Two monks were seriously wounded and fell not far away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info A horde of demons pounced on them and gnawed at them.

"Buzzing ......" The four magic clouds under his feet turned happily, and with trembling projections, a large amount of golden light was projected, pulling the evil spirits back from their murderous state, making them dissipate peacefully with a peaceful face.

Li Hui didn't care about this, but his eyes were fixed on the magic weapons in the hands of the two monks.

"Well, I've got to take precautions and wake up the silver snake bracelet. This Huangquan Ghost River is so powerful that the power of this inspiration talisman cannot be completely seen, the line of sight extends out about a hundred zhang at most, and the shadow of the talisman is faintly seen, and when these talismans are activated, the power of the formation is at least five times greater. ”

Thinking of this, Li Hui bent down and ran to the two monks, and saw that their chests were almost hollowed out, and they were already too dead to die.

Nearby ghost fog spewed out, and another roar came.

Li Hui touched the corpse with his hands and feet, thinking as he touched it: "In this environment, coupled with the deliberate provocation and guidance of the formation, the surviving monks are all elites, and the real fierce battle should start in half an hour." ”

After a while, Li Hui retreated to the corner, honestly stood still, and never went out to run blindly.

After observing for a while, it is almost certain that you will glide unconsciously in the ghost fog. If you slip into the chaotic battle zone, or encounter the greeting team that passed by the street not long ago, I believe that even if there are four magic clouds under your feet, you will die ugly.

Although he hadn't tried it, Li Hui was extremely sure that he couldn't handle the welcoming team, and he didn't know if the ghost fog had wrapped the monks of Guangxiao Temple in, and it would be interesting if the two sides met.

I don't have time to think about it, two treasure bags, three five chains, this is the belongings of the two monks.

Pour out the things and check them, Li Hui was suddenly drunk, how can he be poor!

Except for the low-level magic weapons in the hands of the two, there was no half of it in the treasure bag. The chains were full of worldly gold and silver, neither perched frost silver, nor dragon scale gold. Thinking of the little beggars, he reluctantly put away the miscellaneous items, and the only things that caught the eye were two delicate trap birds used for communication.

About half an hour later, Li Hui opened again. The four monks fought hard, and they all died fifty zhang away, and they didn't know how much hatred they had, so they killed their bodies and split their bodies, and their resentment was so deep that even the evil ghosts did not want to approach.

Fortunately, Li Hui ran over in time, otherwise the resentful spirits of these four monks were very likely to transform into evil ghosts, or even more ferocious fierce ghosts.

After harvesting eight magic weapons this time, the silver snake bracelet finally had a trace of vitality, but it closed its eyes tightly. Li Hui remembered that when the silver snake bracelet ate the screen and ate the dragon-shaped golden mist, it was obviously with its eyes open, and it seemed that this was the biggest difference.

It is estimated that most of the four of them are on eight magic weapons, so there is a great shortage of treasure bags and chains, and only a few bottles of pills are still suitable.

Idle is also idle, Li Hui took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The pen is a fine talisman pen with a sharp edge close to purple, the ink is bright red blood ink, the paper is a feathered green talisman that has just been obtained, and the inkstone is a treasure inkstone carved from sea-veined stone.

In this corner, the rune pen was dipped in blood ink and landed on the cyan blank rune paper. The pen walks the dragon and snake, the iron draws the silver hook, and the symbol that resembles a halberd is imprinted like a carving.

The silver snake bracelet flashed, Fu Cheng!

Li Hui reminisced about the feeling just now, turned the talisman over and looked at it, only to see two lightning-like cracks.

"The two-pattern golden sword rune, which is patterned like lightning, should have a speed bonus!"

"It's a pity that the grade is too low, which is equivalent to a monk who opens the three smart patterns to strike with all his strength, and only by skillfully matching the low-level spirit runes like Zhang Tianhua to form a strong control field can he be able to fight the elite of the outer sect. ”

This is only the first talisman, which can be regarded as a work of practice, Li Hui settled down and began to draw wildly.

The silver snake bracelet flickered slightly, and the success rate reached 100 percent, obviously it was in play.

Not every golden sword rune has lightning cracks, but Li Hui faintly feels that he is about to break through and is challenging the three-pattern spirit rune.

Sure enough, when fifty two-pattern golden sword talismans were made, a three-pattern spirit talisman appeared under the pen, and the halberd symbol imprinted on the rune paper seemed to be a sword drawn from the sky, exuding coldness and coldness.

"Could it be that you have to feel the sword qi and sword intent to draw the golden sword rune?" Li Hui understood a little, but he didn't stop, he was about to carry out the madness to the end, and the pen began to appear intermittently with three golden sword runes, and after a hundred talismans, basically every one was a three-patterned one.

There were no failures, and the success rate was an unbelievable 100%, but the glittering light of the silver snake bracelet began to wane.

Li Hui didn't want to miss the opportunity, and when he noticed the lack of spiritual power in his body, he took out a small gourd from the treasure bag, raised his head and swallowed three spiritual pills used to warm and nourish spiritual power, and took out the jade turtle shell that the Hidden Heaven Sect cultivated in the spiritual field, and put it on his chest to speed up the recovery of spiritual power.

When he was ready, he immersed himself in the talisman state again.

When the two hundred and twenty-sixth Golden Sword Talisman appeared, it had already jumped from three to four. Li Hui took a deep breath and stopped the talisman with some reluctance, the silver snake bracelet was no longer flickering, and the benefits brought by the ten low-level magic weapons ended here.

Looking at the masterpiece that he had worked hard for half an hour, Li Hui had a smile on his face, touched the silver snake bracelet and said secretly: "It's okay, I exchanged ten low-level magic weapons for a hundred two-pattern golden sword runes and a hundred three-pattern golden sword runes, and the quality of the spirit runes of the same level is not to be said, and in terms of transaction price, it is a small profit." If you can, exchange the talisman for the magic weapon, constantly strengthen the talisman making proficiency, and have the opportunity to become a talisman maker. ”

There seemed to be a golden strip in front of him, but he forgot that the rune paper he used was not on the market. Without waiting for him to think about it, the ghost mist suddenly became viscous, and even with the Nine Patterns Alien Pupil Inspiration Talisman, his gaze shrank to within thirty zhang, and he felt the constant vibration under his feet.

It wasn't a tremor, it was a tide of ghostly fog that was sweeping down the streets.

The streets are like rivers, and the ghost fog is like rivers, this is the true face of the Huangquan Ghost River's vain death array, whether it is a monk or an evil ghost, like a fish flowing downstream, converging in the same direction.

"Boom ......"

Shocked, when Li Hui stopped and found himself standing in a vast courtyard, there were more than two dozen monks standing nearby, and before everyone could see each other clearly, the sound of gnawing, shouting, whimpering, and crying came from all directions.

The loud noise continued, and Li Hui's more than 20 monks here were lucky, many monks appeared mixed with evil ghosts and zombies, and in order to survive, they immediately broke out and broke through to crowded places.

However, in the past years, I don't know how many people died in Fusu City, and the ghost armies that guarded the city walls and attacked the city walls alone were boundless, and all of them fell into this place with the ghost mist.

"Damn, this is the end of the ghost river, and all the ghosts will come over. The next moment the monk spoke, he was picked up by the fierce ghost, and he opened his mouth and swallowed it alive.

Suddenly, the light was bright, the sound of chanting sounded, and the ghost fog sent more than a dozen fat monks, and some monks shouted: "It is the Zen master of Guangxiao Temple." ”

The sound of "quack, qua......ck, rattle" was terrifying, the courtyard was flooded with white light, and before a dozen or so great monks could react, their bodies were torn apart at once, and their broken hands and intestines were thrown away, frightening the nearby monks.