"Senior Brother Wang, if it goes on like this, we won't be able to last long!"

Ning Zhong immediately whispered.

This black-clothed ghost cultivator is too fast, and his attacks are terrifying, while Wang Yuan and Ning Zhong are helpless at all.

Attack, can't attack.

Can only be defended passively.

But it can't go on like this.

The means shown by this ghost cultivator are really extraordinary, and the spiritual power is deeper than the two of them, so if it is consumed like this, it may be Wang Yuan and the two who run out of spiritual power first.

And......

There are many demon cultivators here, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect are estimated to either die or flee, and after a while, Wang Yuan and the two may be besieged by more than twenty demon cultivators.

Then there is no place to die.

If it goes on like this, I can only pray that the two uncles will win, and the disciples of the Demon Sect will be dispersed.

Otherwise, it is just waiting for death.

Wang Yuan's face was also very solemn:

"That's true, but I don't have any other secret techniques here, is there any other way for Senior Brother Ning? If he continues, he can only escape against this person's attack. ”

Ning Zhong's face sank when he heard this:

"I still have the power to strike, but this man dodges too quickly. ”

"In that case, I'm here to help you. ”

Wang Yuan said coldly.

The shield was retracted, and a faint bright yellow shield around Wang Yuan's body protected the surroundings.

The black-clothed ghost's body cultivation was like a ghost's shadow, and one after another ghost claws attacked, but there was nothing to be done.

And at this time, Wang Yuan pinched the magic trick in his hand.

Airplanes!

Six runes condensed in an instant.

The surrounding water-attribute aura quickly converged, and the speed and momentum of this convergence surprised the black-clothed ghost cultivators.

Soon, the water attribute aura converged into a water cloud of forty or fifty zhang.

Tick!

Tick!

Water droplets fall from the sky.

There is a faint aura in this droplet.

Consummation-level water cloud technique.

Every time he cast the Water Cloud Technique, Wang Yuan felt different.

Casting other spells is a burden, and the spiritual power gathers to attract the spiritual power between heaven and earth, which consumes one's own spiritual power, consumes divine consciousness, and consumes some energy every time it is cast.

But casting the Water Cloud Technique is different.

When the water cloud technique is performed, it seems to resonate with heaven and earth.

Perform it once, and it will be hearty.

"This spell ......"

The black-clothed ghost frowned slightly.

Demon Dao monks, mainly killing, spells that have nothing to do with killing, rarely practice, and this spell seems to have nothing to do with killing, but their own natal spirit ghosts perceive differently.

Call!

The rain fell, and Wang Yuan finally showed a smile on his face.

With a pinch of the law in his hand, the blue water sword in Wang Yuan's hand hummed.

Water cloud thousand drops of sword tricks.

The next moment, the water droplets in the water cloud condensed into a water sword, and it slashed towards the black-clothed ghost cultivator.

Whoa!

The water sword is not very powerful.

But there are extremely large quantities.

This is also a way to use the water cloud thousand drops sword technique, but such a large area of water swords falls, forming a sword rain, and when it is shared, the power is much weaker.

Call!

The black figure shook rapidly, and the black-clothed ghost cultivator dodged most of the sword rain.

And a few water swords that didn't dodge didn't break through the ghost cultivator's defensive shield.

It's just that Wang Yuan continued to cast spells as if he hadn't seen this scene.

The remaining droplets form a rain of swords and continue to fall.

One by one, soon the black-clothed ghost cultivator was forced to the front of Wang Yuan and the two, and the ghost cultivator sneered when he saw this, and continued to kill the two.

At this time, an amazing scene appeared.

The sword rain actually fell on the ghost cultivators, and many of them actually fell on Wang Yuan and Ning Zhongze.

With so many sword rains, it is impossible for Wang Yuan to control them one by one.

After this falls, it will also be lethal to the two of them.

Wang Yuan didn't care.

Soon, the ghost cultivator also discovered this and killed the two of them, getting closer and closer to the two of them.

The distance is far away, and the sword rain falls on the two of them relatively rarely.

Finally, when the ghost shadow approached Wang Yuan again, Wang Yuan made a move.

The bright yellow shield around it instantly expanded.

Airplanes!

A strange force appeared, instantly imprisoning the black-clothed ghost cultivator.

Yuanyang geomagnetic protector divine light, this spell is a defensive spell, but the geomagnetic power of this spell itself has the effect of imprisoning, and the effect is also very good if it is used to trap the enemy.

Especially at the moment of the sudden attack, it seems that there is several times the gravity, acting on the flesh, and ordinary monks can't bear it.

And at this time, Ning Zhong opened his mouth.

Shout!

An inch-long water sword flew out in an instant.

This water sword is small, but it is infinitely powerful, and it instantly kills in front of the black-clothed ghost cultivator.

The two have long had a tacit understanding, and this time they cooperated very well.

The moment Wang Yuan was imprisoned, Ning Zhong made a move.

The water sword instantly killed the black-clothed ghost cultivator.

The next moment, he was going to pass through the head of the black-clothed ghost Xiu.

But what was expected did not happen, because at this moment, a ghost figure appeared in front of the black-clothed ghost cultivator, blocking the water sword.

Pump!

A ghost roar sounded, and Wang Yuan only felt a shock in his heart.

When he came back to his senses, the black-clothed ghost cultivator had already retreated to a hundred zhang away.

At this time, the ghost cultivator's breath on his body was much lower, and the whole person was even more depressed, and the ghost behind him could not see the phantom.

"You two, I remember you. ”

The black-clothed ghost cultivator glanced at the two of them and turned to leave.

At this time, the ghost cultivator's escape technique was much slower than before.

Ning Zhong finished performing the secret technique, and his breath was also a little low, but when he saw this scene, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes: "Senior Brother Wang, do you want to catch up, there must be a lot of treasures on this person." ”

Wang Yuan shook his head:

"Which are all ghost cultivation things, you and I can't use them much, and it's too late, there are the fewest Demon Sect disciples in this direction, but if you continue to delay, no one knows what will happen. ”

"Good!"

Ning Zhong was slightly regretful, and gritted his teeth and agreed.

Wang Yuan nodded, sometimes it is more difficult to know how to give up than to know how to persevere.

The two continued to insist on catching up, and nine times out of ten something was going to happen.

But obviously the enemy was seriously injured, but he didn't chase after him, and gave up the treasure on this ghost cultivator, no matter how you look at it, it's all in vain, and the next time you encounter it, there will be no such good thing.

"Let's go, this is not a place to stay for a long time, it is only right to hurry back to the purple jade Lingtian. ”

Wang Yuan spoke.

The two fled.

A day later, the two returned to the Purple Jade Spiritual Field.

After handing over the storage bag, Uncle Zhang looked at the two of them with a kind face:

"Yes, yes, let's go down and rest. ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi. ”

The two left.

Out of the cave, other disciples stepped forward to investigate.

Wang Yuan and the others were also communicating with the rest of the disciples.

"Senior Brother Ning, Senior Brother Wang, you are really lucky, this time when you meet a demon cultivator, Uncle Ning Yuan has fallen one, and the disciples of the Qi cultivation period have been killed and injured seventy percent. ”

"What's more, it is said that a few people fled towards a place with few people, who knew that there was an ambush in that place, and there were more disciples of the Demon Sect hidden behind, and the fight was a tragedy, except for one person who came back, the rest of the people died. ”

......

Ning Zhong was stunned when he heard this, but he secretly rejoiced.