After the phantoms of the five monks appeared, they raised their hands at the same time, borrowing the power of the blood river, and used the tricks Wan Qihong and others had just unleashed.
All of a sudden, sword shadows, light beams, thunder, black needles, and blood letters all came at Wan Qihong and the five others, causing their expressions to change slightly, and they used their methods to deal with it again.
And while they were fighting against the Blood River Skeleton, not far away, the pill-forming monks they brought were also fighting with two faceless blue stone statues.
Both of these stone statues are over three feet tall, and are made entirely of some kind of blue boulder. They look like a giant bear, moving with great force and weight. The other statue is like a cheetah, as fast as a giant.
These pill-forming monks used all their methods, and all kinds of swords, swords, shadows, magic weapons and talismans were blasted towards these blue stone statues.
However, the bodies of the two blue stone statues were extremely hard. Four or five magic weapons were struck together, but only a slight gap was created, not even a gap.
As for those magic spells, when they fell on the stone statue, they only threw up a circle of smoke and dust. No matter whether they were attacked by fire, water or water, they did not leave any traces.
Seeing this situation, the cultivators also realized that these stone statues seemed to be immune to spells, so most of them used magic weapons to fight the enemies. The spells they occasionally cast were mainly to trap and block the enemies.
After all, in their opinion, the key to this battle lies with Wan Qihong and others. They only need to entangle these two stone statues so that Wan Qihong and others can concentrate on dealing with the strange skeleton.
Among the crowd, Yan Sijing was also concentrating on fighting the bluestone puppet.
Her magic weapon was a bright white Jade Ruyi. Under her control, jade Ruyi shot out streaks of pale white light, heading towards the other pill-forming monks and landing on them, repairing some of their slight injuries.
Despite his injuries, he seemed to have recovered some of his mana and spirit at the same time.
The Danjie monks were aware of Yan Sijing's auxiliary ability. Although they didn't say anything, they all vaguely protected her behind them. At the same time, they pulled the battlefield and tried their best to prevent the stone statue's attention from falling on her.
"Miss Yan, I have encountered some trouble here, and I need to ask the God of the Moon to take action. I also ask you to pray to the God of the Moon quickly like me!"
Yan Sijing was performing the magic technique when Yuan Ming's voice suddenly came out from the sea of consciousness. She was slightly startled. Fortunately, others were not paying attention to her at the moment, so they did not notice anything strange about her.
Yan Sijing could tell from Yuan Ming's hurried words that he was in a bad situation now, so she hesitated for a moment, didn't ask any more questions, and began to pray silently in her heart.
Since she was only distracted in praying at this time, Yuan Ming, who was sitting on the lotus platform, spent a lot of effort before he finally caught the faintest wish she had.
Following this wish, Yuan Ming determined the location of the anchor point and immediately projected his spiritual consciousness down. Without bothering to check the scene in the city lord's mansion, he adjusted his vision and looked at the garden to the east of the city.
Due to the delay just now, the situation in the garden has become increasingly serious.
The blood-colored rhizomes extending from the body of the bloody willow have tightly entangled the flower branches, and are now like leeches, frantically absorbing the spiritual power and vitality within the flower branches.
On King Kong's side, the shadows of the Purple Star Nine Dragon Spear are gradually becoming thinner. The strategy of only defending but not attacking prevents the blood roots from increasing, but it also allows the blood roots to seize opportunities from time to time to break through King Kong's defense line and beat him.
On the body.
Although King Kong has rough skin and thick flesh, and ordinary magic weapons can no longer cause substantial damage to it, there are still blood marks on the body after being beaten by the blood willow whose cultivation level is higher than mine.
As for the ghost slaves released by Yuan Ming, most of them were struggling to survive under the attack of the blood willow like King Kong, but the leader of the ghost slaves was entangled by a new opponent.
I saw another burrower that came out of nowhere and was standing on a small island in the lake. There was a pile of gravel that came from nowhere beside it. As the monster waved its arms, a khaki light flashed out.
It gushes out from his body, wraps up the rubble on the side, and shoots towards the Heavenly Ghost Sanren.
Tian Gui Sanren immediately moved away to dodge, but the stone wrapped in earthy yellow spiritual light actually seemed to have eyes, spinning in the air, and then chased him again.
At the same time, countless rubbles were wrapped in earth-yellow spiritual light by the earth-burrowing beasts, and they were swept towards the ghosts and ghosts in the sky like sandstorms set off by strong winds.
Seeing this situation, Tiangui Sanren had no choice but to seize the gap between the rubble and the previous rubble, and immediately used the magic formula to cast the spell.
But at this moment, an inconspicuous piece of yellow gravel suddenly flew out from the lake at his feet and hit him directly in the buttocks.
As a soul body, his buttocks would naturally not have any weaknesses and would not be affected by mere gravel. However, the yellow aura outside the gravel seemed to have something magical about it, and it suddenly exploded the moment it hit Tiangui Sanren.
Tiangui Sanren suddenly felt his legs sinking. When he looked down, he saw that his thighs had turned into two stubborn rocks, dragging him and sinking to the bottom of the lake.
On the shore, the burrowing dog clapped its two paws excitedly, as if it was mocking the ghosts and scattered people, and made a strange sound.
When Yuan Ming saw this scene, he immediately activated his soul, released a soul crow, and performed the crow's cry illusion technique on the earth-burrowing beast.
The burrower was suddenly startled, blinked his eyes, and looked at the Xueliu with some doubts.
It didn't matter. The next moment, the face of the earth-burrowing dog suddenly showed an extremely frightened expression. It didn't know what it saw. It waved its two claws violently, and the yellow light gushing out from the body enveloped the gravel, and then
Hit the blood willow body.
After the yellow light rubble hit the trunk of the blood willow tree and exploded, it quickly petrified the bark on the surface of the blood willow tree just like it did against the Tiangui Sanren.
However, the size of the petrified body of the blood willow is much smaller than that of the Tiangui Sanren. When he sensed that the burrowing dog was attacking him, the willow branches on the blood willow swayed, making a rustling sound like a question.
Naturally, the Earth-Drilling Horse, which was under the spell of illusion, could not answer Xue Liu's question. With a wave of its claws, two more yellow-colored gravels were shot out.
The blood willow seemed to be irritated, and the hanging willow branch rolled up again, and more than a dozen bloody seeds flew out from it and hit the burrowing wolf.
As the blood willow released the blood seeds again, several blood-colored seeds suddenly dimmed and dissipated on King Kong's side. This immediately caused the pressure on it to drop sharply and gave it a little chance to breathe.
Yuan Ming noticed this scene with his spiritual consciousness, and immediately realized that there was a limit to the number of blood species. Then, he activated the soul crow again, and took this opportunity to release the Crow Crying Illusion Technique at the blood willow.
His soul has reached the state of sleeping witch with the blessing of wish power. Although Xueliu has level 4 strength, it is much weaker than the Yuanying monk in terms of soul. In addition, he is now in a state of rage and is easier to be incited.
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Therefore, the illusion released by Yuan Ming easily blocked Xue Liu's perception, causing it to fall into a deep illusion.
At this time, Xue Liu sensed that five more monks suddenly flew out of the garden, and their strength was almost the same as them.
A trace of fear flashed in its heart, but for some unknown reason, the anger in its heart burned away the fear in an instant.
Facing a powerful enemy, it did not bother to deal with "little bugs" like King Kong. It also retracted the blood roots sucking the flower branches. The willow branches rolled up and poured out all the blood towards the five monks in the sky. At the same time, it grew
The bloody roots full of barbs also broke out of the ground at the same time, dancing wildly and beating enemies in the air.
When the blood willow exploded with all its strength, the entire garden ground trembled, and countless blood-colored roots crowded the sky, just like blood-colored long worms crawling across the sky, ferocious and terrifying.
Even Yuan Ming was surprised by such a scene. The strength of the fourth-level monster was far beyond his imagination. Without the help of the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron and relying only on the illusion of soul cultivation, he might be able to escape from this battle, but he would definitely have no chance of winning.
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He calmed down his mind, and to be on the safe side, added another crow-crowding illusion to Xueliu. Just when he wanted to contact King Kong through his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly felt a little fatigue, not from his body, but from his soul.
Yuan Ming was stunned. After all, the soul amplified by wish power was not his real strength. He already felt a little tired from dealing with level four monsters. If he were to deal with a real Nascent Soul monk, the consumption might be greater than he imagined.
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Yuan Ming paused for a moment, gradually relieving his fatigue, and then sent a message to King Kong, asking him to step forward and kill the blood willow completely while he was trapped in the illusion.
Hearing this, King Kong immediately stepped forward holding the Purple Star Nine Dragon Spear. His body sank, and his arms suddenly exerted force. Countless spear shadows shot out of the sky and landed on the trunk of the bloody willow tree, but only a few small gaps were carved out.
Injury to its roots.
Yuan Ming frowned slightly. It would probably be difficult to deal with such a fourth-level monster that was known for its physical body using only the methods at the pill formation stage.
Just when he was thinking about simply paying some price and using the soul-colliding magical power to completely defeat the blood willow soul, he suddenly saw the weak Huazhi, stood up with strength, and came to the side of the blood willow step by step.
"Lord, let me try."
Hearing Huazhi's weak voice, Yuan Ming was silent for a moment and agreed to its request. Then he saw Huazhi turn his hands and feet into vines and pierce the inside of the blood willow.
At the same time, a burst of blood suddenly emerged from its body. It was the power of the blood-colored beads that wrapped around the purple-black vines.
The purple-black vines penetrated the tree that was difficult for the Purple Star Nine Dragon Spear to destroy, and went straight to the core of the willow tree.
Waves of bloody evil energy visible to the naked eye passed over, and Huazhi's originally weak aura began to grow rapidly.
Bloody Willow's body was shaken, and he seemed to feel pain, and his consciousness quickly recovered.
How could Yuan Ming let it recover? With a wave of his hand, eight soul crows were projected down together and suspended around the blood willow. The crow sounds they made in unison were the magical power of the crow formation.
Blood Willow's soul trembled wildly, falling into an illusion, and her consciousness sank again.
Huazhi hurriedly controlled the purple and black vines to continue exploring the depths of the blood willow, and soon touched a blood-red crystal as big as the mouth of a bowl, which burst out with astonishing demonic power.
It is the heart of the blood willow tree, similar to a demon pill.
The flower branch didn't hesitate at all, and a purple-black vine penetrated the blood-colored crystal.
Waves of deep and abnormal demonic power passed along the vines, and the aura of the flower branches suddenly increased by leaps and bounds.