Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh battle of the strong
Who is this guy?
Su Liqing steadied his figure in the turbulent flow of spiritual energy. When he saw the thunder ball coming towards him, he shouted "get away" and took the lead to fly up. In an instant, he was floating in the air, with several escaping lights.
Then one after another, all the earth-level and human golden elixirs present were hovering in the air in the blink of an eye. The spiritual power in their robes was stirring, and the raging turmoil was easily resolved one by one.
The monk immersed in the black mist gave Jiang Feng an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He was still far away from that person. Although the thunder ball was extremely fast, there was still enough time for Jiang Feng, who was at the Xuan level.
Respond. Condensing some spiritual power on your fingertips, you erase the imprint of the soul that has not yet been completely formed, and throw it into the storage bag. Then your body moves quickly, and you are still restricted by the "Spirit Sealing Talisman", unable to hide.
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In a hurry, the monk guarding Pu Tiexin did not care about his life or death, but Jiang Feng could not do this. With a slight flick of his spiritual power, he absorbed several "spiritual sealing talismans" into his bag. Pu Tiexin was already ready to go and pulled
Jiang Feng, who lives here, wants to take advantage of this chaos to escape from here.
But Su Liqing seemed to have thought of this in advance at this critical moment. He threw out a half-foot-square silver silk silk handkerchief in his hand. The silk handkerchief grew with the wind and quickly transformed into dozens of feet square, like a huge covering.
A silk-like cloth covered the two people who had not yet taken off. Under the silk handkerchief covered with strange patterns, countless silver threads hung down like winter rime. When they got close to the two, they became entangled again.
The soft and complicated rope strangled the two people.
In Pu Tiexin's fight just now, many magic weapons were damaged. In addition, he was controlled by the sealing talisman. His spiritual power was exhausted and he had no cultivation. Now when he encountered such a battle, in a moment, there was no suitable weapon.
The only way to deal with it was to hold up the long sword in his hand, and at the same time use his remaining spiritual power to quickly drag Jiang Feng, trying to escape from the area covered by the silver silk handkerchief.
That does not work!
Jiang Feng made a decision quickly, his heart was racing, he quickly moved forward, hugged Su Jin who had not yet escaped, looking for shelter to avoid disaster, and brought him into the range of the silver silk handkerchief.
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Su Liqing threw himself into the rat trap and could only collect the silk handkerchief in a hurry. At the same time, he gathered together with Sun Baotai and Liu Kui, who were about to take action, and shouted from a distance, "Jiang Feng, do you want to use my daughter to blackmail me?"
"Don't dare, don't dare. I'm just afraid that the thunder ball will hurt your daughter. Please put this silk handkerchief away quickly. This magic weapon looks more dangerous than the thunder ball." Although he said this, Jiang Feng didn't hold it in his hands.
He dared to let go of Su Jin, gave Pu Tiexin a look that said, "Don't be impatient, choose the opportunity to act." He raised up the "flying boat against the wind" and pulled Pu Tiexin and Su Jin onto the flying boat. He actually wanted to take Su Liqing's daughter and escape.
, but he knew in his heart that even if there were hostages in hand, he could not easily leave with the weak Pu Tiexin in full view of the public. He now needed some time to wait for Pu Tiexin to recover first.
"snort!"
Su Liqing snorted heavily. He wanted to quickly settle the matter between Jiang Feng and Qianshan Sect, but the thunder ball was already close. In his hurry, he even forgot that his daughter Su Jin only had a spirit level and could not control it alone.
The magic weapon flew into the air, but luckily it was discovered in time and no big mistake was made.
Su Jin did not resist, she just frowned and stopped talking. Although she had said before that she liked a male cultivator with Pu Tiexin's figure, she did not even look at Pu Tiexin at such a close distance.
boom!
The dazzling thunderball suddenly exploded in the mountains a mile away. Countless gravel splashed and fine dust fell everywhere. The dazzling light instantly obscured everything here, and the originally high mountain top was cut in half.
More than that, even the mountain near the camp was torn open with several cracks several feet wide, and the entire camp was in a mess. PC::/
Fortunately, everyone was prepared in advance and had already deployed various protective shields. In addition, it was still some distance away from the center of the thunderball explosion. Except for some ordinary servants, no one was injured. The shock wave of the explosion also quickly dissipated. The pressure in the air became lower and lower.
There were leaden clouds in the sky, and the sky was as blue as wash, but the black shadow stopped in the sky, seeming to be feeling all the things happening here.
He seemed to have sensed the existence of Su Liqing and others a long time ago. His body twisted, and in a few breaths, he was near the crowd. The black smoke gradually dissipated, revealing an old face, but it didn't look like he had aged naturally, and even more so.
It looks like temporary Qi deficiency and blood loss caused by cultivation.
However, his aura is very strong!
It is the same as the aura of the Nascent Soul cultivator at the Snow Island auction. It is solid and strong, invisible and sharp, but it is also filled with the evil smell of death. This person is a demon clan. Perhaps, this is
Pseudo-celestial monk?
"Congratulations, senior, for being promoted to the pseudo-heaven level. Do you have any advice?" As the person with the highest status here, Su Liqing was the first to speak. He was well-informed and realized that he had just been promoted to the pseudo-heaven level to fight against the vision of heaven.
The monk in front of me seems to be unknown, and I don’t know where he came from.
"Are you a monk from the Jincheng Sect? I am Wan Yuting, the new owner of this place."
"I don't know where the senior is referring to, but it seems that I already belong here." After hearing the words "new owner", Su Liqing immediately understood the other party's intention to establish a sect, "To the south of this place is the territory of the Wei Kingdom, and to the south is the territory of the Wei Kingdom.
To the north is the territory of our Jincheng sect." Although there is a slight gap in cultivation, Su Liqing was not deterred by this. There were several earth-level monks on his side, and the opponent had newly promoted to the pseudo-heaven level. Even if they had a brief confrontation, they could still deal with it for a while.
, escaped unscathed, but if this person wants to establish a new sect here, then the Jincheng Sect will have one more powerful neighbor, but I don’t know if, except for him, a master, there are enough low-level people under his command.
monk.
Wan Yu Pavilion?
Hearing this name that seemed to have been heard before, Jiang Feng suddenly thought of a person, the Wan Lao Demon who had previously created the "Shadow Disaster" to steal people's golden elixir. Judging from the aura leaking from this person just now, there was indeed some similarity.
Yes, that’s right, it’s him!
Jiang Feng, who had watched the Wan Lao Demon from afar, quickly determined that the two were the same person, but he did not expect that this sensational pill-catching demon shadow in the past would actually practice to this extent. According to the information provided by the previous book, and his own
In the past divination, Chen Kun and Liu Yanluo were also together with this Wan Lao Demon, but I didn't know if they were nearby at this time?
Thinking of this, Jiang Feng looked around, but found nothing.
"With this mountain range as the boundary, going east to south, leading directly to the seaside, the fifteen nearby cities are all the territory of my 'Qing Yu Sect'." Wan Yuting's eyes were indifferent, as if he was saying something ordinary, and he also
He noticed the countless glances peeping at him in the field, but there was one person whose aura made him feel very different from the others. He couldn't help but glance there, only to find that they were three people standing on the flying boat.
One is at the Earth level, one is at the Xuan level, and one is at the Spirit level.
What a strange combination.
He originally thought that the strange thing came from the red-robed earth-level monk with an unstable aura, but he soon discovered that it was not the case. The strange and indescribable feeling seemed to come from the mysterious-level monk.
What does this feel like? Is this person pregnant with a strange treasure?
Wan Yuting was about to capture Jiang Feng and question him when he heard a distant voice in the air, like a bell, "Fellow Taoist is establishing a sect here, have you asked me about Tianyin Temple's opinion?"
The sound was getting closer and closer, and it kept echoing and stirring in my ears, as if I was in an empty and quiet secret room. After a few breaths, a figure in a cloth robe was already suspended in the air. Although it was still far away from everyone, I looked up.
, there seems to be a pair of insightful eyes peering into everyone's heart.
This man is young and has a shabby gray robe. He is very different from Wan Yuting's black armor condensed with demonic energy. His body shows no signs of being tempered. He is more like an ordinary person with a fat head and big ears, except for a string of thorns on his chest.
The Wuhua bead chain carved from raw jade seems to have nothing to do with it. The black hair is as messy as a nest, but the round face is very clean, and the cultivation level is restrained and dustless. However, all the monks above Xuan level present can realize that this person is not an ordinary monk.
, but a true Nascent Soul.
"Tongguang?" Wan Yuting's figure disappeared in an instant and appeared two feet away from the gray-robed man.
"It turns out that fellow Taoists know my Dharma name." The visitor smiled and held a string of fine gray wood bracelets in his hand, "Then, you must also know about our Tianyin Temple, and also understand that the three sects of the Wei Kingdom are divided, and each takes his own.
According to the agreement made by the land, the madman who has been wandering around the nearby cities recently to recruit monks is you, right?" Mobile version::
"Exactly, do you have any advice?"
"Nothing else." Tongguang smiled, with the corner of his mouth raised slightly, "If fellow Taoist want to establish a sect and have canonization documents, I, Tianyin Temple, can give you a prosperous coastal city, together with the spiritual land of Buluo Mountain.
Quan should just make friends and form a good relationship, but if fellow Taoist wants more, I'm afraid I, Tianyin Temple, won't be able to make any more concessions."
"Then we can't reach an agreement. Strength will speak for itself!"
"good."
The figure of Tongguang disappeared together with the word. At the same time, the endless Buddha's voice entered the ears. Even if he closed himself up and isolated his hearing, it was still useless. The space of dozens of miles nearby seemed to be imprisoned by a golden light shield.
This sound has become lifeless. Everyone in it, except for a few people with the highest cultivation level, can faintly feel that two waves are fighting and cannot fully maintain their body shape. Those with low cultivation level have even more eyesight.
Kneel down and sit down directly, as if praying for forgiveness and purification.
"Little trick!"
Wan Yuting, who was not affected in any way, immediately had a huge iron and stone bow in his hand. He picked up the bowstring with all his strength, but did not use an arrow. Instead, a sharp red light condensed in his hand, using the light as an arrow.
Suddenly shot into the air.
boom!
The red light traveled a mile before hitting an invisible barrier. At the point where the light connected with the transparent barrier, the gray wood bracelet originally held in Tongguang's hand collided with the red light.
In one place, there are layers of tangible but hard-to-capture ripples.
For a time, they were evenly matched.
There was a silver spear in Wan Yuting's hand, but the sharp spear head was not an ordinary shape. The phantoms of five identical spear heads were flowing around him, with little bits of cold light, and they shot out with his figure,
Tongguang's figure that had disappeared suddenly appeared in mid-air, with a foot-long vajra in his hand.
An inch long, an inch strong, Tong Guang knew this very well, so he did not confront Wan Yuting head-on. Instead, he stood the simple and even crude Vajra in front of him. At the same time, his spiritual power bloomed on his body, concentrating on it.
It turned into a blooming golden lotus, holding him firmly in the center. The vajra then split into two, and then split into four, until it turned into a number of thirty-two, and then stopped steadily.
With a move of Tongguang's right hand, the shadows of the Vajra pestle connected end to end like a colony of moving ants, forming a long soft whip. There is no need to distract the control. The soft whip seems to be able to find its own way.
When he saw his opponent, he beat Wan Yuting away.
Snapped!
Every time the soft whip hits the air, it will break through the void. The condensed spiritual power seems to pour in from the void through this gap, and is absorbed by the soft whip formed by the connection of the vajra, making it stronger and tougher.
After a few times, the soft whip suddenly split into two, becoming two slightly thinner soft whips, and Tongguang himself, blurred, turned into two people sitting back to back, cross-legged on the lotus, with their eyes closed and their hands
Put your hands together and shout:
"Fight the demon!"
The two soft whips stirred up quickly, split again, continued to extend, spread, and stretch, turning into several soft whips covering nearly a hundred feet in the surrounding area, flying up and down indiscriminately, turning the whole body into a cage integrating offense and defense!
Wan Yuting's approaching figure was instantly defeated and dissipated, turning into an insubstantial black mist. Only the silver spear opened a barrier like blue water waves to resist the ubiquitous golden light.
The black fog dissipated, and Wan Yuting's figure was nowhere to be found. Jiang Feng was just thinking about his whereabouts when he heard a sudden scream coming from behind.
Countless black mist suddenly appeared on a Xuan-level monk of the Jincheng Sect, quickly covering his face. Before he could struggle, he turned into a group of alien skulls and flew straight towards the light in the sky.
Hmm? Repeating the same trick?
Jiang Feng, who had seen Wan Lao Demon take action in Zhenwu City and transformed into a spirit puppet, immediately came to his senses. He took up the "Flying Boat Against the Wind" and moved a few feet away, faintly away from many low-level monks of the Jincheng Sect.
As expected by Jiang Feng, there was a second one as soon as there was the first one, but this time it was not a Xuan level, but several spirit level monks. In an instant, eight groups of black mist hit the same light one after another.
The controlled golden cage.
"Brothers in the sect, evacuate quickly!"
Seeing that his men had suffered a heavy loss, Su Liqing quickly ordered everyone to retreat. He originally wanted to lead everyone away, but like many monks of the same level present, he was unwilling to give up the opportunity to watch the battle at close range. After all, for them, no matter it was a fake
Heaven level, or Nascent Soul, one-on-one, it is not possible to quickly kill everyone on the spot.
If Yuanying Tongguang of Tianyin Temple can gain the upper hand, Su Liqing wouldn't mind stepping in and adding insult to injury to Wanyu Pavilion. This will not only increase his experience, but also show Tianyin Temple's good intentions, and help open up trade routes in the future.
It is also of great benefit.
But it is obviously unwise to join the battle group rashly. The two people on the field have not yet given their best.
But I saw that the black mist that enveloped my monks' essence and blood turned into countless dust every time it hit the golden cage, splashing everywhere, and the golden light on the cage also dimmed a lot. The pieces under Tongguang's seat
The lotus petals were slightly stained and showed signs of withering.
The silver light spear took this opportunity and quickly approached the center of the golden light cage. The five phantoms spinning at the tip of the spear burst out with biting cold air and shot out one after another. Although the former were defeated by the soft whip one after another, the successors were
This will allow you to move forward.
Ding!
The last free shadow of the spear tip finally came close to Tong Guang. He had to open his eyes. There was a red and black patterned alms bowl in his hand. The big mouth of the alms bowl released a powerful force.
The suction force brought the tip of the spear into it, and the surface immediately became as cold as snow. With a move of his right hand, the two bodies reunited, and the Vajra, which had been weakened by most of it, was suddenly taken into his hand. Before he could
He dodged, but the silver spear that opened the barrier had already stabbed him.
Click!
The silver spear and the vajra collided head-on. On the other end of the spear, Wan Yuting's figure suddenly appeared. The black air surrounding his body became more bloody and rich, and there was a slightly smaller solid black spot all over his body.
Spin is the spirit puppet ghost that was originally refined by the Xuan-level monks of the Jincheng Sect.
The black energy surrounding the ghost dispersed under the agitation of the air current between the two of them, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes and sharp fangs. Like an evil ghost with evil thoughts, it went straight to bite the same light.
"town!"
Tong Guang was not at all flustered by the evil object. He suddenly stretched out an extra right arm from behind, grabbed the alms bowl that had not yet dissipated from the cold air, and aimed at the clawed spirit puppet to hit it head on.
Snapped!
Although the spirit puppet was injured by the alms bowl, it was broken into two large and small groups. It slyly walked behind Tongguang. The black mist changed and merged into one place again. At the same time, Wan Yuting suddenly disappeared in front of Tongguang, and disappeared with Tongguang.
The spirit puppet changed position instantly, but when he caught it in the air, a three-foot-long red light appeared in his hand, and it stabbed directly at the back of Tongguang who was right in front of him.
Tongguang seemed to be caught off guard. The extra arm holding the alms bowl could only catch him. At the same time, he quickly turned around and wanted to use the vajra to fight the enemy again, but suddenly, the changed spirit puppet suddenly exploded.
, hundreds of short red rays of light shot towards Tong Guang, who was about to turn around.
not good!
Between the lightning and flint, Tongguang had no time to respond, and spiritual power was injected into the Vajra pestle crazily. The pestle suddenly grew in size and turned into a long and narrow shield with no aesthetic feeling, and it hit the red light head-on.
The red light did not disappear because of this, but was scattered by the shield and attacked the Jincheng Sect monks in the distance!
The people watching Su Liqing didn't know how much power the red light could dissipate. They opened various protective shields and prepared to resist the strange red light. However, Jiang Feng quickly turned the airship around and suddenly accelerated away to the east.