Chapter 68 The Treasure of the Heavenly Book (4)
Ding-dang-dang-dang.
The treasure light flashes, and all kinds of magic weapons fly and collide in the sky.
Yuan Wuwang and Yuan Xiaodie, father and daughter, were sweating through their clothes at this time. They used all their strength to activate a total of six flying cones and set up a Liuhe array to resist the six Fang families in Ranhun Mountain. Siege of the monks.
Yuan Wuwang is actually a master among the low-level casual cultivators. There are not many Qi-training monks like Lu Cheng who spend a lot of spiritual stones to buy more than a dozen pieces that he may not be able to use in his life. A magical weapon.
Most normal Qi-training realm monks cannot even afford three high-grade magical weapons that are in line with their own realm.
Monks like Lin Qingyue and Lin Chuanli are already very wealthy.
Because daily self-cultivation and learning of spells require resources.
The Yuan family father and daughter have six magic weapons and the formations that match them. Of course they are masters, otherwise they would not have been able to stop them for so long.
"Xiaodie, you go first, daddy will come to cut off the queen for you."
Under the siege of flying swords, flying forks, flywheels and other magic weapons, Yuan Wuwang felt that he was in a dead situation and whispered to his daughter.
When Yuan Xiaodie heard this, she just shook her head with tears in her eyes, but did not move.
"Xiaodie, do you want me to die in peace?"
At this moment, there was a bang.
Yuan Wuwang and Yuan Xiaodie were shocked and looked away, only to see that three of the six Fang family monks who were besieging them had fallen down.
Lin Chuanli, holding a black staff, was fighting with the remaining three Fang family monks who looked frightened and panicked.
“Nine Lies Magic Wand?”
Yuan Wuwu whispered as he noticed the dark color in Lin Chuanli’s hand. It was engraved with nine magic dragons wandering around and clouds of fire lingering on it. exclaimed.
Because this object has such a resounding reputation, although it is only a third-level low-grade magic weapon, its actual value is far greater than that of a third-level high-grade or even fourth-level magic weapon.
Because this Nine Spirits wand has been exquisitely designed, it can be filled with spirit stones inside, so that monks in the late stages of Qi training can use foundation-building magic weapons. The power each time it is inspired is slightly more powerful than the fire thunder bead. It's bad, but it doesn't require the monk to consume too much mana in a short period of time, and it can be used repeatedly.
For many years, only the most valued junior of the Burning Wood Mountain Forest family can hold this wand.
However, it is said that it was accidentally lost many years ago, but unexpectedly it appears in Lin Chuanli's hands today. In this way, as long as this person does not die, he will at least be the elder of the Lin family in the future, and may even inherit the position of the head of the Lin family. .
The explosion just now was obviously caused by Lin Chuanli activating the Nine Lies Magic Wand, instantly killing three Fang family monks and breaking the deadlock.
"If he can really succeed as the head of the Lin family in the future, then even if Xiaodie becomes his concubine, it will not be considered an insult."
Yuan Wuwu's surprise was only short-lived. In a short moment, he came back to his senses the next moment and controlled the Liuhe Flying Cone to cooperate with Lin Chuanli's siege. Within a few seconds, the remaining three Fang family monks died tragically and were burned by the fire under the Nine Lies Magic Wand. No bones were left. .
"Hmph, Yuan Wuwu, why didn't you tell me earlier that you had the Heavenly Thunder Son in your body? It was such a waste for you to use it."
After killing six Fang family monks, Lin Chuanli held the black staff upside down and walked away. When he came to the Yuan family's father and daughter, he frowned and said this.
“…you”
Even though she was a little afraid of the other party, when her father was reprimanded like this, Yuan Xiaodie couldn’t help but step forward to refute.
"What Young Master Lin taught you is, uh, shall we look for Miss Qingyue and the others now?" Knowing that the other party had been hiding their strength until now, when they met the Foundation Establishment monks, they had to show it. With all his strength, Yuan Wuwang became more and more frightened and awed, and he came behind Lin Chuanli and spoke humbly.
"No need, Aunt Qingyue has her own destiny. I have already sent the messenger talisman to the family. The most important thing for us now is to get the treasure of the Book of Heaven immediately."
The ruthlessness shown by Lin Chuanli at this moment , which made both the father and daughter of the Yuan family feel chilled in their hearts.
Yuan Xiaodie wanted to say something else, but Yuan Wuwang stopped her with his gaze. She didn't understand why with Lin Chuanli's appearance this time, her father seemed to be even more afraid of trying to please him.
On the other side, Lu Cheng and Lin Qingyue have been trying their best to avoid the pursuit of Fang Yanling, the head of the Fang family.
The monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm have condensed their spiritual consciousness, and there is nothing to hide from them.
In addition, the speed of flight is much faster than that of Qi-training monks, so it is really not easy to successfully avoid it.
In an underground stone chamber that is close to the main tomb, two Fang family monks who are chasing the lost target are exploring the surroundings.
One of the monks with a withered face took out a piece of talisman paper, lit it with magic fire and blessed himself with a black gold armor talisman. The color of black gold was faintly visible on his exposed skin.
"Alas. I have never seen you so afraid of death. Low-level defensive talismans like this are the most effective within a certain period of time after being activated. It is useless for you to use it like this." Another The monk from the Mingfang family couldn't stand his own clansman and complained.
"Humph, the matter belongs to the family, and my life is my own. I am not like this. What if a master suddenly comes out and kills me with a sword?" the yellow-faced monk retorted.
"But the spirit stone is your own. You don't need to use the spirit stone to buy the spiritual talisman? How much will you have left after you go on a family mission like this?"
The last two words "spiritual stone" have not been spoken yet, this name The monk from the Fang family saw a purple silk ribbon rolled through the air, binding the hand he used to draw the sword. The next moment, a cold light flashed through his throat, and he felt a pain in his throat, and his eyes quickly turned dark.
On the other side, the yellow-faced monk first heard a clang, like gold and jade clashing, and the next moment a golden sword light flashed. His last thought in this life was: Fortunately, I used the defensive talisman.
Thump, thump, the two bodies fell to the ground together.
Lu Cheng and Lin Qingyue flew out from the shadows. The yellow-faced monk's black gold armor talisman was at its peak effectiveness. Unfortunately, Lu Cheng's sword, pure Jun, and the golden light and fierce fire sword overlapped. With the help of the force, the power of the sword light that finally killed him had exceeded the upper limit of defense of the black gold armor talisman.
How could one use the defensive talisman of the Qi-training realm to block the swordsmanship attack of the Foundation-building realm?
Lu Cheng and Lin Qingyue looked at each other and were about to leave, when an old Taoist priest wearing black and white robes with an eagle nose and a wide mouth walked out from behind the stone pillars of this stone room.
He glanced down at the bodies of the two Fang family monks, and said coldly: "You two guys killed my Fang family monks, and you just want to walk away like this?"
While the old Taoist priest was speaking, his hands behind his back were also clasped, and thunder, lightning, and lightning had gathered in his hands to gather momentum.
“Ha, you have been driving us here all along”
Xiang Zi didn't say anything at all, and the tip of the Fiery Golden Light Sword in Lu Cheng's hand was almost handed to the throat of the old Taoist in front of him.
From the moment everyone saw the Fang family monks, they ran away with all their strength, and then the Fang family monks chased after them. It was definitely not to catch up with Lin Chuanli and Lin Qingyue to reminisce.
Since we are determined to fight to the death, why waste any more words?
However, although he had killed two foundation-building monks and several third-level monsters before, he knew that he was in trouble. Lu Cheng knew that even if he, Lin Qingyue, and Liu Baihong were facing The chance of winning against the veteran in front of him would not be more than 50%.
This time is not in the South Tower. There is no forbidden screen, no poison, no five fire thunder beads, and no one is secretly killing Fang Yanling behind his back.
This time, it was almost just his own sword. "Good swordsmanship!"
The Fiery Golden Light Sword led Lu Cheng's figure forward, and the sword light took off his hand and stabbed out, sharp and bright!
The eyes of the old Taoist wearing black and white robes almost reflected the shape of the Fiery Golden Light Sword, and he instantly glimpsed the mystery hidden in it.
The next moment, his whole body suddenly flew up and turned into a gray cloud, avoiding the assassination of the sword light and the changes in Lu Cheng's killing moves.
Clang.
Loss of target, sword light points two points.
The swords of Chunjun and Liehuo circled around the gray cloud and killed each other, but failed to reach the target and could only reverse and fly back.
This is the first time that someone has instantly broken through Lu Cheng's double-sword hiding, overlapping and advancing offensive.
The gray cloud moved aside and Fang Yanling appeared on the stone wall. He waved his hand, and two cones of lightning shot towards Lu Cheng at a terrifying speed.
However, the young Taoist leaned forward to avoid it, and there were only two blood marks on his chest and shoulders.
"Huh? Can you dodge?"
I am good at thunder magic. Although it is not from the orthodox method, Fang Yanling knows that the two lightning stabs she just made have been It exceeded the normal response speed of Qi-training monks.
Even if he reacted when he saw his shoulder move, he couldn't easily dodge it with that speed of movement. But the other party managed to avoid it, so of course he was surprised.
"Then see if you can dodge this move."
As soon as the thought came to his mind, a yellow paper talisman appeared between Fang Yanling's fingers. The magic fire burned out instantly to match his own magic power. With a wave of his sleeve, the gas condensed into clouds in the stone chamber, and several blue-violet thunder lights fell from it. Then, the clouds, thunder and light quickly enveloped Lu Cheng.
“Fortunately, in a space with limited space, my Shisui state of mind has almost the same effect as my divine consciousness, and I can observe the changes in his spells, otherwise I would be seriously injured in the first move. This This guy may not be stronger than Chen Tianxiong, but his thunder skills are really terrifying!"
His body retreated quickly, and at the same time, Lu Cheng controlled the Chunjun and Liehuo swords with his sword skills, and slashed into the thunder clouds.
This spell must have something to remove the power of the spell. Although Lu Cheng also feels sorry for his flying sword, he is more important after all.
A sword is neither a friend nor a lover. Sword practitioners must hold the hilt of the sword firmly. You are its master, and you are not in an equal relationship with it.
The Chiji Heart Technique Pulse-breaking Sword Qi in the body is running at full strength, blessing the two swords from a distance, and the Chunjun and Lihuo swords are strangled in the air, just like two dragons fighting each other, but the power of each other's swords are flying around each other, and Yue Yun is unlucky. The stronger you are, the faster your sword speed will be.
Then, the old Taoist Fang Yanling watched almost dumbfounded. His two thunder cloud spells were changing between the two sword lights and strangled each other. Every time they struck, they always failed to land. , the power was gradually exhausted by the changes in the sword light of the two swords.
Boom, boom, boom, thunder and light rain fell, but it was as if it had been rehearsed in advance, and it always passed by the light of the two swords.
But the next moment, the old Taoist Fang Yanling looked at Lu Cheng, and his eyes became more fierce and terrifying:
Such swordsmanship is almost superb, Lu Cheng said that he is not a swordsman in the world. Fang Yanling, the proud disciple of Dharma Lineage, didn't believe it at all.
This guy's base is probably ten times more terrifying than the Ranmushanlin family. It is impossible to say whether he is a disciple of the twelve sects or even an outsider.
It’s okay if you don’t offend such a person. If you have offended him, then you have to kill a hundred of them.
“Go, kill him!”
Fang Yanling raised his arm and pointed at the young Taoist from a distance.
From the big sleeves of his broad robe, a pitch-black poisonous insect with hundreds of legs crawled out from his withered arm.
The next moment, the poisonous insect disappeared.
And Fang Yanling continued to prepare the next spell without any delay. At this moment, he also aroused some competitiveness and wanted to defeat the true disciple of the great sect in front of him with the spell he had learned. , confirming what I have learned throughout my life.
But at this moment, a pale girl in purple suddenly walked between the two people, raised her hand and threw a spiritual talisman:
Third-level spiritual talisman, Kunyuan Fire symbol.
Boom.
The soaring blazing flames almost turned the entire stone chamber into a realm of fire.
Even Fang Yanling frowned slightly and took a few steps back due to the fierce fire.
“Quickly, take me away.”
Lin Qingyue’s pretty face was so pale that she almost fainted. Seeing this, Lu Cheng said nothing, and in a flash of light, the bat wings on his back stretched out, Suddenly, she hugged Lin Qingyue and left the place quickly.
“My little friend, you can’t escape under the lock of your consciousness. Why don’t you fight with me and die happily!”
Facing Fang Yanling's spiritual message, Lu Cheng suppressed the rising fighting spirit in his heart and quickly left the place with Lin Qingyue.
If you fight him to the death here, your chance of winning is only about 20%. There is no need to increase the chance of winning for your opponent. If you add more, your chance of winning will become negative.
Using a third-level breath-condensing talisman, Lu Cheng also took a Yuan-returning elixir, but he took a third-level Yuan-returning elixir, the kind given to Foundation Establishment monks.
With your own mana control ability and meridian strength, you can barely bear the power of this elixir, but the erysipelas will still accumulate in large quantities. You cannot take a second one within five years after taking one, otherwise, you may die.
At this moment, Lu Cheng suddenly felt shocked, as if he had overlooked something.
"Brother Fang? Lin Chuanli? Lin Tianshu?"
These people flashed through my mind, but they were none of them. Lu Cheng lowered his head suddenly, and sure enough he saw a pitch-black poisonous insect with hundreds of legs crawling onto his leg.
"How could I forget, this is the southern border of TM!"
All the monks are sick, and they feel it is not in line with their status if they don't raise some bugs.
But at this moment, there was a flash of golden light, and the Hundred-Poison Golden Silkworm Gu ran out and bit the centipede poisonous insect without being summoned by Lu Cheng. However, Lu Cheng is also considered to be half from Southern Xinjiang.
The Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu reached the seventh level of Qi training when it was born. Some time ago, it found a spiritual insect fruit in its world, and after eating it, it was promoted to the twelfth level of Qi training.
Coupled with his innate talent for being an insect, at this moment he is inextricably biting with the third-level centipede poisonous insect.
But Lu Cheng was not interested in fighting insects at this time. He summoned the Fiery Golden Light Sword and slashed it down with one strike.
At this time, the old Taoist Fang Yanling of Luanhun Mountain, who was originally following behind, suddenly froze, and then blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.
He wiped it, but couldn't wipe it clean for a while. Naturally, he knew in his heart that his poisonous poison was gone.
"Haha, hahahahaha. It's interesting, it's really interesting. My centipede has even been bitten to death by Foundation Establishment monks. I didn't expect that it would be broken into the hands of a junior today, hahahahaha..."
While laughing wildly, in the eyes of this veteran, the blazing murderous intention seemed to be turning into reality. The flying escape of the pursuer is therefore a bit faster.
(End of this chapter)