Nuomi didn't hesitate at all, the pillar only stood up half of her body, and the rune paper in her hand had already been thrown out like splashing water, without a trace of wavering, and naturally she didn't feel a little heartache.

Her eyes were unprecedentedly determined, and she was no longer even happy with the blooming spell fireworks, but just very calmly blasted towards the spirit tree that had already locked its position.

Without any communication with the leopard, she had absolute trust in the leopard, as long as the nun couldn't stand the bombardment of spells and escaped from the hole in the tree where she was hiding, she would definitely not be able to escape the leopard's minions. All she needed to do now was blast her spells out as hard as she could, so that she could get the nun out of the hollow.

Especially when the female cultivator fled in panic, it was impossible to escape the culling of many leopards.

The rune paper that Nuomi was holding in her hand, even she couldn't count how many spells there were. Although she had looked through them before, she didn't sort them as carefully as Hanchun did. It just separates defensive spells from offensive spells.

Now that she has these runes in her hand, she naturally doesn't look at what is in her hand, she just leads the pillar all the way forward, throwing it all the way forward.

Most of these runes were given to her by Wen Ren at the beginning. The young master of Nuan Xianglou made a move, naturally it couldn't be an ordinary thing. Therefore, the magic power contained in these runes can be more powerful than the glutinous rice itself, which has a posture of tearing the world apart.

Nuomi had only taken two steps forward, when he felt a sudden tightness on his waist, his body rose in the air, and before he could react, he had already been put on his shoulders by the pillar.

She refused the protection of the pillar, and forcefully ordered the pillar to move away from the guard, leaving room for her to attack, but the pillar never relaxed the slightest desire to protect her. Even if she didn't want to be left behind, the pillar still had to do everything he could to protect her.

- No matter what the pillar is for, it is guarding her. Senior Brother Pillar is still the Senior Brother of the Pillar.

As soon as Nuomi's eyes were hot, the rune paper in his hand was thrown even more firmly, and even the pain on his wrist seemed to be forgotten.

As he walked forward on the ground, he was filled with dust raised by spells.

There are all kinds of spells in these runes, some are water and fire, some are raw wood, some are falling stones, and even there are thin heavenly thunder that are sealed in the rune paper.

After the collision of water, fire and ice, a burst of water mist was stirred up, and it suddenly gushed out from the ground, as if the water mist had exploded.

And those earth-based spells, some of them fell from the sky, and some of them stabbed from the ground and stabbed straight towards a certain target and direction, like a trap that suddenly appeared from the ground.

Glutinous rice even drew a swamp technique and quicksand technique, and after landing, it directly smashed a huge swamp and a quicksand area on the ground, so that the female cultivator's escape route was forced to be narrower.

She hadn't even thought about telling the nun to run away.

The two fairy bells of the female cultivator had fallen out of nowhere.

At the beginning, when the two of them were fighting with martial arts, the female cultivator still had the upper hand, but as long as she let Nuomi pull out her hand and pour out the rune paper on her body, it became an almost one-sided slaughter situation.

The current true yuan power of glutinous rice is really terrifying.

She herself had never known what kind of existence her true yuan power and divine consciousness were in the eyes of others.

In the past, when she was on the top of Qingquan Peak, no one had ever paid attention to Nuomi, everyone thought that she was a person with bad talent, and there was nothing worth thinking about at all, and even Nuomi herself thought that she was much worse than others—but it was precisely because she thought this that she was not discouraged because of this, but instead cultivated harder and cultivated silently.

No matter what happened, even if the dantian was covered by the small black ball, there was no way to run Zhou Tian at all, and the true yuan force and the aura in the body were snatched away, she still insisted on cultivating hard with the method she felt was appropriate.

Just because Nuomi feels that he is a stupid bird, he should always work harder than others in order to reach the height of others.

She's been working hard and has never let up.

encountered so many difficulties and setbacks, she just gritted her teeth and rose to the occasion.

Her current true yuan power content and viscosity are not at all what her cultivation level should have, even if she is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, it is only comparable to her. In this respect alone, she was far superior to ordinary monks.

Ordinary monks, even if they have the same number of spiritual runes in their hands as glutinous rice, cannot use them endlessly. Although the true yuan power consumed to use the spirit rune is less than that of using spells by oneself, it will not be much less. Even a monk like Han Chun, who specializes in using rune paper, can't be like Nuo Mi, almost endlessly bombarding all the way with mid-level spell rune paper, blasting out dust shadows on the ground, and creating swamps and quicksand, just to be able to restrict the escape route of that female cultivator.

If other monks found out, they would definitely scold Nuomi for being a loser.

This is not just a waste of rune paper and spirit stones, in such a battle, it is simply burning life. These mid-level spell runes were swayed out, which meant that the true yuan power in the [body] was also forcibly consumed.

A monk of the same rank, under normal circumstances, the True Yuan Power must also be comparable. At the end of the battle, it is likely that the gap between the two sides is only on the last one. Maybe both of them tried their true strength at the same time, and one of them could use another water archery technique, and finally won the victory and won the life.

The rude use of spell rune paper like glutinous rice is really a distressing thing to look at.

But glutinous rice doesn't care.

She didn't know that, and even if she did, she didn't care.

In the past, when she practiced spells in the Ethereal Illusion Realm, she often stayed for most of the day, calling all the true yuan power in her body, and releasing spells one by one, until all the true yuan power in her body was exhausted, and then she gasped and stopped.

And sometimes, if she felt that there was something in the spell that made her feel unsatisfied, she would even grit her teeth and pour a sip of spiritual wine, despite the fact that she had just exhausted her true yuan power and her body was very tired. After the true yuan power is restored through the spirit wine, the spell practice will be carried out again.

She was used to using spells with such intensity.

So many mid-level spell runes were thrown out, for her, it was just as easy as eating and drinking, and it would not cause any pressure on her body at all, and her true yuan power was completely consumed.

Even if it's really consumed.

Nuomi reached into her arms with her injured hand, took out a pot of spirit wine in pain, and slowly poured it into her mouth.

She still has a lot of spirit wine on her.

Ever since she learned to make wine, she has never lacked spirit wine. She does not lack materials or time, and she does not lack space for winemaking. Even if it was just with this spiritual wine, I am afraid that it would be able to drown the female cultivator who sneaked attack.

Under such a dense spell bombardment, the female cultivator had no place to dodge at all, so she could only barely hold up a shield behind the spirit tree, and wolf against the spells that attacked from outside.

At first, the attacking nun tried to cast a few spells outside. Her spell was so wonderful that it looked like a black poisonous mist, drifting around her, slowly preparing to disperse.

Then, how could the speed of such a spell of the magic trick keep up with the rune paper thrown out by the glutinous rice. The female cultivator just released a spell, and Nuomi threw three runes one after another, including a ground trapping technique, a ground falling technique, and a thorn thorn strip, which instantly dispersed the poisonous mist around the female cultivator.

The poisonous mist that spread out in all directions was roasted by the fire dragon raised by the spell, and they immediately lost their traces, and not even a little green smoke was left.

The female cultivator struggled for a while, and finally found herself desperately unable to use any more tricks in this storm-like spell. Her pair of fairy bells now have fallen somewhere, and even if they can control it, in this spell array, it is just a joke.

She could only grit her teeth and support the shield beside her, with an embarrassed look on her face.

It was only then that she realized that she had picked the wrong person.

The little female cultivator sitting on the Gu man, although she looked delicate, was also very panicked when she first faced her attack, as if she had no ability to fight back at all, and she was a little timid when she even fought. She was so proud that she felt that she was going to have good luck after all, and she couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips.

I didn't expect that.

The nun gritted her teeth hatefully, and for a moment, her eyes slowly turned a blood-red color, almost covering the black eyeballs, as if she could drip blood.

"I throw in the towel." The nun bit out the sentence almost word by word. Under the roar of the spell, her voice still reached Nuomi's ears very clearly, "Since you are sitting on the Gu person, we are the same door." Don't be too rushed. ”

Even with such words begging for mercy, the nun still had a haughty attitude, making people think that she still had the strength to die together.

Glutinous rice was stunned for a moment.

Not because of the nun's attitude. But...... It was the first time she had met a monk who recognized Gu people outside. (To be continued.)