Chapter Sixty-Eight: Trapping the Formation, Turning the Resentful Soul, Defeating the Evil and Cultivating the Bench
The trapped formation is very ingenious, the outside of the formation looks ordinary, and the inside of the formation looks bleak and desolate.
I don't know if it's because of the clever means of the people who set up the formation or by coincidence, Sijiu suddenly entered the formation after turning a corner from the path, and Sijiu just restrained his divine sense, examining and controlling the operation of Lei Yuan and Aura.
Time is just such an inch, things are so coincidental.
While adding a shield to himself, Sijiu secretly ran his aura, ready to strike at any time, and bowed towards the center of the formation that he thought was:
"I don't know if you're casting spells here, I'm very sorry for the inadvertent ingress, please make it convenient for you to let me go?"
At the same time, his divine consciousness swept secretly, and found that he had just entered the formation, and he should still be on the edge of the formation, but now the edge of the formation could not be detected, and it was obvious that the master of the formation was very dissatisfied with his unintentional intrusion, and was very hostile.
"Hehe, a monk of the fourth level of Qi refining, the taste must be more delicious than that of mortals. There was a voice from the formation, and it was gloomy, like a piece of porcelain scraped on an iron plate.
Sijiu didn't feel emotional, although he was ready to do it, he still continued to salute and said: "Fellow Daoist, it is indeed unintentional to break in, and I also ask Daoist friend to make it convenient." ”
Secretly probing the scene in this formation, I found that this trapped formation was very clever, and it was a little difficult to break through, and I couldn't judge which one was where the birth gate was for a while.
"It's okay, I don't blame you for not wanting to break in, but you are very welcome to break in!
Because, you're about to be killed by me, haha......"
The cacophony of Yin Qi had not yet fallen, and Sijiu went back a deep, and when he reached out, it was a condensing fireball smashed behind him. But the fireball smashed on the edge of the formation, only setting off ripples, as if it was not a fireball, but an ordinary cloth ball.
And Sijiu keenly realized that this was a water system trapped formation, and the level was not low, if it was to attack with all his strength, I was afraid that it would take a lot of time to break out of the formation.
"Hey, it's actually a monk from the Liyan Sect, so I can't let you go!
Bone Erosion, Rush!"
Sijiu turned his head to look, and a large number of hideous-looking resentful spirits rushed over. But fortunately, these people were ordinary ordinary people before they were born, without aura and cultivation, and the means of attack were also very simple, that is, scratching their hands and teeth.
However, because it is a resentful spirit, it can fly, and because it was tortured alive and died during his lifetime, it is full of resentment, anger, frustration, bitterness, and sorrow, all of which can pollute the monk's aura and affect the monk's mind.
Sijiu waved his hand and threw out a large thunder fireball, which was immediately blown up, and questioned the voice of the formation:
"You are a monk, how can you slaughter mortal beings at will? There are still babies, women, the elderly, the sick, and the sick, how can you do it?
And it's still torture and killing! Aren't you afraid of God's damnation?"
"Haha, if I kill them and turn them into bone-eating ghosts, they won't die.
As long as you don't kill them, they live forever.
Why did you resist, how did you do it without hesitation, you see, you killed six more. ”
Sijiu is not a nerd who is confused by a few words at will: "They are sane and dead!"
"Haha, so I'm ready to kill the monk, you see, I will kill you in a while, and make you the main soul of the Bone Destroying Soul Killing Banner, and the power will definitely increase greatly. ”
Sijiu wandered around the formation to fight, using thunder and fireballs to disperse the resentful spirits while thinking of a solution.
He found that the other party's evil cultivator was very cunning, and he would change places and never show his face, obviously planning to use these mortal bone-eroding resentful souls to consume himself alive. Moreover, there are also some low-level monks' resentments hidden in these resentful souls, and if they continue like this, they are afraid that they will be difficult to handle.
Through language and battle temptation, Sijiu determined that there was only one person in this formation who was cultivating evil, and decided not to keep his hand anymore, and the fireball released already contained the three natures of Dao, Buddha, and Thunder, and the lethality really increased significantly.
Sijiu keenly found that before the resentful soul was dispersed, its face actually became a little calmer, no longer hideous, and the resentment, anger, mourning, suffering, and sadness in the breath were also eliminated a lot.
Sijiu immediately realized that this was the result of his own spell adding to the Buddha's will, and the Dharma crossed the dead.
Thinking of this, Sijiu immediately changed his tactics, he no longer wandered to fight, but found a position that was not easy to be ambushed, and stood firm to cast spells.
I saw that Sijiu had placed layers of shields full of thunderous Dharma around his body, and then opened the Buddhist scriptures given by the Venerable Master Guangmi, opened the Buddhist scriptures, turned to the transcendent part and began to chant the sutras:
“...... Nam no Amitabha night. Dotagada night. Dodi night him. Amili Tu Bhavi. Amididox. Sidhamvavi. Ami sighed. Vigalandhi. Ami sighed. Vigalando. Gamigrù. Ghagana. Tsanga Kali......"
With the recitation of the scriptures infused with the mana of Sijiu, the Buddhist scriptures began to flourish, and countless scriptures appeared, and began to fly and hover around Sijiu, and after the surrounding resentful spirits were hit by the scriptures, they were stunned for a while, as if they had been enlightened, their faces were calm and calm, and their sanity was restored.
Countless souls behind were attracted by this, and rushed to pounce, like moths to fire, like bees chasing flowers.
After a while, a large number of resentful spirits filled around were actually emptied.
"Erdare!" A yin and angry voice came, and at the same time, three white lights came, taking out the chest and legs of Sijiu respectively, and the spirit of Sijiu dodged sideways.
A boulder behind him slammed into three arm-thick holes, and burst out a large amount of white powder, more of which was ice ballast, which was a "cold ice arrow", and its power was no less than the eighth layer of qi refining!
Sijiu was taken aback, if it weren't for the quick opportunity to help him quickly judge the attack route of the "Ice Arrow", and his body had been tempered by special magic skills and could adapt to high-speed and complex movements, he would have been injured by the winning bid and slaughtered by others.
Obviously, the opponent intends to capture and torture himself alive in order to get the angry monk's wrath.
"Huh, I'm getting more and more fond of you.
Haha, if you cultivate to the fourth level of Qi refining, you have Buddha, Dao, and Thunder spells at the same time, and your body is superb!
You are not a disciple of the Liyan Sect, are you the elite genius of those Xiuzhen Clans, your Dao Protector?"
As he spoke, the black fog in front of him dispersed, and the opponent walked out, a young man, dressed in black clothes and wearing a black hat on his head, and smiled at Sijiu: "A misunderstanding, haha, in this way, I will immediately start a formation and let Daoyou leave." How about we turn hostility into friendship?"
Sijiu originally thought that it would be good for the other party to mistake him for the elite of the big family and then let himself go, but he immediately realized that it was wrong:
The other party brutally tortured and killed so many ordinary people, and it must be intolerable to spread it out in the cultivation realm, it is obvious that there is fraud, and the opponent is afraid that he wants to relax and then attack himself. Thinking of this, Sijiu accelerated the divine discernment on the one hand, and strengthened the shield of the Thunder Light Buddha Light Dao Yun that guarded the body.
Suddenly, Sijiu's divine sense found that directly above him, a fowl resentful spirit rushed down, and a monk's resentful spirit came over, and with a wave of his opponent's hand, a "cold ice needle" shot out, and at the same time, Sijiu's feet suddenly turned into a layer of ice!
The opponent thought he had a plan, and the smile on his face changed from polite to smug laughter.
But soon he couldn't laugh anymore. At the same time, with a wave of both hands, a large ball of thunder and fireball fell like a meteorite rain, smashing and blowing up the fowl and the monk's resentful spirits on the spot, and the smoke dissipated without a trace.
The opponent was taken aback, took out a jade pendant and quickly stimulated, forming a shield, blocking a fireball that Sijiu took the opportunity to smash, and by the way, he took out a bottle, opened the cork, and the mouth of the bottle rushed to Sijiu, pasting a talisman seal to the bottom of the bottle, and suddenly a stream of black water sprayed towards Sijiu.
Sijiu didn't know what its power was, so for the sake of prudence, he rushed to another position, but saw that the black water was extremely rancid, and it corroded everywhere it went, and even the nearby air turned into a black mist, which did not disperse for a long time.
Sijiu opened his hands together, shot out the compressed thunder fireball, smashed it on the opponent's shield, and exploded the electric light flakes, and the flames were clustered, but the shield only shrank and drummed, safe and sound!
Sijiu frowned slightly, feeling that the opponent's shield was full of elasticity, and there were a lot of water magic weapons, and if he continued to stalemate, he was afraid of other changes, so he no longer hesitated and took out a bench.
The opponent was stunned, and he had seen the dice and abacus, calligraphy and paintings in the process of fighting to meet the enemy, and it was the first time he had seen him dig out a stool.
What's the matter, get tired and sit on a stool and take a half-time break?
When I was puzzled, I saw four or nine hands and one finger, and two incandescent lines pierced my eyes, and I was blind in an instant!
After the "Light Technique" worked, Sijiu infused mana into his legs, landed near the opponent, and galloped, holding the stool with both hands and smashing directly into the opponent's shield.
As expected, the stool cut into the shield without hindrance, and the opponent fell to the ground and fainted!
Sijiu touched the stool, a good thing, but the appearance was a little worse, fighting against the enemy, others were holding swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and they took a bench by themselves......
The picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to think about it anymore.
The main reason is that the stool is too strong, Sijiu has tried a variety of ways, slashing swords, stabbing fire, thunder, and slashing, and the stool is not damaged.
Later, Sijiu gave up, think about it or forget it, no matter whether it is a knife or a stool, what can hit the enemy is a good weapon......