Chapter 1113 Watching the Fire from Across the Bank
"The enemy's reinforcements are coming, don't fight in vain, get them immediately." The leader of the ghost-faced man in black flipped his palm, and a simple and crystal-red long bow appeared. The sound was like the sound of a broken casserole, rough and extremely unpleasant.
The leader of the ghost-faced man in black drew a long bow, and a long fire arrow trailed a fire tail several feet long, chasing the wind and the moon, and shot towards Yuan Jing. The arrow's power was terrifying.
"Brother Jing, you deal with this ghost-faced man in black. Leave the man in the yellow turban and the Ye family monk to me." Seeing the powerful enemy reappear, Makino Yiren's pretty face was a little pale, and the purple gourd in his hand was gone again. If you move, your body shape will increase a lot. The mouth of the gourd was filled with electric light. Purple clouds of thunder were rolling inside, and lightning flashed as lightning struck the monks of the Ye family and the man in the yellow turban.
"You want to fight one against three? What a fool's errand." Although one of the Ye family monks was seriously injured, he could still be considered a fighting force.
Although the man in the yellow turban was surprised that these ghost-faced men in black came from nowhere, let alone their details, the enemy of his enemy was his friend. Now that they all had a common enemy, it was natural to join forces to fight against them.
Yuan Jing has already used the Guidance Spirit Pearl. He doesn’t know when enemy reinforcements will arrive, so he can’t hold back at this time.
The man in the yellow turban offered a pair of gold and silver balls the size of ocean bowls. These gold and silver balls were made by him from thousands of years of wind gold and wind silver. It is extremely heavy and has the swiftness of the wind element. Extremely powerful.
Once the pair of gold and silver balls were sacrificed, they were like twin beads, hitting Makino Yiren head-on.
The two monks from the Ye family swayed and turned into a huge ice evil black eagle. The huge ice eagle flapped its wings and quickly grabbed Muye Yiren. It would be better to break his ten fingers than to hurt him. One of them pointed out that several people planned to take down Makino Yiren in one go, and then work together to surround and kill Yuan Jing.
Makino Yiren's face turned red, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and hit it on the purple gourd. Suddenly there was a loud thunder in the purple gourd, and thunder struck the ice eagle, gold and silver balls, the ice shards shattered, and the thunder exploded. It turned into scattered mana, surging around, and occasionally hitting the ground. Suddenly, whether it was a monster on the ground or the golden elixir of the convoy, the foundation-building monks were all affected. They looked at the fierce battle above their heads in horror. , lest I avoid it.
The Ice Fiend Black Eagle flew around in random directions, and the gold and silver balls were also repelled by Ziyin Thunder again and again. However, Makino Yiren's expression gradually turned pale. With her strength, she could not defeat many by one person. Now it's just trying to survive by relying on secret techniques.
As for Yuan Jing, there are three ghost-faced men in black, each holding a stone spear, forming a three-talent formation, surrounding five shadowy headless corpses in the middle. Although the five shadowy headless corpses had just been eroded by the Yingang Fu Demon Circle's crystal light blue armor on the surface, their defense power had been reduced.
Under the injury, the attack power of the shadow headless corpse becomes even more fierce. Fighting with three ghost-faced men in black from the air to the ground, they fought in several places, with corpses and gun shadows running rampant. Wherever it passed, all the ice spiritual trees were damaged, and no spiritual beasts or low-level monks survived.
Besides these two battle circles, there is another battle that is particularly fierce. The leader of the ghost-faced man in black looked solemnly, and he pulled the crystal red long bow one after another, and arrows rained down. Yuan Jing's large bronze bell protects the body, and his hands pound it out one after another. Huge sound blades collided with the long arrows shot by the ghost-faced man in black in the air. In an instant, the two sides fought hundreds of times.
After all, the big bronze bell was not powerful enough, and the spiritual light above it gradually faded. There was no trace of panic on Yuan Jing's face. Stretching out his left hand, Yuan Jing found a strange token about the size of a foot made of strange stone floating on his hand.
"Qiantu Order!" Yu Chiyu couldn't help blurting out when he saw this token.
A strange color also flashed across Lu Xiaotian's face. The Gantu Ling is the best among the earth-type psychic instruments, and it has the strange magical power to mobilize part of the power of the earth. "Qiantu Ling, bind!" Yuan Jing spat out a few coldly, and saw circles of earth-yellow spiritual light appearing above the Qiantu Ling, flying towards the long flaming arrows.
The flaming red arrow is extremely fast, but the khaki aperture seems to be extremely slow, but it happens to be blocked in front of the flaming red arrow, with circles of khaki aura. In the shape of a top, long flaming arrows kept pace with the khaki light.
"Fire Spirit Ghost Slayer Talisman!" The leader of the ghost-faced man in black shouted lowly and reached out to slap him. A palm-sized fiery red talisman floated into the air and turned into a huge fire character. The word "fire" just flashed across a distance of hundreds of feet, and appeared again, already several feet in front of Yuan Jing.
"Qian Tu Ling, Yu! Tu Ding Jia!" Yuan Jing's face was slightly shocked. He quickly took out his earth spirit armor.
A thick earth shield blocked the huge fire character out of thin air. Boom, the earth shield turned into countless fragments in the collision with the fire character. The remaining power of the Fire Ghost Slayer Talisman struck Yuan Jing's chest, and his earthen cauldron armor also suffered a huge impact, with slight cracks appearing on its surface. Yuan Jing's body fell from the air.
"Brother Jing, how are you?" Makino Yiren was in the midst of a fierce battle with the man in the yellow turban and two Ye family monks from the Tianwu Kingdom. It was a sign of hard work. When he saw Yuan Jing actually Being knocked down from the air by the ghost-faced man in black, I couldn't help but feel anxious.
"It doesn't matter, the opponent won't have many of these talismans. If it weren't for the fire spirit ghost-killing talisman, the ghost-faced man in black would be helpless. The enemy is coming with more force than you and I expected. It's not advisable to fight with an enemy. Wait for help to arrive. It won't be too late to turn around and fight again. Yiren, follow me and retreat quickly! "
Yuan Jing looked embarrassed, but in fact he was not seriously injured. At this time, a message was hurriedly sent to Makino Yiren.
"Okay, Brother Jing, please help me. These guys are too difficult to deal with. I really can't get away on my own." Makino Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly used Ziyin Mianlei to block the three The person's attack swayed and flew hundreds of feet in the direction of Yuan Jing.
"Where to escape!" The man in the yellow turban shouted and came after him. Before he could make a sound, the gold and silver balls had arrived.
Yuan Jing made a move with the Gantu Ling in his hand. Two yellow air arrows hit the gold and silver balls. The man in the yellow turban screamed. The gold and silver balls seemed to have lost control and hit the ground respectively. Suddenly, the ground was filled with demons. Beast, the monks in the melee suffered disaster. Hit by the extremely heavy gold and silver balls, the ground turned into a puddle of meatloaf.
“Let’s go!” Yuan Jing and Makino Yiren ignored the convoy below that was still fighting with the monsters. The man in black with a ghostly face in the air, and the man in a yellow turban were chasing after them. The two of them faced the ground. Fly away.
According to Yuan Jing's idea, as an earth cultivator, with the Qiantu Order in hand, he naturally has his feet on the earth, and his combat power is higher.
“Chase!” The leader of the ghost-faced man in black fired an arrow angrily, swayed, and chased after the two men. The other three ghost-faced men in black and the five shadowy headless corpses were still fighting. Yuan Jing reluctantly looked back at the five shadowy headless corpses. These five headless corpses were the ones he spent a lot of time on. It was bought at a price, and it took decades of hard work and wasteful resources to refine it. During this period, he also received a lot of support from his family. If he hadn't been expected to be promoted to a great monk, he wouldn't have been able to receive such support.
(End of this chapter)