Chapter 401: A large number of local tycoons are scattered
"What?"
Taoist Qingji only had time to roar, before he was knocked back ten feet, and a lightning chain filled with electric balls climbed up, tightening like a blue and white giant python.
"Creak, creak, creak~~"
The black and white light array groaned as it could not be squeezed. Even if the yin and yang alternated endlessly and the white energy and black energy reinforced the protective light layer, the range of the array could still be seen slowly shrinking from three feet.
Two feet nine, two feet eight, two feet seven
Groups of electric balls released lightning threads and traveled around, spreading in every corner of the outer light layer in the blink of an eye. Taoist Qingji's figure was directly blocked, and he was trapped inside like a turtle in an urn.
"Open!"
At the critical moment, the Taoist robes all over his body bulged and boiled, and mana surged into the light array at his feet, immediately smoothing out all the shaking. The light layer became thicker and tighter, and the coverage area began to expand again.
This defensive magical power seems to be able to be interrupted and continued. As long as there is sufficient mana in the body, charging can expand the durability resistance. When it is not needed, it can be disconnected and automatically protect the master.
The three brothers Lin Shan and Xie Ling did not miss this opportunity. They each activated the Totem God Pillar and the Double Ninth Formation. The Light Seal and the Fire Pillar moved away from each other.
Taoist Qingji in Leisi felt the danger, and directly touched the storage ring on his hand, and a large banana fan appeared on the top of his head. The head and tail were protruding, and the middle was sunken. The horizontal lines on it were similar to zebra stripes, and there was a stick on the tip. Little thorn.
It only circled half a circle above his head, and the surrounding lightning threads and electric balls seemed to be under an unimaginable threat. Taoist Qingyan slapped them hard in all directions, and they lost control and shattered like bubbles.
The lightning chains that were tens of feet long and formed in several circles were immediately swept away!
"Bang!"
"Peng!"
Taoist Qingji held the bow with his right hand and nocked an arrow with his left hand. He fired an arrow with electric light and flint, and exploded the six-pointed star light seal in the air when it came.
The Great Sun Fire Pillar followed, but was shaken slightly by the black and white formation disk under its feet, and then dissipated.
Lin Shan looked at the tilting and rotating banana fan above Taoist Qingji's head and felt the surging power of the magic weapon, and his heart was filled with fear!
Another top-notch magic weapon!
This is a big tycoon!
He had personally tasted the power of the lightning chain before, and it was definitely no less powerful than a small magic spell. However, it was broken by a fan, which showed that its origin was precious.
The three evil spirit brothers were still yelling nearby. Although it was harmless, their presence was quite high. Maybe they were trying to show off in front of their master, so they worked very hard.
It was also due to the pain coming from the ripples in the darkness, and the rolling black mist became thinner and thinner.
Due to the protective fire pillar, I could only use my spirit body to resist, but my spirit body couldn't hold up the bow.
There was a dull sound of thunder in the air, and at some point, a thunder net covering a ten-foot radius was hanging in the sky, and it suddenly enveloped Taoist Qingji.
The banana fan aims at the sky and slaps it hard!
However, this big net was very strong. Even though it was blown from side to side by the strong wind, it still managed to fall down with great resilience.
“嗗嗗嗗嗗~”
The black and white light layer opened up and was broken through by the thunder net in all directions. The fog began to rise, like water vapor filling the air. This move was no less than a magical power.
Taoist Qingji was not in a hurry. Seeing that the banana fan could restrain the lightning chain but not the thunder net, he took out eight long and slender black needles in the blink of an eye.
It also rotated less than half a circle on his head, and the tip of the needle emitted a strong suction force. Lightning was drawn from the thunder net, and the tail of the needle was guided downward for evacuation.
"Bang bang bang bang~"
In the turbulent Nu River at the bottom of the canyon, the channeled thunder stirred up water splashes, and rocks rolled down the mountain walls on both sides. Lin Shan was surprised by this move.
This lightning rod magic weapon is too partial. The key seems to be a middle-grade magic weapon. Is Taoist Qingji such a wealthy person?
How many magic weapons are there in his storage ring?
Generally, for a complete set of magic weapons, the number of magic bans for each small component is also stipulated, and three magic bans are the minimum combination.
In other words, the eight black lightning rods, which add up to twenty-four forbidden magic weapons, are genuine mid-grade magic weapons!
Normally, a monk at the Golden Core stage would be thankful to have a low-level magic weapon, and he could already gain a firm foothold in the same level.
Ke Qingji Taoist was born in Qianyun Pavilion of the Weapon Refining Sect.
Even if he is not a master of weapon refining and does not have the talent and ability to refine magic weapons, he still has abundant resources because of his high level and strong strength.
Not to mention that he also has two senior brothers who are at the master level of weapon refining. Isn’t it easy to open a small stove?
Seeing that both magical powers were broken, a harsh and muffled scream sounded.
“Dumb~~”
The mysterious creature seemed angry!
"What the hell?"
Taoist Qingji was also angry and directly played the open strings with his backhand towards the surroundings.
The sound of bow strings was heard endlessly, and the surrounding mountain walls and rocks could be seen collapsing with a rumble, and deep trenches that were corroded by silence and nothingness appeared.
There was finally movement on the left front, and a fat blue otter was revealed.
This beast was being hit indiscriminately during the lightning escape at this time, and it kept dodging in a hurry. Its two claws were still rubbing the thunder balls and thunder ropes, preparing to string together a lightning chain to continue launching sneak attacks.
I don’t know where I learned this insidious energy. Unfortunately, when Taoist Qingji quickly cleared the area in a large area, it collapsed in the thunder escape state.
This was the first time Lin Shan discovered that sometimes someone with great strength could interrupt the escape technique without arranging the elemental magnetic formation in advance!
Taoist Qingji straightened his bow and nocked an arrow. This time, he did not shoot at Linshan or evil spirits, but shot at Lei Otter.
This beast had a good sense of danger, and immediately and decisively gave up the thunderball and thunder rope in its hand, spit out a thigh bone from its mouth, and smashed the light arrow into pieces with one blow without any reluctance.
Taoist Qingji was shocked!
A blow from his own magic weapon failed to kill this sneak attack guy?
Lin Shan knew that Lei Otter had a family heirloom in his hand, an animal bone that had been sacrificed and refined during the Nascent Soul stage. Its power was no worse than his own totem pillar, and it was more than enough to protect himself. There was no need to worry about its safety.
Immediately, three against one against Taoist Qingji started to fight, but they were forced to fight one against three without losing. The master of Qingyang Peak on the other side is also fighting one against three, and he has the upper hand!
At this time, a blade of light around him continued to condense and roared in all directions. There were also three magic weapons flying around him. He was fighting back and forth with General Xiong, the great elder of Zhenyue Sect, and the master of Xuchan Cave.
Among them, General Xiong is the absolute main force, shouldering nearly 70% of the pressure alone. The two brothers next to him are injured and dare not use too much force. Moreover, this time they came to take a risk in the cliff forbidden area, and the most important guy didn't bring anything with him. With him around, he can only stay on both sides to provide support.
Although General Xiong is at the top of his level among the demon clan, his methods are too single-minded, and all his strength is based on physical training. Facing the wealthy people in the human race's weapon refining sect, the endless methods can make him exhausted.
General Xiong was furious. He originally thought that this trip was just a walk with Lin Shan to relax his mind.
A boy who is in the early stage of the golden elixir, no matter how powerful the enemy he provokes, is not like a little chicken in his own hands, which explodes with a pinch?
As a result, he encountered a ruthless opponent like Master Qingyang. He clearly had a mountain-opening sword handed down from his ancestors and weighed more than ten thousand pieces, let alone being able to control it. However, he just couldn't attack it. Instead, he was cut with white marks all over his body by the light blade.
Some places had been beaten too much, and even with copper skin and iron bones, they could not help but open up holes, and pale silver blood slowly seeped out.
Qingyang Peak Master noticed this detail and his pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't show any expression and continued to suppress his opponent steadily.
These two battlefields were in full swing, and the third one gradually became clear as time went by.
The Three Cave Demon Generals took the initiative, led troops to attack from three sides, and moved flexibly on demon clouds.
At first, the deacon disciples were able to rely on the firepower of the fleet to resist the enemy. However, after charging forward for a while, they were only about ten miles ahead of Master Qingyang Peak and Taoist Qingji, and they were unable to move forward.
"Uncle Wu, the spirit stone is a bit insufficient."
A disciple came to report that the spiritual stone reserves of each warship had been exhausted. Looking at the endless Grand Canyon in the distance, it was difficult to even maintain firepower, let alone escape.
Deacon Wu's heart suddenly felt cold. He walked to the deck and watched the fleet's cannon fire roaring. The holes of the rune cannons gradually turned red and warm. Because the spirit stones could not keep up, they were gradually frozen by the cooling inscriptions and turned back to black.
The demon generals and soldiers outside are very patient. They are familiar with the terrain here and know that the canyon is very narrow and long. It will not be easy for these people to escape. There are always loopholes for them to find on the road, so there is no need to worry.
Everyone on Qingyang Peak was in panic. They were all in the foundation building stage and Qi refining stage. The reason why they could dominate the battlefield in the past was because of the power of runes. But without the spirit stone as an energy source, it would be like pulling out teeth. How can a young lion compete with a pack of tigers and wolves?
After all, it is impossible to last long with the help of external objects, and only your own strength is the guarantee!
All the spiritual stone reserves that Qingyang Peak brought out back then were exhausted during so many years of wandering, and they finally ran out of ammunition and food when facing the last hurdle!
Feeling that the fleet's artillery fire has become sparse, the intervals between attack frequencies are getting longer and longer, and the charging speed is getting slower and slower.
The three-hole demon general keenly seized the opportunity, swelled up and roared wildly, and the demon soldiers below quickly changed their formations. The military soul above his head changed his defensive posture, merged directly into the demon general's body, and turned into a stream of light to kill the fleet.
Deacon Wu and others yelled in horror.
"Block!"
"Bang!~"
Three huge claws smacked down, and the light curtain of the fleet shook violently three times, tilting and twisting. The disciples on each ship were thrown around, and they were hit with stars in their eyes.
The three demon generals trembled slightly, and it was no surprise that they were shaken away.
They discovered the reality of this group of humans and learned that they were at the end of their fight.
One by one, they turned their heads, moved their shoulders, and joined forces again to step forward!
Fists the size of three houses struck directly, and a thick demonic aura passed through with a pungent fishy smell.
The deacons desperately activated the spirit gathering arrays on each ship in order to strengthen the defensive light curtain. However, the efficiency of the spirit gathering arrays was far less simple and crude than directly filling the spirit stones, and the blessing efficiency was far lower than before.
I can only watch helplessly as the three demons attack coldly, destroying everything and breaking through the outer layer, creating a hole the size of three city gates!
"Puff puff puff puff puff!"
The warships were blown up in the air, and the planks and wood of the ships were shattered in all directions. None of the deacon disciples on them survived, and they were instantly corroded by the evil spirit and turned into numerous skeletons.
Three gray demon clouds rolled in from behind, carrying seven demon clan soldiers and horses into the battlefield, enveloping the entire fleet, and there was a sudden cry of killing inside.
The movement here immediately attracted the attention of Master Qingyang Peak and Taoist Qingji, and they were both shocked!
Although the fleet has already moved ten miles ahead, as a person in the late stage of Jindan, his eyesight can still barely make out the outline.
I saw heavy fog filling the demon cloud, three giant beasts seven or eight feet tall, with military souls above their heads, walking around inside, destroying the warships that were stubbornly resisting.
Demon soldiers formed in groups, running around in small groups, looming in the demon clouds, searching, dividing, and killing the disciples and deacons who had jumped off the ship and fled.
It’s like a tiger among a flock of sheep!
The quality of Qingyang Peak's disciples is one of the best even in the world of human cultivation, but after all, they come from a weapon-refining sect, and their group combat methods are equivalent to artillery units.
Relying on the fire suppression tactics of warship artillery, once the barrier and tactics are lost, how can one withstand it when the monster clan hits him face-to-face in hand-to-hand combat?
While the demon clan pays attention to individual combat power, three demons form a group and five demons form a team. They practice physical training and hand-to-hand combat since childhood. At this time, they can break through and kill happily.
The screams were endless, blood and flesh were splashed everywhere, and the sampans were flying around, even drowning out the sound of the surging river below.
Shrouded by three demonic clouds, there is no way for any fish to slip through the net to escape. They can only be trapped in it, causing the sky to be unresponsive and the earth to be inoperable.
How can Qingyang Peak Master sit still?
Like General Xiong, he also underestimated each other at the beginning.
Thinking that this group of monsters are just a mob, how could they be the opponents of the elites of their own sect?
He and his junior brother restrained the opponent's main combat force, and first let the fleet escape from the canyon before catching up to break through. This was the established policy.
But with a blind eye and no information about the cliff forbidden area, who would have expected that this is the direct line guard of the Demon King. It is no less elite than them, and its combat experience is far behind them. .
Coupled with the fact that the reserve of spiritual stones was exhausted, it was natural for him to be caught up and stopped before he could run far, and to fall into a purgatory of massacre.
Master Qingyang Peak was extremely anxious. If all his disciples and deacons died, what would be the point of returning to Qianyun Pavilion alone?
Qingyang Peak is the top lineage, the inheritance left by the ancestor himself!
I originally strived for perfection. Whether it was space turbulence or Xiao Yizhou, I never left anyone behind and led everyone step by step to where I am today.
As a result, he suffered heavy losses due to Lei Fengzi's obstruction. If he couldn't save it anymore, the whole army would really be wiped out. How could he be worthy of his brothers and sisters who sacrificed before, and how could he be worthy of his ancestors?
Thinking of his own magic weapon when he broke through the siege in Xiaoyizhou, all the chess pieces were thrown out as exchange pieces and self-destructed. The chess soul inside now has nothing to rely on and is still being nourished. If it is acted rashly, it is very likely that all the souls will be scattered.
But in the face of the lives of all the disciples in the peak, the natal magic weapon is relatively insignificant!
"Get up!"
The Qingyang Peak Master had no choice but to sacrifice the half-broken chessboard.
(End of chapter)