Tu Shanjun looked calm, and even his own mood swings were suppressed to a minimum by him.
We cannot give any flaw to the golden elixir of the Rakshasa Void Clan.
Otherwise this battle will be lost.
Influenced by his spiritual consciousness, he focused entirely on the Rakshasa Void Clan.
His original idea of observing Ding Xie's condition was suppressed by him.
In the current situation, the more he pays attention to something, the more he will arouse the suspicion of the soldiers.
It is better to face it calmly like now, which will make the other party feel afraid.
The gray mist filled the air. Tu Shanjun withdrew his arm, causing the black light around him to completely converge to his body. He wiped away the mist, making his eyes that were originally filled with scarlet light completely restrained, showing no trace of mystery.
The surging winds met above the blood cave, stirring up the mist.
Gu Xiao, who was suppressed by the wall, froze on the spot, not knowing what to do. Even the arm holding the copper coin magic sword started to tremble.
He never thought that he would face the golden elixir monk directly.
The command spell formulas that clearly appeared in my mind in the past are now like flour poured into water.
Gudu shook like this and turned into paste.
He was so confused that he lost his bearings and was unwilling to escape.
His wandering eyes glanced back and forth unconsciously, and suddenly he saw a person sitting upright on top of the blood rock. The four-sided stone condensed spiritual formation enveloped him. After a closer look, wasn't it Senior Brother Ding who was fleeing with the traitor Zhang Ran?
"Senior Brother Ding..."
The words reached the throat, but could not be squeezed out, and finally they were swallowed back in the stomach.
He didn't dare to shout loudly for fear that the confrontational golden elixir would notice him.
The wind blew, stirring the black mist into a whirlpool.
That is to say, within the blood cave, otherwise the battle between the two would definitely make Feng Yundu change his color.
"Golden elixir!"
Compared to ordinary people, a golden elixir that can live for nearly seven hundred years can be called an immortal.
Just as Gu Xiao was thinking about the way to go, a whisper came from behind: "Junior brother."
Gu Xiao was shocked. Just as he was about to set up the magic shield, he suddenly felt that the voice was familiar. He didn't realize it for a moment. Wasn't it Senior Brother Li's voice? But he didn't expect that Senior Brother Li would find him here.
In fact, Li Shengli had already arrived. He was lagging behind the golden elixir cultivator from the Rakshasa Void Clan, and happened to see the temptation from the Rakshasa Void Clan's golden elixir cultivator and the black-robed ghost cultivator.
But it never made any sound.
Seeing Gu Xiao dazed there, I called him to stop him.
"Senior Brother Ding is still there."
"I saw it." Li Shengli huddled in the corner with a solemn look on his face.
Although Ding Xie lives in Blood Rock and looks similar to the two Golden Cores, Ding Xie is safer than the two of them.
Who would have thought that the monk in black robe was an evil ghost.
Of course, it’s okay to call it ghost cultivation.
The ghost cultivator at the peak of foundation building became a golden elixir in the blink of an eye, and gained the ability to control wind and rain.
At the same time, Li Shengli was also happy.
No matter how hard Ding Xie tried to protect Zhang Ran, Zhang Ran was still seriously injured and on the verge of death. Now it seems that there is no scum left.
His original intention was to protect his brothers and sisters.
Since the ghost cultivators follow Ding Xie, they will also help them withstand powerful enemies.
Based on this calculation, it should be easy to resist for an hour.
It's a pity that Li Shengli's calculation was good, but Tu Shanjun was not so happy.
As he was promoted to Golden Elixir, the Sovereign Soul Banner itself became a magic weapon, and the mana drawn out was dozens of times greater than before. Even with the spiritual formation, spirit stones and Yin Soul Pill to supplement it, the mana in Ding Xie's dantian was also declining rapidly.
"Heavenly evil cloud strikes, listen to my orders."
"The Rakshasa is destroyed."
As the soldier shouted, three bone spurs flew out of the cuticle organ on his back, and the surrounding evil energy surged and attached to them, sealing off Tushanjun's three sides in just a blink of an eye.
"disease!"
The bone spurs crisscrossed and headed straight for Tushanjun.
The immense pressure it carried caused the falling lime and flying smoke all around to turn into dust swept in. The ripples vibrated like a black hole, sucking in all the wind breath.
"The realm of ignorance."
"open!"
Tu Shanjun activates the residual technique hidden in his ghost horn.
Black and red snowflake ripples formed above the head and feet.
Once the two magic lines appeared, Tushan immediately expanded several feet of space.
After passing by, Tushanjun appeared in front of the soldier.
It must be done quickly and without procrastination.
In this way, there is still a chance to defeat the Rakshasa Void Tribe's golden elixir. Once the opponent knows that he cannot fight for a long time, it will inevitably delay time and consume his mana.
Three bone spurs wrapped in evil spirits grow in the wind.
In just two breaths of time, it was already more than ten feet long and one foot wide.
When it passed by Tushanjun's side, it still affected his body and scratched a large area of skin.
Black and red blood burst out.
But for Tu Shanjun, it was just a superficial injury and was harmless.
"Boom."
Three huge bone spur pillars stood across the top of the blood cave, expanding the original blood cave in a large circle. The three bone spur pillars poked open the mountain above the blood cave.
Gu Xiao immediately stood there blankly.
Foundation-building monks can crack rocks, open mountains, and flatten vegetation and gravel.
Once there is a fight, the birds and beasts for miles around will suffer.,
The flying sword can escape thousands of miles and kill people's heads, and the Yin gods use spiritual creatures to fight.
At this point, watching the battle between the two golden elixirs, Gu Xiao felt that he was really ignorant.
I originally thought that the golden elixir cultivator was no big deal, but the skeleton golden elixir was chased and beaten by the demon cultivator from Mo Palace.
When I looked at it, I saw that the skull elixir was not worthy of holding shoes for the two people in front of me.
Regardless of the fluctuations in the battle or the coercive force, it is doubtful that the skeleton golden elixir is really a golden elixir monk?
They rarely see Jindan monks fighting. Even at sect ceremonies, it is mostly performed by the younger generation. The Jindan elders just casually use some methods to disperse clouds and turn clouds into sunshine.
It was really shocking to see two golden elixirs fighting each other today.
Li Shengli was better. After all, there was a Golden Elixir cultivator in the Li family. He learned more knowledge, but he was still shocked.
"So strong."
Li Shengli murmured. Now that he has reached the peak of foundation building, he still doesn't know how long it will take to become a golden elixir monk.
His spiritual roots are not outstanding, and compared to Tianling's sureness, he only has a slight advantage in fast cultivation.
The huge fluctuation pressure drove away many monks, and also attracted those scattered foundation-building monks from Wanfa Sect.
Although the two people who were hiding far away were often affected, fortunately they were both foundation-building monks and could withstand the pressure. Ding Xie, who was above the blood rock, had already frowned and twisted into the Chinese character "Chuan".
There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his face gradually turned pale.
The mana of the peak foundation-building monk has long been liquefied.
For monks, mana is like blood. It rushes through the meridians, and then exerts powerful power through the monk's spells, seals, and magic weapons.
Magical power is like flowing water, and meridians are rivers.
If it were washed away so violently, even those at the peak of foundation building would be unable to withstand it.
Magical weapons are supposed to save effort and obtain more powerful combat power. It is not a big difference if the strength of the foundation-building peak is used to activate the magic weapon Soul Banner. But with the addition of an evil ghost like Tushanjun who has broken through to the golden elixir realm, the situation is completely different.
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The mana drawn by Tu Shanjun is also less than that of a normal Golden Elixir cultivator, so it is not exactly the same.
That's about 20% less.
However, Golden Elixir and Foundation Establishment Peak are not a small realm, but a big realm.
Ding Xie's veins popped out, and the light of magic power could be seen all over his body. He calculated the current consumption: "It can last for more than two quarters of an hour at most."
After crushing the token, he blocked it for more than three quarters of an hour. If it had been more than two quarters of an hour, it would only have been six quarters of an hour after the full attack, and there was still two quarters of an hour before the support of the sect elders.
Thinking of this, Ding Xie couldn't help but feel anxious, and his magic power fluctuated a bit.
Tushanjun, who was fighting with the soldiers, was unstable, so he had to keep distance first.
He knew Ding Xie's eagerness, but there was no good way now. If he used the Yin Hun Pill to withstand the pressure, he should still be able to get a quarter of an hour's chance.
Defeat before fighting is a taboo for military strategists.
"Why, I can't beat him!"
Tu Shanjun's solemn green face did not show any change in expression. He opened his huge mouth, revealing the folded fangs. The lines of the fangs and the ghost horns on the top of his head complemented each other.
I have found out the details of the other party. The other party is just a monk in the early stage of Jindan.
He is also a Jindan monk.
The cultivation bases of both parties are equal, even if his magic power is no longer there, is there no way to defeat him with the existing means?
"disease."
The two of them fought for dozens of breaths.
The bone spurs have exploded the blood cave full of holes, and the huge bone spurs on the horizontal rails have made the originally not spacious space even more crowded and narrow.
"Bone Cage!"
When the martial arts seal is formed, those bone spurs overlap and dissolve, and quickly shrink inwards.
The huge cage formed by the white cylindrical cuticle is compressed towards the central area, as if trying to trap Tushanjun inside.
Because the area is too wide, it will definitely be shrunk into the bone cage in the end.
Unless Tushanjun turns around and leaves.
Obviously, the soldiers had seen through the person Tu Shanjun was protecting, the foundation-building monk of Wanfa Sect who was sitting cross-legged in the formation without moving.
"Spirit Demon Blood Killing Technique."
Tu Shanjun didn't panic at all, and the technique was completed in an instant.
The blood left on the bone pillars after abrasions formed human figures.
The bloody figure exploded.
"collapse."
After dozens of key points were destroyed, the shrinking cage stopped, and the mountain that was about to collapse was supported by white bone pillars and did not continue to sink.
Tu Shanjun let out a breath of turbidity.
His means are really lacking.
Fortunately, the spirit demon blood killing technique is strong enough and can be flexibly adapted.
Unlike other spells, his promotion to Golden Elixir certainly improved the spell's ability, but the spell itself couldn't keep up with his level, so he had no means to compete with others at the same level.
There are no systematic spells and seals, and because of the lack of mana, magic weapons and other auxiliary abilities cannot be used, making it difficult to fight.
Relying only on the derived residual skills of the Abyssal Realm and the Spirit Demon Blood Killing Technique, as well as the sealing magic formulas for Qi training and foundation building, he could only contend with the Rakshasa Void Clan's golden elixir in a stalemate, unable to win the battle.
"It would be great if there were ten thousand ghost souls in the Sovereign Soul Banner."
Tu Shanjun murmured in his heart that if there were ten thousand ghosts, he could carry ten flags and set up a killing formation.
Not to mention these, if he can possess the means of normal golden elixir, it will be enough.
"You are strong."
The soldier stood there and spoke calmly, knowing that he could not continue fighting.
If the mountain collapses, we will have to face the evil tide.
"Golden elixir monk, what you are fighting for is not how brilliant your skills are. You may not have the most important and critical thing."
The soldier raised his arms and gathered his magic power.
"Legal Domain!"
Tu Shanjun's expression was solemn, and his voice was a little hoarse.
