Seeing this scene, several mandrills were startled and stopped. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info They are obviously the wiser of them and know the extraordinary nature of this light curtain, while the others are cloudy and fierce.

"Phew!" Then the monkey was followed by a praying mantis-like mandrill, which rushed forward, raising its sharp knife hook to stab down. The knife hook reflected the light of Sen Han under the faint light of the Fire Ming Technique, it was like a sharp blade, and it was as sharp as you can imagine, not to mention that sharpening iron like clay is not too exaggerated.

"Ding!" Just as the tip of the mantis touched the light curtain, there was a sound of metal clashing, and it was not bounced off or corroded by the golden liquid. Old man Lin's heart jumped when he saw this scene, but the scar ghost saw all kinds of mysteries, but he was even more afraid of the night underworld.

"Roar!" A tiger roar came, and I vaguely saw a golden colorful tiger flash away, and a tiger claw slapped away a three-year-old mantis mandrill.

The body of the mantis mandrill flew out upside down and slammed into a large tree surrounded by several people not far away. Syllable! It fell into a puddle of flesh, and the green juice splashed everywhere, leaving a large puddle on the tree, and it made a loud noise and the smoke corroded the tree, as if it were revenge for the tree for smashing it.

Although two mandrills died, they were still far from the end of the battle. I saw that countless mandrills appeared one after another without fear of death, and there was movement in the distance, obviously the number was more than that.

This night is also solemn, as the spirit of the mountain and the wilderness, it is actually difficult to conceive. It often takes tens or hundreds of years for a mandrill to appear in the secluded mountains. Even if it is infested in groups, there are only a dozen at most, and it will be up to the sky. There are more than a few hundred of them in a dense crowd like this, right? And they look weird, they have everything, and there are many of them who don't look like mandrills at all, and they just are! It's unspeakably weird······

"Roar!" The dragon haunted and burned several mandrills to death in a circle, burning them to ashes at the sound of their screams. The fire dragon did not disappear for a moment, but wandered around within a certain range, and the dragon groaned with a scream and black char to the ground.

"Bah!!"

"Bah!!"

"Bah!!"

As the initial buffer passed, the slower-running mandrills also came closer, and a large number of them appeared. At this time, there were more than a dozen strange-looking mandrills that were pounced on everyone with their teeth and claws.

"Hmmm, Mihuh!" A burst of Buddha sounded, and a golden shock ripple flooded, like a wave of water hitting those mandrills, and then there were ripples, like stones falling into a lake. And those mandrills are equivalent to stones, but they are reduced to powder compared to the sinking of stones into the lake.

"It's so strong!" Scar Ghost was shocked. Whether it was the strange solution at the beginning or the Golden Tiger Fire Dragon, although it was powerful, he also asked himself if he had the strength to fight, and he could protect himself even if he was not good. But this Buddha light looks calm but it is extraordinary, even if he touches it, he is afraid that it will be wiped out!

"Phew!" With the death of their companions, the mandrills go even more crazy. Except for a few more intelligent ones, the others rushed forward with a roar of beating their chests, and then turned into liquid gold or charcoal or dust and dissipated into the world in a scream.

Seeing that the defense was unbreakable, and that the mandrills were dying one by one under all kinds of strange attacks, both of them looked at the scene in front of them in shock. The Scar Ghost is the fear and fear of the night. Lin Qianqian is worshipped. Old man Lin was surprised and shocked. As a senior supernatural fan, I can see this magnificent scene in my lifetime, and I feel that death is worth it!

However, although this spell was powerful, they didn't know that the consumption required during the period was also very terrifying. The consumption of mana alone is not something that ordinary people can bear. The strength of this kind of spell generally requires the strength of a real person or more to be able to cast, because in addition to the stock of mana, the control of mana and the comprehension of the Dao Zhizhi are very important. And with the strength of a real person, even if the qualifications are dull, you can obtain the ranking through the underworld and obtain the qualification for Daigo empowerment, and the strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

It is also because of this that real people can be called real people, but compared to the Daigo empowerment, there is a kind of person who has realized and broken through by himself. Such people are often called geniuses!

However, not everyone is a genius, and most people with mediocre qualifications are still the majority. Moreover, the path that I have comprehended is not necessarily stronger than the Daigo empowerment, and there are many geniuses who have also chosen the empowerment after their efforts have been fruitless.

However, there are actually drawbacks to empowerment, and after this practice, you can only reach the realm of the Heavenly Master at most. After that, no matter how strong the mana is, no matter how deep the comprehension of the Dao is, it is impossible to achieve the Immortal Dao. Unless you abolish one-body cultivation and re-cultivate, but at that point, how many people still have enough time and life to re-cultivate? That's why immortals are so rare, and there are mostly real people in the Yin and Yang world today.

To get back to the point, the Eight Vajra Protector Techniques require the joint blessing of eight real people who are not weak. Because they are not the same body and have different ideas, it is difficult to maintain the formation. However, human wisdom is infinite, and the predecessors used to divide this technique into eight parts, so that everyone's mana is connected and can complement each other. But they are in control, whether they are defending or attacking, whether they are controlling the Golden Tiger or the Fire Dragon, they have to plan in advance. Because of the trouble, the Eight King Kong Protector Techniques are generally large formations arranged in advance, and they also require a very tacit combination.

There are very few things like the Night Dead that can be done almost casually, and they can be laid out in just a minute or two. Moreover, that is, his mana is abundant, and he has already surpassed the ordinary Heavenly Master by many times, and he has reached the peak of the Heavenly Master realm early. As long as you kill the three corpse insects, you can become an immortal.

But to put it simply, this moat is how many heroes have been stopped. How many heavenly talents have turned into dry bones and smoke in front of this gate.

Immortal! It's a threshold, it's a moat. You can get rid of the mortal womb of the flesh and the longevity of the human body by 200, and you can get rid of the fireworks in the world, and you no longer need to eat, you only need to drink the morning dew to maintain your vigorous vitality. It is also invasable from all diseases.

The mana of the Night Immortal is very strong, and it has increased a lot after reaching its peak many years ago, not only increasing the quantity and quality, but also greatly improving. The degree of mana is several times more than that of ordinary Heavenly Masters. Even a youkai of the same level can make him die alive!

That is, he can withstand such a terrifying mana consumption, and if he is replaced by someone else, even if he is also a celestial master, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold it at this time. Of course, others don't dare to use this method, because the mana consumption is terrifying, and once it is exhausted, it is a dead end.

In fact, the Night Immortal didn't want to use this method, no matter how weird those mandrills were. It is not enough to see in the face of his absolute strength. The reason why he is so passive is because of these burdens.

Now he also feels a little bit about why he has become so indecisive, thinking where is the madman who dared to pick an entire demon mountain in anger? Where would my former self compromise with others? However, he has no regrets about all this.

He felt as if he was more of a human being, his past self was just a walking corpse who only thought rationally. Now you will be happy, angry, sad, annoyed, and funny, and you can be considered a real person.

And, though, it's a bit of a hassle. But will he really fall into the hands of a bunch of mountain spirits and wild monsters because of this? The answer, of course, is no. If he hadn't known that there would be stronger enemies and more severe tests waiting for him later, he would have eliminated all these annoying grasshoppers at the cost of mana.

"It's not the way to go on like this, these monsters are endless, as if there is no end. I can't fight them, or I'm afraid I'm going to capsize in the gutter. If it were known that I had died at the hands of a bunch of mountain spirits and monsters, I was afraid that Big Tooth would laugh off. If you let the old man know, I'm afraid that if you kill the underworld, you will also teach me a hard lesson······"

Night Immortal thought secretly in his heart, but his left hand was pinched into a sword finger to maintain the formation. In the back right, a handful of dirt is dug in a clawed shape.

"Clay sculptures, true spirit puppets; Don't give supernatural powers, and appear in a hurry; Haste as a law! ”

As the Nightshade casts the spell, a strong stream of mana is poured from the right hand into the dirt in the hand. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the black dirt slowly squirmed, and gradually turned into the shape of a small person.

As the spell was cast, it eventually turned into a palm-sized miniature version of the Nightshade. As the last word 'order' ended, bursts of light emerged. The little man turned out to be a little different, as if he had come back to life.

The villain who was lying down first blinked his eyes a few times, and his eyes also had a glow. Then he stretched out the palm that bound him, and a carp stood up and moved on the palm of the Night Grim.

"Over to you!" Nightshade looked ahead and spoke up.

The villain nodded and replied silently. Immediately, his hands were spread, and the bursts of crystal light floated, and the villain actually flew up. At first, I was a little uncomfortable and a little shaky, but then I flew two laps and stabilized. It was to show a sneering smile and make a sprint pose.

"Woo! ~" A whistling sound sounded, and a miniature version of the Night Dead burst out of the light curtain.

"Phew!" As soon as the villain came out, several mandrills noticed him, and rushed over with their teeth and claws, as if to tear the villain apart and eat it, so as to get rid of the grievances of holding back their stomachs.

The curvature of the corners of the villain's mouth was even more extreme, and he rushed straight over. When they saw that they were about to collide together, they suddenly drew a beautiful arc and dodged it.

But the ferocious mandrill couldn't help but crash heavily into the back of another mandrill. The two rolled together into balls, crashed into the light curtain, and turned into blood and water.