Chapter 57 - The Death of the Black Robe
The python's body exuded strong aura fluctuations, this kind of python's spirit pattern, at this moment, the black-robed man had already sent out three spirit pattern attacks one after another.
This shows that the black-robed man is a real Creation Realm monk, this kind of monk is the pinnacle of Qi practitioners, and he may step into the next realm at any time and transform into a spiritual realm.
With the addition of three spirit pattern attacks and a psychic weapon, this kind of attack is enough to kill all Qi practitioners in the Transformation Realm!
Mu Feng's eyes were full of light, his two life springs were dim, and his aura had been exhausted.
Suddenly, the hearts of the two life springs beat, and the bubbling aura was steaming in the life spring, and the aura fluctuations erupted again.
"The third time!"
Mu Feng drank lightly, this was the third beating of the Heart of Lifespring, according to his test a few days ago, his Heart of Lifespring could be revived two more times, providing him with two more aura.
Streams of spiritual energy frantically surged towards Mu Feng's palms, his palms and fingers flew up, and one after another cold iron spirit patterns came out of his hands, attacking the python spirit pattern and the fierce wolf spirit pattern.
His lifespring was depleted again, the heart of the lifespring was revived again, Mu Feng was not stingy, and one after another cold iron spirit patterns flew out of his palm, suppressing the psychic weapon and the goshawk spirit pattern.
The corners of the black-robed man's mouth twitched, and he saw with his own eyes that Mu Feng had sacrificed a full eight cold iron spirit patterns with a wave of his hand, plus the previous ones, Mu Feng with two breaths of air in front of him actually sacrificed more than ten cold iron spirit patterns.
This is simply against the common sense of qi practitioners, it is already the limit that a qi practitioner with two breaths of qi spring can sacrifice four spirit patterns, but now he sees Mu Feng sacrifice more than ten cold iron spirit patterns.
Although the Cold Iron Spirit Pattern is an ordinary ground pattern, but with so many Cold Iron Spirit Patterns, it is not easy for him to break them in a short period of time.
The black-robed man had already sacrificed three different spirit patterns, and coupled with the psychic weapon, this was also a great consumption for him.
"Is this your secret?"
The black robe muttered to himself, he looked at Mu Feng's combat power that far surpassed his peers, and there was a light flashing in his eyes.
If he obtains this kind of combat power, then his strength will be greatly improved, and it will not be difficult to win the position of peak lord at that time.
"I can barely compete with the Qi practitioners of the Creation Realm now, if I can master another Pattern Technique and reach the Transformation Realm, then it will not be so difficult to deal with. ”
Mu Feng looked at the more than ten cold iron spirit patterns, he sacrificed so many spirit patterns to barely suppress the three spirit patterns and a psychic weapon in the black robe.
The main reason is that Mu Feng's cold iron spirit pattern is too low-level, and it is a residual pattern, which is naturally very different from the three spirit patterns sacrificed by the black-robed man.
The evolution of his turtle spirit pattern was incomplete, and now he could only evolve a turtle shell.
Even though he had unlocked the lock of greed and his eyesight far surpassed that of his peers, he still had not realized the complete pattern of the turtle and jaw totem.
It is too difficult to comprehend this kind of evolved spirit pattern, and it takes a lot of time and effort to comprehend.
It was already his limit to be able to comprehend this mutilated turtle shell spirit pattern in the past few days.
At this time, the three spirit patterns sacrificed by the black-robed man were all blocked by several cold iron spirit patterns in Mu Feng, and the cold iron spirit pattern was obviously not the opponent of any of the spirit patterns of the black-robed person, but its victory was above the number.
With so many cold iron spirit patterns, the three spirit patterns of the black-robed man couldn't get out for a long time, but they were constantly wearing down their aura by the cold iron spirit patterns.
"Bumper bumper!"
A slight breaking sound came, and the more than ten cold iron spirit patterns sacrificed by Mu Feng were all shattered, and the three spirit patterns sacrificed by the black-robed man also dissipated.
The psychic weapon broke off the knife, let out a humming sound, and returned to the black-robed man's hand again.
"Good boy, you have resisted the power of my three spirit patterns with just one cold iron spirit pattern. ”
The black-robed man's eyes flashed, this competition made him consume a lot of spiritual energy, he didn't dare to easily sacrifice the spiritual pattern to meet the enemy, he wanted to use the spiritual energy for the psychic weapon, and kill Mu Feng here.
Mu Feng quietly took out a spirit stone and put it in his hand, and a trace of spiritual energy quickly poured into his life spring.
"The speed at which the spirit stone replenishes the spiritual energy is really fast, but compared to the heart of the life spring, it is still much slower. ”
This was the first time Mu Feng had used spirit stones to replenish his aura, and at such a critical moment, he had to prepare for the worst.
His Heart of Lifespring can be revived once, providing him with an aura, which is his last reliance to save his life, and it cannot be used lightly.
Although the spirit stone is precious, it is insignificant compared to life.
Mu Feng glanced at the little lizard, and saw that it was still going around on the aura shield, looking like it was making no progress, and couldn't help frowning.
"Little lizard, how is it, have you found the joint point of the aura shield? Mu Feng asked.
"Not yet, I didn't feel very good this time, and I didn't find the joint point of the aura shield for half a day. ”
"You little lizard is really unreliable, sometimes good and sometimes bad. ”
Mu Feng looked at the black-robed man, only to see that the black-robed man also looked at Mu Feng. The gazes of the two men clashed in the air, bursting out with a chilling cold light.
"Boy, I see that you have exhausted all your means, and I will give you one last chance to tell the secrets of your body.
The old man promised you that as long as you tell the secret, I can spare you from death. Otherwise, this is your burial place. The black man said coldly.
He was so eager to make a move on Mu Feng and wanted to improve his strength. It's because there is an even bigger secret hidden in his heart, a secret related to his net worth and life.
"I wasn't going to use it, but now it's the only way to go. ”
Mu Feng quietly held a piece of tortoise shell the size of an inch in his hand, which was his biggest hole card.
This tortoise shell is a talisman specially refined for Mu Feng after the turtle totem broke through to the Great Spirit Realm, with the natal essence blood and a piece of its tortoise shell, if it is stimulated, it is equivalent to the full force of the spirit weapon.
This tortoise shell contains the power of the turtle totem's blow, the refining of this treasure is extremely consuming of mind and mana, if it weren't for the little lizard opening, the turtle and the totem would not refine this treasure for Mu Feng at the cost of consuming the natal essence blood.
Originally, Mu Feng planned to bring this tortoise shell to the Hundred Patterns Secret Land in case of accidents, but now it seems that he must use this treasure.
"Don't blame the old man for not giving you a chance, I think you are a talent, but unfortunately you are destined to become my stepping stone. ”
The black-robed man sacrificed the remnant knife in his hand, and the aura in his three breaths of air frantically poured into the remnant knife, and the remnant knife made a buzzing sound, with a cyan rainbow that was more than a foot long, rising to the sky, pointing directly at Mu Feng.
Mu Feng pinched the seal with both palms, sacrificed two cold iron spirit patterns in a row, and attacked the psychic treasure one after the other.
"Hmph, I still want to use this trick, I'll show me the power of this psychic weapon. ”
The black-robed man snorted coldly, raised his hand and shot away at the psychic vessel, and a large handprint of aura emerged, held it on the psychic vessel, and pressed it down.
Suddenly, the remnant sword psychic weapon erupted with a burst of brilliant blue light, slashing at the two cold iron spirit patterns!
"Poof!"
The psychic weapon was unstoppable, easily cutting open the two cold iron spirit patterns and slashing towards Mu Feng.
"Go!"
Mu Feng let out a loud shout, his heart of the life spring bubbled again, and a cold iron spirit pattern flew out of his palm.
These cold iron spirit patterns spread out against the wind, one after the other, and suppressed towards the psychic weapon.
Mu Feng watched the cold iron spirit patterns shatter and explode under the green light of the psychic vessel, and there was no surprise in his eyes.
He peeked at the black-robed man, flicked his fingers, and shot the inch tortoiseshell hidden in his sleeve towards the black-robed man's throat.
This talisman magic weapon is not easy to come by, and since it has been used, it is necessary to put the black-robed man in front of him to death.
"The carving insect skill dares to be used in front of the old man. ”
The black-robed man paid attention to Mu Feng's every move, and he naturally watched Mu Feng's small movements in his eyes.
For him, Mu Feng's low-level sneak attack trick could be broken with a single hand, and he couldn't get into his eyes at all.
With a sneer in his mouth, the black-robed man controlled the psychic weapon with one hand and attacked Mu Feng, and with one free hand, he threw himself at the flying thing.
"This kind of little trick, the old man can break it with a raise of his hand, see how the old man is..."
"Poof!"
The tortoise shell easily pierced the black robe's palm, bringing up a canopy of blood mist. Then, in the frightened gaze of the black-robed man, it pierced his throat.
"You... You—" The black-robed man's throat gurgled, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
The tortoise shell continued to castrate, and it didn't stop until it hit the aura shield arranged by the black-robed man.
This is still due to Mu Feng's control, if he lets the tortoise shell go, he will inevitably break through the shield and fly out.
The black-robed man covered his throat with both hands, looked at Mu Feng undoubtedly in his eyes, streams of blood stains flowed out of his fingers, his steps staggered back, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
The remnant sword psychic weapon lost control, and was suddenly knocked away by a cold iron pattern, and fell to the ground with a sonorous thud.
Mu Feng looked at the inconspicuous tortoise shell in his hand, and his face showed a dignified look. The tortoiseshell was covered with cracks, but it was not damaged.
He hadn't activated the full power of this tortoise shell just now, and he had easily killed the black-robed man here. This gave him a deeper understanding of the strength of the monks of the Great Spirit Realm.
"A cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm can easily kill a Qi Practitioner. ”
Mu Feng sighed and sighed, he put away the tortoise shell, there are still aura fluctuations in this tortoise shell, and it should be able to be used again.
"Little lizard, don't be busy, this spirit stone is for you. ”
Mu Feng raised his hand and threw the unabsorbed spirit stone in his hand to the little lizard, and he walked towards the psychic weapon.
"It's really stingy, I obviously said that I would give me two spirit stones, and now I was given one, and this spirit stone aura is almost gone.
Mu Feng boy, you fooled your Uncle Long, right? The little lizard jumped up and down on the ground and said dissatisfied.
"If you don't look at it, forget it, give it back to me, the spirit stone is a good thing. Mu Feng teased.
"Phew, it's shameless that you still want to go back to what you sent out. If it weren't for Uncle Long and I to press you down, do you think you would have been able to win? ”
The little lizard pointed at Mu Feng, and then put the spirit stone in his mouth, and ate it like candy.