The glutinous rice rune paper looked messy, but in fact, it was thrown out of his hand after deep consideration. Her divine sense is very stable and powerful, even if it is a rune paper that has already been shot, she can probably still feel the flow of aura.

She had even deliberately practiced and mastered the way those spells burned, and as long as her divine consciousness was still covered on that spell, she would be able to tell where those spells had started to weaken.

In the past, she had used such a heroic way of burning talisman paper to fight with others, but at that time she really didn't understand anything, just threw her anger around. It was only later that when the cultivation level came up and I had more contact with more powerful people, I gradually began to have some ideas.

The spells in these runes were not powerful after all, and since that was the case, she considered taking another path.

A single spell can't hurt the enemy, so she covers two, three, four.

If any immortal cultivator heard the idea of glutinous rice, he would definitely say that she was messing around.

In the same time and space, there is a limit to the number of spells that can be sustained. Because between heaven and earth, the spirit of the aura is constant. When the monk casts a spell, on the one hand, he forcibly reveals the aura in his body in the form of a spell, and on the other hand, he is also burning the aura that flows from heaven and earth. In a short moment, borrowing the aura from the outside to echo it, this can really cast the entire spell.

It's like when Nuomi is performing the Cloud Dew Technique, if she is in a place full of aura, the aura can condense the dew casually, and she naturally doesn't need to bother like that. And in a place where the aura is already very barren, if you want to cast a spell, you must have enough aura.

In a small space, if you want to cast several spells at the same time, there is no doubt that the aura outside is not enough, it depends on the cultivator's own cultivation. The outburst was too violent in one moment. It is likely that they will object to themselves causing harm.

These most basic things, glutinous rice still understands.

So when she was outside, she never dared to try so indiscriminately.

However, in this ethereal fantasy. It's not the same again. The aura in this illusion can be said to be inexhaustible, and a piece of rune paper can't burn the aura around it. Glutinous rice has been practicing for a long time, and this is the first time I have noticed this situation. Since she didn't need to bother to manipulate it, she didn't hesitate to throw the rune paper out of her hand more quickly.

Moreover, because she was able to monitor the trend of the spell all the time, she was able to quickly add another spell to the exhaustion before the spell was exhausted, as if there was no interruption and exhaustion in the middle of the spell.

Ordinary spells, only at the intermediate level of the alien product or above, can have such a huge and uninterrupted explosion. But under the deliberate control of glutinous rice, in the space shrouded by spells, spells seem to fall endlessly, not to mention gaps, and there is not even a place to settle in the middle.

Ye Fan and the others looked at the area where the glutinous rice was thrown out. In my heart, I substituted myself into it, and my face couldn't help but be cold.

They were also completely unconfident that they would be able to avoid such a large number of spells.

But now, glutinous rice is standing with them, and light yì will not move towards them. Every time they think about this, they can breathe a sigh of relief.

Although they all felt that even the clothed man might not be able to escape from such a large and dense area of spells, they still cheered up. clenched his fists slightly.

The flying sword that hung quietly in the air seemed to feel their thoughts, and at this time it also trembled, and the blade of the sword was crooked, and the tip of the sword pointed straight into those spell areas.

"Be careful, he's not in there."

Nuomi stood behind those sword cultivators, but there was no relaxed look on his face at all.

Those few sword cultivators were also grim-faced. Needless to say, the horror in my heart is not to be said.

They watched the glutinous rice go that way. When the other party was not paying attention, a few rune papers that burst out in a moment were able to trap everyone inside. They really didn't expect the man in the cloak to be able to escape.

However, Nuomi's mind has always been in that talisman array, and they naturally know that Nuomi will not say anything unfounded.

The glutinous rice fell. They began to watch their surroundings vigilantly.

But when they looked ahead, they didn't notice that the ground beside them had loosened slightly, and a thin mark had risen from the side. They were still looking at the area of spells in front of them, trying to be vigilant, but suddenly out of the corner of their eyes, a black shadow suddenly jumped up.

"Right!"

Several sword cultivators were shocked and wanted to turn the flying sword, but there was no time.

Glutinous rice was also taken aback, but he didn't expect that the other party had already sneaked into them from the ground when they weren't paying attention.

The man in the cloth smiled softly, and was about to pounce on the glutinous rice, but there was a sudden darkness in front of him, and he saw the pillar with both fists closed and blasted towards him. Even if the man in the cloth reacted flexibly, he was completely taken aback at this time.

The pillar's fist was not very fast, but it was very steady. He seemed to have known that the other party would attack from this side, so he was not in a hurry at all, he had prepared his fists early, and waited for the other party to collide with him.

The man in the cloth twisted his waist in his busy schedule, and very reluctantly avoided the punch of the pillar, and saw that the fist of the pillar had suddenly loosened, and grabbed it towards him. The palm of the pillar was like a large fan, almost occupying his gaze.

"Tsk, little dolls can also play tricks."

The man in the cloth flicked his tongue fiercely, and was about to retreat, but suddenly felt a tightness in his feet, and the whole person had sunk towards the ground.

He felt bad in his heart, and when he looked down suddenly, he saw that a thin vine had been wrapped around his ankle at some point. The vine was probably only the thickness of his fingers, and there were no branches and leaves on it, so the pull was not very strong. As long as he struggled hard, he was afraid that he would be able to break free from the vine.

However, he really didn't even have the time to earn that now.

The palm of the pillar had already grabbed in front of him, and the flying swords of the five sword cultivators had also turned around him like spirit snakes, and the spiritual power was flowing on the sword body, obviously ready to burst out the spiritual energy on the flying sword in one breath and take him away in waves.

The Monk stammered slightly, his eyes suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look at the palm of the pillar reaching out towards him.

I didn't see much movement from him, but at this time, his eyes changed, and his movements suddenly became slippery, and he greeted him with the hand of the pillar.

Although the pillar was stunned, he didn't have time to think too much about it at this time, and his hand had already been attached to the man in front of the clothed man. Unexpectedly, the man's movements changed, and he slid his head down with his hand along the pillar, as if he had entered the embrace of the pillar, and his body against the pillar swam all the way up, like a snake.

Nuomi and the sword cultivators were all standing behind the pillar, and at this time, the monk suddenly stuck to the pillar's arms, and suddenly relied on the pillar's figure to block himself, and disappeared in their eyes for a short time.

They still knew where the robed monk was, but he was already close to the pillar, and the five flying swords in the air that were ready to shoot were not easy to fall.

No matter how hard the pillar's body is, it is exploded by the aura of the five flying swords at this time, and I don't know what it will become. They just don't care, but they still can't help but stop.

This was just a short moment, and when a few people were stunned, the monk was already completely attached to the pillar, avoiding the pillar's hand, and as soon as he turned around, he slipped behind Nuomi, pulling the clothes on Nuomi's back with one hand, and resting on Nuomi's neck with the other.

"Alright, alright, it's over for today."

It's over?

The five sword cultivators in front of him were stunned for a moment, and when they turned around, they saw that the monk had already controlled the glutinous rice, and his complexion changed.

They didn't notice the figure of the Monk at all. If he hadn't spoken at this time, they might have been ignorant, thinking that the robed monk was still in front of the pillar. Neither of them was confident that they would be able to escape from the Monks.

Earlier, he used the pillar as a blocking sword, which was enough to make people hesitate. At this time, he hid behind Nuomi, and then he couldn't fall down those flying swords. In the end, this is just an examiner, I can't catch it today, and next time, there is really no need to make you die. Now they don't ignore the glutinous rice like that, and they admit that the glutinous rice is one of them.

Instead, the pillar took a step forward, with a slightly hideous look on his face. It was still glutinous rice that shook his head at him, and he stood quietly in the distance.

"Ah, I think it's over today, right? You're going to lose again. ”

The man in the cloth was in a good mood at this time, and hid behind the glutinous rice with a smile, and shrunk his body to ensure that he would not be injured by the sword cultivators in front of him.

Those few sword cultivators were so angry that they almost exploded their lungs.

Although this guy is powerful, what makes people even more angry is his frivolous attitude. At this time, he won, but he didn't leave, so he hid behind the glutinous rice and laughed. If it weren't for the glutinous rice, they would have slashed it with a sword.

Unexpectedly, Nuomi also laughed, her eyes crooked, as if she was really happy.

"It's over today, but we didn't lose. You should have run away, what were you doing hiding behind me, didn't you just lose? ”

The Monk was stunned for a moment, wondering if Glutinous Rice was bluffing to distract him, when he suddenly felt a pain in his hand.

PS: Although I've worked hard to study at the main station, I don't think I have much talent for writing battles