"First-level Dao Fireball Technique?hahaha, it turned out to be a waste of a bit of aura. ”

Regardless of whether there is aura or not, waste, it is still waste, Wang Hailong has already predicted the fate of Hao Xinren.

There are four kinds of spells in the world, Dao Law, Spirit Law, Divine Law, and Immortal Law.

Among them, the Taoist Law, the Spirit Law, and the Divine Law each have nine levels, corresponding to the nine grades of human immortals, earth immortals, and immortals.

Above the ninth-level divine law, there is only the immortal law.

There are many types of immortal methods, and their power is also different, and there is no way to rank them at all, and no one has the ability to do so.

But under the immortal law, all spells have a recognized law.

The power of the divine law is stronger than the spiritual law, and the power of the spiritual law is stronger than the Taoist law, and the higher the level, the stronger the power.

The first-level divine method is stronger than the ninth-level spiritual method.

The ninth-level Dao method is stronger than the eighth-level Dao method.

This is not absolute, the power of the spell is closely related to the caster's cultivation, talent, proficiency in the spell, and even the environment in which the spell is cast.

For example, the first-level Dao method in the hands of the Heavenly Immortals is much stronger than the fifth-level Divine Law in the hands of the Human Immortals.

But no matter how you look at it at this time, Wang Hailong has no reason to lose.

The Red Flame Knife belongs to the third-level Dao method, and the Fireball Technique is only the most ordinary first-level Dao method.

Wang Hailong is a three-grade immortal, and Hao Xinren is just a waste without any aura in his body.

"Lose, how can I lose?"

Wang Hailong's probability of losing is smaller than that of fighting the landlord, "You can second me with seventeen cards?"

But when the Red Flame Knife and the Fireball Technique converged, the accident still happened.

The Red Flame Knife faced the Fireball Technique, like a piece of snow encountering a fire, and did not even resist fiercely, and disappeared directly into the Fireball Technique.

"What's the situation? Could it be that the Fireball Technique is inherently restrained by the Red Flame Knife?"

This is the only answer Wang Hailong can come up with.

But he didn't notice that the speed of this first-level Dao method fireball technique was actually a little faster than the speed of the third-level Dao method Red Flame Knife.

Facing this fireball, Wang Hailong pinched his hands and said something in his mouth.

"Fireball. ”

The fireball seemed to dissipate a little faster than the Red Flame Knife.

"How is this possible, Fireball!"

"Fireball!"

"Fireball!"

......

Wang Hailong put ten fireball techniques before canceling out Hao Xinren's fireball technique.

"What the hell is going on?"

The same question appeared in the hearts of Wang Hailong and Hao Xinren.

"Fireball. ”

With the attitude of giving it a try, Hao Xinren shot another fireball.

"Come back?"

"Ice Heart!"

"Ice Heart!"

......

Ice and fire are mutually restricted, and only when these two types of spells meet, can the strong win.

But Wang Yinglong released the Ice Heart Technique eleven times in a row before it neutralized this fireball.

"Nanfu Gathering Energy Ring Fireball Technique, one group is stronger than ten?"

Hao Xinren seemed to understand something.

"Fireball!"

After seeing this fireball, Wang Hailong secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

When he received Wang Yinglong's last blow before he died just now, he had already exhausted most of the spiritual energy in his body.

Now in the face of this powerful fireball technique, it is really a little unbearable.

But you have to eat it if you can't bear it.

"Waste, I'm fighting with you!"

Wang Hailong gritted his teeth, took out a jade bottle, poured out three pale cyan pills from it, and swallowed them.

As soon as the three pills were entered, they turned into three clear streams, nourishing Wang Hailong's already somewhat dry sea of spiritual power.

"Red Flame Sword Formation!"

More than thirty Red Flame Swords appeared out of thin air, this was a fourth-level Dao method, and Wang Hailong could barely use it with the help of three Life-Breaking Pills.

He didn't want to drag it out, this move was enough to end the lives of Hao Xinren and the others.

"I'll go, more than thirty?"

Hao Xinren's eyes almost fell out.

With his proficiency in fireball art, he could only release one fireball at the most.

"Anyway, I've done my best. ”

Hao Xinren looked at the big cow and the iron egg on the ground, but still dispelled this thought.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Hao Xinren suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Originally, it only took two hundred points of spiritual power to release a fireball technique, but at this time, the spiritual energy in the system was actually reduced by 201 points.

"It's hard to ......"

Hao Xinren tried to inject a little spiritual power into the fireball technique.

Aura cost is 202.

"So it can be like this!"

Aura cost 300.

Aura cost 400.

......

More than 30 Red Flame Knives were cut off on the head.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Hao Xinren was in a hurry, and injected all the remaining nearly five thousand points of spiritual power in his body into the fireball technique.

The appearance of the fireball technique has not changed, nor has its might.

However, Hao Xinren could feel that its power was dozens of times stronger than before, or even hundreds of times.

"Fireball!"

Inside Lingshan Castle.

"How?"

"General Hui, judging from the traces of the battle, it should be two people who have just stepped into the earth immortal fighting. ”

"Are you sure you've just stepped into the Earth Immortal?"

"Judging from the traces of the battle, it should be so, but it does not rule out the possibility that the master may hide his cultivation. ”

"Forget it, you go down. ”

"Yes!"

This nine-foot-tall, bearded man is none other than Tu Jiusi, the third deputy general of the Lingshan tribe, and he is also the rotating city lord of Lingshan City this year, and his cultivation has reached the realm of the third-grade immortals.

After the spy was gone, he muttered silently:

"Did you just reach the Earth Immortal? No, the Earth Immortal would never have been able to send that kind of attack.

Although it is not strong, that pure spiritual power is by no means something that an ordinary earth immortal can emit.

Who the hell is he, and what is the purpose of coming to my mountain city?"

Tu Jiusi pinched his head.

"The hundred-year battle in Lingshan County is about to start again, but don't come up with any moths. ”

In front of the Linglong Building.

"Boy, do you dare to come to Linglong Building to snatch the spirit stone......?

Before he could finish his words, a package was thrown in front of him.

"What is this?"

He carefully opened the package, and it was Wang Yinglong's head inside.

"I want the best healing medicine in your shop. ”

"There are two Life and Death Creation Pills in the jade bottle, even if there is still a breath, they can be saved, and they are only sold for three thousand two hundred spirit stones.

The guest officer walked slowly. ”

Someone killed Wang Yinglong and took away the five thousand spirit stones of Linglong Tower.

This is the biggest news in Lingshan City today.

Some people spent thousands of spirit stones to buy such a "trivial matter" as healing pills, but no one paid attention to it.

Naturally, no one knows, both things were done by Hao Xinren.

With the help of the Thousand Illusion Talisman in Wang Yinglong's storage bag, he received his own five thousand spirit stones, and exchanged all the five thousand spirit stones for healing medicine.

"Iron egg, big bull, you two must not have anything to do. ”

Three months later.

"I remember I'm dead, Brother Hao, what's going on?"

"Who knows what's going on? Shut up, you!"

This is the twenty-fifth time that Da Niu asked.

Thinking about his five thousand spirit stones and more than six thousand spiritual powers, Hao Xinren couldn't wait to stab this big bull who kept sprinkling salt on his wounds to death.

"Da Niu, don't ask, let's go home. ”

Iron Egg seemed to know something.

"Oh, let's go, Brother Hao, let's go home. ”

My home?

Hao Xinren was a little surprised.

Yes, go home.