"Poof!"

Artoria's holy sword slashed, and a thick fleshy tentacle turned into flesh foam directly under the wind king's enchantment.

Sure enough, the monsters at the peak of the dragon transformation are no opponent in front of Artoria and their super-level figures, Zhang Cheng said secretly.

Zhang Cheng was not worried, but Uncle Zhang Jiao on the side frowned, staring at the mountain tentacle monster with more and more solemn eyes.

"No, this monster is too weird, its aura is increasing!"

Zhang Jiao suddenly exclaimed, but at this time, Zhang Cheng had already grabbed a thunder talisman and rushed out.

Passing the river waves on tiptoes, for the Heavenly Master Daoist, the basic spiritual power and charms can walk on the water, Zhang Cheng is naturally not a problem.

"Little Five Thunder Blasting Technique!"

Like a spirit monkey, his body moved rapidly, and Zhang Cheng landed directly on a dancing tentacle in the next second, and with a flick of his right hand, five yellow talismans that flashed with spiritual light were directly attached to the tentacles.

"Click!"

The seal fell, Zhang Cheng flew directly to the other tentacle, and the tentacle with the thunder light talisman behind him was suddenly torn apart by a dazzling silver-white thunderbolt out of thin air.

"Yo, boy, there's a set!"

The thunder and lightning broke through the sky above, and the thunder ox cart violently smashed the tentacles in front of him into minced meat, gave Zhang Cheng a thumbs up, and the look of appreciation disappeared in a flash, and the thunder ox cart rushed out again in the next second.

Accepting the praise of the conquering king Iskandar with peace of mind, Zhang Cheng still followed the old routine, throwing his hands and tearing up the tentacles with the little five thunder blasting techniques.

In just a few minutes, Zhang Cheng relied on the Little Five Thunder Blasting Technique composed of Thunder Light Talismans to tear apart three huge tentacles.

No, it can't be that simple!

Zhang Cheng stopped, the unexpectedly smooth battle gave him a bad premonition, and he looked up again to observe the tentacle monster that was already full of holes.

As far as the eye can see, the boiling river, the tentacle meat scraps that have been crumbled into minced meat are constantly wriggling like maggots, and if someone with a dense phobia sees it, they will probably go crazy.

Zhang Cheng's scalp was numb, and the tentacle monster had a strong recovery ability, which was a situation that Artoria knew after her first sword.

No matter what kind of crushing it is, the meat foam and meat scrap are gradually wriggling together.

Even the scorched black that has been struck by lightning can be restored, but it takes a little longer than the rest of the flesh.

And everyone's intention is obvious, to use devastating destructive power to make the healing speed of the tentacle monster unable to keep up with the speed of injury.

But after such a long period of destruction, the meat foam has been piled up in the river, and the number of tentacles has not decreased, but has increased a lot.

"Retreat, boy!"

The shouts of the conquering king Iskandar interrupted Zhang Cheng's thinking, it seemed that not only Zhang Cheng felt that something was wrong, but also the conquering king Iskandar and Artoria had also discovered that something was wrong.

Zhang Cheng followed the conquering king Iskandar and Artoria and retreated to the riverbank, and as soon as he returned, Uncle Zhang Jiao, who had not participated in the battle, spoke.

"It's useless to consume, this monster keeps improving!" Zhang Jiao began.

"Improve? This thing can still be improved?"

Hearing Zhang Jiao's words, Iskandar, the king of conquest, shouted with wide eyes.

This piece of meat simply made him feel like he had nowhere to put his mouth, and he could even improve it, how could he not be surprised.

Rather than the useless exclamation of the King of Conquest, Artoria asked the core question directly.

"Clergy, what's the way to destroy this guy?"

"Either completely destroy this monster with one blow, or wait for this monster to destroy the entire town of Winterwood!"

Zhang Jiao replied directly, the meaning of his words was very simple, if there was no way to destroy this monster in one blow, everyone should leave as soon as possible.

Belch......

A few people paused, Zhang Cheng needless to say, his little strength, even if he didn't understand the dragon-level peak meat block, he couldn't destroy it in an instant.

"My King's army can't fatally wound such a behemoth, but it can trap it for a short time!" said Iskandar, the conqueror.

His Noble Phantasm is a military Noble Phantasm, and even the Thunder Oxcart is only a leading charge, and it is impossible to inflict instant fatal wounds on a piece of meat.

"Caster's magic dependence is the magic guide book in your hand, if you can make Caster's position revealed, I can kill him instantly!"

A familiar clear voice sounded, and everyone's eyes instantly locked on Lancer, who slowly appeared.

Seeing Lancer appear, Zhang Cheng subconsciously thought of the lemon head who released the cannon, and with the temperament of the lemon head, he might be hiding around here.

However, now the lemon head is secondary, and compared to the lemon head that fights together, Zhang Cheng wants to hunt more about this Caster who killed Li Xue.

When the thought flickered, Zhang Jiao had already opened his mouth to interrupt Zhang Cheng's thoughts.

"Judging from the destructive power just now, it is far from enough, if you want that heroic spirit to show its face, the difficulty is already equivalent to destroying it in an instant!"

Zhang Jiao's tone was slightly solemn, and his gaze at Lancer was very calm, as if he had known that he was here.

This one didn't work, that one didn't, the scene was silent again, and no one noticed that Artoria's silver fangs were clenched together as she stood by and listened quietly.

"Is the spirit spell useful?"

Zhang Cheng's inquiry broke the silence, and he subconsciously thought of this spiritual spell when he remembered Zhang Jiao's everything.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao shook his head slightly and said: "The object of the Senluo Wanxiang also needs to be determined, how much do you think that if you cast the Senluo Wanxiang against a big mountain, how much impact will a small insect hiding in the depths of the mountain receive?"

The answer is that the impact can be completely ignored, and Zhang Cheng can know it without guessing.

Immortals are not omnipotent, they are only monks with a higher realm, maybe someone will be able to do that, but this kind of existence Zhang Cheng can't imagine for the time being.

Senluo is useless, but it doesn't mean that other Dao techniques are useless, this is what Zhang Jiao didn't say.

It's not that he is selfish, he has this level of Dao technique, but it is impossible for this level of spell to be cast by his current state.

Zhang Jiao's current body is the embodiment of the Holy Grail ability with Taoist spells.

Maybe it's a little stronger than the other heroic spirits, but the body alone makes Zhang Jiao very restricted.

Unlike his body, which can use powerful Dao techniques at will, this body's use of Dao techniques must consider the source of magic and spiritual power, and it all depends on Zhang Jiao's little reserve to use the Dao technique that is comparable to ascending to the sky.

If it is forcibly used, it is bound to borrow Zhang Cheng's spiritual power, how much spiritual power does Zhang Jiao need?

Under the real cast, the instantaneous riot of spiritual power can directly tear apart Zhang Cheng's now cracked meridians, and it is Zhang Cheng's cultivation that pays for the big move.

This kind of thing is not what Zhang Jiao wants to see, so even if he can destroy the tentacle monster, Zhang Jiao will not make a move.

If it really comes to the end, Zhang Cheng is willing to give up his cultivation in exchange for the survival of Dongmu Town, then Zhang Jiao will have nothing to say.