Chapter Seventy-Seven: Arson
Tang Mian did have a bad impression of the Venerable Lingyuan, but at this time he had no intention of refusing the other party's proposal, firstly, he did not want to offend a Jindan period monk when he was leaving, and secondly, he had just succeeded in building the foundation, but he also wanted to try his own catties, after all, the place he was about to go to was far more complicated than now.
"Okay! Tang Mian Daoyou is also quick to talk, so please do it!"
Seeing that Tang Mian agreed, Ghost Feng showed a hint of joy on his face, and then flew to the center of the clearing.
"Tang Mian, be careful!"
The voice of red makeup sounded in Tang Mian's sea of knowledge, and Tang Mian obviously felt her worry, and his heart suddenly warmed.
"Don't worry. ”
As he spoke, Tang Mian walked from Mi Zhen's side to the opposite side of the ghost wind, clasped his fists and saluted:
"Ghost Wind Dao Friend, please!"
Seeing this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and with a slap of the storage bag, more than a dozen pitch-black array sailfish rushed out to surround the entire clearing of the deception, and the area immediately became cloudy, and the black fog rose, as if the sky around here had changed.
The next moment, the ghost thing appeared in everyone's field of vision again, the number was more than double that just now, and more than thirty hideous ghost things with different postures rushed towards Tang Mian wildly, so it seemed that this person did not use all his strength in the battle with Mi Zhen just now.
Tang Mian did not change his face in the face of many ghosts, his right foot moved a step, and he slapped the storage bag with one hand, and a rather delicate big bow appeared in his hand.
This bow is called "Thunder Fire Bow", it was obtained by Tang Mian from the disciples surnamed Cao of the Ice and Fire Sect in the early years, although this bow is only a medium-grade magic weapon, but its materials and workmanship are extremely good, and the quality of the high-grade magic weapon is only a little different.
The big bow fell into Tang Mian's hands, and after his divine sense and mana communicated with him, Tang Mian had an extraordinary sense of fit, and he knew that this was the fire attribute alien spirit root physique that hesitated him.
More than thirty ghosts rushed to his face, Tang Mian was not afraid of danger, his index finger hooked the bowstring, and a red rocket appeared on the bowstring out of thin air, and the surrounding temperature immediately rose.
Sou!
The crimson rocket came out in response, and under the control of Tang Mian's divine sense, it directly plunged into the body of a ghost thing, and the attacked ghost creature let out a terrible scream and immediately turned into green smoke and dissipated.
This scene caused everyone to be noisy, they didn't expect such a powerful ghost creature to be so vulnerable in front of the Crimson Rocket.
Tang Mian didn't pause after shooting an arrow, and with a slight hook of his right index finger, another rocket left the string, and he repeated this action many times in a short period of time.
More than a dozen rockets pierced into the ghosts with the sound of breaking the air, and the screams of the ghosts came and went, and in the end, they were all wiped out by the red rockets before they reached Tang Mian, and it was difficult to form the slightest threat to Tang Mian who was standing in the distance.
Tang Mian, who shot out more than a dozen rockets one after another, was not red or out of breath at this time, his face was relaxed, but the ghost wind on the opposite side had a look that became ugly, he didn't expect that these ghost things of his own would be eliminated so easily.
"Hmph, just a junior monk, are you still afraid of you?!"
Ghost Wind slapped the storage bag, and a pot-shaped magic weapon appeared in front of him, the pot-shaped magic weapon was pitch black, and the surface was wrapped in a layer of unsettling black light.
The black mist rose between the Yin Wind Array, and more than a dozen huge ghosts came out again, these ghosts were obviously different from the previous ones, one by one wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, and their bodies were surrounded by black mist.
The ghost wind pinched the spell, and the black pot in front of him also flew into the Yin Wind Array, and the black spout of the pot was aimed at Tang Mian on the opposite side, and the next moment, an extremely foul-smelling pitch-black liquid gushed out from the mouth of the pot.
This liquid was obviously the filth that had a corrosive effect on the Mizhen Buddha beads just now, and at this time, it was flowing out of the black pot and wrapping towards Tang Mian himself.
At the same time, the more than a dozen huge ghost creatures ran wildly towards Tang Mian with sharp weapons in their hands, and the aura on their bodies was much stronger than the ghost creatures before them.
"This person's methods are really vicious, if they are touched by those filthy things, I am afraid that it will lead to instability in the realm!"
Yajin stood aside and said with some concern.
Red Makeup also showed a worried look when he heard this, after all, anyone who faced this kind of almost demonic method would feel a headache.
In the face of the menacing attack of the ghost wind, Tang Mian did not choose to take refuge temporarily, but still stood motionless in place, and raised the thunder fire bow again.
Call!
Tang Mian exhaled heavily, the crimson mana in the dantian was running quickly in the meridians, and the thunder fire bow lit up with a dazzling fiery red light at this time, and a thick rocket appeared on the bowstring first, followed by the second and third rockets.
"Go!"
Tang Mian continued to pull the bowstring, and the strong mana continued to inject into the Thunder Fire Bow, and the bow body began to tremble slightly under such a mana injection.
A rain of flames and arrows instantly formed, shooting towards the filthy liquid in front of them and more than a dozen armored ghosts.
Tear and pull!
A scorching smell came from the field, and the filthy liquid immediately boiled like water poured into an oil pan after coming into contact with the flames, and the rockets formed a sea of fire in front of them, and those filthy liquids churned in the sea of fire, as if they were engaged in some kind of confrontation with these red flames.
"Humph!"
The ghost wind pointed at the black pot, and after a flash of black light, more black liquid gushed out of it, covering the sea of fire like a waterfall. At the same time, some of the more than a dozen ghosts in armor had already rushed out of the sea of fire, brandishing sharp weapons towards Tang Mian.
"Well done. ”
Tang Mian smiled and withdrew the big bow, then stretched out a palm, and a huge fireball appeared above his palm.
"Boom!"
Tang Mian sacrificed the fireball, and then pinched the magic trick, and the fireball exploded in front of him, enveloping several ghost objects that attacked.
The waves of fire spread outward layer after layer, and Tang Mian himself was also within the explosion range, a scene that many people couldn't understand.
The smoke dissipated, and Tang Mian revealed his figure in the exclamation of everyone, but the few ghosts that attacked in front of him disappeared without a trace.
"The Vermilion Bird Fire on the first layer has this power?"
Tang Mian muttered, he suddenly felt that he still had a little underestimation of the Vermilion Bird Heart Sutra.
After destroying several ghost objects in front of him, Tang Mian successively sent several fireballs formed by the Vermilion Bird Fire in front of him, and controlled them to explode, enveloping the black liquid and ghost objects displayed by the ghost wind.
A sea of red fire appeared, and spread rapidly in the direction of the ghost wind, and his pot-like magic weapon and array flag were about to be covered in front of him, and all the black liquid and ghost things he cast were trapped in the sea of fire and could not escape, at this time the ghost wind was really panicked.
"There's something weird about this fire!"
A fine layer of sweat broke out on Ghost Wind's forehead.
Tang Mian was tirelessly engaged in the game of arson, and the gradual expansion of the sea of fire had already threatened the monks in the area where the battle was watching.
With a smile on his face, the Venerable Lingyuan waved his hand, and the entire area immediately lit up with a faint blue light, enveloping the battlefield, making this strange sea of fire no longer extend.