The monk in yellow robe stood up and ignored Feng Ping, but stared directly at Hong Ming.
"How's it going? How are you thinking about it now?"
The yellow-robed monk had a contemptuous smile on his face, as if he was looking at an ant.
Hong Ming took a breath, and five colors of light shone on his body.
Hunyuan body protection divine light!
At the same time, the sword box in his hand appeared, ready to go.
Feng Ping also stopped, stood aside quietly, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Hong, what's going on?"
"Brother Feng, you go out first and I'll meet you when the matter is resolved."
Hong Ming did not explain.
Feng Ping raised his eyebrows but did not move.
"You want to fight me?"
The yellow-robed monk had a look of surprise on his face, as if he was seeing something weird again: "Are you sure you want to fight me?"
call out!
The sword box in Hong Ming's hand opened instantly, and a sword energy buzzed out.
The sword energy soared into the sky and fell on the yellow-robed monk.
The yellow-robed monk was only in the foundation building stage, but when he looked at the sword energy, he had a mocking smile on his face, showing no intention of defense.
When Hong Ming saw this scene, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
The power of this sword energy can be seen by ordinary monks.
Even if Hong Ming defended himself, he had to use the Hunyuan body-protecting divine light to defend himself, but this man didn't care at all.
why is that?
Is this person really stupid?
Of course it's impossible.
The next moment, when the sword energy suddenly fell, the yellow robe on the foundation-building stage suddenly bloomed with a ray of light. The yellow light swirled around, and the terrifying sword energy fell. When it encountered this layer of defensive light, it did not move at all.
Even if the chaotic airflow burst out, it would only cause the light to tremble slightly.
"Huh? It's interesting. I didn't expect that there are such strange runes. Give me your sword box refining method and the Bodhisattva Pill. I can spare your life."
The foundation-building monk looked slightly surprised and spoke with interest.
Hong Ming had a solemn look on his face, and his figure slowly retreated.
"Want to leave? Do you think you can leave?"
The foundation-building monk chuckled, turned his right hand out, spread his fingers, and pressed it in the direction of Hong Ming.
In an instant, the surrounding earth-attribute spiritual energy gathered crazily, forming a phantom of a hill. The phantom of the hill solidified in an instant, exuding terrifying pressure. Under this pressure, Hong Ming felt his heart tremble:
"Supernatural power!"
Hong Ming had been asking for it but couldn't get it. After working hard for so long, he still had the last bottleneck before condensing his magical power.
I don’t know when this bottleneck will be broken through.
But in this place, this foundation-building monk actually condensed his magical powers, which were truly magical powers.
Boom!
The hill pressed down.
Five colors of light flashed on Hong Ming's body. At this moment, the Hunyuan light emitted from it, and the escape technique was activated to the extreme.
But when the hill came down, Hong Ming's escape light became useless.
boom!
The hill pressed down. In an instant, the hill of unknown weight pressed on Hong Ming. The solid hill pressed Hong Ming's body to the ground. The Hunyuan Divine Light shone on Hong Ming's body, protecting him, but
The hills were still suppressing them from all directions, and the Hunyuan divine light could not resist it. But at this time, Hong Ming gritted his teeth, and the Five Elements Lotus spun crazily and exploded.
boom!
The Five Elements Lotus exploded, forming a five-color curtain that surrounded Hong Ming's body.
Temporarily withstood the pressure of the hill.
"Self-destruction of your natal spiritual weapon? Fearless struggle. This is not a magical power that others use to make up for the loss. It is an earth-level magical power inherited from the fairy world. No matter how many spells, secrets, and treasures you have, it will be useless."
The monk in the foundation building stage looked dull.
Hong Ming's face turned pale.
The self-explosion of the natal spiritual weapon forms a defensive shield, and Hong Ming himself will also be injured.
This is the ultimate defense method for the Five Elements Lotus, a natal spiritual weapon. Under normal circumstances, he would not choose to do this, but Hong Ming had no choice but to do this.
"Are you still unwilling to hand over the elixir?"
The monk in the foundation building stage had a dull look on his face. He took out a pill from his storage bag and drank it to restore his spiritual power.
Supernatural powers are extremely difficult to condense.
And after condensation, it is very troublesome to cast it.
Because the use of magical powers requires a huge amount of mana, even if it is a genius, if it is used during the foundation building period, the mana will be consumed in an instant.
"If you are not willing to cooperate, I will just kill you and get it myself."
The magic power of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage is rapidly recovering.
The pill I took was really terrifying.
In just a few breaths, most of the mana was restored.
Hong Ming gritted his teeth and persisted.
Upon seeing this, the foundation-building monk narrowed his eyes slightly and stretched out his palm again.
Supernatural power!
Only this time, the mysterious foundation-building monk had just taken action. Feng Ping, who was standing next to him, was holding a water and fire stick and killed him instantly.
boom!
The water and fire sticks smashed up, and the robes of the foundation-building monk once again stirred up a layer of yellow light.
At this moment, Feng Ping didn't back down at all and actually stopped him.
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the mysterious demon god behind Feng Ping appeared, and two rays of water and fire appeared on his body. His body accelerated instantly, and he attacked with one stick, each one stronger than the other.
Spiritual water and spiritual fire erupted, and Feng Ping activated the secret technique.
In a short period of time, Feng Ping's strength increased significantly.
One stick after another.
The void shook.
Under this kind of attack, this mysterious monk in the foundation-building stage had no time to use his magical powers. He could only input his magic power into his robe to resist Feng Ping's attack.
"You madman, this is none of your business, why don't you get out of here!"
The mysterious foundation-building monk was also a little confused.
How could a mere monk in the foundation-building stage without concentrating his magical powers have the guts to do something to himself, just for the sake of mere friendship? Is it worth it?
I don't understand, I don't understand at all.
But there is no need to understand.
This foundation-building monk has an ancient treasure in his robe. Unless he has magical powers, it is impossible to break his own defense.
But being beaten like this by Feng Ping also made me feel very depressed.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the same magical power came down.
A hill came down and instantly crushed Feng Ping.
Two hills more than ten feet high were shining with yellow light, and there was a faint mysterious aura spreading on them, suppressing Hong Ming and Feng Ping one by one.
After doing this, the foundation-building monk took out the elixir and drank it.
This time, the elixir was a little worse, and the mana recovery speed was also a little slower.
After burning a stick of incense and with his magic power fully restored, the foundation-building monk came to Hong Ming.
The magical power turned into a hill, pressing down on Hong Ming.
"Give you one last chance, call out the elixir, and I can spare your life." The foundation-building monk had a mocking smile on his face.
There was a trace of madness in Hong Ming's eyes.
The natal spell Chaos is already being prepared.
When the opponent activates his magical power to the extreme, the defense is at its weakest. At that time, he still has the power of the final blow.
When the foundation-building monk saw that Hong Ming didn't answer, he dug deep into his palm.
But at this moment, an extremely swift figure seemed to ignore the power of the magnetism here, and came to Hong Ming in just three or two steps.
"If you want the Bodhisattva Taoist Pill, why bother Taoist friend Hong?"
The hand that was performing magical powers in the foundation building period fell down, with a solemn look in his eyes.