Chapter 50: Slaying and Establishing the Foundation
Chapter 50 Cutting and Building the Foundation
"boom!!"
The violent explosion stirred up waves several feet high on the lake surface.
The paper figures with swords and shields flew out one after another, and immediately after, waves hit their faces.
"do you died?"
Because she was in the formation, Mu Qingwan couldn't see the real situation, so she had no choice but to look at Su Ming.
However, at this moment, Su Ming frowned.
The Ghost Mother Bodhisattva, who was surrounded by 23 paper puppets and 28 paper arrows, was not dead.
In the center of the lake, the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva slowly floated from the lake into the air, and the water stains on her body were instantly evaporated by the true energy.
In front of him, a small golden sword floated, lifelike.
The aura of this little golden sword was so strong that it made Su Ming and Mu Qingyan feel palpitations even through the thick fog.
"Tao Bao!"
Mu Qingyan's expression suddenly changed, "No, the aura of the talisman cannot be so weak. This is a incomplete talisman!"
Mu Qingyan was decisive.
When Su Ming heard the word Fu Bao, he was immediately shocked.
The so-called talisman is a golden elixir monk who seals the power of his talisman into the talisman through special means.
Compared with ordinary magical talismans, the power of talismans is countless times greater.
If it were a normal talisman, its power would be even greater than the second-level high-grade magic weapon used by monks in the later stages of foundation building.
But the little golden sword in the hands of the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva is obviously just a mutilated version.
Even so, the aura emitted by this talisman far exceeded that of the skull beads in his hand.
Su Ming's decisive blow was actually broken directly by Su Ming's talisman.
Not only that, Su Ming's 23 sword and shield puppets all suffered injuries of varying severity.
Su Ming quickly recalled the sword and shield paper man and let him enter the Hall of Immortals to recover.
At the same time, order the bow and arrow puppet to continue attacking.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Sharp arrows shot out quickly, disappearing into the thick white fog.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Explosions came and went, but within the formation, none of the explosions could spread too far, and were isolated by the Five Elements Trap Dragon Formation.
But Su Ming, the formation controller, could clearly sense that without the harassment of the sword and shield paper man, the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva could deal with the bow and arrow paper man's attack much more easily.
Only from time to time, a few sharp arrows penetrated the defense of the skeleton magic weapon, so he used small golden arrows to block one or two.
For a while.
The situation actually reached a stalemate and fell into a war of attrition.
After a while, the sword and shield puppet returned to its original state and joined this war of attrition.
Of course, Su Ming was not afraid of fighting for his life with the support of the Immortal Palace, but the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva looked at the golden sword whose aura was getting dimmer, and a look of pain flashed across his face.
He obviously didn't want to spend any more time with Su Ming.
"Break it for me!"
I saw the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva pointing her sword towards the sky.
Su Ming immediately understood the opponent's plan, and a sword-and-shield puppet jumped with all his strength, blocking the golden sword's path as a shield.
"Boom boom boom!"
A fierce explosion sounded.
Five paper figures with swords and shields were pierced through their shields and chests by the golden sword.
Five paper puppets were destroyed in a row, but Su Ming's expression did not change at all, because he saw that the golden sword had also become the end of a powerful crossbow.
But what he didn't expect was that even at the end of the powerful crossbow, the small golden sword still penetrated the formation light curtain of the second-order five-element trapping dragon formation.
However, after penetrating the formation's light curtain, the golden sword lost its final power and dissipated directly into the air.
Seeing that the thick fog above the head had lightened, the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva was filled with ecstasy.
He quickly controlled the skull-headed Buddhist beads and flew into the air.
"Want to run? Dream!"
Su Ming's face was filled with murderous intent.
He had already decided to kill the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva.
Because he knew that Shangyang County was about to be captured by the Blood Demon Sect, and once he let this person go, there would be an endless pursuit.
"Fuck me!"
I saw a paper puppet jumping onto the hands of another paper puppet, and then being thrown upwards by it. At the same time, the thrown paper puppet kicked its legs violently.
In this way, it quickly flew towards the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva like a cannonball.
The Ghost Mother Bodhisattva never expected that Su Ming had such a skill.
But now that his escape was imminent, he didn't care much and flew up the weapon with all his strength.
"Crack!"
A paper puppet clung to the ankles of the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva.
Then came the second and third bodies!
The Ghost Mother Bodhisattva desperately stretched out her hand, watched the gap in the formation light screen gradually shrinking, and screamed at the top of her lungs: "No!!!"
"Plop!"
Eleven paper puppets grabbed him and dragged him back into the lake.
This time, the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva no longer has a trump card.
The sword, shield and bow puppets came into battle and completely overwhelmed him.
After a stick of incense.
The tattered body of the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva floated on the lake.
Su Ming was still worried and ordered a sword and shield puppet to come forward and chop off his head. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Qingyan was completely stunned when she saw the head of the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva brought back by the paper puppet.
A monk in the Qi training stage jumped through the ranks and killed a monk in the early stage of foundation building.
Even though he relied on formations and paper puppets, it was an indisputable fact that Su Ming relied on his own strength to kill the opponent.
Qingyan, who was seriously injured and unable to fight anymore, did not help the opponent at all.
"Finally dead."
Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and while ordering the paper puppets to collect the loot, he looked at Mu Qingyan, "Fairy Mu, I wonder how you could be chased by this gangster?"
Hear the words.
Mu Qingyan told him everything about the attack on Qingshuifang City.
Hearing this result, Su Ming sighed.
Although he had previously speculated that Qingshuifang City might be attacked, it was just his guess after all.
Now that the speculation has become a fact, Su Ming feels a little uncomfortable.
After all, Qingshuifang City is the place where he has lived the longest in this world, and now, it is destroyed.
Mu Qingyan glanced at Su Ming, who was silent, and said with cupped hands: "Friend Su, my life-saving grace today will be unforgettable to Qingyan.
It's just that my master and senior brother are still fighting bloody battles in Qingshuifang City, I have to go back to find them, and say goodbye and say goodbye!"
After saying that, Mu Qingyan staggered around.
"What's the difference between Fairy Mu's trip and sending her to death?"
Hearing this, Mu Qingyan paused slightly, and then continued to move forward firmly.
Su Ming shook his head and ignored her.
He said and did everything that needed to be said and done. Everyone had their own ideas, which he neither could nor wanted to control.
"Plop!"
Just when Su Ming was about to pack up his formation and leave, there was a dull sound of falling to the ground behind him.
With his consciousness swept away, Su Ming turned his head helplessly, and Mu Qingyan's delicate body lay beside the lake, completely unconscious.
"so troublesome."
Su Ming sighed secretly in his heart.
Immediately, he asked the paper man to carry Mu Qingyan into the cave.
Placing her on the stone bed where she was meditating, Su Ming's consciousness carefully scanned her body and found a wound on her calf that had been rubbed by the evil energy of the skull magic weapon.
This wound was bleeding out with black blood, and Mu Qingyan's staggering steps were also related to the wound on her calf.
Shaking his head, Su Ming tore open her skirt, revealing her smooth calves.
Then, he took out the azure light sword from the storage bag, filled it with infuriating energy, and cut into the rotten flesh of the wound.