At the moment when hundreds of assimilation monks appeared, on the ground at the top of the tree hole, in the center surrounded by hundreds of big trees, a middle-aged face gradually appeared on the surface of the small tree that was dry and full of cracks.
Its expression is distorted, as if it is suffering some indescribable pain. If you look carefully, you can see the cracks on its torso spreading bit by bit, with faint light flowing slowly inside.
Obviously this spread has a certain connection with Wang Baole's devouring, but it is not the whole story. At this moment, it seems to be undergoing a transformation!
But compared with its painful expression, its eyes were calm. At this moment, it was looking in the direction of Piao Miao Taoist Temple, and there was a murmur echoing.
"Is it still passed on... Although I don't want to do this, but since the result is like this, then... we need to plan carefully. After all, the two of them have succeeded one after another, and I must succeed here too...
As for the three little bugs in my body, they are fragile and can only be destroyed."
While the murmur of the small tree was echoing, in the tree hole below it, as Wang Baole suddenly rushed out, murderous intent erupted from his body, and clouds and mist rose beneath his feet.
This cloud and mist is the exclusive technique of the third level of Piao Miao Gong. As soon as this technique is used, his speed is immediately blessed again, like an arrow leaving the string, galloping away.
There is also cloud and mist outside his body. This is the fourth level of the Yunwu Piaomiao Skill, called the Cloud and Mist Body!
As for the fifth-level spells, Wang Baole had just been promoted and had not yet had time to master them. At this moment, his body was like clouds and mist, and he was already close to those assimilation monks.
At the moment of approaching, Wang Baole raised his right hand, and an arc-shaped lightning burst out quickly. As his cultivation reached the peak of his true breath, this arc-shaped lightning was much more powerful than before. At this moment, it was shining with dazzling light, and it went straight towards those who were coming.
He assimilated into the monks and left.
During the shuttle, a series of arcs were triggered. From a distance, it looked like a small sea of thunder appeared in the tree hole. It was amazing!
The rumbling sound suddenly spread in all directions. Wherever this flash arc passed, the bodies of the assimilation monks all trembled, and many of them exploded directly. At the same time, Pyroblast was also used in Wang Baole's hands, turning into a cloud that transcended before
The sea of fire roared and spread in all directions.
This flame is so hot that it can even burn the assimilated monks to ashes to a certain extent. However, they obviously have the power of big trees and can resist. However, the impact of the sea of fire and electric arc on them is still not small.
In particular, there were a few assimilation monks among them who were completely hit by arcs and pyroblasts. They were either shattered into ashes or burned completely, making it difficult to recover. They were considered complete deaths!
This level of sharpness exceeds Wang Baole's previous combat prowess. It can be said that his cultivation at the peak of True Breath has greatly increased the power of Wang Baole's spells, and the number of spells he can release has also increased dramatically. At this moment, flash arcs and arcs are unfolding.
After the explosion, more cloud fingers shot out.
At the same time, Zhao Yameng's formation blessing also arrived at this moment, causing formation threads to appear around Wang Baole, moving with his body. The shining had a protective effect on the one hand, and also had lethality on the other.
As for Zhuo Yifan, although he was weak at the moment, he gritted his teeth and controlled the spirit treasure. He assisted Zhao Yameng on the side and killed the assimilation monk who rushed from the side. With the cooperation of the three of them, a loud noise echoed in the tree cave, and murderous intent was heard.
Amazing, extremely intense.
"Death!" Wang Baole roared, punching out directly, setting off a tide, and the power of his body exploded, directly shattering the head of an assimilation monk and exploding it. During the hand seal with his left hand, flames appeared and burned away, and his body
After taking a step forward, he suddenly lowered his head to avoid the flying leaf swords from the three assimilation monks. He jumped up and threw three self-destruction beads.
In the roar, after collapsing the three assimilation monks who had sneaked in, Wang Baole was about to go over and burn them to ashes, but suddenly he turned slightly sideways, raised his right hand and grabbed hard behind him, and immediately killed them from behind.
One of the assimilated monks grabbed his neck and squeezed it hard.
Then, with a wave of his hand, several flying swords whizzed away, heading straight towards Zhuo Yifan. When they got close, they suddenly exploded, causing several assimilation cultivators beside Zhuo Yifan who were about to pounce, to be knocked backwards by the shock.
After resolving Zhuo Yifan's crisis, Wang Baole did not pause and took action again. His figure was like a tiger, rushing into the wolf pack. But even if Wang Baole's cultivation level improved, there would be a limit, and these assimilated monks, even if
It was torn apart, but quickly recovered under the connection of the branches. In this kind of fighting, the two sides are not standing on the same scale at all.
Even if some of them can be wiped out and destroyed physically and mentally by his powerful killing, the number is small after all. Compared with the hundreds of monks, they account for less than 20%.
After all, although Wang Baole has made a breakthrough in his cultivation, his spiritual power has its limits, and arc flashes and pyroblasts consume even more of his cultivation.
So soon, Wang Baole began to pant and could only keep retreating, while Zhuo Yifan was also weak and exhausted. He did not dodge in a hurry. The leaves transformed by the three spells directly penetrated his chest and spurted out blood.
The vitality was withering as his body retreated. He was so bitter that he had no strength to fight anymore and fell to the side. Looking at Wang Baole who was still fighting fiercely, his mind went blank.
He seemed to be thinking of his childhood, the cold father and cold brother in his family, and the back of Wang Baole standing in front of him in Lingxi Township.
Gradually, the vision became blurry, and it seemed that all the roaring and fighting sounds were gradually fading away.
As for Zhao Yameng, although she is still persisting, her body is constantly shaking, and it can be seen that her spiritual power is almost exhausted, and her formation threads have a great blessing effect on Wang Baole, so even if she is almost unable to hold on
, but still gritted his teeth and persisted.
But without Zhuo Yifan's help, no matter how strong Wang Baole was, he still couldn't take care of everything. There were always people who would shuttle around and kill Zhao Yameng.
Seeing this scene, Wang Baole felt anxious. His magic weapon had been exhausted. At this moment, there was no protection that could be used, so he could only retreat to block it. At this time, his asthma worsened, and there were streaks of leaves and flying swords scratched on his body.
Wound.
Some were mild and severe, the most serious was a tear-like wound caused by a leaf that penetrated his right leg.
"Baole, Yameng, tell me...has the Taoist Academy received the news? Can they come..." Zhuo Yifan seemed to have forgotten that this was a battlefield, the light in his eyes had dimmed, and he murmured, just in
In his dim eyes, there seemed to be a faint red light that was slowly condensing.
Zhao Yameng remained silent, using his nearly exhausted spiritual power to continue to maintain the formation, but he could not hold on for long. Soon, under the bombardment of dozens of magical leaves, Zhao Yameng spurted out blood, and his body was completely repaired.
After exhaustion, the surrounding formations disappeared directly. Her body seemed to have lost all strength. She was barely holding on to the tree wall on the side, biting her lips, her face was bloodless, but deep in her eyes there was a struggle that no outsider could see.
I am hesitating about a certain choice.
"Yifan hold on, the Taoist Academy will definitely come!!" Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was on his deathbed, Wang Baole spoke quickly, then suddenly stepped back, and when he was in front of them, he suddenly raised his right hand with a glove, and a wave of waves erupted.
The force caused the assimilation monks who rushed towards Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng to retreat one after another.
Looking at Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng who had lost their fighting strength, and looking at the many assimilated monks who seemed to be coming tirelessly, Wang Baole felt bitter, and despair rose in his heart. He himself did not know whether the Taoist Academy had received the message.
.
But at this moment, when his despair arose, suddenly... for the first time, the familiar cold voice of the young lady inside the black mask came to his mind.
"Wang Baole, don't be afraid. I will teach you a sutra. This sutra is unpredictable. The thought of it can cause changes in the world and kill all living things!"
This voice carried a hint of pride, echoing in Wang Baole's mind. After hearing it, he was a little suspicious. This sentence was really too overbearing, which made Wang Baole feel a little unreliable. But thinking about the young lady so far, except for the scabbard,
Apart from what she said was a bit exaggerated, it seemed that no other words had deceived her, especially the golden body she once said, which she had also achieved by following the method.
This kind of thing gave him confidence and he quickly asked in his mind.
"What sutra?"
"Listen carefully... Mingzhi, the way to imprison and seal heaven, all living beings need to survive countless tribulations, leave the deep prison with one obsession, and devote themselves to the practice of cultivation!"
"Go, follow this scripture and kill this little sapling!" the young lady said proudly in an understatement.
After hearing this verse, Wang Baole's body, mind, and spirit were all shaken. He seemed to have a feeling in the dark, as if this verse was earth-shattering, and once spoken, it would completely change his life!!