After seeing clearly the grade of Zhou Yuan's spiritual weapon, the monk surnamed Gao sneered, "You still use such a rubbish spiritual weapon." He took out a spiritual weapon that was infinitely close to the earth level, and then shook it at Zhou Yuan, as if he was showing off something.
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Little did he know that what Zhou Yuan was thinking in his heart was that a man would not be rich without windfall, and a horse would not be fat without night grass. Your spiritual weapon is very good, but it will soon belong to me, Zhou Yuan! At the same time, he glanced at the other four people coldly and warned.
The intention is exposed.
The other four were not fools. They had already seen that Zhou Yuan was no ordinary person, and they did not have a life-long friendship with the monk surnamed Gao. How could they stand up for him? Therefore, the four of them formed a tacit understanding of a situation where neither side would help.
Zhou Yuan was greatly reassured after thinking this, and took out a handful of talisman paper and patted it on his body, greatly increasing his defense ability.
Talisman paper uses specially treated paper to burn formations onto it, thereby instantly forming a miniature formation that increases both offensive and defensive capabilities. Of course, there are more radical people who directly burn attack formations onto it.
Zhou Yuan used the former one. At a time when the spiritual weapons were far inferior to those of monks surnamed Gao, only by using micro-defensive formations could he increase the fault tolerance rate. Otherwise, Zhou Yuan might not be able to withstand a single blow.
The spiritual weapon of the monk surnamed Gao is also a sword. The sword energy is sharp and sharp, and has the potential to blow hair and break hair. Under the operation of the sword skills of the monk surnamed Gao, the flying sword flies straight towards Zhou Yuan. The monk surnamed Gao is very proud.
In my eyes, this sword is bound to hit, and it will be invincible!
Zhou Yuan's lips were tightly closed, refusing to say any more nonsense. He turned his head and faced the threat of the remaining sword energy with a carp thrust. He barely dodged the fatal blow from the monk surnamed Gao and wiped the flying sword away.
The most dangerous distances are staggered.
Zhou Yuan sneered three times at the monk surnamed Gao, and calmed down. Zhou Yuan's expression remained stiff and rigid for thousands of years, but at this time, his usually dull eyes burst into rare brilliance, and he flicked his fingers together with more than a dozen auras.
Shoot out.
At this time, every bit of Zhou Yuan's spiritual energy was different. He often directly used his spiritual consciousness to indirectly control the spiritual energy in the air to control the spiritual energy and attack. It was an illusion, let alone tell it, it was really lifelike!
When the monk surnamed Gao saw this, he shook his hand without hesitation, and the spiritual weapon that was infinitely close to the earth level instantly turned into a ball of blue flame and flew into Gao Xiang's hand. He shook his head indifferently and smiled contemptuously: "
It’s over, it’s over long ago!”
After saying that, he saw that Zhou Yuan's protective spirit shield was scattered. Seeing that the attack was successful, the monk named Gao laughed proudly "Hahaha". But the monk named Gao was not willing to stop when he saw success, and drew pictures in the air with his fingers.
It made a circle, and countless lights and shadows suddenly appeared in the sky.
They were all sword shadows, swarming towards Zhou Yuan. Seeing dozens of sword qi attacking one after another, Zhou Yuan frowned. Although the scene was difficult, for a Nascent Soul stage monk specializing in spiritual consciousness,
If you want to fight, fight, why should you be afraid?
Zhou Yuan pinched the spell with both hands, and suddenly a dark golden aura flashed from top to bottom of his whole body. He flicked his sleeves, covered his face and passed by, and a strong wind of different colors surged out.
Only then did Zhou Yuan show a satisfied look.
The monk surnamed Gao looked horrified. He suddenly felt that he might have hit a brick wall this time. It was already difficult for one person to master a kind of spiritual energy. It was even more impossible for a monk with full spiritual energy, let alone one with full spiritual energy at the Nascent Soul stage.
monk.
And this is precisely Zhou Yuan's advantage. Divine consciousness can indirectly control spiritual energy. Although it cannot completely replace or control the law, the effect of simulating the law is already very good.
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