Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Red Talisman
Wang Buer, who fell to the ground, even crawled and rolled behind a large stone bunker, cold sweat flowed, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. And his left shoulder and chest were deeply wounded by the zombie ancestor, and the blood was flowing with corpse poison.
His eyes lit up, he gasped for breath, the qi and blood in his body were tumbling, and he saw Wu Jiang, the man in white, and the zombie ancestor who were walking not far away.
He scolded: "Paralyzed, the sky is unwilling, this beast low-level blasting element talisman is really rich, you can't use it up, you want Lao Tzu to die, Lao Tzu is not as good as you like!" Wang Buer's face suddenly showed a crazy look, as if he wanted to dare to do crazy things, and his expression was hideous.
At this moment, Wu Jiang also used the intermediate blasting element talisman to sneak attack him from time to time, so that the slow-moving zombie ancestor had a chance to hurt him, Wang Buer also had the blasting element talisman, but it was just a low-level talisman drawn by himself, not as powerful as the intermediate talisman used by Wu Jiang, if Wang Buer's cultivation god ascended to the Dao Xuan realm, he would naturally draw an intermediate-level talisman, or even a high-level talisman.
Although he couldn't draw it, he now had one on his body, and it was even more awesome than Wu Jiang's, because it was a low-level and medium-grade blasting element charm drawn by his master Wang Youcai on red paper.
Wang Buer sneered ferociously, looking at Wu Jiang approaching step by step, his hideous face was murderous, he took out the blasting element talisman from his arms, and said to himself: "Hmph, play with fire with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will also give you a taste of roast pig!" β
A dark red long strip of rune paper was in his hand, and the red rune was the best of the low-level blasting element talisman of the red paper outlined with golden cinnabar sand and injected with spiritual ability. Looking at the red talisman in his hand, the corners of Wang Buer's bloodstained mouth rose slightly to reveal a sneer, and in his blood-red pupils, crazy fiery thoughts flashed.
The spell is drawn by spiritual power and spiritual power, and the user's two divine powers must be strong, so that the power of this red rune can be completely urged.
And Wang Buer is a double cultivator, the spiritual power vortex is obviously much stronger than Wu Jiang, and he uses the red paper best blasting element rune in the low-level talisman, when the power can naturally be imagined, it is much more powerful and destructive than the yellow paper intermediate blasting element rune that Wu Jiang used before.
Being pressed by the situation in front of him step by step, Wang Fuji had no way out, so he had to come up with his biggest killer weapon, if, if this blasting elemental talisman could not cause serious harm to Wu Jiang and the Zombie King Ancestor, then his little life could only stay in the jungle.
"Don't hide, boy, it's useless, you will never be able to escape from the palm of my hand, or obediently crawl out and beg for mercy, perhaps, my bodhisattva heart can spare you with a whole body." Wu Jiang and the Zombie Ancestor walked side by side, looking proud, and walked towards Wang Bu'er casually. The tone is indescribably arrogant.
Wang Buer glared and gritted his teeth, he endured the pain of the corpse poison, staggered to his feet, turned around and walked out, standing in front of Wu Jiang and the zombie ancestor.
Seeing that his body was stained red by dark red blood, tattered, and extremely embarrassed, Wang Buji fixed his mind, stared at Wu Jiang who was still wearing a mask with cold eyes, and shouted: "thing, what nonsense are you talking about, if you want your grandfather's soul, come and get it!" I'll see what you can do to get it. β
"Haha, when you die, your mouth is still so hard, what are you doing, wait for me to take your head, pump your three souls and seven spirits, that is, pack it and send it to your master, I don't know what kind of expression he will have when he sees your head.
"Kill him, zombie golem!" Suddenly, Wu Jiang snorted coldly, and his words fell.
The Zombie King Ancestor roared, his fangs were bloody, and he was instantly killed in front of Wang Buji.
Wang Buer's pupils lit up, and he was beaten by the zombie ancestor before. At this moment, his face was hideous, revealing ferocity. Don't scruple too much. Suddenly, he pinched the finger of his sword in his left hand and held it between his eyebrows.
Close your eyes and concentrate, urging the spiritual power, in the sea of will, the mental power of the whirlpool was activated instantly, and the spiritual power of the white mist state slowly rotated, and gradually, with the high-intensity urging of Wang Buer, the spiritual nest in the spiritual power suddenly accelerated, running in the ocean of will.
Wang Buer's lips moved slightly, and he quickly recited the blasting element spell, and his spiritual power rolled out, like a small white snake swimming rapidly on the nerves of his brain, quickly converging on the nerves in his eyes.
Suddenly, his eyelids opened suddenly, his pupils shot out of white light, and his spiritual power was instantly injected into the red paper blasting elemental talisman on the finger of the sword.
Streams of strange spiritual power wandered in the golden handwriting outlined with spiritual power on the paper symbols. The elemental power condensed and gathered on the activation spell, and was urged by Wang Fuji's violent spiritual power, bursting out with a faint golden light.
"Roar...!"
The zombie ancestor roared, as if sensing the dangerous information that instantly erupted from Wang Buji's body.
Even Wu Jiang, who was ten meters away, looked suspicious under the mask, and also sensed that Wang Bu'er was urging a mysterious spell, and the violent spiritual power was too big, containing the surrounding air running, and the white torrents surrounded him against the wind, raging wildly and roaring, and the power was thrilling.
The spiritual power shrouded his body, and in Wang Buer's cold eyes, he released a steady stream of violent spiritual power, and the golden light of the blasting element rune in his hand gathered, emitting a hazy golden light, wrapping his body, bursting with the sound of the air, and the scene made people tremble.
"Boom...!"
The thunder was deafening, and the silver thunder and lightning of the Dao were mixed with thunderbolts, and layers of black clouds rolled in, as if forming a thunder god, looking down on Wang Buji's back, waiting for his stormy attack.
"It's not good, it's a low-level top-grade blasting element red rune, is this kid crazy?"
At this moment, Wu Jiang's face finally changed color, he looked at Wang Bu'er, his body was enveloped by the pale golden violent energy, containing the surrounding aura surging, surging, and a powerful aura of crisis instantly emanated, making his body stiffen and remain stunned.
Wu Jiang's gloomy face, his eyes were cold, and he was angry, looking at Wang Bu'er who was constantly brewing a violent attack, a strong sense of uneasiness had risen to his heart, and his body trembled with anger, and he scolded: "Damn, doesn't he know that forcibly urging the red paper charm that is one order taller than his height will burst into his body?" Bastard thing, me off! β
Wu Jiang was hateful, he knew how terrifying the power of the red paper blasting element talisman was to burst out, if he was hit, he would be able to kill him in an instant. Therefore, he didn't dare to touch it at all, otherwise there was only a dead end.
So, Wu Jiang turned around and ran without hesitation, and he was no longer as proud as before.
But at this moment, Wang Buji raised his head suddenly, his pupils shone brightly, and when he saw Wu Jiang who was running away, his pupils contained blood and blood, this was the second time he used his mental power excessively, so he caused such hysteria. And this time, compared to the previous time in the jungle, the explosion was even more intense and powerful.
Looking at the blasting element talisman in his hand that emitted a light golden light, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered, and when he saw Wu Jiang, the white-clothed man who was fleeing behind the zombie ancestor, he shouted loudly: "Don't want to escape, stay behind!" β
As soon as the words fell, I saw Wang Buer's left hand pointing at the blasting element talisman and the zombie ancestor in front of him. A ball of golden light burst out in an instant, the sound of breaking the wind whistling, piercing the air and hunting, like a golden sun, extremely powerful, and the breath was super terrifying.
"Boom...!"
An explosion sounded, earth-shattering, a fiery red mushroom-shaped sea of fire, exploded in the middle, and the aftermath of the rage formed a Fengrui round knife, which instantly expanded and burst out, shaking the zombie ancestor and roaring miserably, and Wu Jiang, who was fleeing, was also inevitable, a miserable scream came, and he fell to the ground in an instant.
Wang Buer was naturally inevitable, and he was shocked by the aftermath of the rage, and he flew more than ten meters away in an instant and smashed onto a rock.
"Click!"
There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body shook violently, his right hand trembled and pressed his tumbling chest sharply, his expression was gloomy, obviously, he had suffered unimaginably serious injuries.
He forcibly urged the spiritual power, and the spiritual power of the sun in the dantian was also completely consumed, which had already caused his body to be extremely weak at the moment, and he had no strength to urge the kinetic energy to prevent it.
Therefore, this is also the price of Wang Fuji's desperate use of the red rune to blast the elemental rune. However, at this moment, he only had half a life left, and the aftermath of the violent spiritual power shocked his internal organs and almost shattered.
He kept vomiting blood in his mouth, his face was pale, his expression was gloomy, and his spirit and spiritual power gradually withered, lying on the rock and unable to shake, he could only open his eyes and exhale heavily, very quickly.
However, Wu Jiang and the Zombie Ancestor were not happy, although Wu Jiang escaped from the explosion range in advance, but the power caused by the violent blasting elemental talisman still shook him out more than ten meters away, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.
The huge shock wave power made his blood roll and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but fortunately, he was not injured as badly as Wang Fuji, of course, it was enough for him to feel better, for a while, he couldn't get up, he could only flatten down and fall to the ground, exhaling rapidly, his chest rose and fell, obviously, he was stunned.
The most devastation is the Zombie Ancestor, as the explosion target is closest to it. The dark green body of the old ancestor exploded it thirty meters away in an instant, and smashed it onto the stone wall of the broken end. Kick up a cloud of gravel and gravel, billowing and filling, and a cloud of dust flying.
The zombie ancestor's clothes were all shattered. Now, all that was left of it was a green pole, its dry black-green iron sheet, its chest sunken by a huge blow from the explosion, and a cobweb-like crack was very evident in the middle, spreading to its chest, but it didn't shatter its tough body.
However, the body of the Zombie Ancestor was too tough, and although the power of the low-level blasting elemental rune of the Red Fu was huge, it was impossible to easily shatter the body of the Green Zombie Four-Layer Realm that had reached the body of steel, and its body had already weathered to the point of being indispensable.
Besides, Wang Buer doesn't have that kind of ability, and he is not so naΓ―ve, and he can get the zombie ancestor with this blasting element talisman.
"Ahem, this time, it seems to have played Dafa!"
Wang Buer coughed up a mouthful of blood, his expression was gloomy, he said weakly, his body had suffered the most serious internal injury in history, and if he didn't treat it in time now, his life might be in danger.
He covered his chest with his left hand, and his whole body couldn't lift a trace of strength, and his dantian seemed to be shattered. With his right hand, he clenched the dog-legged knife, propped it on the ground, turned over and sat down on the boulder with difficulty, his face was pale, and he was panting for air. The chest was constantly rising and falling.
Wang Buji looked at not far away, the zombie ancestor was roaring in a low voice, his green eyes were angry, the light was strong, and the corpse qi was monstrous, it seemed that the infinitely powerful explosion just now did not cause much action to it.
In the blink of an eye, the ancestor jumped out of the dust circle in the air again, but this time it jumped up naked, which felt ridiculous. can't help but make people think, if Old Man Liang is allowed to see the appearance of the old ancestor at this moment, he must die of heartache.
However, Wang Buer looked at Wu Jiang, the man in white, and saw that he was also staggering up, his mask was shattered, revealing a middle-aged face, his face was angry, and on his hideous face, a pair of vicious eyes shone brightly. He wiped the blood from his lips and stared at Wang Fuji, who was lying on the stone in the distance, dying.
"Okay, good double cultivator, I didn't expect that the power of the Blasting Elemental Talisman you used was so huge, and it could completely compete with the Dao Xuan Realm, but unfortunately, you are destined to be lost today." Wu Jiangyin laughed fiercely.
Wu Jiang clutched his chest, staggered, and was walking towards Wang Buer, with a cold face, a smile with strong killing intent, and said angrily: "Boy, you really make me angry, no one has ever made me so embarrassed, today, if I don't take off your head as a sacrifice, and whip your three souls and seven spirits to feed the wild ghosts, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" Zombie Golems! β
Suddenly, Wu Jiang shouted, and the zombie ancestor monster behind him roared angrily. Immediately jumped out, and in a leap, he was already standing in front of Wang Bu'er five meters.
Staring at the glowing green eyes, the collapsed nostrils, spurting out the billowing corpse poison, the dry and wrinkled mouth, and the bright red blood remained, and the two sharp fangs were dripping blood, and the stench emitted was suffocating and terrifying.