Chapter 182: The Yellow Sparrow is behind
"Who the hell? Don't be sneaky, get out of here."
The middle-aged lama was extremely angry.
Not only did he now have to strengthen his shield to resist Huang Ming's long sword slam, but he also had to be careful to guard against another sneak attack, and his energy began to be distracted.
But Huang Ming began to be happy.
No matter who made the move, the current situation was in his favor, so he took advantage of the middle-aged lama's distraction and suddenly increased his mana to urge the small sword rune treasure.
Just listen to the "bang".
The middle-aged lama's mana long snake was struck by Huang Ming's small sword rune treasure into a golden light fragment that disappeared with the wind.
The little sword rune treasure turned its head in the air and flew towards the bracelet.
Seeing Huang Ming's rune treasure turning, the middle-aged lama shouted "receive" and recalled the bracelet back in his hand.
He no longer had the intention of controlling magic weapons, not that his divine thoughts and mana were not enough, but that he was worried that he would be attacked.
Since the cultivation of the sneak attacker is no less than his own, the best way is to preserve his strength and brake quietly.
"Fuck off".
The middle-aged lama pushed forward with both hands, and a huge halo flew towards Huang Ming in front of him.
Huang Ming hurriedly took a brisk step and blocked it in front of him with a shield, and when he heard the "bell", Huang Ming took another seven or eight steps back.
"Senior brother, you deal with this loose cultivator."
The middle-aged lama shouted, lifted his breath sharply, and volleyed away in the direction where the big green fireball was flying.
The other two lamas didn't speak, and directly took out the magic weapon.
One lama offered a vajra pestle engraved with runes, while the other offered a blue bead the size of an egg.
The Vajra Demon Descending Pestle emitted a faint golden light, and the "whoosh" flew towards Huang Ming, and the blue bead shot a blue glow at Huang Ming after it rose into the air.
Huang Ming was illuminated by the blue glow, and he only felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his hands and feet immediately became a little stiff, and his movements became very slow.
"Your sister's".
Huang Ming scolded angrily, these two lamas are not only cultivators in the early stage of Jindan, but also work together, which is completely bullying the small with the big and bullying the small with the more.
However, Huang Ming couldn't help but think about it, the Vajra Demon Descending Pestle had already flown in front of him.
Huang Ming raised the shield in his hand, and "Bang" blocked the King Kong Demon Pestle, and was repelled several steps, and the small silver shield also showed obvious marks.
The lama's magic weapon is at least a high-level low-grade, but Huang Ming's silver shield is only a middle-level low-grade, and it can't withstand a few hits.
Huang Ming's mood sank to the extreme, facing two Jindan early stage monks at the same time, there was no chance of winning at all, his only thought now was to kill one to be enough, and kill two to earn one.
Huang Ming's mind moved, and the rune treasure attacked the blue bead that shot out a glowing light, and he slowly advanced towards the two lamas he did with the middle-aged lama in one hand and a sword in the other.
At this moment, "Hu" was another big green fireball flying from a distance, hitting the middle-aged lama who had already flown into the distance.
Of course, it was the lama's mana shield that was hit.
This time, though, everyone saw where the fireball was coming from.
The fireball shot out from a stake in the ground not far away.
"What is this?".
The middle-aged lama was stunned, could it be that this stake was the enemy's magic weapon? But what about the enemy? Where is the enemy?
"Who the hell, please come and speak?"
The middle-aged lama felt frightened, and he couldn't find out that the enemy was obviously close at hand, which showed that the other party had either practiced the Breath Gathering Exercise, or had cultivated much higher than himself.
"This is the forbidden place of the four sects of Buddhism and Taoism, and the Pure Altar Sect is doing things here, and I also ask Taoist friends not to interfere."
The middle-aged lama was a little weak-hearted, and while looking around, he changed his tone and asked loudly.
At this moment, I only heard a "pop", a crackling sound.
Huang Ming was about to walk up to the two lamas with the attack, but the small silver shield in his hand was shattered by the lama's vajra demon pestle.
"Smack", another crisp sound.
The lama who sacrificed the beads re-sacrificed a white bone sword to block Huang Ming's talisman treasure.
The bone sword and the rune treasure held each other in mid-air, but the light of the rune treasure faded, and the mana in the rune was about to be exhausted.
However, at this moment, the wooden stake erected on the ground suddenly "whirred" and shot three green fireballs in succession, hitting the three lamas respectively.
"Who the hell? Still not showing up? How long will I see if you can hide? ”。
The middle-aged lama finally couldn't help it, dodged the green fireball and swung forward with one hand, and a golden ball of light flew out of his palm and hit the wooden stake standing on the ground.
The ball of light hit the stake, and the stake turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared instantly.
But just listening to the "click", another wooden stake appeared out of thin air and was directly inserted next to those lamas.
"What the hell is this?".
The middle-aged lama was taken aback again.
The two lamas who were fighting with Huang Ming also immediately dodged the fireball, retreated to the middle-aged lama's side, and ignored Huang Ming.
"Aren't you monks dragging your feet? What are you afraid of? ”。
A Yunling dialect came from behind the wooden stake, and immediately after, three human heads wrapped in yellow wrapped cloth appeared from behind the wooden stake.
"This? You guys? Why don't you have a body? ”。
The three lamas were all frightened, what is the situation, how come there is only a human head and no body?
"Who says we have a body?"
As soon as the words fell, the bodies of the three witch cultivators were slowly revealed from top to bottom, until the whole body was exposed, and a young witch cultivator was holding a huge checkered square handkerchief in his hand.
"Pretending to be a ghost, it turned out that he used a magic weapon that could be invisible."
The middle-aged lama breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately glanced at the three of them with his divine thoughts.
But then he found that with his cultivation in the middle of the Jindan, he couldn't distinguish the cultivation realm of these people, and he only felt that the mana aura on these people was very turbid.
"What is it called pretending? I don't care what your situation is, I quickly take out that meteorite."
The old Wu Xiu, named Ji Ang, spoke to the lamas in a thick Yunling dialect.
"This is the forbidden place of my Buddhist sect, who are you? Dare to speak outrageously? ”。
Although several lamas had doubts in their hearts, they thought that this was the territory of their Buddhism, and they had some confidence.
"Say yes, Mao sighed and I was verbose, so I quickly took it out from the meteorite."
"Why? We found this fire cloud crystal, why should we give it to you? ”。
"Nonsense!".
Huang Ming interjected.
"Master Jiao, the meteorite is what we just found in the riverbed, these monks have to rob it, since the master wants to use the meteorite to save people, then I am willing to give the meteorite to you."
As soon as these witch cultivators appeared, Huang Ming was thinking in his heart.
These lamas of Buddhism clearly want to kill people and seize treasures, and they have no chance of winning, although these witch cultivators are also here to rob meteorites, but as long as the meteorites are not killed.
Since the meteorite must not be saved, the hero will not suffer the immediate loss, so it is better to sell his favor and give the meteorite to these witch cultivators, and maybe he can also form a good relationship with these witch cultivators.