These ten mosquitoes were scattered around before. When Zhou Fei appeared, Wang Baole immediately analyzed that there was a big gap between the two. Although it was not impossible to kill each other, the chance was too low.
So his plan is to kill him if he can, and if he can't kill him, beat him away!
It was based on this thought that he did not let Mosquito take action. Instead, he first took a large number of magic weapons to confuse his sight, and then killed the magic weapons by surprise. He also recited Taoist scriptures in his heart, which not only shocked him, but also assisted himself to complete this decisive blow.
One hit!
At the same time, he also thought about the remedy after the failure, that is... these mosquitoes!!
It can be said that after experiencing the Chiyun Rainforest, the Tide of Ferocious Beasts, and the Coron Basin, Wang Baole became more ruthless and calculating with each passing day. At this moment, even in order to let Mosquito succeed, Wang Baole gritted his teeth and retreated rapidly, distracting Zhou Fei's attack.
attention.
The moment Zhou Fei raised his head to look at him, these ten mosquitoes approached instantly, and a shrill roar suddenly came from Zhou Fei's mouth again. His body swelled up visibly, and there was a sharp pain and
The indescribable itching made him go crazy. As his body roared, a wave of air erupted, and his foundation-building skills spread across the board.
It immediately shattered all nine mosquitoes, but the strange gray mosquito still rushed in and bit him hard on his arm. Suddenly, it was covered with blue, causing Zhou Fei's complexion to change drastically, and his body
He suddenly retreated, spurted out blood, wrapped up the gray mosquito that was trying to get into his body, and smashed it with all his strength!
Looking at Zhou Fei who was retreating rapidly, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and did not chase after him. He noticed that in the scabbard of his body, except for the gray mosquitoes, all other mosquitoes were immediately resurrected. Although the gray mosquitoes were not resurrected immediately, they were obviously accumulating, as if for a period of time.
It can also reappear after a certain amount of time.
He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and headed straight into the depths of the jungle.
This battle made him aware of the gap between himself and Zhuji. Although this was not the first time he fought against Zhuji, it was the most intuitive one. After all, it was him, Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan who fought together.
The great tree that builds the foundation of Dzogchen.
And there is actually no such fighting between them as with Zhou Fei.
He understood that it was not impossible for him to win, but the strength of this magic weapon could not be controlled and mastered by his true breath. Even if he used tricks and chanted the Taoist scriptures to shock Zhou Fei, making his magic and magic weapons unstable, he would still be unstable after all.
He relied on his foundation-building body to forcibly deploy the magic weapons. Although all the calculations worked, they were still a little short of the mark. He was unable to kill Zhou Fei, and the backlash on himself was not small either.
If you use it more than three times, you may collapse without the enemy taking action.
"If you want to kill him, you have to risk serious injuries and be on the verge of death..." Wang Baole pondered silently, quickly took out the elixir and swallowed it. Regretfully, the figure disappeared deep into the jungle.
Behind him, in the jungle, Zhou Fei was retreating. His face was pale. He realized that Wang Baole had not come to pursue him, so he gritted his teeth. In fact, although he was seriously injured, his retreat was intentional, and the purpose was to attract Wang Baole to chase him.
Desperate counterattack.
Even how to take action, he deduced it in his mind while retreating, but Wang Baole didn't come.
"Cunning bitch!!" Zhou Fei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, adjusted his breathing, raised his hand and touched the wound on his forehead. While his heart was palpitating, he looked at the blue color of his right arm.
This piece of blue seemed to be poisonous. Although it was suppressed by his cultivation, it could not be dispelled. Even at this moment, his arms were numb and cold, which made him even more frightened.
Thinking that he was in the middle stage of foundation building, he was actually facing a monk with True Breath Dzogchen, who was in such a mess, and had not even succeeded in killing him. This made him angry and aggrieved, but soon, his eyes showed an unprecedented look.
He was so greedy that his breathing became extremely rapid again.
"He actually has magic weapons!!!" Zhou Fei became more and more excited thinking about the battle just now. He knew very well how precious magic weapons were. After all, even he only had a sixth-grade spiritual treasure. For magic weapons,
He has been longing for it for many years, but the value of the magic weapon is too high, and he simply cannot afford it, nor can he obtain it.
But now... in the hands of a monk with True Breath Dzogchen, a magical weapon actually appeared. For him, after his heart palpitations passed, his surprise and excitement were beyond description.
Especially since he had just personally felt the power of the magic weapon. When he thought of the terrifying feeling, his greed became even stronger. In his opinion, this must be caused by the power of the magic weapon.
"This is at least an eighth-grade magic weapon!!!"
"This is mine!!" Zhou Fei's eyes showed excitement. At first, he was chasing Wang Baole just because of the mission and to silence him. But now, his purpose has changed. Killing him was just a way. His real intention was to kill people.
Finally, take away Wang Baole's magic weapon.
The thought that if he had that magical weapon, he could even fight against the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment to some extent, which made him even more excited. However, the numbness and coldness in the blue area on his right hand and the blood marks between his eyebrows made him even more excited.
Let him know that Wang Baole was extremely difficult to deal with, so he narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand immediately, took out a ball, crushed it, and suddenly a black smoke billowed into the sky.
Not long after, in the surrounding jungle, there were figures roaring towards them. They were the remaining 11 or 12 True Breath Dzogchen cultivators of the fifth-generation heavenly clan.
As soon as they appeared, they immediately saw Zhou Fei's embarrassment and were frightened, but did not dare to ask any more questions.
"Wang Baole is seriously injured. If you chase him, whoever can kill him, I will ask for credit and give him twenty fragments to directly build the foundation!" Zhou Fei spoke slowly. When everyone heard this, their breathing became rapid and their faces turned red.
, one by one immediately responded to the order and chased after Zhou Fei in the direction pointed by him.
Zhou Fei followed behind and looked at the dozen or so monks in front of him with a hint of indifference and contempt deep in his eyes.
In his opinion, the only role of these people was to consume Wang Baole. It would be better if Wang Baole could be forced to use magic weapons again.
With them to consume, he can more smoothly kill Wang Baole and obtain the magic weapon. If any of these people survive and know that they have obtained the magic weapon, the worst they can do is to silence Wang Baole and frame it on Wang Baole.
, seamless.
Thinking of this, Zhou Fei's eyes became even more filled with excitement and greed, and together with everyone, he gradually disappeared into the distant jungle.
In the jungle at this moment, Wang Baole was breathing heavily and was seriously injured. The most important injury was the backlash from the magic weapon. In fact, if it weren't for the 100% spiritual veins in his body and the compression method given by the young lady, it would be beyond ordinary.
There is too much interest in Dzogchen, otherwise, his backlash at this moment will be even more serious.
Fortunately, he has a better understanding of the fog than others. In the process of exploring and moving forward, in the direction Wang Baole went, the fog gradually increased. But at this moment, from the perspective of the mosquito that he dispersed, he saw
We arrived at the figures of the True Breath Dzogchen of the Fifth Generation Celestial Clan.
"The ghost is still here!" Wang Baole frowned, ignored it, and accelerated until he reached the center of the area where the mist was about to grow. Looking around, Wang Baole suddenly turned around, and instead of continuing to escape, he raised his right hand.
, took out the seventh-grade magic weapon sword, and with one swipe, he drew a circle in an area of 50 feet around!
Then he stood there leaning on the magic weapon, motionless, looking coldly towards the jungle in the distance. Soon, there were figures roaring out, surrounding Wang Baole.
"Anyone who steps into this circle will die!" Looking at the people around him coldly, Wang Baole picked up the magic sword, pointed the tip of the sword diagonally at the ground, and spoke calmly.
At this moment, although his body was slightly round, there was a strong evil spirit that exploded suddenly, and a black storm surrounded him, covering the fog that was rapidly forming here. At the same time, within this black storm, the huge
Crocodiles are also looming, extremely ferocious and fierce.
The aura was shocking, the murderous intention was permeated, and the coldness spread with these words, and even to everyone's perception, the temperature around them seemed to have dropped a lot.
Coupled with Wang Baole's blood-stained clothes and his cold eyes, his words seemed to have some amazing power, causing all the monks around him to feel shocked, as if... this was coming from the God of Death.
warn!!
Gradually, the sound of heavy breathing came from the mouths of the monks around. They were cautious one by one and did not step forward immediately. In fact, the circle and the people in it shocked them, and they were not stupid.
Anyone who can survive a fight with Zhou Fei is considered weak to them!
So...in the jungle, both Wang Baole in the circle and everyone outside the circle slowly fell silent, making this place completely silent except for breathing!