The torrential rain was like a note, lightning and thunder, and among the groves, there was a terrible scream. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The bodies of several immortal cultivators were cut in two from their waists, and the ones with a low realm had already been robbed, and the two who had entered the third realm and had tenacious vitality struggled on the ground, taking out the medicine and smearing it on the broken place indiscriminately, and their mouths let out screams and curses.

Wukong was still sitting cross-legged, the rain under him mixed with blood, and there was a bit of a monster in the thunder. The screams seemed to have not reached his ears, his eyes were slightly closed, and the exercises in his body were working, recovering the power of his soul little by little. A huge lightning bolt streaked through the sky and the earth, and many figures could be seen standing around the grove, both casual cultivators and disciples of the small Taoist system.

Seeing that Wukong had a problem, it was not only the group of immortal cultivators just now, but also those with slightly better eyesight, and Shi Ding, who made the shot, also saw it, so as long as they wanted to go out of the city and could pass the inspection of the Law Eye, they were all released. He himself is afraid of fame and exercises, and he can't take action to destroy the hidden danger of Wukong, but it doesn't prevent him from opening the door for those who want to do it.

When Wukong saw a few immortal cultivators in front of him, he knew that there must be more outside, and the Immortal Yuan of the Floating Life Valley may be too far away for these immortal cultivators who are wandering in the middle and lower levels of the cultivation realm, but Wukong is only a third realm, but he has a sonic boom in the fifth realm, and the exercises that he relies on to become famous, and he is seriously injured, just like a warm light in this rainy night, it is the holy place in the hearts of these tired travelers.

When he left Xinle City, he knew that he would face this situation, and if he still had Yuan Shi, he would definitely enter the city again and recuperate in the retreat provided by Ke Shoulou. It's a pity that he is penniless now, and entering the city is equivalent to entering the wolf's den, so he has to choose to fight wits and courage with the wolves in the wilderness, so he walks very slowly along the way, taking the opportunity to recover his strength, and now he only hopes that these people are suspicious of each other, so that he can have more time to recover.

It's a pity that there is more than one clear-eyed person, and at this moment, I heard someone shouting loudly with a voice infused with mana: "Don't think about others to consume your strength, if you wait for this person to recover, we may not be able to control it, let's go together, whoever falls into the hands will follow the fate." ”

As he spoke, several figures had already flown to the top of the grove, each casting a spell, and attacking Wukong from a distance, and the other teams looked at each other, and also surrounded the grove, attacking with magic weapons and talismans from a distance.

Wukong sighed in his heart, opened his eyes, and still maintained a cross-legged posture, the orange and yellow talisman on the palms of his hands flickered, pressed to the side of his body, and built four thick stone walls around his body, and people also stood up with strength.

After absorbing the demon refining beads, Ruyi can turn into beads, sink into the ground, and turn the power of earth into the vitality of heaven and earth, providing him with a relatively independent and safe space. It's a pity that if you want to turn into a bead, the soul power consumed is not a little bit of a star, and it would be good if these immortal cultivators were one or two hours late, when Wukong had already sunk into the ground and hid in a corner to recuperate.

At this time, dozens of spells and magic weapons had already hit the stone wall, and the stone wall was blasted into pieces of broken stones, Wukong punched his feet, and the broken stones were like a rain of bullets, shooting towards the surrounding immortal cultivators. The two sides are like this, each has its own fears, the heavens and the earth are separated, the immortal cultivators are bombarded with magic, and Wukong uses gravel to fight back, whenever the surrounding gravel is not enough, it will condense a wall of earth.

Wukong is not looking for death like this, but because only when his feet are on the ground, his mixed world exercises recover the most soul power, which is the so-called "power from the ground", and the power of the earth origin in his body is the most, and when he uses the earth practice spell, the soul power consumed is also the least.

The so-called patience is not as immovable as the earth, and the meditation is as deep as a secret treasure, only when the feet are down-to-earth, will it be more powerful; At the same time, the power of hegemony is the power of the body, and it is also the least consumed vitality of all his supernatural powers.

These are all because the text of Fu Zheng sank into every cell, and Wukong realized it in the past three months, so in the battle of Xinlecheng, he has always been down-to-earth, and he did not fly into the air to play cool and handsome.

Although his realm has dropped, the power of his soul and the automatic recovery ability of his vitality are still at the level of the fourth realm, which can completely make up for this level of consumption, and there is even a slight surplus. He just wanted to use this way, while consuming the mana of the immortal cultivators around him, while recovering himself little by little, and then looking for an opportunity to fight back or get out.

Soon, some immortal cultivators discovered this problem and loudly reminded the surrounding immortal cultivators: "Use any ability, this kid refuses to use more spells to be weird, can't let him be so easy!" ”

When Wukong heard this, it was the person who had just reminded everyone to besiege him, his eyes were cold, and he looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw that this team was composed of three third realms, and it should be all Confucian and Taoist clothes, and the clothes should be very uniform, and they should belong to a certain small Taoist system. They were separated in mid-air, and one of them sacrificed a suit of protective magic weapons composed of three small shields, rotating and protecting the three of them, while he himself pointed at the Dao talisman and looked at the four directions vigilantly, probably to prevent other immortal cultivators from sneaking up.

The second person commanded a flying sword with a sword finger, and from time to time it would turn into a dozen sword shadows, constantly harassing Wukong from behind, looking at the ease of appearance, it should not be full force, and the person who shouted should be him.

The last person stood behind the two of them, with a crescent-shaped magic weapon hanging in front of his chest, only two feet long, his eyes slightly closed, his lips open and closed, he was chanting some incantation, and his hands kept hitting the magic weapon on his chest, and the light red light on the magic weapon became more and more vivid, gradually like a substance.

Seeing Wukong looking at this side, the shouter's face froze, and then showed a sinister smile, his left hand touched the storage bag on his waist, and he shook his hand and shot out two fist-sized beads, the black beads were covered with thin holes, and there was a whining sound in flight, like a ghost crying.

The bead reached the top of Wukong's head in an instant, and the two collided together, and the sound of the ghost crying became louder, and many second-realm immortal cultivators around them stopped their spells and resisted. Ah Qi in the Divine Court opened his eyes at this time, and also stopped the cultivation of the Divine Forging Mantra, chanting with the phantom of the Jizo King Bodhisattva to resist the voice.

Because something is not a body of soul power, but a magic weapon made by a secret law, it cannot be sent into reincarnation.

Although Goku was not affected by this sound, he now wanted to end the battle quickly, because the sky was brighter, and if he delayed any longer, it would be more difficult to get out. Fortunately, now the soul power and vitality have recovered almost four figures, which is enough for a battle.

Thinking of this, Ruyi slashed in his right hand, Wukong used his background Ruyi Tong, and in a flash, he arrived behind the immortal cultivator who was preparing a crescent-shaped magic weapon, and the three shields immediately sensed, and they all gathered behind this person.

Wukong didn't care about it, and directly slashed it with a knife!

"Boom!" With a crisp sound, the shield was directly cut off, and the knife momentum was only a slight pause, and it slashed at the back of the man's head.

The man ignored the wishful thinking of the close body, and was still concentrating on slapping the magic robe into the magic weapon in front of him, giving his teammates considerable trust! His teammates did not live up to this trust, and the immortal cultivator who sacrificed the small shield slapped the Dao talisman in his hand directly on this person's body, and shouted fiercely:

"Decree! A thousand curtains! ”

The rain curtain turned into a circle of water-blue shields around the person, although a layer of water curtains was not a threat to the Ruyi Slash, but as the immortal cultivator continued to inject mana, layers of shields appeared in front of the Ruyi Slash continuously, and the momentum of the Ruyi Slash gradually became weaker and weaker.

And the flying sword commanded by another immortal cultivator also circled to Wukong's side, and sword shadows attacked his ribs.

Wukong didn't expect these three immortal cultivators to cooperate so tacitly, seeing that this knife was about to return in vain, Wukong's eyes flashed, and he suddenly pursed his lips and whistled, his soul power was like a needle, pointing directly at the brain **** of the immortal cultivator who maintained the water thousand curtain spell. The soul power entered the brain, and the immortal cultivator only felt that his divine consciousness suddenly hurt, the mana in his hand suddenly stagnated, the water curtain no longer appeared, and Wukong's wrist shouted force, and the speed of Ruyi slashing suddenly accelerated.

I don't want to, at this time, two black shadows flew towards Wukong from the other side, and suddenly collided heavily in a place very close to him, with a "bell" sound, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, and then the ghost cried, Wukong didn't check for a while, only felt that his brain was also muddy, and the strength in his hand was unconsciously loosened.

At this time, with the help of his companions, the immortal cultivator had already completed his preparations, and as soon as he slapped his chest, he spit out a mouthful of blood on the moon blade, and roared word by word: "East, string, break, birth!" ”

The magic weapon flew into the air from his chest, and the light was shining, as if a blood-colored jade disk had risen in midair.

After the cultivator finished roaring, he immediately rushed forward, hugged the companion in front of him, and fell sharply to the ground, and the other companion also recalled the magic weapon and fell to the ground.

From the moment the man shouted, Wukong used his background to pass through the wishes, to now, it is just a few snaps of fingers, and several people have already fought back and forth, and the other immortal cultivators originally had the mentality of watching the show, hoping that the strongest team on the bright side can have a defeat with Wukong, so that they can take advantage of the fisherman.

When the magic weapon flew out, the faces of several visionary immortal cultivators suddenly changed greatly, and before they could notify their companions, they dodged out first, and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way!" ”

As soon as Wukong woke up from his state with the help of the Heavenly Soul, he saw the immortal cultivator in front of him make a strange pushdown action, and he knew that the power of the magic weapon must be extraordinary. (To be continued.) )