Chapter 15: Cultivating the Evil Cult (II)
Seeing that the speed at which the three of them could not keep up with the consumption rate of the token, Yeltsin was overjoyed, and the strength in his hand increased, and the originally seriously injured spirit body was even darker at this time.
At this critical juncture, Yang Guang threw out a talisman and yelled:
"Do you really think that the master only gave me a token to save my life?! Eat me a Five Thunder Talisman! ”
Yeltsin's body stopped, and he retreated in an instant, and the five thunder runes, as higher-level thunder runes, also had a struck by the knot, and with his current state of divine soul, he didn't dare to take it hard.
I saw that the spirit rune flashed, and it sank into the ground, and there was an earthy yellow qi.
Yeltsin didn't know that he had been tricked again, and immediately laughed angrily:
"Good boy, I actually played this seat twice, and this seat wants to accept you as a disciple, but I have to wait until I get rid of your cramps and skin to relieve the hatred in my heart."
"Your Excellency can break the barrier, what if I really have five thunder talismans?"
Yang Guang, who threw out an earth spirit talisman, continued to tease, and at this time, his mentality and momentum must not be lost.
"Bastard thing!"
Yeltsin was so violent that he immediately gritted his teeth and stopped leaving his hands, the yin qi of his whole body gathered towards his fingertips, and his spirit body also thinned at a speed visible to the naked eye, almost dissipating.
"Broken!"
Yeltsin pointed at the barrier, and the aura barrier was instantly exploded, and Yang Guang and the others were knocked down by the aftermath of the explosion.
Yeltsin's face was overjoyed, and regardless of the emptiness of the yin qi in his body, he galloped towards Ma Zhenbang.
Although he was very angry with Yang Guang, he knew in his heart that he had to give priority to solving Ma Zhenbang, otherwise when he recovered, he was afraid that he would not be able to leave, and every time he delayed it, there would be more danger.
Yeltsin turned his palm with one hand and put his fingers together to poke Ma Zhenbang's head.
At the critical moment, Ma Zhanbang, who was covered with small rejuvenation charms all over his body, opened his eyes, and the essence and blood in his body were frantically consumed.
"Humph!"
"Bell~"
A mouthful of righteousness hit the flying bell, smashed it into the air, lifted a cloud of smoke and dust, and scrapped a low-grade magic weapon on the spot.
Ma Zhenbang was also uncomfortable, the magic weapon flew to him, and at this time he was bleeding from his mouth and nose due to the shock, if he hadn't just protected his heart when he was pranayama, he would have died on the spot at this moment.
"I didn't expect that! Labor and management also have a magic weapon! ”
Although Yeltsin, whose defensive magic weapon was broken, was distressed, he still did not forget to taunt him, and he was about to kill Ma Zhenbang again.
Ma Zhenbang's face was full of horror, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.
"Yeltsin, eighteen years later, labor and management are a good man again!"
"You don't have a chance!"
Yeltsin's expression was indifferent, and he took out his soul for refining in a while, what ten or eight years? Straight to your ashes.
The palm knife is slowly approaching, Ma Zhenbang was already injured by his own sneak attack before, and the double magic weapon in the process of fighting is basically exhausted, and at this moment, it is used twice in a row, and the oil has long run out, even if he has just recovered a little aura, what can he do? I'm afraid I can't even release a normal spell?!
Thinking of this, Yeltsin suddenly didn't want to kill everyone so quickly, tortured and then trained into a corpse puppet to vent the anger in his heart, wouldn't it be beautiful?
However, the lion fights the rabbit and uses all his strength, Yeltsin doesn't want to become a textbook villain, so it is better to kill Ma Zhenbang first.
As Yeltsin approached, the horror on Ma Zhenbang's face gradually turned to cruelty, bloodthirstiness, and cunning.
By the time Yeltsin found out that something was wrong, it was too late - he was already too close!
"Gan!"
This dog thing has a back hand! Yeltsin turned around and wanted to flee.
"Go!"
A fan-shaped plasma flew out of Ma Zhenbang's palm, covering a large area of the sky from the bottom up, and even the clouds that had just gathered the dragon were scattered, and the wind and clouds changed for a while.
Yeltsin's spirit was reduced to ashes in the screams, and he still became a villain in the textbook, at least Ma Zhenbang will definitely use this case to educate his apprentices.
After Ma Zhenbang finished solving Yeltsin, he looked at the trio who were stunned, admired it, and used the last bit of aura to take the three of them and Yeltsin's storage bag in front of him, and took care of them silently.
Just now Yang Guang sandwiched the five thunder talismans in the small rejuvenation talisman and threw them over, and Ma Zhenbang immediately knew Yang Guang's thoughts after discovering it.
Yang Guang maintained the barrier, unable to stimulate the maximum power of the Five Thunder Talismans, so he simply threw it to Ma Zhenbang, no matter how seriously he was injured, using the Five Thunder Talismans was stronger than the Qi Cultivation Period.
And it is true, Ma Zhenbang, as a monk of the Yudan period, took advantage of the time to recover from his injuries and absorbed this bit of spiritual energy to perfectly use the Five Thunder Talismans.
The more I look at Yang Guang at the moment, the more I feel pleasing to the eye, resourceful, and with acceptable qualifications, Ma Zhenbang even moved the mind of accepting apprentices, but unfortunately, people have a heritage.
I mistakenly regarded others as my own disciples before, and this will be even more indebted to others, which is really fatal.
Ma Zhenbang wiped the blood on his face, a little embarrassed.
"Ouch~"
In the middle of the sound, Yang Guang, who was stunned, woke up slowly, and his whole body was in pain, and his internal organs were more like they were displaced, which made people nauseous.
"What are you doing?!"
Looking at Ma Zhenbang, who was staring at him, Yang Guang was a little scared, the master once said that even if it is a boy, he must protect himself when he goes out, and he rolled three steps away with a vigilant face, and crossed his hands to protect his chest.
Ma Zhenbang's face is full of black lines, his dignified deacon of the outer gate of the Lingyun Sect, and Ma Zhenbang, the cold-faced killing god, will one day be considered a pervert?! Yang Guang glanced at Yang Guang angrily and said:
"The three of you have contributed to assisting in killing the evil cultivators, and this evil cultivator's storage bag is a reward."
After that, Ma Zhenbang waved his hand, broke the prohibition of the storage bag, and took away the yin evil poison in the storage bag, and then threw it to Yang Guang.
"I have taken out the poisonous and evil weapons among them, and I hope that you will use them on the righteous path. Okay, I still have to go back to the city to recuperate, and since you wake up, I won't stay longer. ”
After Ma Zhenbang finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, he was too seriously injured and needed to go back to the city to recuperate, and he carefully felt the surrounding environment, and found that there was no danger, so he was relieved to leave.
"Take the loot as a reward, but the loss is still a great monk, pick and search."
Yang Guang muttered quietly in the back.
Ma Zhenbang's body stiffened when he heard this, his ears turned red, and he habitually regarded the other party as an outer disciple under his hands.
He immediately took out a bottle of elixir from his pocket and threw it back.
"This bottle of Tsukidan will reward you."
After saying that, he hurriedly left without looking back, for fear of making some embarrassing scenes again.
"Ahem."
At this time, Ye Hanqiu and Lin Xiaoxiao also woke up, feeling similar to Yang Guang at the moment, disgusting and tight, Yang Guang hurriedly went over to help pat his back.
"What about Deacon Ma?"
"Gone."
Ye Hanqiu looked around, and indeed there was no human figure, and he picked up the magic sword on the ground that had suffered great spiritual damage, and said distressedly:
"It's a fish in the pond, it's a fish in the pond! cough cough cough~"
Since Lin Xiaoxiao woke up, she sat in place, looking stunned.
"Okay, senior brother, your deacon Ma gave a reward when he left, and he said before that he would remember the merits, No, this is the storage bag for the evil cultivator, and there is an extra bottle of Tsukidan."
Yang Guang took out the storage bag and put the pill bottle in front of Ye Hanqiu.
Ye Hanqiu gasped for a while, and then he felt much better.
"How's that going to work? We have nothing to repay this time for our brother's righteous action, how can we be embarrassed to share the spoils with you? ”