Chapter 052: The Monk's Fight

It was a ruin, the old houses had been demolished, the new ones had not yet been built, and the ground was littered with ruins. It is very difficult for ordinary people to walk smoothly here, and it is even more impossible to run quickly.

The Taoist priest walked in, and when he saw this scene, he also frowned. He is only a monk on the first level of the Aura Realm, and he is the lowest level of the monk, except for a few "fireball techniques" and "ice wall techniques", he doesn't know other spells at all. Casting the "Levitation Technique" to temporarily "fly" in the air is a spell that can only be practiced by monks at the second level of the Reiki Realm.

Moreover, the difference between him and Xiao Mo is that Xiao Mo's "Ninety-Nine Refining Divine Technique" not only cultivates spiritual power, but also has the effect of refining the body and refining the gods, Xiao Mo can run freely in this ruin with his strong body, but he can't.

Xiao Mo had already run to the middle of the ruins, but this Taoist priest could only find a path to walk on from the ruins and slowly walked in. Although his movements are very elegant, the embarrassment in his heart is inevitable.

Of course, this place is a good place for them to fight. It's very wide, and there is no one around, and even if there are pedestrians on the road outside, they will be blocked by the surrounding walls, and you can't see the scene inside.

As soon as he reached a hundred meters in front of Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo spoke: "You have been following me for a long time?" ”

The Taoist priest didn't hide it, because he was confident that he could take down this guy whose cultivation was lower than his own: "Yes, you can only blame yourself, the spirit stone in your storage bag was the first to be seen by the poor Dao." It's just that the poor Dao cultivation is limited, and there is no storage bag, so I have to secretly go to the store to practice every night, taking advantage of the boss's absence. ”

"This is really thanks to the little brother, not only did you spend 20,000 yuan to cheat out such a huge piece of spirit stone, but you also helped Poor Dao prepare all the storage bags. In this way, Poor Dao does not have to be a thief every day, such a great kindness, Poor Dao will definitely remember it! The Taoist priest still said triumphantly.

Hearing that this Taoist priest only found out when he bought the spirit stone by himself, Xiao Mo calmed down instead. It seems that this Taoist priest is also the same as himself, he went to the antique market to hunt for treasure, and the other party found this spirit stone first, and he just hit the muzzle of the gun and brought the spirit stone out.

As for the storage bag that the other party said, he wouldn't say it, if the other party knew that he had a much higher storage space than the storage bag, he didn't know what his expression would be.

Xiao Mo didn't pay attention to the triumphant Taoist priest, but he cared about the situation of the monks on this earth: "How many monks are on this earth? How did you get started? Isn't cultivation about exercises and spiritual roots? And it also requires spiritual power, how do you do it? ”

"Hehe, little brother knows a lot. But don't worry, I'll tell you slowly when I take you down! "This Taoist priest's eyes are hot on the spirit stones and storage bags on Xiao Mo's body, and he wants to fall into the bag as soon as possible.

After saying that, he began to pinch the mantra and prepare to cast the spell. Taking advantage of the time he had just spoken, he had already come to more than twenty meters in front of Xiao Mo, and he believed that as long as he cast a "fireball technique", he would definitely be able to bake the little kid in front of him who had not yet entered the Dao into charcoal.

But as soon as his palm was raised, Xiao Mo had already jumped out of thirty meters in two vertical leaps in succession.

The Taoist priest's blood suddenly rolled, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. He was only a first-level cultivator in the Spiritual Qi Realm, and the casting distance was only ten zhang away, almost thirty meters. Xiao Mo jumped a few feet back, just falling outside of his attack range.

"You...... Why are you running away? We're all monks, so why can't we fight against each other in a dignified manner! The Taoist priest's face flushed and he shouted loudly.

Xiao Mo sneered, the other party's cultivation was higher than his own, and he could also spell, so he was embarrassed to say that he was upright. He borrowed a few hundred spirit stones, bought a lot of books in the "Ten Thousand Treasures in Hand", and he didn't buy them for nothing, and the reason why he dared to fight to the death with this Taoist priest was because he valued the weakness of the opponent's casting distance.

Thirty meters away, the other party can't do anything to himself, but he can keep hitting the other party with stones and bricks. The other party is just the lowest level monk who has just entered the Dao, and he is still a mortal in the flesh, and with his own strength, he is enough to cause harm to the other party. What's more, it is full of bricks and inexhaustible, and it can be said that it is the best battlefield for itself.

"No! Am I not waiting for you to attack? Xiao Mo said with an innocent face.

"Humph! Then don't run away! The Taoist priest walked forward as he spoke, and when he reached about twenty meters, he shouted: "Take it, let's fight in a dignified manner!" ”

As he spoke, he began to pinch the mantra.

But before the spell could be formed, Xiao Mo jumped back twice in a row, thirty meters away.

"You...... You...... You! You're cheating! The Taoist priest was like a gang of wronged children, his face was flushed, I don't know if it was because he was angry, or because he suddenly stopped casting spells, and the qi and blood in his body surged.

Xiao Mo was still smiling, he knew that the other party's spiritual power was shallow, and he would cast five or six spells at most, which was also the reason why the other party had to stop casting.

"I'm not cheating! My attack is coming! Xiao Mo laughed, and then a few bricks that were glued together by cement smashed hard.

"Oops!" The Taoist priest suddenly panicked and wanted to dodge, but his speed was already slow, and the ground around him was full of sharp and uneven bricks, so he couldn't move around at will.

He hurriedly pinched the spell and chanted the spell, and finally when the brick reached his face, a wall of ice formed in front of him, which was the second spell he knew, the "Ice Wall Technique", and the only two spells.

"Bang" bricks smashed on the ice wall, and there was no way to help the ice wall turned by spiritual power to fall to the ground.

The Taoist priest wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, the kid in front of him was so treacherous that he almost caught the Tao. But what next? Constantly inputting spiritual power, maintaining the ice wall is so deadlocked? Or do you remove the ice wall, continue to rush forward, wait until you are within thirty meters, and then use the "fireball technique" to attack the opponent?

He was hesitating, but he saw Xiao Mo retreating again, almost fifty meters away.

"Damn boy!" The Taoist priest removed the ice wall and chased forward.

didn't chase a few steps, Xiao Mo's roar came again: "My attack is coming, look at the move!" ”

The Taoist priest raised his head and saw a large block of forty or fifty pounds of glued bricks smashed over. Although he is a monk, his physical strength is stronger than that of mortals, but if he is smashed in the head, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"Bastard!" The Taoist priest quickly stopped, and performed the "Ice Wall Technique" to block the brick. When he looked forward, he found that Xiao Mo had fled backwards again.