242 The Fisherman Profits
In order to save face, Wang Xian actually detonated three fire spirit beads at once, so that Cao Yong and other monks who understood the power of fire spirit beads were very surprised.
Bingluan felt the threat of the Fire Spirit Bead, and instead of continuing to attack, he used his magical powers, condensing a circle of ice around his body.
Three fire spirit beads fell on top of Bingluan's head and were detonated by Wang Xian at the same time.
A blinding fire burst into the sky, and the sound of a huge explosion was deafening.
The monks who were watching the battle from a distance saw the power of the Fire Spirit Bead for the first time, and they were even more envious of the strength of the top monks.
Bingluan was engulfed in flames, and the other monks all stopped their attacks and waited for the result of Wang Xian's attack.
The flames burning in the void gradually dimmed, and a clear sound rang in all directions, and Bingluan rose from the flames to the sky.
"No way! how could you not be hurt in the slightest!"
Seeing that Bingluan's feathers were still white, Wang Xian asked in disbelief.
"It's just a small flame of Sanpin's true intentions, even if you infuse more true yuan, you think you can pose a threat to me? Just now I showed mercy to your subordinates, but I didn't expect you to become even more violent, and you still want to hurt me, this time see if you can escape your life?"
Bingluan said, and prepared to launch a deadly attack on Wang Xian.
"Bingluan is worthy of being a nine-grade spirit beast, it is indeed powerful. But our monks are not much weaker than you, look at my Xuanbing Golden Crystal Sword!"
Cao Yong, as the number one master of Kunlun Wonderland, has reached the realm of three-grade perfection in both the ice system and the gold system, coupled with the best spiritual weapon Xuanbing Golden Crystal Sword, his self-confidence will not be much weaker than Bingluan.
Cao Yong's Xuanbing Golden Crystal Sword was just able to fully exert his ice and gold true intentions, and the two true intentions complemented each other with the help of the best spiritual weapon flying sword. Although it is not fused, it is also multiplied.
Because both true intentions have reached the perfection of the three grades. Cao Yong's soul origin has also been greatly improved, and he has become more fluid and flexible in the casting of spells and sword control techniques. It can be more powerful.
Cao Yong's strength is indeed significantly higher than that of other monks, and the flying sword he controls is fierce and fierce, but also fluttering and agile. Bingluan's strength was obviously much better than him, and he couldn't defeat him for a while.
"Bingluan, you can't even defeat Sect Master Cao alone, let alone so many of our monks. I advise you to surrender early, lest I accidentally kill you!" Wang Xian said sarcastically.
"Your strength is not bad, if you can soar to the cultivation realm. There should be great achievements. But compared to me, you are still far behind, and you can hold on to it under my supernatural powers, and you only rely on the best spiritual weapons. Bingluan has some appreciation for Cao Yong's strength.
"Spirit weapons are also part of strength, and if you don't rely on bloodline talent, you won't have the current achievements. Cao Yong said proudly.
"The spirit weapon is just a foreign object, how can it be compared to the bloodline talent. Let me take a look at it now, foreign objects are far from being comparable to natural supernatural powers. ”
After Bingluan finished speaking, he had already pressed Cao Yong in the dense ice needles that were downwind. A few more ice picks were added.
The speed of these ice picks far exceeded that of the ice needles launched before, and the momentum of breaking through the air was extremely great, making Cao Yong feel a great threat.
Cao Yong used a secret method to increase the output of the true element. Only then did he barely block the attack of the icicle. But he couldn't last long when he used this secret method, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.
In addition to the top-grade spirit weapon flying sword, Cao Yong also has several killer features. But he wasn't completely sure that he could take Bingluan safely, since that was the case. He didn't intend to be completely exposed.
Since Cao Yong had made up his mind, he said, "Don't watch, everyone. They all came up with their own means, don't let Bingluan underestimate us monks. ”
At this time, there were still more than two dozen monks who participated in the siege of Bingluan. These monks are all the sect masters and core elders of the five major sects and the Taiyue Alliance, and each of them is at the peak of the Yuan Dan Nine Turns, and the true meaning of the magic they comprehend has reached the lowest level of the second grade, and any one of them is famous in the Kunlun Immortal Realm.
Now, at Cao Yong's suggestion, these monks have used their strongest means to attack like Bingluan.
For a while, the extremely powerful top-level spells and various spiritual weapons that were rarely seen in ordinary times blasted towards Bingluan.
Yun Feiyang saw the spirit weapons flying in the sky, and finally knew how deep the foundation of the top sect was.
There were as many as ten spiritual artifacts that had been revealed now, and the ordinary monks who were watching from the side were all secretly shocked in their hearts.
With such a powerful attack, can Bingluan still be able to resist it?
The ice luan in the center of the storm let out a high-pitched roar, and a mighty ice storm instantly formed around it.
Bingluan didn't care much about the siege of the human monks, believing that even if he was defeated, it would be easy to get out. Moreover, in the battle just now, Bingluan has always had the upper hand, making it more confident in its own strength.
Unexpectedly, in this attack, so many spiritual weapons appeared in the hands of the human monks, which finally made Bingluan feel a great threat.
If these monks didn't have spiritual weapons in their hands, even if the number of people doubled, Bingluan wouldn't care. But now that there were ten spirit weapons attacking it at the same time, Bingluan didn't dare to guarantee that he would definitely be able to resist it.
The Ice Storm Divine Power that Bingluan is using now is already its strongest strength.
Bingluan is a dual-system spirit beast of ice and wind, with ice as the main wind system as a supplement, the ice system has the highest achievement, and the wind system has slightly second.
Due to the huge amount of True Yuan required to cast the Ice Storm Avatar, Ice Luan would not normally be used. Just like in the previous battle, Bingluan had already gained the absolute upper hand by only using a single Ice Divine Ability, so naturally he didn't need to use the Ice Storm Divine Ability, which consumed more True Yuan.
Now that the situation is critical, Bingluan no longer dares to have any reservations, and must use his strongest magic power to have any hope of getting out.
The howling wind mixed with endless ice needles and frost and snow enveloped all the monks who surrounded it in just a moment.
The wind was far more powerful than the monks could have imagined. The wind blew on his body, and his bare muscles were instantly corroded in pieces, and blood was dripping down. The frost mixed in the storm is even more extremely cold, and the slightest contact with the flesh is like entering an ice cave, which makes people's true yuan sluggish and qi and blood coagulate.
In the attack of the ice storm, several monks with less strength could not resist the erosion of the wind and frost, and died on the spot in just a few breaths.
Except for the sect masters and great elders of several major sects, who were less than ten people, because of their high strength, plus the treasure to protect them, there was no damage, and the other dozen or so monks were more or less damaged.
When the ice storm caused by Bingluan stopped, the field was in shambles.
The human cultivator's side was seriously injured, and Bingluan's injuries were also not light.
Under the attack of ten spiritual weapons and countless treasure weapons, although Bingluan relied on the wind system body method to dodge several deadly attacks, the attacks of more than twenty monks were extremely dense, and Bingluan could not completely dodge them.
At this time, Bingluan's white feathers were stained with blood, several tail feathers had also fallen off, and the feathers on its back and abdomen were missing, and it was no longer graceful and generous.
After this fight, both sides were seriously damaged, and the contradictions were completely irreconcilable, and they both wanted to separate a result as soon as possible.
"Bingluan has been seriously injured, everyone is working harder to fight for a drum. Wang Xian's eyes glowed red and said fiercely.
"Relying on a large number of spiritual weapons, what kind of ability is it? Today's generous gifts, this fairy has written it down, and he will find you to report it one by one in the future. Now this fairy won't play with you, wait for me to recover from my injuries, and you will have a good look. ”
After Bingluan finished speaking, he flapped his wings and wanted to retreat.
"Let's besiege it together, we must not let it get away, otherwise not only will there be no hope for refining the Blood Yuan Pill, but there will also be endless troubles. Huang An anxiously urged.
Naturally, the other monks also understood this truth, and they all took the strongest means to attack.
As a flying bird, Bingluan's speed is naturally extremely fast, and it is difficult for everyone to intercept it when it is bent on escaping.
The monks didn't expect Bingluan's speed to be so fast, and they were all unwilling to see it flying away.
At this moment, Cao Yong took out a white jade plaque, which was engraved with countless mysterious patterns.
Cao Yong injected true yuan into the jade card, and suddenly, an invisible wave emanated from the jade card. Cao Yong pointed the jade card in the direction where Bingluan flew away, and the fluctuations in the jade card suddenly shrouded Bingluan's figure.
Bingluan felt a very strong invisible restraint trapping itself, it was like entering a quagmire, it was difficult to move forward, although it was not so slow that it could not move at all, but such a slow speed certainly could not escape the pursuit of the monk.
Seeing that Bingluan's speed had slowed down, all the monks were overjoyed, and countless attacks fell on Bingluan's body one after another.
Bound by the jade plate, Bingluan moved slowly, and naturally couldn't dodge. He can only use his magical powers to condense a thick layer of ice around his body as a protection.
Although Bingluan's supernatural powers were mastered, the combined force of all the monks was extremely powerful, and the thick ice was broken in just an instant.
After breaking through the ice, the residual energy was still strong, and it was all bombarded on Bingluan's body.
Receiving this blow, Bingluan's condensed true yuan was blown away, his abdomen collapsed, his feathers flew wildly, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he immediately fell unconscious.
Seeing that Bingluan was finally seriously injured and fell unconscious, the monks finally breathed a sigh of relief, and each of them repaired their own injuries, or recovered the true yuan they had consumed.
Yun Feiyang saw that everyone no longer paid attention to the unconscious Bingluan, so he naturally would not let go of this good opportunity.
His realm world supernatural power can now cover an extremely wide range, even if he stands still, he can extend to the place where Bingluan is unconscious.
Just in the moment of thought, the unconscious Bingluan was silently received into his own realm world by Yun Feiyang.
"Where's Bingluan? Why is Bingluan gone?"
He Tianxiong has not relaxed his attention to Bingluan, and he discovered the abnormality as soon as possible.
He Tianxiong was planning to take Bingluan to the Jade Ding Sect, and seeing that his plan was about to succeed, he didn't expect an accident to happen. Furious in his heart, his eyes breathed fire, and he looked at the monks in the field one by one, trying to find the person who took Bingluan. (To be continued......)