Chapter 226 Mysterious Attack
Right now, the five halls of elixirs, spiritual talismans, magic weapons, puppets, and martial arts have only the three palaces of spiritual talismans, puppets, and martial arts left. Not every branch hall determines the winner, or the branch halls that reach an agreement are the same as the previous two halls of elixirs and five magic weapons. Some more foundation-building monks have gathered nearby, and the total number has reached hundreds.
With a bang, the Puppet Hall collapsed. The previously majestic sub-hall was turned into ruins. Two figures shot out from it, one black and one white. The figure in white suddenly turned out to be a masked man. Woman Luo It was clear, but the chest of the pure white dress was stained with large red blood stains. The other man with a hooked nose looked definitely not in good condition. His left arm was cut off at the root, and there was also a shallow sword slash on his neck. marks, almost hurting his life.
I don’t know which sect this hook-nosed man belongs to, but he is able to fight on a par with Luo Qing, or it may be said that he has joined forces with another person to fight Luo Qing fiercely. Only two came out at this time, and the other one may have been killed by Luo Qing in the puppet hall. But no matter what, to be able to fight Luo Qing in such a situation, this hook-nosed man is definitely not weak. It's just that Luo Qing's explosive momentum at this time has already stabilized the hook-nosed man. Lu Xiaotian secretly thought that there was no need for him to take action for the time being. And Tao Feng and Zong Sheng are still there.
"Junior sister Luo, it's great that you can come out." Tao Feng saw Luo Qing's face lit up, and without hesitation pulled out the Dark Wind Ruler, looking at the hook-nosed man coldly and said, "Are you going to kill yourself, or do you want me to do it?"
The waves of cold murderous aura that rippled out from the Dark Wind Ruler made the breathing of the foundation-building monks around him stagnate. Tao Feng's original cultivation level was not high, but with the help of the Dark Wind Ruler, even ordinary late-stage monks had the strength to compete with one of them. In battle, as long as you don't encounter a first-rate master in the late stage of foundation building, there will be no problem in self-protection.
"I'm afraid it's too early to say this now." A cold snort sounded, and a dozen gray figures descended from the sky. The leader was a middle-aged man with a broad face in the late stage of foundation building. He looked like an aquiline. The man with the nose looks somewhat similar and should be his elder. Behind him are three mid-stage monks and a dozen early-stage monks.
"Uncle, you're finally here. That's great. Help me take down these people."
The hook-nosed man was overjoyed when he saw this, and he held the sword casually. The ground tightened, and he was reassured. Although the other party came to help, more than a dozen people suddenly came to his side, and there was also a strong supporter in the late stage of construction. His individual strength was not much inferior to the other party, and The number is several times that of the other party. Except for the late stage of foundation building, even if others are inferior in individual strength, their numerical advantage is enough to make up for it. The hook-nosed man was a puppet that Luo Qing had obtained. There were three people who entered the puppet hall together. One of them had been killed by Luo Qing. Two of the three puppets had fallen into Luo Qing's hands. If he could After obtaining it and practicing the puppet technique, even if a late-stage foundation-building monk encounters him, he can only walk around. Now that they have the upper hand, they naturally want to take advantage of the situation to grab the benefits. There are so many foundation-building monks from other factions present. If they want to grab it, they must do it as soon as possible, otherwise things will change later.
Zhang Lan looked at the situation in front of him with flashing eyes. He had obtained the Alchemy Magical Artifact from the Magical Weapon Palace, but it had not yet been refined, and his strength had not improved much at this time. In his eyes, except for Tao Feng who already had a Dark Wind Ruler, Zong Sheng's strength was almost the same as his. Facing so many enemies, I am afraid that I may not be able to get a good deal. Although he had a temporary alliance with Zong Sheng and Tao Feng before, once he encountered unpredictable risks, this alliance became very fragile.
Even Zong Sheng and Tao Feng couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this situation. Based on their experiences, they naturally knew that Zhang Lan was absolutely unreliable at this time. Even if they were facing each other, they would probably be hesitant in a life-or-death situation.
Luo Qing also had a solemn look in her eyes at this time. The hook-nosed man and the other person she had killed before were quite extraordinary, so that now she also suffered some injuries.
Lu Xiaotian sighed secretly. This situation seemed to be impossible without taking action, but it was not the last moment, so he might not need to show up. Once he had an idea, Lu Xiaotian, who was among the crowd, quietly used the Ice Soul Xuanyin. Ice Soul Xuanyin is a spiritual attack, invisible and invisible. When people hear the sound of running water hitting rocks, they are attacked. The monks whose cultivation level is obviously lower than Lu Xiaotian have no power to parry at all. Only people like Yuan Hao, the most important disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, could only survive if he had a magic weapon to defend himself against spiritual attacks. It's just that the means of divine attack are extremely rare, and the magic weapons to defend against divine attack are even more scarce.
Although the spiritual consciousness of foundation-building monks is much stronger than that of Qi-refining monks, it is still not enough to launch a powerful spiritual attack. Only the extremely powerful Jindan monks have practiced some powerful skills. Only with the secret technique can it be possible to master this terrible method. It was obvious that among the many foundation-building monks brought by the broad-faced middle-aged man whom the hook-nosed man called his third uncle, the dozen or so fellow disciples who were in the early stages of foundation-building did not possess this magical weapon to defend themselves against spiritual attacks.
"Little trick!" The broad-faced middle-aged monk snorted coldly. This low-level spiritual attack had no impact on him at all, and he didn't even need to deliberately defend himself. There was a strange fluctuation in the surrounding air, and a large number of wind blades came densely in all directions. Although the number was extremely large, wind blades of this intensity could be resisted by even a late-stage Qi Refining monk, let alone a foundation-building monk. . The wind blade formed by this elementary spell cannot break through the defensive spirit shield of the foundation-building monk.
"Not good!" This is what the broad-faced middle-aged man originally thought, but the development of the matter was completely beyond his expectation. The dozen or so early-stage monks under his command all looked dull, not noticing the approach of these wind blades at all. His performance is not even comparable to that of monks in the early stage of Qi refining. The broad-faced middle-aged man quickly waved his hand to create several ice walls, blocking most of the wind blades from the ice walls.
A large number of wind blades plopped against the ice wall, leaving only a shallow white mark and unable to shake it at all.
It’s just that Lu Xiaotian thought of this situation when he took action, so he released a large number of wind blades. With the primary seal formed in his body, and with the support of strong magic power, he could already cast this low-level one instantly Spells. Perhaps cultivating an intermediate seal would enable him to defeat most of the foundation-building monks. However, when he chose to practice magic, he was forced into the mine by Qian Dali, leaving him with no other choice. With the help of various spiritual stones in the mine, and repeated practice day after day, year after year, the primary seal was condensed. If you practice the Dharma Seal to the intermediate level. Even he can't bear the consumption of spiritual stones now. After all, the large amount of spiritual stones needed to ripen the spiritual grass to refine various spiritual pills for fighting and improving cultivation is enough for him to drink a pot. Where does he have so much financial resources to upgrade the seal to the mid-term? Moreover, he already has the Alchemy Magical Artifact in his hand and can refine elixirs. Now that he has more choices, he does not need to spend a lot of time, energy and financial resources on pursuing the path of Dharma cultivation, biting off more than he can chew. Not bad, Lu Xiaotian still understands this truth. It's just that even though it's obviously wrong for this kind of elementary wind blade to appear in this situation, no matter what move it is, it has its use. This seemingly useless wind blade was like a stroke of genius when used by Lu Xiaotian. If the move was too powerful, it would be impossible for the broad-faced middle-aged monk Tu Fang to sit idly by and ignore it, thus missing the best opportunity. Now it is already too late to take action in a hurry.
Although the remaining three mid-stage foundation-building monks were not greatly affected, their first choice was to protect themselves instead of rescuing the low-level Taoist friends around them. And their reaction was similar to that of the broad-faced middle-aged monk Tu Fang. Even Tu Fang couldn't fully rescue them, let alone a few of them.
Whoosh...
Several wind blades flashed past the necks of several early stage monks. Several more wind blades passed through the early stage monk's waist or head. Tu Fang also saved three early-stage monks with ice money, but there were twelve other early-stage monks who were unprepared. Nine of them died. Three of them suffered injuries of varying severity and were temporarily lost. combat effectiveness. With one blow, nine early-stage monks were killed on the spot. Such power made the hundreds of early-stage monks on the scene stunned. The attack method is extremely simple, and because of this, it is even more weird. There are so many people present, many of them are experts, and they have not even been able to detect the specific person who made the attack. Tu Fang glanced in the direction of Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian was invisible among the crowd, disappearing from the crowd and not conspicuous at all.
To be able to kill and wound twelve people so accurately and instantly, they were all monks in the early stage of foundation building. There were also strong men in the later stage, but none of them had such a mysterious method.
The fact that he couldn't even discover who the other person was made him look even more terrifying. Tu Fang, a trace of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the hook-nosed man. Although they still had a certain advantage in numbers, they might not be able to securely defeat Luo Qing and the others in a real fight. Not to mention that the other party also has an unpredictable helper hiding around, who may come out at any time.
After a look of fear flashed across Zhang Lan's face, she did not hesitate anymore and chose to stand on the same front as Zong Sheng, Tao Feng and others, looking at Tu Fang and his group with eager eyes. It seems that they just waited for the mysterious person who just took action to show up, and then immediately attacked these people. At the same time, Zhang Lan's peripheral vision never left Zong Sheng and Tao Feng for a moment. Judging from the surprised expressions on their faces, these two people seemed to have no idea who the person who made the move was. Luo Qing, on the other hand, seemed to have surprise in his eyes, but also some hesitation, and he didn't look too sure. It's really unbelievable, but with strong support at your side, it is always an indisputable fact. With this person's methods, even ordinary late-stage monks are far from his opponents. As long as Tu Fang, who had just spoken, was stopped and did not dare to take action, this seemingly dangerous battle would not continue to worsen.
"Let's go!" After Tu Fang's expression changed for a while, he jumped into the air. The man with the hooked nose left this place without stopping, and flew into the distance. Everything that appeared in front of him was too weird. First, he witnessed the young man holding a fire dragon bow and arrow easily kill the late-stage foundation-building monks, and he was not timid at all in fighting against everyone. Then he encountered such a strange and extremely tyrannical opponent. Even though he usually thinks highly of himself, he has no confidence at all to continue to stay here.
Lu Xiaotian watched the departure of these people with cold eyes. Although he was very interested in what puppets there were in the Puppet Hall, after all, the centipede puppet was of no use to him, and he himself knew the art of puppets. Some of the treasures produced by Hunyuan Daozang are quite extraordinary, and many of them have become extinct in the world of immortality. If he can get a powerful puppet, his strength will undoubtedly increase even more. Of course, compared with the things in the Kung Fu Hall, Lu Xiaotian didn't want to cause trouble because of a puppet. Maybe after getting the Hunyuan Jing, he wouldn't be so polite if he met this group of people again.
After Tu Fang and the hook-nosed man left, the surrounding atmosphere seemed a bit strange. In comparison, only Luo Qing, Tao Feng, Zong Sheng, and Zhang Lan looked calm, at least on the outside.
An hour later, the Lingfu Palace collapsed. Wen Fu, a monk in the late stage of Qingdan Palace's foundation construction and an old acquaintance of Lu Xiaotian, vomited blood and flew backwards. When he landed on the ground, he was already dead. And the one who rushed out immediately was Duan Huitian, the Nanhuang monk who had fought with Lu Xiaotian. It's just that at this time, Huitian's attire has changed into a cold, middle-aged man in black robe, replacing the original obvious attire of a Southern Wilderness monk. It’s just that his appearance can deceive others, but how can it affect Lu Xiaotian’s judgment. These two people were the only ones who rushed out of the Spirit Talisman Palace. It seemed that the other person had also died. He was actually able to kill Wen Fu during this period, and his strength should have improved. However, he originally had a strange black mirror on his body, and Wen Fu's methods were considered ordinary. His death at the hands of Duan Huitian was not a surprise.
"Wen..." Among the many foundation-building monks, a young man seemed unable to hold back and almost shouted out, but when he saw Duan Huitian's sharp eyes, he swallowed his words abruptly. . At this time, there are no other powerful monks in Qingdan Palace, so it can be said that it is alone. If this very powerful man in black robe realizes that he is Wen Fu's fellow disciple, I am afraid that he will be destroyed soon.
After Duan Huitian killed Wen Fu, he had no intention of leaving anymore. Four of the five halls had been decided, and only the last Kung Fu Hall was left. The faces of so many monks present looked quite disappointed. , after all, they can practice to the foundation building stage. When they first established the foundation, they chose the technique that suits them in the sect. It is unrealistic to want to change things and start all over again. What's more, no matter how powerful the skills are, they can be practiced faster and the fighting skills are more powerful, but in the final analysis, whether a monk is strong or not depends on his own cultivation, the strength of his magic weapon, and his talent for cultivation. . It's not like you can easily defeat monks of the same level after possessing an unparalleled ancient technique and practicing it for decades. In fact, there are not enough spiritual stones and elixirs to support, and the qualifications are poor. If the attributes are not matched, no matter how good the skills are, they can only be used to sell some spiritual stones. Before it is sold, it is no different than a piece of trash.
(End of this chapter)