On a thunderstorm night, Wen Weng's voice was still loud enough.
The seal that was smashed like a huge boulder was swept away by the power of the snake demon, which made Wen Weng feel a little bitter in his heart.
He would rather the opponent rely on his physical body to hold on, or use brute force to resist.
Such skillful use of demonic power can only prove that the opponent is becoming more and more demon-like. If this kind of alien species were not difficult to transform, the opponent would probably have become a great demon in transformation.
When he was instructed to release the arrow, he took out the long ruler and drew it. Countless rainwater quickly melted into ice under his long ruler, and hit the snake with the cold air.
"Brother Zhongshu!"
While directing Zhang Shu and Zhao Liang to shoot arrows, Wen Weng also shouted to Dong Zhongshu, the person he was asking for help on this trip.
"wind!"
In an emergency confrontation, Wen Weng could only rely on magic weapons driven by magic power, but for Dong Zhongshu, the opponent could achieve the effect of casting spells quickly without using magic weapons.
Wind blades flew across the rain curtain in the air, directly breaking the rain into two pieces.
When Dong Zhongshu shouted, Feng Shu swept over him.
"It possesses extremely huge demonic power and is very powerful. It is likely to have the level of a demon becoming a saint, or even higher!"
The power of Wen Weng's hasty imperial treasure is not top-notch, but he is a monk in the solipsistic realm, and he also has unpredictable power when combined with the strike of the magic weapon.
His attack on Ba Snake obviously had little effect, which allowed Wen Weng to quickly discern the extent of Ba Snake's demonic power.
When targeting this type of monster, regional scattered strikes cannot be effective enough.
Dong Zhongshu's wind skills are as sharp as a knife, but they may not be effective.
Wen Weng shouted, and saw that the wind blades had hit the huge head of Bashe.
Before he could express the regret in his heart, he heard a broken sound, and the red light in Ba Snake's eyes dimmed.
"Executing a spell requires a combination of reality and reality. It seems that I have released seven wind blades, but six of them are just superficial and have no power. There is only one real killing move. Most of these monsters are strong on the outside but weak on the inside. They only need
Find their weaknesses..."
As a good gentleman, Dong Zhongshu does have good words to say.
Fascinated by Zhang Xuezhou's way of spreading his magic power all over his body, Dong Zhongshu also sold it first. If Zhang Xuezhou was interested, they could communicate with each other in the future.
But he quickly stopped talking midway through his words.
"Snapped!"
The annihilating sound of the wind blade that was constantly spinning into Ba Snake's eyes was heard. His right hand holding the magic fan couldn't help but tremble, and he quickly cut off the spell to stabilize the magic power in his body.
"Everyone, please note that this snake is unusual and the battle cannot be resolved in a moment!"
Dong Zhongshu shouted loudly, and saw the Naba snake's head bent down, and then spit out a stream of fishy wind.
This caused the fan he was holding to flap rapidly, and the violent wind waves swept away the poisonous breath of the snake.
"The abilities used by the demon before it transforms are less and more focused on the body. However, the demon power contained in this snake's body is extremely resistant to magic. It seems that it will take many repeated blows to pierce its head!"
Dong Zhongshu still maintained his composure.
Demons are better than the flesh, but defeated by wisdom.
Without the emergence of group culture, these alien creatures can only rely on their instincts to continuously refine themselves, and most of them develop their physical bodies to extremely arrogant levels.
However, few of these monsters possess sorcery, let alone the ability to evolve demons.
Seeing Ba Snake spit out poisonous gas, Dong Zhongshu breathed a sigh of relief when he restrained the poisonous gas with his magic weapon fan.
He mobilized his mount, constantly maintaining the balance between the casting distance and the safe distance.
He had more combat experience than Wen Weng, and Wen Weng breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, only to realize that Dong Zhongshu's actual combat ability was inferior to a bunch of literary masters.
For Wen Weng, relying on magic weapons and realm suppression is his main method.
When both of these methods were defeated and he was faced with a close-quarters fight, he didn't have many quick ways to deal with it.
When the rain turned into ice and swept towards the lower part of the snake's belly again, Wen Weng felt his head was dizzy, and the night in front of him had turned into day.
The dazzling white light filled his vision, making it difficult for him to see clearly what was happening in front of him.
A frightened horse neighed, and Dong Zhongshu shouted loudly.
Weng Weng felt a fishy wind sweep in, and his body flew backwards from his mount.
"Damn it, how can this Ba snake have the power of Zhu Jiuyin's yin and yang eyes!"
Riding on the horse, Dong Zhongshu flapped his magic fan and directly tied up Wen Weng and pulled him close.
He looked at Wen Weng's horse, which he almost swallowed, and couldn't help but feel horrified.
"That Zhang Xuezhou, please drag Commander Wen away quickly. Hey...hey, there's a man here!"
Zhang Shu and Zhao Liang had poor long-range shooting power, and their blows to Ba Snake were like tickling. However, the distance between the two of them shooting arrows while riding horses was not affected by Ba Snake's yin and yang eyes. However, Dong Zhongshu could not see the two of them in the dark night.
people.
Behind him, Dong Zhongshu felt that Zhang Xuezhou, who had been following him all the way, was no longer there.
Within a range of nearly two hundred meters, apart from Wen Weng, who was temporarily blind, Dong Zhongshu was the only one left.
"Brother Zhong Weng, if you have any good means, use it immediately. Don't wait for this thing to get closer. Then we all have to explain it!"
The casting distance was maintained, and a safe distance was also maintained. Moreover, because Ba Snake was targeting the nearest Wen Weng, Dong Zhongshu was only affected by the incident.
But Dong Zhongshu felt that he could not bear the power of Ba Snake's yin and yang eyes head-on.
The abilities of this kind of alien creature have gone beyond the scope of normal monsters and monsters.
Even if he can finally break away from the influence, he will definitely be swallowed up by the snake in just a few seconds.
"I have a magic that turns water into a prison that is very powerful. It should be able to temporarily trap it, but it will take at least half a stick of incense to cast it!" Wen Weng said, shaking his hands.
"Half a stick of incense has been burned for too long, and all our bones have turned into feces and urine." Dong Zhongshu said dejectedly: "Don't just focus on your realm, practice more regularly!"
"This technique consumes a lot of mana. If I practice it three times, it will use up all my mana. It can easily lead to mental depression. I have to be busy with government affairs every day, so I haven't been able to practice this skill!"
"It seems that you chose the wrong technique in the Secret Pavilion. This technique is not suitable for you!"
"Shouldn't you choose a technique that matches you and has powerful power? Turning water into a prison should be suitable for me!"
Wen Weng defended himself.
As a typical literati master, when he reaches a high level, he cannot use small skills, and it is difficult to practice big skills.
Wen Weng, who focused on realm cultivation, lacked the accumulation of continuous improvement from minor arts to major arts, which made it difficult to practice major arts.
Coupled with being busy with government affairs every day, he lacks enough time to practice the important skills he possesses, and only has entry-level skills.
Wen Weng muttered in his mouth, and a splash of water quickly formed.
When he took the long ruler a little closer, the water splash suddenly turned into thin white ice.
The sound of breaking ice sounded in just a few seconds. Weng Weng felt himself being pulled onto his mount by Dong Zhongshu, and it was difficult to orient himself in the white light that filled his eyes.
"Brother Zhongshu, do you have any tricks to keep the bottom of the box?" Wen Weng asked anxiously.
"I can hit the bottom of the box with all my skills, but no one is helping me. I can't hit its other eye now. I..."
With the flash of red light, Dong Zhongshu felt his head dizzy, and the dark night in front of him turned into dazzling white light.
The familiar feeling of losing control came over him again. With a surge of mana, the condensed wind blade slashed towards the pony's tail.
The pain of having its tail cut off was heard, and the unconscious mount carried the two of them away frantically with a fierce neighing sound.