Eight hundred and thirtieth eight chapters Wu Sheng
Such a big movement was naturally discovered by the man and woman from the Ghost Spirit Sect immediately.
A flash of light flashed in the young female cultivator's eyes, and she realized that this vulgar and strong woman, although powerful, had no aura of magical power, so she showed disdain.
"A mortal who dares to collide with an immortal cultivator is really looking for death."
She raised her hand and waved, and the ghost servants who originally floated towards Duan Yiyun turned around and floated towards the strong woman. At the same time, she pinched her spell and shot out two green fireballs, blasting towards the seemingly powerful shield.
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As for the other male cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect, he glanced at the female warrior and realized that she was just charging with brute force, so he ignored her and looked greedily at the corpses of Duan Yuanfeng and others, and raised the Soul Captor in his hand.
Bowl.
"Bang!"
The green fireball was not slow and quickly hit the charging shield.
A chilly aura that froze into the bone marrow spread around the shield, but a layer of light yellow aura suddenly lit up on the huge mottled shield.
The stalwart woman's figure paused slightly, as if she had not received much damage. Instead, she sped up a bit and quickly rushed out of the cold air. In just a few breaths, she was already within ten feet of the young female cultivator.
outside.
The young female cultivator let out a sigh, feeling the aura emanating from the shield with her spiritual consciousness, and said in surprise: "This shield is actually a magic weapon!"
"It's a waste to be used by a mortal like you."
She pinched her spell, and a light blue short knife appeared in front of her. With a fierce spiritual light, it hit the shield not far away, and the ghost servants turned into a blue rope and followed closely behind.
Her Green Spirit Sword is a middle-grade magic weapon. With her cultivation in the late stage of Qi refining, it would be difficult for ordinary immortal cultivators in the middle stage of Qi refining to resist it, let alone a mortal without magic power.
But just when the Qingling Sword was about to hit the shield, the thick muscles on the woman's arms suddenly trembled with a strange amplitude, and faint spiritual energy fluctuations came from them.
Immediately afterwards, a strong yellow spiritual light surged from the shield, revealing a rich earthy aura.
"boom!"
The Qing Ling Dao was like a weak knife, hitting the thick steel wall, making a slight whine, and was directly pushed away by the shield.
The strong woman's sprint stalled because of this, but she seemed to have expected it. The muscles of her thick, elephant-like legs crisscrossed and bulged, and she stamped on the ground violently, causing a small hole to appear in the stone bricks on the ground.
An excited expression appeared on the woman's fierce face. She was like a human-shaped stone pillar, crossing the gray light rope formed by the ghost shadow, and smashing forward with a flashing shield.
The female cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect didn't expect such a result at all, her face was still flashing with disbelief, and her mind was a little confused.
The huge shield covered with barbs, with a shadow, hit the gray shield outside her body.
The protective shield seemed to have encountered a huge impact. The spiritual light on it flashed and dimmed by half. The female cultivator was also blasted out by a brute force, including the shield.
And behind her, at some point, a shirtless bald monk appeared.
The bald monk held a long stick, and the angular muscles on his body trembled slightly. The same spiritual power fluctuations appeared on the muscles, and the long stick lit up with a fiery red light.
He crossed his legs and danced the long stick. The long stick with a fire attribute bent into a perfect arc, like a tight spring, and hit the female cultivator's gray shield hard from behind.
"Buzz..."
Although the gray protective shield of the female cultivator did not dissipate much, the spiritual light on it vibrated violently and trembled, as if caused by the strange attack of the long stick.
At this moment, an extremely sharp metallic aura filled the air, and a four-foot-long sword appeared beside the female cultivator.
Several bright and elegant sword lights flashed past, and the vibrating aura of the gray shield stopped abruptly, cracking like a broken mirror, turning into little auras and dissipating in the air.
"Clang!"
Accompanied by the crisp sound of a long sword being sheathed, a white-haired middle-aged man wearing black attire fell aside, with a Qingfeng long sword on his waist.
The eyes of the female cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect still lingered in disbelief. The vitality in her pupils dissipated. Her delicate body lost its protective shield and fell to the ground with a thud. A faint trace of blood emerged from the center of her eyebrows.
"Junior sister!"
The face of the thin man not far away changed drastically. He didn't care about collecting his soul. He hurriedly took out a talisman and slapped it on his body. There was another layer of yellow aura outside the gray shield. At the same time, two gray knives and magic weapons were suspended above him.
in front of you.
Things seemed to develop beyond the thin man's expectations.
Just a moment ago, he was thinking about how to divide the shield weapon with his junior sister, but who knew that such a change would occur in just a few breaths.
The strong woman had no magic power in her body, but she was able to control the shield magic weapon, and even used the magic weapon's maximum power to blast away his junior sister's mid-level magic weapon.
The next two men appeared out of thin air, using a combination of fire attribute long sticks and metal long swords to directly blast through his junior sister's magic shield. With his tenth level of Qi refining consciousness, he didn't even see his junior sister clearly.
How was the center of the eyebrow stabbed.
"Huhu..."
As soon as the thin man finished using his defensive methods, the huge shield that seemed to block out the sky and the sun hit his outermost yellow aura in his nervous eyes.
"Huh?"
Unlike the expected attack, the thrown shield weapon was easily blocked by the yellow aura, and the thin man only felt a slight shock.
However, when his attention was attracted by the shield, the bald monk and white-haired man in the distance had already arrived outside his shield, and the strong woman also held the shield and pressed against her.
The two men and one woman surrounded the thin man with their horns, and then the fiery red long stick, the green-edged sword and the shield covered with barbs, with the slightest aura, attacked the shield outside his body.
This long stick magic weapon seems to be made from some kind of fire-attributed spiritual wood. It has the bending elasticity of the stick and the hardness of the magic weapon.
The bald monk seemed to be wielding some kind of special stick technique, and his attacks carried an inexplicable concussive force. This force, combined with the power of his fire attribute weapon, made his yellow aura tremble.
As for the other white-haired man holding a green-edged sword, his sword light was erratic and his speed was extremely fast. The metal long sword in the hands of the white-haired man was more dexterous than any cultivator the thin man had ever seen.
The burst of power is much more powerful than the long stick.
As for that shield, it had the lowest power and was used as a hammer by the strong woman, who struck it brutally.
Under the continuous attacks of the three people, although the yellow aura's defense gradually dimmed, it was depleted slowly.
This also made the thin man breathe a sigh of relief. This elementary and high-level talisman was hard to obtain. It requires at least a strong person at the twelfth level of Qi Refining and a high-grade magic weapon to break it.
Although these people in front of them have weird methods of controlling magic weapons, their power is limited after all.
Moreover, the thin man also discovered that whenever these people activated the power of the magic weapon, their bodies would emit very weak spiritual energy fluctuations, as if they were controlled by the energy similar to mana in the body.
Thinking of this, the thin man felt a lot more relieved. He simply put away the two small knives and magic weapons. With the opponent's superb skill in controlling the magic weapons, it would be difficult for him to hit the opponent with the attacking magic weapons.
Then he also removed his own gray shield, holding a spiritual stone in his hand, and concentrated on maintaining this defensive talisman, hoping to use his tenth-level peak magic power to consume all the weak spiritual power in these three people.
After a stalemate like this for half an hour, the thin man was delighted to find that the aura of the long stick in the bald monk's hand quickly dimmed. Although the attack still had the power of shock, it could no longer shake his yellow shield.
Then he saw the bald monk stop attacking, groped at the end of the long stick, took out a small dull crystal stone, then took out a small light red stone from his arms, and pressed it into the long stick with a click.
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Then the long stick flashed with light red fire attribute light again.
The thin man's expression froze, and he rubbed his eyes. If he saw it correctly, what the bald monk just took out was a fire-attribute spiritual stone.
When does a magic weapon need to be inlaid with spiritual stones?
Aren’t magic weapons controlled by the cultivator’s magic power?
Why is this person using spiritual stones?
This monk seems to have spiritual consciousness?
After a while, the white-haired middle-aged man also stopped. He also took out a spiritual stone that had lost all its spiritual energy from the handle of Qingfeng's long sword. After replenishing the metallic spiritual stone, the sword light contained metallic energy.
It shines again.
At this moment, the thin man began to panic. The opponent seemed to be able to directly activate the magic weapon with the spirit stone, and combined with his body strength and control skills, he could unleash extremely powerful attack power.
He absorbs the spiritual energy from the spiritual stone, converts it into mana, and then uses the mana to maintain the shield defense, while the opponent only needs to install the spiritual stone and wield the magic weapon for kilometers.
According to the speed at which his mana was consumed, he couldn't even compete. He didn't think that the three people in front of him only had two or three spirit stones.
Thinking of this, the thin man shouted sternly: "I am a cultivator of the Ghost Spirit Sect. If you kill me, you will definitely be hunted by the Ghost Spirit Sect."
The three men seemed not to hear what he said, and continued to attack with expressionless faces.
After a while, the voice of begging for mercy came from the mouth of the thin man: "What do these fellow Taoists want to do to let you go? I will give you all my storage bags. You can also hand over some of the secrets of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
It’s even a secret technique that helps build foundations.”
But no matter what he said, the attacks of the two men and one woman did not waver.
With the rapid consumption of mana in the body and the dimming of the defensive aura, the thin man gradually showed a look of despair. He said in a dry voice: "Who...are you?"
Hearing these words, the white-haired man had some reaction. With a flick of his wrist, he fired out several golden sword lights, shattering the last layer of aura of the shield. He stabbed his eyebrow with a sword and said lightly:
"The Saint of Martial Arts, the Saint of Martial Arts!"
The thin man's eyes were stunned, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he fell to the ground, with no life left in his body.