Chapter 110: Warlock Means
Jiang Xin's ghost ghosts eliminated most of the alien fighting forces in the village at once, but there was always a part that was taken out, causing a lot of interference to others.
After Qiu'er directly encountered Ma Xianhong, it basically meant that the second phase of the plan to disintegrate the root device and the strange people in the village was suspended, and it entered the early stage of the third phase - temptation.
"Feng Baobao, that guy in the southwest has already confronted someone. Don't touch the magic weapons on these guys yet. Hurry up and provide support!"
"Oh, oh..." Feng Baobao once again put a magic weapon into his arms, his eyes widened, nodded, and then ran away.
"Wait!" Jiang Xin seemed to have thought of something, and stretched out her hand to light a ball of purple fire: "Come on, let out your Qi."
"???" Feng Baobao tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Xin.
"This thing can be used by you." Jiang Xin pointed to the flame on his hand: "This purple fire is specially used to burn Qi. You use your Qi as fuel to feed it. If you meet other strangers on the road, use this thing to burn it.
He, those things that have only been refined for a few days cannot last long."
"Is this so?" Feng Baobao looked at the purple fire in front of her and reached out to take it. After a moment, a blue lamp holder appeared on her head, and inside the lamp holder was a well-protected purple fire.
"That's okay..." Jiang Xin was silent for a moment, and finally waved her hand: "Okay, you go ahead."
"how about you?"
"I have some other things to do. I'll be there in a minute or two tonight."
"Oh." Feng Baobao nodded, pinned the gilded Ruyi to his waist, and ran out with a purple flame.
After Feng Baobao left, Jiang Xin looked at the figures on the ground.
Just now, these few people came to challenge themselves with the body armor and magical weapons they had refined because of their own grievances. In the end, they were easily put down and lost consciousness in just two strokes.
But after all, he was a strange person, so several people still used the methods they used. Coincidentally, Jiang Xin saw in one of them the Kung Fu that was designed to break people's body protection skills - Ghost Gate Needle.
"It's really hard to find a place after wearing iron shoes. It took no effort to get it." Jiang Xin looked at the bite bag in his hand and the unconscious figure on the ground and suddenly laughed: "Jin Yong's body is related to the saint thief.
With Tiangang Qi, Qiu Rang's divine machine Bailian, Grandpa Bi's Ghost Gate Needle, Ding Zihuan's Ghost Shadow Walk, and Zhang Kun's Earthly Immortal, I gained a lot from this trip."
However, after being silent for a while while looking at the capsule in his hand, Jiang Xin suddenly sighed: "Hey, I almost forgot, the company's lenient stool... the magic machine is perfect, the magic machine is perfect, it's clearly right in front of me
, but cannot learn.”
"Forget it, the Tiangang Qi and Guimen Needle are enough for me to digest for a while. The magic machine is perfected. Let's talk about it next time I have a chance."
After a while, Jiang Xin learned the techniques from the two men and hurriedly rushed to the battlefield near the middle of the village, where several other temporary workers were also rushing over.
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Far away from the forest clearing where the Slimming Furnace is, the battle has already begun in advance.
"Sure enough, I still lost... Tu Xingsun..." Looking at Zhang Kun who had lost consciousness on one side, Ma Xianhong's expression suddenly sank. The next moment, he directly released several magical weapons with different functions.
: "Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving."
"Caught..." Qiu'er glanced at the magic weapon lingering beside Ma Xianhong, and his heart suddenly sank: "They all look like high-end goods. Now, it's really difficult to deal with them."
Roar-
A burst of sound waves emitted from the small sky, and then, a solid-like shock wave surged in with the air waves squeezed layer by layer, heading straight towards the goal of the ball.
"Long-range attack method!" Looking at the distorted air in front of him, Qiu'er's heart rang with alarm. He turned sideways and directly avoided the shock wave that shattered the earth and rocks.
"Huh~ It's so dangerous." Glancing at the deep hole on the ground, Qiu'er's mouth twitched slightly, then turned around and ran away without hesitation: "This guy has too many magic weapons. I'm afraid I can't solve it by myself. Please hurry up and help. I!"
In the woods some distance away from the two of them, Wang Ye started to fight with the aliens who had been transformed by the self-cultivation furnace.
"No, do these people know something? There are always a few who will be outside the range of my formation."
Wang Ye used the Tai Chi he learned from Wudang to deal with these strangers who were not very good at it. Most of Wang Ye's attention was on the strangers in the distance: "These guys... forget it, let's deal with them first." These here..."
With a decision in his heart, Wang Ye stepped forward and said: "Sheng Zhen! Qian Zi, Luan Jin Tuo!"
In one thought, Wang effortlessly froze half of the aliens in the formation in mid-air, and then looked at the remaining aliens with a smile.
"Kun is the word for tuheche! Li is the word for explosion! Zhen is the word for thunder!"
After the three spells were released, each of the aliens in the field lost their fighting power, and fell to the ground covered in pitch-black 'charcoal'. Then, the remaining one-half was released by Wang Ye.
For those who are facing the gate of death, the king also moves the four plates again.
When the A-value talisman meets the Bingqi of the territory, the pattern is completed: "The bird fell into the hole!"
The bird falls into the hole, the pattern of the gate is strange, it is suitable to raise troops to fight, benefit the gentleman, and the gate of life offers sacrifices to the gate of death, he will be victorious in every battle!
With the help of the formation, Wang Ye used the means in Tai Chi Yang's hands to directly attack the opponent. At the same time, the pattern of the formation changed again.
The nine stars, eight gates, and six armors all fall in this palace and do not move, forming a Fuyin pattern.
Those who are in Fuyin will be in a bad situation and everything will be unfavorable. They will return halfway and there will be internal chaos, so it is better to defend.
With such a situation, Wang Ye would naturally not put it on himself, and the strangers who were attacking him on the opposite side became the only targets.
With the formation of the pattern, the strangers who attacked Wang Ye felt that the originally smooth flow of Qi in their bodies was suddenly blocked. Although it was only for a breath, their external limbs were indeed violently messed up.
At this time, Wang Ye, who was in the Bird's Nest pattern, attacked fiercely from the direction of Zishengmen, and the defeat was a matter of course.
Seeing that the king of the formation had eliminated all the people in just a few minutes, the strangers outside were also a little panicked, and suddenly felt hesitant in their hearts.
But they would hesitate, and neither would the king.
Keeping the pattern of strange gates intact, Wang Ye simply stepped out of the pattern and grabbed the strangers directly.
"Run out? Has the Qimen pattern been dispersed?" All this group of people knew about Qimen was just hearsay. Seeing Wang Ye leave the place, they subconsciously thought that the so-called Qimen was gone.
The next moment, the change of venue made them have more doubts in their hearts.
"Gen character, Tuheche!"
Looking at the tumbling earth and rocks, the strangers were a little confused: "What's going on? Hasn't he already gone out of the formation? Why can he still activate spells?"
"Could it be that he set up the formation again?"
"That's probably it. How about we change the direction again?"
"You still want to change, let's just dream about it!" Wang Ye chuckled, stepped on the Tuhe chariot, and punched out with a punch, directly breaking the trees into pieces, and the flying wooden thorns instantly inspired several people.
Chapter completed!