Originally, the people of Beidou Mansion had an advantage in both strength and numbers, and the reason why they returned in vain for the first attack was entirely because of the tacit cooperation of the monks of the Spirit Sect, but their own side did not have a single discipline. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But as soon as Zhang Qing was powerful, everyone immediately showed twelve points of strength, and this time it had an immediate effect.

After becoming a god, Lu Cheng's strength has increased slightly, and the quality of the mana transformed by divine power is much stronger than what he cultivated before.

So while the spiritualists were on the defensive, he happened to fly in with a fireball technique.

"Boom!" The sudden fireball slammed into a spiritual cultivator who was caught off guard, and it was instantaneous.

The force of the impact sent the struck monk backwards, and then the extremely hot flames engulfed him again.

"Crackling!" The sound of a burning flame rang out, followed by a burst of burnt smell.

"Ahh Save me, brother. The light on the spiritual cultivator who was hit flickered, and the mana in his whole body was agitating, trying to extinguish the fire on his body.

However, the flames brought by this spell could not be understood by mortal minds at all, and naturally they could not be extinguished like ordinary flames.

At this time, the monk's strong vitality became a kind of torture, and he was struggling on the ground while still crying out for help: "Help me, it hurts...... Yes! It hurts......"

Looking at the same door rolling on the ground, Ma Xiangdong immediately shouted to the people who were stunned on the side: "Water, hurry up, use spells to make water."

Although not everyone has attained the spell of Shui Xing, it is obvious that the spiritual cultivators present have practice, so after Ma Xiangdong's reminder, the monks who immediately reacted hurriedly released the spell.

"Poof! Woohoo......"

A slight modification of the spell, a large splash of water appeared out of thin air, easily extinguishing the flames.

"Help me...... Ho...... Ho ......"

But in a short period of time, the flames had broken through the mana barrier, burning the injured to the point of dying, and at this time he was lying on the ground unable to speak.

"Whew! Damn, I want you to die. "The tragic situation of the same sect aroused the anger of all the spiritual cultivators, and they were full of anger and vented all their strength.

Seeing the spiritual cultivator's explosive attack, Zhang Qing didn't worry, but looked at the injured person who fell to the ground with some thought: "This spiritual cultivation is a little fragile!"

Normally, monks have a certain amount of resistance to all kinds of spells, and mana is often the best barrier. Not to mention learning a few spells that might be used.

But the spiritual cultivation is obviously a bit abnormal, not only is the spell resistance extremely fragile, but it doesn't seem to have many spells.

"A sect like the Spirit Sect must not lack basic spells, and there are also water spells among other spiritual cultivators." Zhang Qing vetoed the possibility of a possible lack of spells for the first time, and after removing this possibility, and then looking at the extremely conspicuous spiritual object that was expressed, Zhang Qing's eyes lit up.

"Don't bother with those summoners, just find a way to attack the spiritual cultivator himself."

Zhang Qing didn't choose to make a move, but he gave advice.

The others were stunned, because the spirit summoning in front of the spiritual cultivator was very troublesome, and everyone had always directly attacked the spirit summoner, and then solved the spiritual cultivation, but they didn't think of bypassing it.

However, no one dared not listen to Zhang Qing's words. And like some experienced monks like Ziyang, there is obviously something different from it.

The same was true of the spiritual cultivator's reaction, as soon as he heard Zhang Qing's shout, everyone's faces changed, which also made people more sure of the guess in their hearts.

The summoner is stinky and hard, and a monk of the same level is not necessarily an opponent, let alone who wants to fight with a summoner?

However, spirituality is different, before everyone didn't attack them directly, it was completely because of low efficiency, with that strength and time, it was better to solve the spirit summoning first.

However, after listening to Zhang Qing's reminder, everyone was no longer entangled with the summoning spirits, just blocking their attacks, and more attacks were put on the spirits.

Occupying the advantage of strength, if the main target of the attack is the summoning spirit in front, Ma Xiangdong and the others can still support it, but when a few sharp sword lights flashed from their side, they were completely panicked.

"Sure enough," although a few deliberate swords were dodged, Ziyang didn't mean to be discouraged at all, but became excited, only to hear him say loudly: "I said, why do you think that the spirit summoning has been solved, you spiritual cultivation will admit defeat, I thought you shrank behind the spirit and lost your blood, it turns out that this is not the case." Your spiritual cultivation actually sacrificed your own abilities in exchange for the reminder of the spirit to be powerful.

It's ridiculous that such a deception has deceived the monks of the Seventeenth County for so many years. ”

Because of the inheritance and geographical isolation, most of the monks in the entire Jian Kingdom did not know much about spirituality, and coupled with the deliberate concealment of the spiritual cultivation itself, their biggest weakness was actually concealed.

Maybe some people were aware of this before, but the monks of the Jian Kingdom really fought too little, and in the end it still didn't spread.

However, at this time, Ziyang looked at the movements of the spiritual cultivators who were obviously slower than the monks of the same level, and then remembered the fragility of the monk just now, and immediately lifted this layer of fig leaf.

"I see, I'm just talking about why my fireball technique is so powerful." At this time, Lu Cheng also understood, and the attack in his hand was directly greeted to the back.

"Bell!" A purple flying sword flew over the horse's head again, and the golden shield on its body made a sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Ahh He had a talisman treasure, but ordinary people didn't have it, so Li Li seemed to manipulate the same Ziyang Flying Sword with contempt, splashing a splash of blood.

"Damn," the scene glimpsed out of the corner of his eye made Ma Xiangdong almost crazy, but in just a few dozen breaths, the spiritual cultivator who was pointed out to his weakness could no longer stop the attack of the chrysalis, and at this time there were already several people lying on the ground.

At the same time that the spiritual cultivators fell one by one, Zhang Qing had been watching quietly from the sidelines, as if he had no intention of making a move.

Another spiritual death, there are only two or three people left on the field who are struggling to support, and the people in Beidou are already teasing each other, I am afraid that they can be solved at any time.

"Finally can't help it?" At this time, Zhang Qing suddenly seemed to be talking to himself, and said softly to the air of no one: "I thought you would look at it like this."

"Do it," as soon as Zhang Qing's words fell, a loud burst of shouts sounded through the sky, and I saw a burst of bright stars suddenly erupt behind Zhang Qing, which was the body protection sword that was stimulated.

"Dangdang dang," like the battle between two peerless swordsmen, the dense sound of the exchange of blows covered all the sounds present for a while.

"Whoa!" At the same time, there was a sound of rubbing of branches and leaves, and several ancient pine trees on the cliff on the side also stood up and turned into giants several meters high.

There was still no figure behind him, but Zhang Qing could feel that the attack never stopped.

Although he was far away from Linyi at this time, and the divine power on his body had weakened a lot, Zhang Qing still maintained the strength of the middle stage of the sixth layer of Qi training, so he could clearly feel the invisible enemy behind him.

"Ding!" The attack behind him was never stopped, but there was a fluctuation in front of him, and Zhang Qingshan's fingers gently moved forward, making a clear sound with something invisible in the air.

"Huh~" The mana turned into a trace of silver sword qi on the tip of his hand, but he was still slightly injured, and a trace of blood flowed from his fingertips.

"Huh! It's pretty good! Zhang Qing didn't seem to be worried about the enemy's powerful weirdness, and he was even in the mood to comment.

Withdrawing his hand, the broken wound healed quickly, Zhang Qing continued to the unknown enemy: "Very powerful means, invisible and traceless, extraordinary strength, and there are still two.

I guess, this is also the summoning spirit of your Spirit Sect! I just don't know if it's one devotional or two devotionals, come out. ”

"Stomp!" As soon as Zhang Qing's words fell, he saw three figures appear in the distance, and the monk led by him had a pale face, looked at Zhang Qing, who was calm and composed, and said with great hatred: "Dao friendly and ruthless heart, so clever eyesight."