"Master Wang, these two monks are always fighting each other!" Luo Linyin usually has a very expert demeanor, but when he sensed such power, he still shrank towards Wang Li, which meant that he felt that he could not cope with these two people.
No, I can only rely on Wang Li.
Wang Li didn't dare to be careless and honestly offered up the copper plate bearing rain and dew.
Although the power of the copper plate bearing rain and dew from the sky was activated and blocked all the falling white cloud swords, there was a constant loud bang outside Wang Li and others, and the whole group was shaken to the point of flashes of light all over their bodies.
These white cloud swords may seem soft, but when they impact, they are very tough due to the entanglement of the strange vitality laws. It feels like mountains of copper and iron are impacting upon them.
"It is obviously a wind method, but it has the flavor of a metal method." Yan Yan also frowned. She could not see the origin of these two monks. The education she received was too orthodox, and Wang Li
She originally felt that something was wrong with He Lingxiu's initiative to provoke the two monks, but the other party's attack made her feel that the other party was really murderous, and she also felt that the other party went too far.
"What the hell are these four continents on the edge of the East that are so difficult to deal with just two people now?"
Wang Li was the first to bear the brunt. He felt that his ears were full of random thoughts. In addition to being surprised, he was speechless for a moment. In the past, he and Lu Shenliang or He Lingxiu were walking outside. Most of the monks in the four continents on the edge of the east were cultivators.
Qi stage monks, I feel that foundation-building stage monks are already strong. In the past, Lu Shenliang was able to walk sideways just because he pretended to explode a golden elixir, but now the four continents on the edge of the East don't seem to be a paradise for Qi refining stage monks.
, instead it is a place where monsters roam everywhere.
These two people were obviously monks at the Golden Core Realm. It would be fine if the techniques they used only had the power of the Golden Core Realm. However, the abilities of these two people were beyond the realm of the Golden Core Realm. This really made him feel unbelievable.
"These people can actually catch the Yunshan Great Sword?"
But what Wang Li didn't know was that the two of them were as shocked as he was.
The two of them stayed here because they had a big conspiracy. In fact, when they discovered the traces of Wang Li and others, the two of them had already had murderous intentions. Although this method seemed to be easy to use, this attack
It requires a terrible amount of real energy to be consumed, but in fact it is already a full-strength strike, hoping that the strike will be effective.
However, what the two of them didn't expect was that the other party could easily block the attack with only one magic weapon.
"call out!"
As the saying goes, a truly ruthless person doesn't talk much. This monk with more black eyes than white didn't talk nonsense at all. There was a roar in the sea of qi, and a life magic weapon was wrapped around the pill light and came out from the body.
His golden elixir light is extremely pure blue, and this natal magic weapon is also blue. When it was sacrificed, it was only the size of an egg, but it continued to grow in size in an instant, turning into a bronze bell over one foot long.
This bronze bell exudes ancient meaning, and the mottled patina has penetrated deep into the body. It is obviously an ancient treasure with a long history.
The surface of the bell body is extremely smooth, without any talisman marks, but at this time, as the monk's true energy continues to pour in, cyan spiritual light surges inside the bell body, forming a series of small figures holding knife hilts.
Weird runes.
when!
The bronze bell suddenly rang.
Everyone on Wang Li's side felt their hearts pounding, as if a bronze bell had been forced into their minds.
The bronze bell rings again.
"ah!"
Wan Yehe screamed in horror first.
Not only was his consciousness destroyed, but his head began to feel severe pain like a knife, but the meridians in his body were strangely swollen to the point of bursting, and it seemed that the true energy in his body would continue to collide and explode his meridians.
Puff puff puff...
They could still bear it, but within a hundred miles radius, dull explosions continued to sound in the heaven and earth.
All the birds, animals, and insects within this range exploded and turned into clouds of blood mist.
The monk, whose eyes were darker than the whites, had a cold expression. He stretched out his hand and a red magic ring flew up from his wrist. The ring was originally connected from head to tail, but when it was suddenly released, it turned into a small blood-red ring.
snake.
The little snake swam in front of him, and the wisps of red light seemed to form a magic circle in an instant.
The blood mist exploded by the creatures was drawn one after another, and countless blood-red lotuses seemed to be forming in the sky.
"What the hell!"
Wang Li had a splitting headache. He shouted loudly and made the big handprint of the underworld coffin.
This is the true emperor's most original understanding of a certain principle of vitality, and it completely transcends the scope of true essence cultivation. A dark palm passed through the air, and did not emit strong fluctuations of vitality, but seemed to ignore everything and swatted directly towards
In front of this monk.
"Crack!"
The large blood-red lotus flower that had not really bloomed was directly annihilated. The seemingly inconspicuous dark palm print was directly photographed on the red light formation in front of the monk. The formation also collapsed directly, and the magic circle was swimming rapidly.
The little snake was knocked out of its aura, turned into the red ring it was before, and flew backwards.
"How is that possible!"
The face of the monk whose eyes were darker than the whites changed drastically, and another ray of green elixir light shot out from his sea of energy, prompting the bronze bell to ring again.
"ah!"
Wan Yehe screamed again. The moment his screams were heard, everyone on Wang Li's side coughed up blood.
In fact, the pain was bearable, but Wan Yehe was the timidest. He just felt that if the bronze bell shook twice more, he might fall.
Wang Li slapped another palm.
This time, the big handprint of Ming Coffin was directly photographed on the bronze bell.
when!
The bronze bell rang loudly, and a gray-black palm print fell directly on its surface. The luminous runes in its body were all reflected on the surface by this palm print.
Hundreds of glowing little people holding various weapons, all of them seemed like real living creatures, constantly slashing at the palm print.
This feeling is like hundreds of primitive humans surrounding an ancient giant beast.
"What kind of method is this?"
The two monks who were enemies of Wang Li were filled with cold energy.
Although the bronze bell made a loud noise this time, everyone on Wang Li's side felt light all over, and there was no longer any strange killing power of divine consciousness shaking and pulling in the body.
Wang Li, however, had a new move that caught everyone's attention. He slapped the two monks again.
At this time, he had achieved the Holy Body of the Dao, and his aura was astonishing. After performing the Great Mudra of the Underworld Coffin several times in a row, as he became more and more proficient in using it, the Dao-based aura of his entire body also brought out more principles of vitality.
, for a time, when the dark, ghost-like palm prints traveled through the void, they even brought up the true meaning of the gloomy dragon-scale wooden emperor coffin. In the airspace where the palm prints passed through, countless looming coffins were naturally formed.
, these coffins are eerie, all like fish swimming upstream, following the palm prints.
"He is truly a genius."
Zhou Yuxi was so shaken by the sight that her breathing stopped completely.
She really couldn't help but admire Wang Li. She had always felt that Wang Li had stabbed him across the board and forcefully seized the imperial coffin that belonged to her.
But she knew very well in her heart that if this suspicious coffin fell into her hands, even with all the power of the Miaoyue Ancient Sect, it would probably take many years to understand its true meaning.
Behind the monk whose eyes were more dark than white, the monk wearing a golden feathered robe could no longer calm down. He stretched out his hands forward, and hundreds of silver square symbols fell from the sleeves of the golden robe.
These square talismans are only about the size of an adult's thumbnail, and are square in shape. But when they are scattered in the air, they make a loud bang and turn into a silver tin soldier that is one foot and two three feet tall.
These silver tin soldiers all held shields in their left hands and swords in their right hands. Their vitality fluctuated violently, and the powerful vitality collided with each other. There was a clanking sound in the entire void, as if there were countless real swords clashing.
Although there were only a few hundred tin soldiers, they instantly created the momentum of thousands of troops.
However, these tin soldiers were useless under Wang Li's large handprint of the underworld coffin. The handprints passed through the underworld coffins, and the tin soldiers were as if they were made of flour and were easily broken into pieces with bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.
Seeing this scene, the monk wearing a golden feather robe also turned ugly. There was another golden light flashing in his sleeves, but he presented a golden cloth bag.
The appearance of this golden cloth bag is not much different from an ordinary treasure bag, but it grows in the wind, and the mouth of the bag opens, like a giant beast swallowing something, swallowing the big handprint of the underworld coffin.
The golden cloth bag then tightened, and there were large bulges on the surface of the bag, as if there were many coffins hitting it.
The monk wearing a golden feather robe clenched his teeth tightly, his body was shaking constantly, and he seemed to be a little uncomfortable. However, after a while, the golden bag returned to normal, as if the law of vitality had been wiped out.
"Wang Li, do you still remember the sword pouch I told you about before?"
At this moment, Yan Yan's voice sounded in Wang Li's sea of consciousness.
Wang Li was suddenly shocked, "Fellow Taoist Lingxi, isn't this a defensive magic weapon, or just a sword pouch?"
"I can't be completely sure, but according to my judgment, this thing is very likely to be a top-quality sword pouch." Yan Yan's voice kept ringing in his sea of consciousness, "Some fierce swords, ordinary sword pouches cannot be used at all."
It cannot be stored and cannot withstand the fierce power of the sword. Moreover, some sword bags also have a restraining effect on magic swords. You should not use your sword array easily, otherwise if it is stored by the opponent, it will become someone else's.
If the things in the bag are used against us, it will be extremely bad.
Wang Li originally felt that these two people were very difficult to deal with, and wanted to cut through the trouble with a quick knife, directly using the Eighteen Thousand Dark Ice Sword Formation, but when he heard Yan Yan's words, he was suddenly startled.
At this moment, among the two monks, the one with more black eyes than white eyes flashed fiercely, and with a flick of his finger, he sacrificed a dazzling object.