits are extinguished"
Zhao Shoushou paid such a price. This monk in the early stage of Yuanying was not his main target. If he wanted to escape smoothly, the monk in the middle stage of Yuanying who summoned the bone spirit was the real enemy.
I saw one of his hands pinching out a spell, and the four-color flames actually scattered. About two-thirds of them swayed away and fell in the direction of the three bone spirits. The remaining parts were entangled with the mace.
together.
Of course, this is not an easy task. After performing this trick, his already pale face became even more colorless. He was swaying and might collapse at any time.
"Your Excellency is so good at forcing my brothers and sisters into such a situation with your own strength. Well, let me show you my magic skills."
The monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul had an extremely ugly look on his face, and he felt as if he was riding a tiger with difficulty. The bone spirit that had been controlling it with all its strength was completely released, obviously preparing to use a trump card that could quickly determine the outcome.
"Crooked ways, everyone will find them and punish them."
Zhao Shoushou's rebuttal was also quite sharp, and he was even prepared to take this opportunity to completely smash the bone spirits who were showing off their evil intentions. He firmly believed that these bone spirits must be very important to the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
In addition, the various strange methods of the Demon Sect monks may be powerful, but due to the cruelty of the sacrificial methods, they may backfire at any time.
"Strike Thunder and Beat Ghosts"
The demon monk obviously saw his plan. This time he used the technique very quickly, and a bolt of blood-red lightning fell hard on the light shield.
"Crack" is like broken paper and broken eggshells. Faced with all kinds of attacks from the beginning of the war, the formation mask that has been shaky but has been holding on has finally broken.
After the blood-red lightning was consumed to a certain extent, the remaining part fell on Zhao Shoushou's body. The light shield that provided defense did not play its due role at all and penetrated directly into the body.
The moment the lightning entered his body, he felt a strange numbness all over his body, as if countless spiritual insects were gnawing away at the bones in his body.
The four-color flames approaching the Bone Spirit in the air were stunned, and the muscles on his face seemed to be in a state of crazy bulging.
Enduring and facing pain is a necessary lesson for any monk in the process of cultivation. After gritting his teeth to endure the omnipresent bone-eroding pain, he quickly drove the four-color flames to fall on the head of a bone spirit.
The moment the white bones came into contact with the flames, there were harsh sounds after bursts of mutual consumption. On the blood-red bones, twisted ghosts appeared, and their faces showed pain under the burning of the flames.
His expression was ferocious, and he was roaring in pain.
These ghosts should have been forcibly sealed in the bone spirit by the Demon Sect monks during the process of refining the bone spirit, which is equivalent to the source of power of the bone spirit.
The four-color flames come from the phantoms of the four sacred beasts. They already have a certain restraint effect on these magic methods, but it is even more obvious at this time.
Under the double consumption of the sea of blood and the bone spirit, the four-color flames also weakened little by little. After about a stick of incense, the bone spirit surrounded in the center turned into drops of pale white liquid and dripped down.