Chapter Seventy-Seven: Cangyue Strikes

"Falling rocks in the mountains!" Zhou Ling shouted, and those monks in the Spiritual Movement Period, under the leadership of the two early stage monks of foundation building, condensed one by one with the help of the momentum of the formation, and attacked Bai Qi and the others. The rockfalls roll with a roaring sound, like a real mountain rockfall.

"It's all gone!" Bai Qi's eyes widened, and the spiritual power ball in his hand instantly more than doubled, looking like a football from a distance. Bai Qi lifted the spiritual power ball high, and suddenly this blue and purple spiritual power ball completely turned purple. Countless heart-palpitating arcs of thunder spilled out from it, accompanied by a faint sound of thunder in the air, and struck at the rolling stone phantoms.

"Bang bang ......" A series of roars sounded, and all the phantoms of the rolling stones disappeared without a trace. Only the hair-thin arc of thunder danced wantonly with the sound of thunder in the flying dust.

These hair-thin thunder arcs look as if they could break at any time, but is this thunder arc really that fragile? This "thundering" move is a combination of Bai Qi's Confucian piano skills, spiritual power balls, and Mu Sheng Lei. Although this trick still has a lot to be desired, his strength is still very scrupulous!

"Rolling Stone Tomb!" Seeing that the attack sent out by everyone using the formation was easily broken by Bai Qi, a trace of hatred flashed on Zhou Ling's face, and he roared to join the formation of those monks. Suddenly, countless rolling stones fell from the sky, wanting to bury Bai Qi. Suddenly, there was an additional monk from the peak of the late stage of foundation building to join in the formation, and the power was even stronger! Even Bai Qi, who had always been very calm, raised his eyebrows when he saw this flying stone in the sky.

"Thundering Whirlpool!" Bai Qi coldly spat out such a sentence, and the spiritual power ball held high increased to the size of a basin again. The arcs of thunder that swirled over it fused with each other, becoming as thick as a hemp rope. Then, with the spiritual power ball as the center, it spun outward rapidly, and those rolling stone phantoms that fell from the sky couldn't even connect to the white sky, and were instantly stirred into a piece of powder by the rotating thunder arc.

"This formation has some merits, but it's a pity that your strength is too weak!" Bai Qi shook his head, as if he was appreciative. Then he swung the spiritual power ball in his hand fiercely, and suddenly the thunder arc on the spiritual power ball flew towards the people of the Zhou family like poisonous snakes.

"Boom, Boom, Boom......" These thunder arcs are amazingly fast, and those Zhou family members who only have the agility of the Great Perfection don't even have time to react before they are penetrated by the thunder arc through their bodies. Only the three foundation building period monks of the Zhou family narrowly escaped the attack of the thunder arc.

Seeing that those thunder arcs penetrated the bodies of those agile and consummated Zhou family monks without killing a single person, Bai Qi's face showed a strange look, his self-created "thunder" still has quite a lot of loopholes, the penetration power of this thunder arc is strong, but this power still needs to be improved.

"Spread out! Thunder Arc" Just as Bai Qi secretly sighed that the power of "Thunder" was insufficient, a trace of inspiration suddenly flashed through Bai Qi's mind. Bai Qi smiled lightly, and the spiritual power ball in his hand was twisted slightly. Suddenly, the thunder arc that penetrated through the Zhou family monks was divided into the original thin hair, spreading outward and rotating under Bai Qi's precise control, and in just one breath, it took the lives of those Zhou family monks.

At the same time, Cangyue, who had been standing silently behind Bai Qi, also moved, only to see the temperature in the air plummet, and a thin layer of ice appeared at Cangyue's feet. Cangyue's beautiful figure turned into a streamer of light and rushed towards a monk in the early stage of the Zhou family's foundation.

I have to say that Cangyue seized the opportunity and grasped it very accurately. The foundation building monk of the Zhou family had just dodged the attack of "Thundering", and his back was not the slightest defense, and Cangyue seized this moment to launch a surprise attack on him.

Although Cangyue's raid was perfect, how could the monks who could advance to the foundation building period be idle, how could they leave their backs to the enemy, Cangyue was discovered at the same time as he rushed towards him. After seeing Cangyue, an evil fire in the heart of this foundation building monk rushed up at once. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Cangyue was just a three-layer smart ant, but now this ant was actually rushing towards him without knowing whether to live or die! This was simply a challenge to his dignity as a monk in the foundation building period.

"Jin Lan!" the monk roared, clasping his hands together, and an unstoppable aura poured out of him, like a golden orchid that bloomed in an instant. Sharp petals fluttered as if they were about to cut everything to pieces.

"Ice Wings!" Looking at the blooming golden orchid in front of him, Cangyue's eyes did not have the slightest fear, and the speed under his feet did not decrease but increased, a pair of white and flawless wings exuded a cold aura, and silently waved across a strange angle.

"Poof!" a wave of qi erupted from between the monk and Cangyue. The Zhou monk fell heavily to the ground, and a bone-deep "×" wound on his chest was bleeding uncontrollably, as if it was about to take away his last life.

Cangyue turned her head to look at the other Zhou family's foundation building period monk, and the "Ice Wings" behind her suddenly shattered into a piece of broken ice. Cangyue had just been attacked by Jin Lan, the clothes on her body were torn a lot, and her snow-white skin was looming, coupled with her alluring appearance, she suddenly exuded a strange beauty, and the monk of the Zhou family in the early stage of foundation building was stunned for a while.

"Looking for death!" Seeing the person on the other side looking at himself like this, Cangyue's heart surged with a surge of anger, and in his heart, the only person who could look at her like this was her master "Bai Qi". Anyone else who dared to look at her with such a gaze was a dead end.

Cangyue cautiously glanced at Bai Qi, who was fighting with Zhou Ling, and found that Bai Qi did not pay attention to this, Cangyue let out a sigh of relief, and the lotus foot lightly blasted towards the opposite side like a cannonball, and Bai Xian's slender fingers were like the strongest weapons, stabbing heavily at the Zhou family's foundation-building monk.

"Give me death!" Feeling Cangyue's killing intent, the person opposite also woke up in a short period of surprise, and waved a palm with a hideous face. The fact that the monks of the foundation building period can compete with the monks of the late stage of the spiritual period and even the Great Perfection with their physical bodies alone shows that the physical gap between the monks of the foundation building period and the monks of the spiritual period is so large that it is simply impossible to calculate the reason. In the face of this kind of hand-to-hand combat, how could he, a foundation building monk, be the slightest afraid!

"Click!" A sound of broken bones sounded out of thin air, and the Zhou family's foundation-building period monk's eyes widened, looking at the jade arm that ran through his chest, his mouth opened with difficulty, and a faint and hoarse voice slowly came out. "How is that possible?"

He was extremely confident in his physical body, but it was a pity that he met Cangyue, the "corpse cultivator" of the corpse of the Jindan period. Under Cangyue's strong body, the proud body of this foundation building monk was simply a joke.

Faced with this person's most difficult question, Cangyue did not make any response, and the snowy lotus-like arm was withdrawn from the chest of the Zhou family's foundation building period monk, and a warm heart beat in Cangyue's hand.