Chapter 821: The Final Word, the Master of the Zhuang

The silver light in Ma Qing's mouth flashed, as if it contained a lamp stone, and then the silver glimmer that symbolized spiritual power appeared on the stone man in the front.

Every rock on the stone man's body was pulled by an invisible force, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger, and the flames could no longer connect them tightly.

I heard a muffled sound, accompanied by a wave of air that spread, and the little stone man exploded like a fire and thunderball.

The flames filled in the gaps in the connection were also blown away by the blast and scattered in all directions.

The surrounding rocks were splashed by the flames, making a burning sound, and the rain-soaked parts were instantly roasted dry and white.

Click, click, click, in the red mist of the formation of the stone in front of him, there was a strange sound again.

The small stone men who had not yet been shattered received the order, and they all ran quickly, charging in front of Ma Qing with their teeth and claws.

"Shattered!"

"Shattered!"

"Shattered!"

Ma Qing continued to use the Guangxin Sect's spiritual attack method one after another, blowing up one small stone figure after another into a shattered screen.

But the shortcomings of the Guangxin Sect's exercises were manifested at this time, every time he smashed a small stone figure, Ma Qing needed a very short period of time to concentrate his spirit on another small stone figure.

Although Ma Qing was a supreme of hope and was extremely proficient in the use of spiritual power, the interval between transferring targets was very short.

But this time still gave the stone into a spell to take advantage of, and those small stone people were getting closer and closer, and the number did not drop much.

Because in that red mist, more small stone figures are running out one after another, seemingly endlessly.

In fact, Guangxin Sect also has a group attack move to deal with multiple targets at the same time, and of course Ma Qing will do it too.

But Ma Qing didn't use it now, because he had heard the characteristics of the Rising Stone Spell from the Thousand Qi Supreme.

Each stone figure has a strong defense, and it is tied to the caster's defense.

Judging from the performance of the monster just now, it shouldn't be a big problem to resist the attack of the Divine Realm One Heavy Heaven.

In this way, these stone men at least have the ability to resist the three turns of the Void God Realm.

Ma Qing knew that he would never be able to kill the little stone people recruited by the soldiers on his own, so all he had to do was keep delaying time.

And if you delay for a longer time, you have to suppress the number of Shi Chengbing and small stone people, and it is most secure to blow them up one by one with one move.

Seeing that the remaining stone figures were getting closer and closer, Ma Qing began to flick his fingers and regularly tap on the meditation iron rod he carried.

This is the step to prepare for a mental blast, a move that gathers mental power together and then bursts out in an instant.

It induces the actual thing to interact with the spiritual force, forming an extremely strong blast wave.

At the same time, this shock wave carries Ma Qing's will, which can interrupt the monster's control over the little stone man to a certain extent, so that he can push the stone man back at one time.

Suddenly, Ma Qing sensed a strong power of heaven and earth, falling from the top of his head.

The speed was so fast that he didn't have time to dodge, and he could only watch as his vision was filled with gray-black light, and the manic wind swept itself backwards.

Ma Qing's preparation for the mental blast was interrupted, and the spiritual power that he had finally gathered hit back and forth in his mind. 18

It made his head swell, and the green tendons in his temples fluttered, as if he had knocked his head on the iron felt.

Holding his temples and looking forward, thick smoke and dust rose in front of him, and a black light rose straight into the sky and fell into the hands of a cultivator.

The clothes called the tunic suit, the slim and handsome folds, are ruthless and ruthless.

The smoke and dust in front of him gradually faded, and the rock exposed a huge pit, with a diameter of about seven zhang.

With a hammer blow, the rubble that splattered out of the pit flew in all directions like arrows.

The small stone man who summoned the surrounding stones into a war spell smashed all over the place, missing arms and legs.

"What's going on, why aren't you fighting each other, Divine Soldiers?"

Ge ruthlessly flew down, glanced at the cultivators of various sects and sects standing in a group, and the supremes who were sitting in the distance with their eyes closed and pranayama, and asked Ma Qing why.

"It's a long story, we now have a common enemy, and it has taken away the gods. ”

Ma Qing raised his hand and pointed at the red mist, where small stone figures continued to appear: "We have encountered a monster, a very special monster, a cultivator's spell moves, and also has a certain degree of intelligence.

It snatched the Divine Soldier and hid it inside, and now it will use it as a means of attack!"

Hearing this, Ge Wuru was also very surprised, he had seen a very powerful flame monster fish in the Boundless Heavenly River, he thought that was the limit of the monster, but he didn't expect to see even more powerful ones today.

But Ge Wuru was full of confidence, patted his chest and said: "What you can't do, for me Ge Wuru, it's a piece of cake."

Look, I'll let that monster know what the true power of a divine soldier is. ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, showed the black-covered one-handed hammer and turned it upside down, and handed it a mocking smile to Ma Qing.

Wangxin Supreme Ma Qing's face immediately darkened, and he glared at Ge ruthlessly, although he didn't say it, he was secretly scolding in his heart.

"Before the enchantment disappeared just now, I escaped first to recover my strength, and now I still have the face to say that we are.

Hmph, if you Ge Wuru was also present before, and the environment of the enchantment was elegant, maybe even the disaster would have been robbed by the monster. ”

Seeing Ma Qing glaring at him with a fierce gaze, Ge Wuru still smiled and pretended not to see it: "You have to keep an eye on it, I can solve that monster with one move, don't miss this wonderful scene!"

With that, Ge ruthlessly stepped on the ground with his left foot, and the rocks where he landed crumbled, and the cracks spread densely like cobwebs.

His body was like a cannonball from a dragon's roaring cannon, roaring towards the red mist with a current.

"Wave Strike!"

In the middle of the flutter, Ge ruthlessly pulled his right arm back, and then smashed a straight hammer into the ground.

This wave strike is Ge'an's specialty, and once it is cast, it can blast out a tall and wide wave of water, hitting the enemy like a tsunami.

Of course, Ge An's wave attack was taught by his stepfather Ge Wuru, but because it was not the physique of the galaxy condensing water vein, Ge Wuru could not hit the real water wave.

However, with his supreme cultivation, any object after a hammer is struck, whether it is wood, rock, or even steel or black iron, will turn into a wave under the action of the impact.

I saw that where the hammer fell, the rocks on the ground actually undulated like liquid, spreading out circles of wriggling ripples.

The whole rock crumbled in pieces, and under the impetus of the impact, it turned into a churning wave, and rushed forward with a rumbling drum.

Where the gray gravel wave passed, the ground seemed to be chiseled by a shovel blade, shoveling out a wide valley three feet wide and two feet deep, and the shoveled rocks continued to merge into the waves, making the volume of the gravel wave larger and larger.