Chapter One Hundred and Twenty: Overpowering People
The power of more than a dozen Baiyang Fire Talismans exploding in a small area can be compared to the difference between high-explosive grenades in open spaces and indoors. It is absolutely shocking and sour. I saw a fluctuation in the guardian formation, and the ripples on the surface trembled faintly.
An elder from the Condensation Yuan Stage even raised a small flag and waved it repeatedly to stabilize the formation.
After a while, the explosion in the formation gradually subsided. Everyone looked at it attentively. Although the smoke and dust in the formation had not dispersed, the white gauze that had been all over the formation had disappeared without a trace. It must have been taken back by Feng Ling'er.
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Ning Chen withdrew the Luo Tian Umbrella in the formation. The Baiyang Fire Talisman exploded just now. Although he aimed most of the explosion at Feng Ling'er, he was still affected a lot. Fortunately, a shield talisman released in advance withstood it.
A lot of damage was done, and the two magic weapons were relatively powerful. Ning Chen was not injured except for a slight shock, and he casually put away the Ice Lotus Talisman that he had taken out.
Holding the green rosy pearl, Ning Chen drew the sword finger in his hand, and the three flying swords quickly stabbed at Feng Ling'er's previous location. The sword energy surged and the sword clanged, pushing away all the smoke and dust wherever it passed. In the blink of an eye,
Soon he was in front of Feng Ling'er.
Feng Ling'er's condition was much worse at this time. She had withstood more of the explosion power of the Baiyang Fire Talisman. The handkerchief and small shield she had just sacrificed were already dim. Even so, Feng Ling'er could not completely withstand it.
The hairpins were scattered, there were some burnt marks on the light blue dress, and there was a solitary small transparent shield floating around her body. It seemed that a shield talisman was struck at the last moment.
Seeing the three flying swords approaching, Feng Ling'er hurriedly raised the beast-faced shield. The ferocious beast's eyes on the shield shot out three inches of light, and took the initiative to face the three flying swords. Then the seal in her hand changed, and she put it away before
The white silk silk sprang out from the cuffs again, and became longer in the wind, preparing to cover the formation space again.
However, Ning Chen would not give her a chance at this time. The three flying swords pressed against the beast-faced shield, and the beast-faced shield slashed by the sword energy stepped back step by step. It was completely a combination of cultivation to overwhelm people, and at the same time, he held a
Zhang's fiery streamer talismans were fired one after another, exploding one after another in the white gauze.
As the best of the yellow-level high-grade talismans, the Fire Streaming Talisman is fast and violent. Each one is equivalent to a full blow from a late-stage Qi Refining monk. Feng Ling'er's white gauze silk was blown apart bit by bit before it could be unfolded, causing a shock.
The force made Feng Ling'er groan and her face turned pale.
One by one, the fiery streamer talismans exploded one after another. Feng Ling'er stepped back step by step, her towering chest rising and falling violently. Although Bai Shaling was weak and not destroyed, she was also blown up and scattered, unable to form a formation.
Ning Chen had no expression on his face, and he didn't hit an amount that Feng Ling'er couldn't take at once. He just activated the Fire Streaming Talisman one by one and hit it out, which made Feng Ling'er tired of dealing with it. She could only defend with all her strength, and there was no other way.
reaction.
"It's a luxury, it's a waste, these are all spiritual stones..." Yan Wuxun shook his head outside the formation and sighed. He knew that Ning Chen had many talismans, and it wouldn't hurt him to throw dozens of talismans away, but this kind of
The style of play still requires him to accept incompetence, which is too luxurious.
The other disciples outside the formation also looked dumbfounded. Ning Chen has produced more than thirty talismans so far, which can be converted into hundreds of spirit stones. Plus hundreds of spirit stones are enough to buy one of good quality.
It was a high-grade yellow-level magic weapon, but now it was beaten out by Ning Chen all at once. This is not a competition, it is just like hitting someone with a spiritual stone.
The faces of the big guys on the stage also twitched. They didn't care about the power and value of the talismans, and they didn't care about the yellow-level talismans. It's just that Ning Chen had too many talismans, and this style of play was too much.
It's such a luxury, even if they are the big bosses of the Qingyun Sect, they feel heartbroken. After all, there are many monks in Bilanzhou, competing with the sky, and all materials are in short supply, especially this kind of disposable talisman. With these spiritual stones,
It is better to use it for cultivation or to buy elixirs to assist cultivation or magic weapons for long-term use. Who would save so many talismans if they have nothing to do.
Ning Chen fired a Fiery Streaming Talisman again, and only heard a "stab" sound. The handkerchief on top of Feng Ling'er's head suddenly tore a hole. The light on the handkerchief dimmed instantly, and the runes on the surface flashed randomly.
Then a few twisted runes disappeared between heaven and earth without a trace.
"Poof!" Feng Ling'er's magic weapon was damaged, and her whole body was shaken by the backlash. Coupled with the continuous explosion of the Fiery Streaming Talisman, she couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Junior Sister Ling'er!" A disciple outside the formation shouted distressedly.
Feng Ling'er's mouth was bleeding. She could also see that Ning Chen was trying to overwhelm others and force her to admit defeat, but she was helpless under the attack of the Fiery Light Talisman. The rapid and violent talismans made her have no choice but to force herself.
It was difficult to carry it, even tossing and turning. Looking at Ning Chen's indifferent eyes, Feng Ling'er felt a chill in her heart.
Feng Jiuyan was expressionless on the stage. Yang Yizhen, the King of Western Clouds next to him, chuckled and said, "Old Huang, this Messenger Ning is really different. He actually carries so many talismans with him. Could it be that he is also a talisman painter?"
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Everyone has long speculated that Ning Chen is related to the "Peeping the Sky Treasure Mirror", but Huang Ying issued a gag order, and the elders of the Southern Yun Palace will naturally not let it slip, so the relationship between Ning Chen and the "Peeping the Sky Treasure Mirror" remains.
Staying in the guessing stage, this led to the temptation during yesterday's banquet and today's discussion.
"Yes, Ning Chen is extremely talented in drawing talismans. He can draw dozens of talismans in a day, which is ten times that of ordinary talisman painters." Huang Ying chuckled, "According to him, what he is best at is Fuhai tactics.
, if you throw out dozens of them at a time, monks of the same level will be no match for you."
Can you draw dozens of talismans of the same level in one day? Everyone is dumbfounded. This kind of talent for drawing talismans is indeed unparalleled. If you practice to the late stage of Yuan Condensation, you can threaten the ancestor of Jindan with just the tactics of the sea of talismans. This is not ordinary.
Genius, if Ning Chen has such talent, it is not impossible for him to be recruited to join the Qingyun Sect.
Yang Yizhen laughed dryly, "This is equivalent to self-destructing a magic weapon of the same level. Of course it is quite powerful."
"Old Huang, did you make an exception and recruit Ning Chen to join the religion because of his talent in drawing talismans?" Northeast Cloud King Jiao Ran asked.
"Haha." Huang Ying smiled and said nothing.
The conversation among everyone on the stage came to an end. Ning Chen's three flying swords in the audience had forced the beast-faced shield to almost retreat in front of Feng Ling'er, while the Fiery Light Talisman was still being played out one by one. Although Feng Ling'er encouraged her luck
But the white gauze silk was still shaking and retreating.
"Why did he save so many talismans? It's such a waste." Some disciples had question marks on their faces and were very curious.
"What a luxury..." A disciple sighed and touched his shriveled magic bag.
"Damn it! You actually bullied Junior Sister Ling'er with the help of the talisman." Feng Ling'er, who was surrounding her, said angrily.
Seeing Ning Chen mechanically playing out the talismans one by one, Feng Ling'er finally despaired. The thousand silk handkerchiefs were damaged. Seeing that the beast mask and Bai Shaling could no longer hold on, Ning Chen showed no sign of stopping.
, and even it was still this extravagant and wasteful style of fighting that pushed oneself to the limit of resistance one by one. Feng Ling'er felt no luck anymore, and finally said, "Envoy Ning will be merciful, Ling'er admits defeat."