Chapter 142: The Wooden Golem
Sure enough, as Li Dao expected, although the young man tried his best to drum up the aura, he wanted to kill the thin monk in one fell swoop, but the thin monk had the assistance of the green dragon Jue, and he was always at ease, and at the moment when he saw that the young man's breath was not connected, the thin monk quickly wiped from his waist, and two talismans appeared in his hands, rubbing his hands, only to see two huge wind blades appear, slashing towards the young man. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The two of them fought very closely, although this rune seal was only a low-level, and the wind blade technique issued was only a desolate level spell, but at this moment, the young man was suddenly caught off guard, and was cut into three by two wind blades, and turned into a wisp of ghost with a scream.
Although the thin monk's eyes showed a tired look, he was not on guard, and looked at the monk not far away vigilantly to prevent others from taking the opportunity to attack, he did not enter the cyclone at the first time, but took out a bottle of elixir and swallowed it, and then took out four rune seals, and hit the ground, and the four earthen walls suddenly rose from the surface of the lake, surrounding the first cyclone, and then the thin monk nodded with satisfaction, and then he entered.
His hand is not unintelligent, although this earthen wall is not very strong, but it is excellent for delaying time, even if the average monk attacks with all his strength, it will take a while, and during this time, the thin monk has already merged with the breath of the cyclone.
Li Dao couldn't help but nodded, secretly admiring in his heart, this person is not greedy or boring, he reacts quickly, and the most important thing is that he has a very sensitive insight into the judgment of the current situation, and he is a person with strong survivability.
He gave this comment.
No, some monks in the distance were a little impatient when they saw the thin monk killing the young man, but when they saw him play four runes and raise four earthen walls, they suddenly looked depressed and turned their heads not to pay attention.
None of them are stupid, when this earthen wall is broken, the daylily will be cold.
And at this moment, the third cyclone was already empty, and the man was holding a magic weapon to block it, and the woman quickly merged with the cyclone, and it was useless to attack, unless the woman came out.
Dozens of monks were unwilling to retreat, and joined the battle for the fourth and fifth cyclones, only here the struggle was the most intense, everyone's cultivation was similar, no one would let anyone get benefits, the cyclone was not yet stationed, and it seemed that the opportunity was the greatest.
However, at this moment, many monks have already turned red-eyed, and they are not just fighting for the cyclone, they are all full of killing, and the crazy attacks can see the people in front of them, as soon as these new forces join, they are attacked by countless monks, and they originally wanted to take the opportunity to pick up the cheap, but they fell into a melee, and they had to defend passively.
The crazy scuffle of dozens of monks, the aura was so violent that even Li Dao didn't dare to enter, and if he wasn't careful, he would be seriously injured if he wasn't careful, this was really a spell flying all over the sky, and it was extremely bloody.
And at the second cyclone, the tall man had gradually merged with the cyclone's aura, and those monks who were still trying to attack had clearly felt the repulsive force of the cyclone, and many spells fell in, all of which were crushed by the cyclone's furious aura.
These monks knew that they couldn't do anything, and they rushed towards the fourth and fifth cyclones, no matter what, they refused to give up the fight for the cyclone, this kind of treasure of heaven and earth, once every fifteen years, the temptation was too great for them, if they missed this time, maybe before the cultivation of this life stopped, they would have to fight for their lives no matter what.
These monks are very smart, Bai Qi is the lowest level, most of them are casual cultivators in the competition, most of the cultivation is in the early stage of condensation, although there are many people competing, but the opportunity is greater.
The red halo, green halo, and even purple halo that came out later, this is not something they can participate in, they are all monks in the middle and late stages of qi condensation, and people from the six major forces participate, and they have no chance at all.
Just when the man of the second cyclone was about to merge with the cyclone, an old man in black rushed from a distance like lightning, holding a young man in his right hand, the old man first looked at the first cyclone, then shook his head, and then looked at the third cyclone, his brows couldn't help frowning, he saw that the fourth and fifth cyclones were unsettled, but the melee of many monks made him a little jealous.
He put the young man down, at this time there was already a bloody scene near the cyclone, the young man's face was pale with fright, his throat squirmed, suspected of retching, the old man did not pay attention, but carefully looked at the second cyclone in front of him, and found that the man in it had not yet fully fused with the cyclone, and under great joy, he wiped the storage bag.
A wooden staff with a turquoise body and a length of about three feet appeared in his hand, and he pointed at the man in the cyclone, and suddenly a green rattan shot out of the wooden staff, piercing into the cyclone at a very fast speed, wrapping the man around.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the old man in black pulled hard, and the man was caught by a huge force, and he was immediately angry.
The old man ignored him at all, threw the young man into the cyclone, and said, "Little master, sit down and exercise, let your aura and the cyclone combine, with the old man here, you don't have to worry." ”
The young man was a little panicked, but when he saw the old man so ordered, he quickly nodded, sat cross-legged, and silently exercised.
At this time, the man had already shattered the green rattan, and shouted at the old man: "Bad for me, no matter who you are, you will be killed today!"
A three-inch jade seal was sacrificed, turned into more than ten zhang in size, and pressed down fiercely towards the old man.
"Hmph! Don't be ashamed to say it, just a mid-stage cultivation of condensation dares to be presumptuous in front of me, looking for death!"
The old man didn't care about the boulder-like jade seal at all, waved the wooden staff in his hand, pinched the trick with his left hand, and silently and quickly recited a few obscure incantations in his mouth, and then the wooden staff was a little heavier towards the lake, and suddenly a very rich dark green light appeared on the ground, and the old man took out a dark green soybean-sized seed from the storage bag and threw it towards the light group.
In an instant, the light group shrank and swelled, and then the light group shattered, turned into a little green light and disappeared, only to see a green wooden puppet with a height of two zhang appeared on the ground, the old man pointed to the huge jade seal and said, "Smash it for the old man!"
The wooden puppet instantly raised its arm, which was as thick as a bucket, full of powerful beauty, and slammed into the jade seal with a fierce punch, and the soaring wood spirit qi turned into a pillar of green light, colliding with the swift jade seal.
The jade seal was just an instant and was rewound by a huge force, the aura was dim, and the wailing turned into three inches, and returned to the man's face, the man's face was completely bloodless at this time, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath was disordered.
He stared blankly at the corner of the jade seal, faintly cracked, and his magic weapon was actually damaged by the wooden puppet's punch, and he was already injured under the traction of his breath.
At this time, he hurriedly glanced at the old man in black, and found that the other party was actually a late-stage monk of the fifteenth layer of condensation, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he was not wronged for losing, this was a level of cultivation apart, no wonder he was invincible.
Immediately extinguished the idea of revenge, seeing the wooden puppet walking towards him, the man took out a talisman from the storage bag and slapped it on his body, and in a flash of blue light, the man fled as fast as the wind.
The old man in black wanted to chase and kill, but he didn't hesitate to go because he was afraid of the young man, and he was guarding the cyclone with the wooden puppet to deter those monks with bad intentions.
This old man is the henchman of Zhangzun, the Tianwei Elder of the Xueyue Empire's Worship Hall, and the young man is the grandson of Zhangzun, the old man on this trip was entrusted by Zhangzun to bring him to enter the cyclone to cultivate, if it weren't for the fact that the young man's cultivation was too low to condense the qi at all, there would be no need to come here at all.
The red halo in the back is much richer than this white halo.
Li Dao looked at the old man with some surprise, this person's cultivation is full of fifteen layers of condensation, and his magic technique is even stronger, and the green vine that he pulled out just now is nothing, but it is a ridiculous-level winding technique.
What surprised him was that this summoned wooden puppet was a genuine flood-level spell, different from the earth puppet, this thing needed to be cast with a medium, that is, the "seed", the strength of the puppet was related to the level of the spirit seed, the higher the level of the spirit seed, the higher the strength of the summoned wooden puppet.
The wooden puppet summoned by the old man just now is obviously of a very high level, and it can smash the opponent's magic weapon with one punch, and its strength can be imagined, and the medium spirit seed used is definitely not a mortal thing.
This old man gave Li Dao a sense of oppression, and he guessed that if he fought against this wooden puppet, if he didn't use swordsmanship, it would be really difficult to break it, and this person was very strong.
What made Li Dao most depressed was that this person was likely to be his enemy, because the young man was actually the little grandfather who had been beaten by him, that is, the grandson of Zhangzun, and this old man did this, so he must have a lot to do with Zhangzun.
It seems that in the future, when the palm is removed, this old man will also be in the plan, and he can't help but have a headache.