Chapter 100: Destroying the Withering and Decaying False Magical Powers

Bang!

Chen Shi held a hammer in both hands, smashed the fence in front of him with a hammer, and strode into the ghost wolf tribe.

The dozen or so refining disciples from Lava Valley spontaneously gathered around him.

Although Chen Shi's cultivation among them was not the strongest, the relationship between them on weekdays was already good, and they all knew that this battle was dominated by Lingxiu Peak disciples, so they were very consciously united and did not dare to separate.

Because they knew that they and the others had spent all their minds on refining weapons on weekdays, and they really didn't have much experience in fighting, and most of them were still in contact with combat for the first time, and their hearts were empty, so they naturally didn't dare to be too reckless.

However, when they use their own means to participate in the battle, they show a different side.

These people followed the path of refining, and as disciples of Lava Valley, they themselves had a lot of preferential treatment in terms of refining materials, so after mastering the refining weapon, they would build self-defense magic weapons for themselves.

Some of them have a broken mind, and they will try to refine some strange magic weapons to try for their own refining path.

Therefore, the number of Dharma weapons on each of them is generally more than that on the bodies of other outer disciples.

So with this shot, I immediately saw all kinds of magic weapons being sacrificed.

In addition to the refining hammers that almost all the male disciples have, the rest of the flying swords, short spears, Jin Ge, flying shuttles, short axes and other sharp weapons poured out, and a few female disciples sacrificed very delicate magic weapons such as Jinpa, long silk, scissors, flying needles, and flower baskets, but the power was not inferior to others.

There are also some special magic weapons, limited to the cultivation of these disciples, but the material level of the refining weapon is too high to be thoroughly refined, so it looks extremely ugly, it looks like a stump, a boulder, or even a lump of things that make people unable to distinguish the specific shape.

To put it simply, the raw materials are refined, but the power is also very powerful.

In addition, there were two disciples who didn't know that they had the opportunity to release the spiritual fire.

This made several disciples of Lingxiu Peak who had faded into the Mortal Realm see it, and they couldn't help but feel envious.

Spiritual flames are still very rare in the cultivation world, although the power of their flames does not seem to be too strong at this time, but since they have integrated into themselves, they obviously want to use it as a natal spiritual fire, and their power can increase as their cultivation increases.

With this thing, their future in the refining vein is bound to be limitless.

However, seeing that these Lava Valley disciples who came to help performed well, Ling Xiufeng's disciples naturally did not want to fall into disadvantage.

At the moment, cast spells one by one, manipulate magic weapons to kill in, and kill all the barbarians who stood in the way on the spot.

Barbarians are indeed fierce by nature, even if they are suddenly attacked, and even many people have no clothes on them, let alone weapons in hand, they still scream and rush towards everyone.

Moreover, the barbarians of the wasteland, whether men, women, young or old, can fight and kill.

So at this moment, they are not just dealing with the tribal warriors, but the crazy counterattack of the entire tribe.

However, they soon discovered the difference in strength between the two sides, and they were unable to rush to the front of the monks.

Just when they were at a loss, not knowing whether to continue charging or fleeing in all directions, they heard the order of the barbarian patriarch in the rear, and they summoned the evil ghosts on their bodies one after another, and manipulated the evil ghosts to attack the monks.

In an instant, the entire tribe of ten thousand ghosts gathered, and the number of dense yin spirits jumped all the disciples.

Although I knew in advance that the barbarians offered ghosts and gods and raised ghosts, but when I suddenly saw so many ghosts, it would be false to say that I didn't feel sorry for them.

Chen Shi was also a little weak-hearted.

However, he believed that Cao Xiu would not harm him, and since he was called, he would definitely not watch him die.

So he tentatively raised the hammer in his hand and turned it into a grinding disc and smashed it towards several fierce ghosts.

Then, to his astonishment, the seven or eight powerful ghosts were actually scattered under his tentative hammer!

"Huh?"

He was a little surprised, and released another flame from his backhand.

With a bang, the flames exploded, incinerating several demons.

"Hahaha, I thought these ghosts were so powerful, it turned out to be a little more powerful than the most ordinary ghosts."

Chen Shi suddenly got up, stretched out his hand to recall the big hammer, wielded the blazing wind of his debut, and took the lead in killing the ten thousand ghosts, the whole person was like a general charging into battle, rushing into it like a dead and decaying, and the ordinary ghosts and ghosts would die if they were touched by his double hammer, and they would die if they touched it.

Seeing this, the rest of the disciples also doubled their confidence, and followed him into the midst of the evil ghosts, cutting melons and vegetables to kill many yin spirits.

Although the barbarians all offer to the ghosts and gods, ordinary barbarians do not have enough qi and blood, and they cannot sacrifice enough sacrifices, so they naturally cannot raise powerful evil ghosts.

Although it can be miraculous when hunting with evil spirits against ordinary beasts, whether it is covering the eyes of fierce beasts or confusing the perception of prey with illusions, they can easily get the harvest.

But these ghosts, who were not much stronger than ordinary Yin Spirits, were obviously far from being able to use their weak illusions to deal with the disciples of the Great Luo Sect.

So he was quickly exterminated by the disciples and killed a large number of them.

Not all goblins, though, are so vulnerable.

The strength of those powerful ghosts summoned by the elite of the wolf rider is obviously stronger, even if they are still not opponents, they can already stop the monks' footsteps a little.

Although defeat could not be avoided, with this delay, many warriors responded to the call of their patriarch and gathered around the ghost wolf patriarch.

And under their long howl, the ghost wolves scattered outside the tents everywhere rushed to find their respective masters.

Many elite warriors ran and jumped on their mounts, and under the leadership of the patriarch, they harnessed the ghost wolves and charged at the monks.

If it's just like this, as long as a flying sword and other magic weapons are attacked, it will definitely be able to penetrate the bodies of most barbarian warriors.

But with a roar from the Ghost Wolf Patriarch, the many demon tattoos on his strong body twisted and deformed, and then turned into twelve powerful ghosts with strong breaths.

Each of these powerful ghosts has an aura that is not weaker than the fading realm.

If it was just like this, what surprised everyone even more was that the momentum of the barbarian patriarch was gradually rising, and finally it was raised to the point of shocking everyone.

"Divine Realm?"

Zhao Huaichun's face showed solemnity: "This barbarian actually has the strength of the Divine Power Realm, and there are twelve powerful ghosts in the Mortal Realm around him, this is not easy to fight!" ”

He just said that it is difficult to fight, not that it cannot be beaten!

As a disciple of the Great Luo Sect, even if he is only an outer disciple, he still has his own pride in his heart, and he doesn't think that more than 100 disciples will not be able to take down a single barbarian tribe!

"Senior brothers, don't worry, just give me this fang!"

In the distance, Cao Xiu's words suddenly came.

Then, I saw the barbarian patriarch who was originally riding a huge ghost wolf to attack, and the front legs of the ghost wolf under the seat were weak, and he was suddenly thrown out with the man and the wolf!