Chapter Ninety-Two: The True Power of the Runes

Qiao Yuan felt the coercion on the white-clothed young man's body, his body involuntarily took a few steps back, the qi and blood in his body surged, and he hurriedly beckoned to lead the rune treasure in front of him, which blocked this coercion.

"Monk of the Great Perfection of Yudan?"

Yi Chenfeng stood behind Qiao Yuan, he felt this coercion, his face turned pale in an instant, and he muttered softly.

He watched Qiao Yuan take out the talisman treasure, his face was shocked, and there was joy in his eyes, but before he could ask, he saw the young man in white appear, and felt the coercion of the young man in white, his heart chuckled, and the joy in his eyes disappeared instantly, turning into a thick worry.

"Oh, you can actually see the cultivation of this seat?"

The young man in white glanced at Yi Chenfeng obliquely, and asked with interest in his eyes.

Yi Chenfeng didn't reply, the reason why he could see that the young man in white was a perfect cultivator was because his master was also a monk who had completed the Dan, and the strength of the coercion between the two was almost the same, so he could naturally guess the cultivation of the young man in white.

"Disciple of the May Peak of the Moon River Sect, who is your master?"

The young man in white hadn't paid attention to Yi Chenfeng and the others before, but now he looked at Yi Chenfeng carefully, and found that the token on Yi Chenfeng's waist belonged to the May Peak of the Moon River Sect, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked in a cold voice.

Yi Chenfeng's eyes showed a fearless look, and he said slowly: "My master is Lian Jingshan. ”

"Lian Jingshan, it turned out to be him, if it was someone else, maybe this seat could let you go, but since you are Lian Jingshan's apprentices, then don't blame this seat for bullying the small. ”

When the young man in white heard the words "Lian Jingshan", his face changed slightly, and he said coldly with a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

Because of many changes, Fang Jingxing, Chen Surou and Qianqian had already stopped, Qiao Yuan had sent a message to them before, asking them to come over quickly, and at this moment, they had just come over, and they saw this scene, and their faces showed doubts.

Qiao Yuan didn't have time to explain them one by one, he took out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag and threw it to Chen Surou, and he wholeheartedly controlled the rune treasure and prepared to face the young man in white.

"Hmph! You want to stop me with your incomplete Yuan Infant Rune Treasure, it's too naΓ―ve. ”

The young man in white snorted coldly, said in a cold voice, and after speaking, he pinched his hands with his hands, and a majestic spiritual power operated between his hands, forming a fire eagle several zhang large, this fire eagle glided around the head of the young man in white, suddenly turned around, and roared towards the talisman treasure in front of Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan saw this fire eagle rapidly enlarge in his eyes, and the spiritual power in his whole body frantically surged to the index finger of his right hand, and one finger was directly pointed at the rune treasure.

On the yellow rune paper, a blue light burst out, and a figure slowly appeared in front of the rune treasure, this figure was blurred, but Qiao Yuan recognized this as the old man Zhan at a glance, and his eyes showed a look of joy, this time, Qiao Yuan really activated the rune treasure.

Qiao Yuan's previous use of the rune treasure only mobilized the coercion in the rune treasure, and did not trigger the supernatural power spell sealed in it, but this time in the face of the young man in white, the coercion of the rune treasure was of no use to him, he had to fully activate the rune treasure and use the supernatural power spell in it.

Rune treasure is a consumable rune, but unlike ordinary runes, it can be used many times, but not many times, generally three to five times, of course, this is talking about fully activating rune treasures, and using the magic spells within it.

After the figure of the old man Zhan appeared, he immediately pinched out all kinds of strange seals with both hands, and then his hands were clenched into fists, pulling them to the left and right, and a water-blue bamboo pole slowly appeared in his hand.

This bamboo pole has a thin head and a thick tail, and there is a faint thin line on its head.

With a rod in his right hand, he flung it towards the great fire eagle and threw the line into the river as if he were fishing.

When the young man in white saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face showed a solemn look, his right hand pinched again, and a small fire snake the size of a palm condensed and formed in his hand, this little fire snake's eyes were extremely smart, like a spirit animal, and there was a clear difference from the fire eagle.

The tip of his index finger touched the top of the little fire snake's head, and the little fire snake seemed to understand what he meant, and its figure flashed and disappeared into his palm.

After the old man's fishing rod was thrown, a faint fishing line flew towards the fire eagle at a very fast speed, the fire eagle was transformed by magic, there was no intelligence, and he didn't know how to dodge, so he naturally hit the fishing line.

As soon as the fishing line touched the fire eagle, it showed a spiral shape, and the fire eagle was entangled in a circle, and when the fishing line completely entangled the fire eagle from beginning to end, the old man's right hand pulled hard, and the fishing line instantly tightened.

The fire eagle had no strength to struggle at all, and in an instant, it turned into a little spark and dissipated into the air, becoming a brilliant firework.

After the old man Zhan extinguished the fire eagle, he flicked the fishing rod again, and the fishing line at the head of the rod seemed to be able to be extended indefinitely, turning into an arc directly in the air, heading towards the white-clothed youth.

The young man in white shrank his eyes slightly, and with a wave of his right hand, a fiery red feather fan immediately appeared in his hand, and he picked up the feather fan and slammed it towards the fishing line, and immediately a human-sized fire crow appeared under the feather fan.

After this fire crow appeared, it rushed directly towards the fishing line, with the second fan of the young man in white, the second fire crow came out, the third fire crow, the fourth fire crow, the young man in white waved out nine fans in a row, and the nine fire crows formed a long snake, which looked full of momentum.

After the white-clothed young man waved out the nine fans, he couldn't help but feel a little struggling with his perfect cultivation, fine beads of sweat secreted from his forehead, and he gasped for two breaths quickly, and looked ahead.

Old Man Zhan's right hand holding the fishing rod shook violently, and a layer of water mist immediately appeared on it, and this water mist slowly turned into a water curtain.

Under the control of the old man Zhan, the fishing line at the head of the rod instantly turned into thousands of threads, and then the silk line led the water curtain into a tendency to encircle, and quickly surrounded the nine fire crows.

The first fire crow hit the water curtain, the water curtain shook slightly, there was a sound of sizzling, and the white gas rose on it, this was the battle between water and fire, and after a while, the fire on the first fire crow was dim, revealing a languishing color, and it was directly entangled by silk threads.

The second fire crow followed, slamming into the water curtain, more white gas rising, the third, fourth, and fifth hit the water curtain one after another, and the impact of the five fire crows made a hole appear in the center of the water curtain, and it seemed that the water curtain would not last long.

When the young man in white saw this scene, he exhaled a long breath, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

These nine fire crows are different from the fire eagles that appeared at the beginning, they are not transformed by supernatural spells, but the nine instrument spirits in his natal magic weapon Nine Crow Fan, if these nine weapon spirits are damaged, his natal magic weapon will naturally be damaged, and he himself will be implicated.

The white-clothed young man believed that as long as these nine fire crows broke this fishing rod, the power of this rune treasure would be exhausted, and if he wanted to use it again, it would take a process in the middle, and this process, with his perfect cultivation, would have been able to capture and kill Qiao Yuan countless times.

Qiao Yuan also thought of this, he looked at the hole in the water curtain in the sky, and his eyes showed an anxious look.

The sixth fire crow slammed into the water curtain, a small hole was instantly torn into a hole the size of a skull, the seventh fire crow attacked, the hole in the water curtain was even bigger, and the eighth fire crow passed directly through the water curtain with a hiss.

The old man Zhan's face was expressionless, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, he grabbed the fishing rod with his right hand and pulled it back, and the thousands of silk threads instantly retracted backwards, heading straight for the eighth fire crow that rushed out of the water curtain and the ninth fire crow that followed closely behind.

The eyes of the two fire crows showed a monstrous and fierce light, and while flying towards the old man Zhan at a rapid pace, they spat out the flames that were several zhang long, and Qiao Yuan and the others, who were dozens of zhang away, seemed to be in a furnace, sweating like rain all over their bodies.

Old Man Zhan stood there motionless, as if he didn't see the two fire crows coming straight towards him.

Just as the fire crow was close to the old man Zhan's three feet away, the old man Zhan's right hand pushed forward, and the entire fishing rod came out of his hand, like a water-blue spear, passing through the bodies of the two fire crows.

The speed of the fishing rod does not decrease, it passes through the body of the fire crows in the water curtain, and the nine fire crows are strung on a bamboo pole, which looks like a series of roast chickens from a distance, which is quite spectacular.

This scene reversed, and the young man in white who watched it was shocked, he originally had a smile on his face, but at the moment when the fishing rod passed through the fire crow, this smile froze, his face was gloomy like water, and suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and he stepped back a few steps.

The feather fan in his hand cracked nine cracks, and it looked like the damage was not small, but he didn't have time to feel distressed, so he hurriedly patted the storage bag and took out a palm-sized screen.

The young man in white spurted out a mouthful of essence blood on the tip of his tongue, and with two fingers on it, the palm-sized screen instantly turned into a screen three zhang long and one zhang high, blocking him in front of him.

An aqua-blue fishing rod with nine human-sized fire crows strung on it headed straight for the white-clothed youth with a whistling sound.

Because of the blocking of the nine fire crows, the impact force of the fishing rod has been reduced by half, when it hit the screen, the entire screen shook violently, and quickly retreated directly to the rear, the young man in white pressed his palms on the other side of the screen, and the spiritual power of his whole body burst out, desperately resisting the impact force.

The young man in white gritted his teeth, his face was a little distorted because he was too hard, he had long lost his previous elegant appearance, his back was already wet with sweat, and his feet were on the ground and he kept sliding backwards, which was a hundred zhang distance.

Pushing the young man in white back a hundred feet, the power of this fishing rod was finally exhausted, and it slowly disappeared into the air.

The young man in white knelt on one knee and spurted out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, with a look of horror in his eyes, and at the same time, a thick murderous intent filled his eyes.

"I didn't expect an incomplete Yuan Infant Fu Bao to be so powerful, it seems that this seat still underestimated the gap between the Jindan period and the Yuan Infant stage. ”

The young man in white stood up slowly, he glanced at the cracked screen, and the nine crow fans that cracked nine gaps, and said with an extremely gloomy expression.

Qiao Yuan saw that this last blow did not kill the young man in white, he sighed in his heart, and hurriedly rushed to Fu Bao, preparing to trigger Fu Bao's power again, but the young man in white had already expected this, how could he let him trigger Fu Bao again.

At the moment when he was about to rush over, a palm-sized small fire snake rushed out from the ground, and in an instant, it came to the vicinity of the rune treasure, and the flames on the little fire snake spread out, forming a huge fireball, enveloping the rune treasure inside.