Five days have passed, and the gentle chanting sound has been heard for a long time, which makes You Mengchang, who is practicing meditation in the water droplet, feel drowsy.
In addition to the mind power formed by a few unique scriptures, which still has excellent tempering benefits for his soul, Daozhang Zhang just listened to the other scriptures, and there is no deep feeling anymore, just like eating too much delicacies will make him tired. .
He admitted that after being influenced and tempered by his mind power in the past few years, his current soul is very different from the past.
"Things can only happen in three ways. Fellow Daoist Zhang, please stop and think of other solutions, or retreat."
The Taoist priest You Mengchang, who had been chanting sutras for five days and whose voice had no fluctuation, took the initiative to give advice for the first time.
He admired Taoist Zhang very much for his specialization in the arts. Unfortunately, based on past experience, he used it in the wrong direction. No matter how hard he worked, it would be in vain. It would not cause any actual blow to the dragon soul. Even if there was some damage, the effect would be insignificant. .
And I was half exhausted.
Zhang Wenfeng had already noticed something was wrong. He wanted to try attacking for a few more days to see if there would be any changes. After listening to You Lao's opinion, he stopped chanting sutras. The sight of the talisman's light winding like a wandering dragon disappeared in an instant, and his eyes returned again. Restore darkness.
The four Tukun people surrounded the temple owner within two feet, always in a protective formation, alert to sudden attacks.
They did not relax for five days. At this time, they all looked at the viewer.
The silence in Zhenlong Cave was so strange that they basically had no hope for this robbery.
Zhang Wenfeng guessed that the Dragon Soul should have found a way to deal with it after he used his telekinesis to attack it several times. He would not regret this trip, otherwise, after too long, he suddenly realized that the previous tried and tested attacks did not work. That's a tragedy.
The dragon soul was consumed a lot last time, and its recovery was limited in just two and a half years.
They still have room for maneuver, which is fortunate among misfortunes.
"Prepare to retreat!"
After thinking for a moment, Guanzhu Zhang sent a message to several people.
The four people immediately changed their formations, Tu Kun changed from the front team to the back formation, and carried Fei Fei to the rear of the stone palace.
A low and majestic dragon roar came from the distance, with a very strange tone. It was soothing and urgent, reverberating in the open darkness, followed by strong winds, whistling sounds, and black mist suddenly surged at the exit of the passage. .
The dragon soul blocked their way back. Judging from the power, it would take some time to rush in and break through.
Everyone stopped as if facing a formidable enemy, feeling a little uneasy in their hearts.
I wonder what tricks Dragon Soul will play this time? Depending on the situation, it will be a big deal.
"It's 'Ask the Dragon God to perform a curse, he's crazy!"
You Mengchang listened for a moment and screamed: "Quickly, use the turtle shell you used last time to protect it. The dragon soul will use its secret method to sacrifice with its own soul power. Ask the ancestor dragon Yin Shen to project the lower world to deal with you guys." This one belongs to his uncle, as for that? If you can’t beat him, you’ll call him old, and if you want to pay him back, can you give him some dragon face?”
He was angry and cursed loudly.
Zhang Wenfeng heard the reminder from the old man Mengmei and had no time to listen to the nonsense that followed. He quickly took the Black Turtle Mountain Talisman that was not used up last time, put it into his sleeve and recited the incantation silently.
The wind and clouds are surging, and the black air in the sky slowly condenses, and the pressure like the power of God gradually increases.
It was as if an invisible weight was weighing on everyone's hearts, making some of them breathless.
Seeing the brilliance flashing on the body of the viewer, the aura fluctuating sharply, and the look on his face serious, the four people tacitly agreed to stay on their own side and not disturb the viewer's spell to deal with it.
Yang Shuilan and Tu Kun saw that the dragon soul was using secret methods to summon gods. After all, their knowledge was extraordinary. They just didn't know what kind of gods the dragon soul was summoning. Looking at the power of this appearance, I'm afraid it has a lot of background. It is better than the old monster Xue from Wandering Island in the past few years. The projection of the evil god Luo Mo that was invited down was even worse.
The four of them will not sit still and wait for death. They each gather their strength and prepare their magic weapons and methods.
Before the projection of the Ancestral Dragon Yin Shen came down, Zhang Wenfeng inspired the small, thin, dark yellow jade-like turtle shell in his hand, and a yellow-yellow turtle shell appeared around him, covering everyone in it.
In an instant, the virtual shield blocked out the heavy pressure like a mountain, and several people suddenly felt much at ease.
You Mengchang praised Chuanyin, "Fortunately you have this turtle shell jade talisman in your hand, otherwise we
They are in danger of escaping. The Ancestral Dragon Yin Shen who was invited from an unknown plane, according to the rules of the world, can only exert the strength of the fifth level at most. If you want to break the sixth level turtle shell, it will take a lot of time. The longer it takes, then
The head dragon soul can't stand it anymore, he has no other sacrifices, he just sacrifices his soul power and his life."
Zhang Wenfeng understood that it was time for Dragon Soul to have a headache.
You Mengchang looked a bit like a mother-in-law, and worriedly warned: "There is an open space of about ten feet in the middle of the turtle shell. The projection of the Ancestral Dragon Yin God in the lower realm, even if it can only display the fifth level of strength, is far more powerful than the last projection of the Luo Demon Evil God."
Too much, we have to guard against that old dragon with a remnant soul and make a desperate move, so we have to leave some room in advance and hope it won't be used."
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly adjusted the size of the virtual mask space, leaving an open space in the middle.
He and Old Man You had grasshoppers tied to the same rope, and both would be harmed. The old man was right.
In this way, when faced with an attack later, the consumption of the turtle shell jade talisman will be greatly increased.
Zhang Wenfeng quickly sent a message to several people and told them what he knew about the situation, so that the four of them knew that they were now fighting the projection of the ancestral dragon Yin Shen, not just the dragon soul.
"coming!"
Tukun sound transmission road.
There was a sudden darkness above, and "bang", the hood sank violently, almost touching the top of the tallest black man's head, which frightened Lu Zi into subconsciously shrinking his neck.
A loud roar shook the protective shield, causing everyone to lose their footing and their expressions changed slightly.
The yellow turtle shell bloomed with dazzling light, and countless large and small runes rushed to the sunken position under attack, circling and quickly neutralizing the attack power. Countless cracks appeared on the surrounding ground and spread.
Zhang Wenfeng sat down on the ground, made a secret with both hands, and pushed his Yuanting towards the virtual shield. He could not let the invisible Yin Shen projection attack. He had to try his best to maintain the jade talisman.
Tu Kun whispered, "I will transform to help resist external attacks."
His body swayed, leaving flying rocks on the ground. He turned invisible and used himself to strengthen his protection.
Yang Shuilan was no longer the water god. She waved her hand and released water waves as thin as cicada wings, flowing and spinning rapidly against the turtle shell, saying, "Leave the top circle to me..."
Before he finished speaking, the attack came suddenly.
This time everyone could clearly see that it was a vague black claw mark in the shape of a clenched fist, descending from the sky and hitting the top of the turtle shell which had returned to its original shape.
Jin and Lezi, the tallest people, had long followed suit by sitting cross-legged on the ground, hunching their necks to save some space.
The two of them could only watch helplessly, unable to help.
It does not interfere with the master's spellcasting and must fit perfectly with the turtle shell to achieve the purpose of joint resistance. They ask themselves that they do not have such sophisticated means of controlling spells, so not adding to the chaos is the best help.
Guanzhu Zhang suddenly pressed down with his hands, and the virtual turtle shell shrank with his hand movements, and then rebounded slightly upwards.
Using offense instead of defense can somewhat neutralize some of the attack power.
"Bang", the energy vibrated in the small space, several people's hearts shook, and their energy and blood surged.
A cloud of yellow mist rolled down to the ground, and Tu Kun was knocked out of his original shape by a blow from the invisible Yin God in the air. He did not get up for a while.
The water wave light flow that Yang Shuilan just cast was broken in the space. Her face turned slightly pale. It was such a violent and fierce attack. If the viewer hadn't used the sixth-level turtle charm to protect it in advance, they wouldn't have been able to block the blow together.
"Come again!"
Tu Kun's hoarse voice came out of the yellow mist, and once again became invisible and attached to the bottom of the shaking turtle shell, surrounding it several times.
The remnant old dragon can fight tooth and nail, but they are trapped here with no way out, so what can't they fight for?