After listening to Feng Yue's suggestion, Wu Ming ignored it even more, now that he has met each other, it is impossible to turn enemies into friends, and the other party still wants to give up the only talisman treasure by himself, he Wu Ming is not the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva, so kind, he sneered and continued to urge the mana in his body.

When Feng Yue saw that the other party was pretending to be deaf, he knew that this matter must be endless, thinking of this, his killing intent turned into substance, his face sank, and Sen Ran said: "Since you are bent on finding death, then the old man will fulfill you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Yue continued to aim at Wu Ming with the fire python diagram, and the fire python that had absorbed Feng Yue's pure yuan mana suddenly opened its big mouth, and a series of crimson fireballs roared towards his golden bell jar.

This time, the fireball was slightly smaller than the last time, but the number was three times more than the last time, this was because Feng Yue forcibly entered more mana, and the fireball continued to attack above the golden bell jar, and the red light and the golden light collided fiercely again.

The loud sound of "bell ......" is endless, like rain hitting plantains, crackling, perhaps because of the successive acknowledgments of the other party's attacks, the golden light on the surface of the golden bell jar at this time is much dimmer than just now, and the continuous resistance to the fireball will definitely continue to consume the energy of the golden bell jar.

At this time, the golden bell jar was even more concave, and there were tumor-sized pits.

At this time, the collision of two different energies made a continuous sound of "zilazila!"

Thirty or forty fireballs continued to attack, and although the golden bell jar could barely resist it, the energy on it had already exhausted eighty or ninety percent of the energy, and it was estimated that it would be shattered in the next one.

After this wave of attacks, Feng Yue's face couldn't help but feel a little pity, because the energy of the Fire Python Diagram had been exhausted again, his face was even more gloomy, and he seemed to have secretly made a decision, at this time he didn't care about anything, the pure Yuan mana in his body was like a torrent lacking embankment, rushing to inject into the Fire Python Diagram.

This top-level magic weapon seemed to have eaten a great tonic elixir, and suddenly, the golden light was generous, emitting a more dazzling light, like a sun rising in the night, making people dare not look directly.

And Feng Yue was even more because of the forced input of mana, the consumption was huge, and his face was as pale as paper, but the killing intent on his face was even stronger, he knew the power of the rune treasure, and he was ready to give Wu Ming a fatal blow when the other party had not yet sacrificed, he couldn't care about it so much.

With Feng Yue's loud shout, I saw him throw the fire python diagram forward vigorously, and his right hand suddenly pinched the law.

"Python!"

I saw that the fire python picture suspended in mid-air suddenly shone brightly, the golden light was bright, and it was transformed into a fire python eight or nine zhang long in an instant, lifelike, vivid, it was exactly the same as the one drawn on the fire python map, but now it has increased countless times.

At this time, the fire python held its head high and swallowed the scarlet snake hyacinth.

"Go!"

Feng Yue didn't dare to hesitate, and with a finger, the fire python immediately opened its bloody mouth, spit out bloody wind, and pounced viciously towards Wu Ming, as fast as lightning.

With a deafening loud bang, the fire python instantly pierced into the golden bell jar, and suddenly the golden light was generous, however, it was obvious that this time the fire python had the upper hand, only to see that the golden bell jar had consumed a lot of power in many attacks, and this time the impact was stronger than any time.

Soon, the golden mangs transformed by the golden bell jar quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally with a bang, it finally fell apart, and finally the energy inside was exhausted, and it turned into an ordinary rune paper again.

Seeing this, Feng Yue couldn't help but be overjoyed, at this time, the fire python was only a few feet away from Wu Ming, and he was about to be swallowed by the fire python.

At this moment, Wu Ming, who was originally sitting cross-legged, suddenly shouted.

"Up!"

I saw that the rune treasure that was spread out in Wu Ming's hand was full of purple light at this time, and he threw the spirit rune forward, and suddenly, the rune treasure let out a sword sound.

With a flash of purple light, the rune treasure also transformed into a purple giant sword of about one zhang.

The giant sword instantly caught up with the fire python, which was comparable to the giant mouth of the fire python, but the purple sword that was conjured was not as huge as the fire python, but the purple sword that was conjured by the rune treasure was of a higher grade.

In mid-air, the golden light and the purple light were intertwined, and for a while, the golden light suppressed the purple mang, and for a while, the purple light and the stabbing golden light retreated again and again, and for a while, it was even comparable.

It stands to reason that the power of the rune treasure is definitely much stronger than that of the high-grade magic weapon, but Wu Ming's current cultivation is low, and he has not exerted the power of the rune treasure, if Wu Ming breaks through the foundation building period, the power of the purple light sword will gradually be exerted.

At this time, neither of them dared to slack off in the slightest, they were carefully controlling the magic weapons and rune treasures in their hands, they all knew very well that as long as either party was a little careless, they would definitely give the other party a heart-piercing cold, even if Feng Yue was a foundation building period monk, he could not resist the blow of the rune treasure.

And Wu Ming was also unable to withstand an attack from a top-level magic weapon.

The two of them also continued to send mana to the magic weapons and rune treasures.

However, because the power of the rune treasure is more powerful, and the fire python wants not to be shot down, it must continue to input more mana.

No one could help the other party, so the battle between Wu Ming and Feng Yue turned into a tug-of-war competition, depending on whose mana was more durable.

It stands to reason that Wu Ming's mana strength is definitely far inferior to Feng Yue, but, correspondingly, the power of Fu Bao is greater, so there is no reason for his defeat so far.

At this time, Feng Yue's face was even paler than just now, and the continuous mana input made him unexpected, he never expected that the other party would be so difficult, thinking of this, he could only take out dozens of low-level spirit stones from the storage bag to replenish mana.

However, when he saw that Wu Ming was also holding a fist-sized spirit stone at this time, this discovery made his face even more ugly, because the spirit stone in the other party's hand was a middle-grade spirit stone.

He also had the mid-grade spirit stones before, but he had already used them up in order to get the top-level magic weapons in his hands, so when he knew that Lei Zhen used the Xuansha Jade Mine to ask him for help, he was willing to make a move.

Everyone knows that the aura contained in a middle-grade spirit stone is dozens of times stronger than that of a low-level spirit stone, and for being able to replenish mana with a middle-grade spirit stone, it must be much faster than a low-level spirit stone.

Thinking of this, Feng Yue decisively withdrew the Earth Wall Technique, which could reduce the consumption of mana, because if he still used the Earth Wall Technique, in the long run, his mana would indeed be consumed even more.

And the main reason is that he is not afraid of the other party's sudden attack by the talisman treasure, because ordinary foundation building period cultivators also drive a magic weapon, which is related to the strength of the person's divine soul spiritual power, and his current divine soul spiritual power cannot be distracted.

The primary foundation building period can control one, the intermediate level can control two magic weapons at the same time, and the advanced foundation building period can control three magic weapons at the same time, which is common knowledge in the immortal cultivation world.

It is very important to note that only one magic weapon can be controlled because of the strength of the spiritual power of the divine soul.

Feng Yue's cultivation is only the peak of the primary foundation building period, and he has not yet reached the intermediate level, so he can only control one magic weapon at present, and if he wants to change to another magic weapon, he must put away the original magic weapon, which is why he just started to collect the silver fork.

And Wu Ming's cultivation is only a mere Qi cultivation period, so he is still relatively relieved.

At this time, Wu Ming's face was also uncomfortable, under normal circumstances, Fu Bao would be able to last for about a quarter of an hour, if it weren't for the recovery mana of the medium-grade spirit stone, he would have been exhausted long ago.

However, if it goes on like this, sooner or later he will still be defeated, after all, the mana of the monk in the foundation building period is indeed several times stronger than him, if it weren't for the fact that the opponent's magic weapon is far inferior to his own rune treasure, he would have been swallowed alive by the fire python.

However, just as Wu Ming was pondering and thinking of a way, Feng Yue made a move that Wu Ming didn't expect, and the other party actually withdrew the earth wall technique, wasn't he afraid of a sudden sneak attack?

The other party's actions made Wu Ming have bad thoughts, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see Feng Yue continue to launch any attacks.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming raised his left hand, and the five Xuantie beads went straight to Feng Yue's vital point with a whistling sound.

Seeing this, Feng Yue couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw that the other party was using this method again, only to see a layer of faint mana covering appear on him.

He didn't look at the flying black iron beads.

"Puff puff!" A few sounds, the Xuantie Bead was as the other party imagined, and it was instantly bounced open by the faint layer of mana cover, which did not have half an impact on him.

"Boy, I advise you not to waste your efforts, how can this mortal iron break my defenses, you still die early!" After speaking, his mind continued to drive the arson python to keep chasing the opponent's purple sword.

After a while, what made Feng Yue very happy was that after such a long time, the light of this purple sword finally became more and more dim, and he believed that after a while, he would exhaust the other party's mana, and he was confident about this, after all, the difference between the Qi training period and the foundation building period was still very large, and victory would eventually fall into his Feng Yue's hands.

At this time, Wu Ming continued to shoot Xuantie beads at Feng Yue, and the Xuantie beads kept making a crackling sound like rain hitting banana leaves, but Feng Yue didn't care about this at all, and the other party's performance at this time made him think that it was a dying struggle, which was meaningless.

At this moment, when Wu Ming shot twenty or thirty Xuantie beads to Fengyue, a blood-red light was hidden behind the Xuantie beads.

"Puff puff" dozens of sounds, causing ripples in a circle of mana cover on Feng Yue's body, he turned his head to look, and wanted to continue to taunt the other party for a few words.

At this time, what, how is it blood red, and then his face was shocked, he suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and his soul trembled with fright, Feng Yue didn't want to think about it, he was about to jump up and dodge, but at this moment, an incomparably powerful divine soul spiritual power instantly enveloped his body, and this coercion made the speed at which he wanted to dodge a beat slower.

"Zila!" With a bang, the mana cover on Feng Yue's body was like paper paste, and it was instantly pierced by the Blood Flame Needle, stabbing at Feng Yue's throat without slowing down.

Feng Yue secretly screamed badly, and suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and his right hand instinctively covered his throat, but the throat had been pierced by a blood flame needle with a large hole the thickness of a thumb, and hot blood sprayed out.

At this time, Feng Yue still wanted to say something, but the pierced throat could only let out a few dry roars, and with a deep look of regret on his face, his head tilted, and he collapsed to the ground.

Wu Ming couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that he had succeeded in a sneak attack, you must know that after a while, he would definitely not be able to resist.

However, he has not let down the slightest vigilance, the other party is a foundation building period, and the magic power is vast, and then Wu Ming continued to control the purple sword to make up a few swords for the other party, and only when he saw that the other party did not have the slightest reaction did he let go, of course, the other party's storage bag also fell into Wu Ming's hands, so he stopped.