Huaye looked on with cold eyes. Did he completely regard himself as a benchmark?
Do you think you can fight yourself if you suppress your own cultivation?
Aren't you thinking too much?
Even if I am at the same level of cultivation as you now, you and I are not at the same level!
The green lotus sword dance continued to rise, the green lotus sword intent on his body continued to spread, and the fighting spirit in Meng Xiaobao continued to condense.
"Yes, you are worthy of being chosen by the Eastern Immortal Realm, but your level is too low. Even if you are at the same level, you are no match for me!"
Hua Ye had a smile on his face.
"I also know that in our West, the most powerful are not so-called warriors or knights, but magicians. Magicians are the darlings of nature. They can use the power of nature, such as the ice of our Holy See.
The God of Dharma, his ice magic is the best in the entire cultivation world, and I..."
A blue staff appeared in Huaye's hand, and a blue gem-like thing on the top was constantly emitting light, which was a kind of coldness with a bit of biting chill.
"I am the only disciple of the Ice God, and also the Holy Son of Light who was born with the ultimate ice body!"
While he was talking, snowflakes began to drift between the sky and the earth.
"Not bad, it's still pretty good."
Hua Ye smiled slightly and shook the staff in his hand: "Thank you for the compliment!"
Hearing this answer, Meng Xiaobao smiled faintly: "Do you really think I am praising you?"
"Forehead?"
Hua Ye didn't know why. He originally thought that if he showed such powerful power, the other party would worship him very much and worship Western magic. But now it seems that it is not what he thought!
"What on earth do you mean?
Since you are a sword cultivator, then draw your sword, I want to see if your sword is sharp enough!"
Hua Ye waved his staff and kept chanting. He only heard a few hums, but couldn't make out what he was saying.
"Draw a sword?
Are you worthy?"
Meng Xiaobao put away the Dao sword in his hand.
Faced with such changes, Hua Ye hesitated a little: "What do you mean?"
"I originally knew you were good at boxing and kicking, but I didn't expect you to be a softie. In this case, if I hit you directly, wouldn't it be bullying you, so I'm going to use my Taoist skills to learn from you.
Use your magic!"
Hearing this, Hua Ye was a little nervous. He didn't know what the other party wanted to do!
"Don't be nervous, just watch my teachings!"
While talking, Meng Xiaobao threw out a bunch of talismans with a smile on his face, and then a burst of spiritual power hit the talismans.
"Wind curse, water curse, fire curse, thunder curse, earth curse!"
Five series of talismans and seals are flying all over the sky.
In an instant, the entire venue was in chaos.
The wind howls, the water howls, the sky is filled with flames, the blue sky is thundering, the earth is shaking, and the mountains are shaking. Huaye is completely covered in the five elements of Taoism.
Song Shan was dumbfounded by this scene, and the four Song family disciples beside him were also dumbfounded.
What is this called! Tuhao Dafa?
It's all just relying on the talisman and seal!
Although innate monks are not yet able to use immortal magic, the strength in their bodies has been converted into spiritual power. With such a level of cultivation, they can use talismans and seals. This is also a protective object prepared by the children of the big family for their juniors.
Of course, these talismans also have different levels.
The treasures currently used by Meng Xiaobao are all the lowest level talisman seals, which can be said to be at the bottom of the pile.
However, even though this talisman seal script is low-level, it can't handle the many talisman seal scripts!
It would be nonsense to say that the first-level wind spells are stronger than the second-level wind spells, but if there are ten, twenty, or even more first-level wind spells, let alone the second-level wind spells.
It is possible to surpass the magic talisman and even the third level wind talisman and seal script.
Just like the talisman that Meng Xiaobao threw out just now, there are at least nearly 300 talismans in the sky, which means that there are 60 talismans of each series!
"Oh my god, the power of this talisman is so terrifying!"
Meng Xiaobao was also frightened by the violent explosion. He didn't expect this talisman to be so strong. It seems that he still underestimated this talisman. He originally thought that the lowest level talisman would be fine, but now that he sees it, he will have to work hard in the future.
Have a look.
But then I thought of the talismans and seals in my glazed pagoda. I would probably have to throw away hundreds of them for several months!
Finally, the smoke gradually dispersed.
Unexpectedly, Huaye did not suffer much damage, that is, the clothes on his body were a little dirty and torn. From a human perspective, it was not a big deal.
"Is this your Western magic scroll?"
Meng Xiaobao looked at the rag-like thing on the opponent's head. It should not be a defensive treasure.
"Yes, this is an earth magic scroll."
Song Shan nodded: "I have seen someone use it before, but that time I saw a fire magic scroll. The raging flames killed many of my Eastern monks, but this time the other party used a defensive one.
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Meng Xiaobao nodded slightly: "Well, after all, he is also a Holy Son, and he should still have a lot of treasures. It is not too difficult to have a magic scroll."
After saying that, Meng Xiaobao looked at Hua Ye and said: "Yes, it seems that your magic system is still very good, but I don't know if you have many magic scrolls!"
Hearing this, Hua Ye didn't know what the other party meant, but seeing that Meng Xiaobao didn't have a very arrogant expression on his face, he said: "What?
Do you want my Western magic scroll?
if you……"
"Bah! Stop being narcissistic. Who wants your broken scroll? Do you think I can't do it without what you have?
I just want to ask you if your scroll is enough to compete with me, otherwise, I'm afraid you will die without money."
With that said, Meng Xiaobao took out five stacks of talismans and seal scripts directly from the small tower.
"The one I just threw was a first-level talisman, now I'm going to throw a second-level one..."
"Wait a moment!"
Hua Ye quickly stopped him, "Are you kidding me? Are you fighting?"
Can't you just say that it's not enough to spend money?
In normal times, if I was quite rich, I would be the absolute authority both in the cultivation world and in the outside world! I was born into a wealthy family and never knew what money was.
But after meeting this person, he was confused.
First of all, there are countless of his men, each one stronger than the other. If the other party hadn't kept his hand, he would have been dead by now. In terms of how wealthy the other party is, he is far from being able to compare with him.
The five piles of talismans and seals looked neat and tidy. The most terrible thing was that they were tied with ropes, as if they were packaged directly after being printed.