This was not because he was temporarily soft-hearted and rescued Senior Brother Wang and was forced to use Luo Yanbu to fight the demon, but because Liu Jing and others did not seize the opportunity to kill the others who were still undergoing transformation.
The blood warrior in the body. When those three people also transform, then there will be real trouble.
Just now he saw Senior Brother Wang trying to kill the ice demon, and considering his kindness in helping him during the battle against Qing Wen, he flashed over and saved him.
Then the demon probably felt that it was in vain that he had ruined his good deeds, so he pestered him and attacked him frequently, so that he had to deal with it. But then he also felt that this ice demon was indeed very troublesome to other sect members.
He did a good job of solving it. After all, if another member of the sect dies, there will really be insufficient manpower for the following battles.
Now that he has entangled this demon, he did not expect that the others only watched his fight and did not take the opportunity to attack the other three light cocoons. Wasn't this a great opportunity wasted!
However, he also vaguely guessed that the others probably didn't know how to seize the opportunity, but because of the ice demon's strange invisibility and the death of someone at its hands, they were afraid of the half-demon transformation of other blood warriors. Therefore, even though they knew that they had fully transformed,
The Blood Warrior is definitely more dangerous, but he is still hesitating, and maybe he has some intention of retreating.
But Bai Ran came here not just to eradicate the black evil, but also had another predetermined purpose. How could he easily defeat the demon? Moreover, even though this half-demon ice demon broke out of its cocoon, he killed his side.
There is only one person, but it doesn't matter as long as you are careful. Even in Bai Ran's eyes, this person is not as good as the bald man back then. That makes him more difficult to deal with.
This demon only made his body transparent, allowing him to move at extremely high speeds and control some cold air. The so-called invisibility is just like his rapid Luo Yanbu, a pure illusion of high-speed movement. Just because of the strange transparency of his body, it is even more
An elusive discovery.
But this weird movement technique can only show its power on the ground. As long as everyone flies to the sky to distance themselves and casts a wide range of spells, they can be forced to appear. After all, the physical body moves rapidly.
It can still show off its ferocity at a short distance, but it can't keep up with the flight of a monk's weapon at a long distance.
Liu Jing and other disciples had never experienced this kind of hand-to-hand combat with short blades, so they naturally felt that the opponent was extremely ghostly and difficult to fight against. But Bai Ran often used this method to fight, so he could naturally cope with the extremely experienced one.
Thinking of this, Bai Ran suddenly knocked back the opponent's sharp claws with a wave of his silver sword, suddenly appeared and said loudly;
"Senior Brother Liu, fly to the sky quickly and continue attacking the three blood warriors. I won't let the demon in front of you leave and harass you." After Bai Ran said this, his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared again, but
In fact, the silver sword in his hand was almost invisible, forcing the ice demon to retreat continuously. There was no chance to fly off the ground again.
The silver sword in Bai Ran's hand was the trophy from the Blood Trial. It could hit the opponent's sharp claws without any damage. However, the silver sword could not hurt the opponent's pair of crampons, which made Bai Ran secretly amazed.
Liu Jing heard Bai Ran's words. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood Bai Ran's intention, but there was hesitation on his face. He was extremely conflicted in his heart!
Although Liu Jing came from a large family of cultivators, he was abducted by evil cultivators when he was young. He actually lived a dark period of torture and abuse, and even almost lost his life. Later, he was finally rescued by his family and became a disciple of Li Huayuan.
Successful cultivation.
But because of the shadow of what happened in his childhood, Liu Jing naturally hated evil cultivators extremely. He followed the iron-blooded principle of killing every one he saw and would not let go of any evil cultivator he knew who practiced weird techniques.
The consequences of this not only made him feel happy, but also brought him a huge positive reputation. Even some monks from the seven sects with higher cultivation levels than him showed a hint of admiration when they saw him.
Liu Jing looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he gradually became obsessed with this feeling of being respected.
To the extent that he later took the initiative to eradicate evil cultivators everywhere, it was mostly just to enjoy the admiration of others!
Of course, on the surface, Liu Jing carefully hid this mentality deep in his heart. When it came to dealing with others, he still seemed to be the same iron-blooded "Senior Brother Liu" who was extremely righteous and resentful of evil.
The Black Evil Cult in front of him is definitely the most powerful cult he has ever encountered and should be eradicated. But at the same time, the other party is also the strongest evil cultivator he has ever encountered. He really has no confidence that he can do it simply by relying on ordinary magic weapons.
It can kill the remaining three Blood Warriors. If the attack is slightly weaker, it will only make the remaining three semi-demonized in advance.
A half-demon person is so difficult to deal with. If the remaining three appear again, they will not be able to deal with it at all.
You might die here.
If they retreat like this, their trip will be regarded as a warning and a complete failure. The Black Evil Sect will definitely turn from light to darkness and disappear again. The reputation he has accumulated over the years will be completely in vain.
When Liu Jing thought of the sarcastic looks that others looked at him, Liu Jing felt his breath coming out of his chest, feeling extremely depressed and uncomfortable.
Bai Ran's urging pushed him to the edge of choice.
"Senior Brother Liu, should we retreat first? The strength of this Black Evil Sect is far beyond our expectations. If we don't leave, it will be too late." Senior Brother Wang, who was rescued by Bai Ran, came over hesitantly and whispered.
Said. The color.
"Withdraw? After doing this, I will probably have the same image in the eyes of other brothers and sisters!" Liu Jing thought with a wry smile.
"Everyone fly to the sky to protect me. Leave the remaining three Blood Warriors to me!" Liu Jing smiled slightly and said calmly.
At the same time, I silently thought:
"It seems that the only way to use that thing is to use it! Only in this way can we succeed in the battle and keep our reputation from being damaged. Even though it is the thing that saves my life."
"Senior Brother Liu, do you want to deal with the remaining Blood Warriors alone?"
Not only Senior Brother Wang in front of him, but also other people nearby had expressions of disbelief on their faces after hearing Liu Jing's words. This expression made Liu Jing feel very painful in his heart.
However, on the surface, he still acted as if nothing had happened, and flew the weapon into the air without saying a word. At the same time, he solemnly took out a flaming red jade box from his storage bag.
At this time, Liu Jing completely returned to his usual calmness and looked confident. This made the others look at each other, gain some confidence in him, and also fly into the air.
Looking at the jade box in his hand, Liu Jing showed a trace of reluctance on his face, but then his expression suddenly changed and he suddenly slapped the box with both hands.
Suddenly, the entire box shattered inch by inch, revealing a strange talisman wrapped in red light.
There is a fiery red firebird pattern on the talisman. The firebird keeps waving its wings and flying back and forth in the middle of the talisman. It can move freely like a real bird. The bird's eyes even emit a faint blue light and rotate from time to time.
What's even more shocking is that as soon as the talisman appeared, hot air radiated out in circles, causing the temperature of the space dozens of feet nearby to rise suddenly, making other people's mouths dry and thirsty!
Song Meng and others, who had just approached, happened to see this amazing talisman appear.
"Fu Bao!" Song Meng shouted as soon as he saw this object.
"No, this is not an ordinary talisman, this... this is a real treasure!" When Senior Brother Wang saw this talisman that looked like a talisman but had strange phenomena, he screamed as if he had seen a ghost.
road.
People who knew about "Zhenbao" were equally shocked when they heard this.
Although the so-called "real treasure" is also a talisman, it is very different from ordinary talismans and has many distinct differences.
First of all, an ordinary talisman can have at most one-tenth of the power of the original talisman, which is considered top-notch. The real talisman can hold an incredible one-third of the power of the original talisman, which is simply not comparable to ordinary talismans.
Secondly, when a true treasure is born, it must be refined by the bloodline of the owner of the magic weapon. Only descendants with a specific bloodline can use these true treasures, not just anyone. Otherwise, once spiritual energy is injected into them, these true treasures will
will be destroyed automatically.
With the above advantages, of course real treasures also have great flaws, otherwise all the treasures left by our ancestors would be this kind of real treasures.
The biggest flaw of the real treasure is that although it can contain several times more power than ordinary talismans, it can only be used as a one-time consumable. Once used, all the power will be exerted on the spot, without any discount.
There will be no second chance to use it. Therefore, the practicality is greatly reduced compared to ordinary talismans.
But what really limits how rare this kind of true treasure is to be handed down is another extremely harsh condition.
Once a magic weapon is refined into a real treasure through the blood, the lost power of the magic weapon will be permanent and cannot be made up by re-sacrifice. This makes some senior monks who know that their end is approaching still cherish their lives.
My magic weapon is unable to do this, and I would rather choose to leave a few more talismans for future generations.
Therefore, some monks jokingly said that the number of real treasures in the world of immortality is much rarer than the number of magical treasures. Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it is not far from the truth!