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Seeing that the old man in linen robe was not chasing him, the sea monk who rushed into the void stopped and stood upright in the void, looking at the old man in linen robe with contempt in his eyes.
The next moment, his eyes were filled with cold light, he suddenly opened his hands, and the spiritual energy around him surged towards him instantly.
At the same time, a huge fireball fell from the sky, and the surrounding air was scorching into a trance.
The large group of seagull monsters around them were not idle, and began to attack indiscriminately. They flapped their wings one after another, and struck out hurricanes. Then, after gathering in the air, they turned into huge tornadoes, heading towards The Blue Dou Immortal City fell.
Seeing this, Han Changlin showed hesitation on his face. The emperor-level monster has appeared. Should he choose to leave now?
He was still a little worried. After all, the casual cultivators outside the city had been almost slaughtered, and the monsters all over the mountains and plains had also paid a heavy price, with countless casualties and deaths.
The casual cultivators who had gone out of the city to "make a fortune" were even more miserable. After a hard fight, less than a hundred of them were left.
Han Changlin looked at all this with a pale face and sighed secretly in his heart. The war in the world of immortals is indeed terrible, and the probability of low-level monks dying in such wars has reached an extremely terrifying level.
And even the remaining hundred or so people can't hold on for long, and it will be a matter of time before they are wiped out by the group.
Seeing the surrounding Sea Feng Sect disciples vomiting blood and falling to the ground one after another, Han Changlin understood that the defensive formation of Lan Douxian City could not hold on for long under the attack of the Sea Clan monks.
Once the city defense formation is broken, the old man in linen robes, as a golden elixir monk, still has great hope of escaping from the mouth of this sea monk. However, these monks in the foundation building stage and many Qi training stage monks are very fierce. There is less luck.
Even if a few are lucky enough to escape, the number will never be too many.
Thinking of this, Han Changlin turned around and flew towards the west of the city. Although he had never succeeded in practicing the Soul Hiding Technique, he had reached such a point that even if there were some risks, he could only take it.
If Lan Douxian City is really attacked by monsters, it will be very difficult to escape at that time.
Suddenly, Han Changlin saw two huge spiritual lights emerging from the city, one green and one yellow, dragging dozens of feet of spiritual light tail flames, tearing the air all the way, and shooting toward the Sea Clan monk in the void.
Through the rich aura, Han Changlin vaguely saw that the two auras were a knife and a trident.
Immediately following the two auras were two figures, wrapped in a rich aura, which shot onto the city wall in the blink of an eye and landed next to the hemp-robed old man.
The aura dissipated, revealing two people, a thirty-year-old scribe and a forty-year-old strong man.
Seeing the two people appear, the old man in linen robe showed a look of surprise on his face and exclaimed:
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Jiang."
"Brother Wizard, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. How are you?"
The scribe named Jiang looked at the old man in linen robes with a smile on his face, while Senior Brother Zhang next to him had a gloomy face and did not speak.
"How can Wu be compared to the two senior brothers? He is deeply loved by his uncle. No, it has been thirty years since he was assigned to Lan Douxian City."
The old man named Wu had a depressed look on his face, shook his head and said with a wry smile.
"Hehe, brother wizard, you are too modest. Who doesn't know that stationing in the fairy city is the most lucrative job. Compared with guarding the sect, we have nothing except the sect's pitiful benefits, but we are very lucky. .”
Seeing the monk surnamed Zhang making sarcastic remarks, the old man surnamed Wu was surprisingly not angry. Instead, he just laughed a few times and then fell silent and stopped talking.
"Okay, now is not the time for bickering. The Sea Clan monk is very difficult to deal with, so let's get rid of him first.
There are countless treasures in the Endless Sea. I think the treasures on this sea tribe monk will not disappoint us. How about we share it equally among the three of us? "
"Split equally?"
Jindan surnamed Zhang sneered and said:
"It's just a middle-stage Golden Core Sea Clan monk. If the three of us kill him, it will make everyone laugh if word spreads."
When the Jindan monk named Jiang and the old man in linen robe heard this, they both showed bitter expressions, especially the old man in linen robe. He knew that this monk from the Sea Clan was a genuine middle-stage Jindan monk, and he was definitely no match for him.
However, these two nominal senior brothers of mine are both at the middle stage of Golden Core cultivation. They may not be able to win in a duel, but thinking about it, they will not be easily defeated by this sea tribe monk.
Although he also coveted the treasures of the Sea Clan monks, his senior brother Zhang obviously did not intend to let him get a share of the pie. In this case, he was not in a hurry and let his senior brother Zhang steal the limelight.
If he is defeated and injured by a sea tribe monk, he will not be blamed at that time.
"Since Junior Brother Zhang is interested in this evil beast, let me give it to you."
Jindan monk surnamed Jiang heard this, with a smile on his lips, but the coldness in his eyes flashed away.
"Hehe, if that's the case, then Zhang is welcome."
He raised his head and glanced at the trident that had turned into a few tens of feet. There was a hint of coldness on his face. His body rose into the air, and streaks of khaki aura emerged from his body.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a layer of earth-yellow scale armor, covering his entire body except his head.
It is the earth magic technique "Golden Body Armor."
This earth spell is just an ordinary second-level spell, but when used in the hands of the Golden Core cultivator, its power is far more powerful than that of the Foundation Establishment cultivator. With afterimages, the monk surnamed Zhang directly came to his trident. In front of him, he took it into his hands.
He thrust towards the Sea Clan monk who was a hundred feet away.
Suddenly three thick earth-yellow spiritual lights turned into three light pillars and shot towards the Sea Clan monk.
The sea monk naturally knew that the original human monk had come to help again, but he was not afraid at all, and instead became fierce.
But he saw his mouth open, a spear flying out, and then facing three pillars of light.
"Give it to me."
With a roar, the speed of the three khaki light beams increased by three points. In an instant, there was an explosion, and the spiritual energy around them exploded. The air waves caused by the explosion spread out in all directions, dodging the surroundings. The seagull monsters that failed to catch up were turned into ashes.
The Sea Clan monk's eyes flashed fiercely, he roared, his body instantly grew bigger, like a little giant, his muscles swelled, and he rushed directly towards the monk surnamed Zhang.
"Well done."
Seeing the Sea Clan monk rushing toward him, the monk surnamed Zhang actually showed excitement on his face. The trident in his hand flashed with a rich and huge aura and stabbed towards the Sea Clan monk's head.
"not good."
However, just when Kankan stabbed the head of the Hai Clan monk, the monk surnamed Zhang suddenly felt something bad, and saw a phantom flashing out from the slanting stab.
With a thought in his mind, an earthy-colored spiritual shield emerged from his body. As soon as it grew to a size of two to three feet, with a "bang", the monk surnamed Zhang flew directly a hundred feet away.
Barely able to stabilize his body, the monk surnamed Zhang showed a look of horror on his face. Although he was not injured by this blow, the energy and blood in his body was still tumbling.
"go."
After experiencing the terrifying physical body of the Sea Clan monks, no matter how stupid the monk surnamed Zhang was, he knew that he could not compete with the Sea Clan monks for strength.
The trident was thrown out by him, flashing with a spiritual light of dozens of feet, and stabbed towards the sea tribe monk in the air.
At the same time, there was a slight flash between the fingers of the monk surnamed Zhang, and a fist-sized bead flashing with cyan aura appeared, floating in front of the monk surnamed Zhang, spinning smoothly.
"go."
The monk surnamed Zhang showed a look of pain on his face. He placed a green bead in one hand. The green bead immediately turned into a ray of blue light and shot towards the sea tribe monk.
The Sea Clan monk flapped his wings and jumped high into the sky. Then the python head spit out a giant fireball towards the monk surnamed Zhang.
The trident that was dozens of feet in size suddenly turned a corner and flew towards the sky, following closely behind the Sea Clan monk. The green bead swayed slightly and disappeared.
Although the body of the sea tribe monk was huge, it was extremely sensitive. As his eyes turned around, he found that the cyan beads suddenly disappeared, which caused doubts to flash in his eyes.
"Give it to me."
Following the voice of the monk surnamed Zhang, the cyan bead suddenly appeared above the head of the sea clan monk, and a large piece of lightning suddenly exploded, dazzling the eyes.
The casual cultivators who were staring at the sky couldn't help but close their eyes the moment the blue beads exploded.
The thunder light flashed, and the raging thunder light covered a distance of tens of feet. Most of the bodies of the sea monks were shrouded in the thunder light.
"Kunshi Thunder Light?"
Seeing this scene, the old man in linen robe changed his face and exclaimed.
"I didn't expect Junior Brother Zhang to actually refine this Kunshi Thunder Light."
The Jindan monk surnamed Jiang also had a surprised expression on his face and said softly.
"It is rumored that the thunder of Kunshi is collected through the thunder of Yuan Stone and condensed through one's own magic power. It took decades of hard work to condense it. It is extremely powerful. Even the monks in the late stage of Jindan will not be able to face this thunder of Kunshi." If you hit me, I'm afraid it's more likely to bring disaster than good."
The old man in linen robes finally understood that the reason why his senior brother Zhang dared to fight the Sea Clan monk alone was because he had Kunshi Lei Guang to rely on.
"Each Kunshi thunder light is extremely precious. I really don't know what he is thinking about?"
The Jindan monk surnamed Jiang put his hands behind his back, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"Could it be that this sea tribe monk has something more precious in him?"
The old man in linen robes also had a puzzled look on his face. With Zhang Xuan's fighting power, the winning rate in a fight with this Hai Clan monk was only about 30%.
Therefore, the old man in linen robes was not optimistic about Henry Zhang, and he could even imagine in his heart the fate of Henry Zhang being killed by the monks of the Hai Clan and running away.
But he never expected that Henry Zhang would use all the Kunshi Thunder Light that had been condensed for decades, which puzzled him.
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