"Yin and Yang are reversed, heaven and earth are reversed, up is down, left is right, front is back, male is female, body shapes are interchanged..."
In the main hall of Jiuchi Taoist Temple, Hao Bugui's face looked gray and defeated, with a few strands of gold appearing on his face.
He murmured words in his mouth, and the mana from his hands continued to flow out, causing the three swords on the top of the Taoist temple to emit a hazy red light, and also induced Jin Wanliang's abnormal thinking illusion.
However, without the energy output provided by the spiritual jade that connects the Yin and Yang reverse formation, Hao Bugui changed the object of the energy supply to himself.
This is the worst of the worst.
If he was not at the end of his rope, Zhu Bugui would not choose this method of draining himself to deal with the enemy.
But he is indeed at the end of his rope at the moment.
When the formation he relied on was pried, he no longer had the ability to overpower Jin Wanliang, and it was even more difficult to deal with Zhang Zhong and others who were so close.
If he wanted to subdue Jin Wanliang, he not only needed his own efforts, but also needed the continued efforts of Zhang Zhong and others.
By the time he subdued Jin Wanliang, he might have run out of energy.
Humans are not machines. Not only are they unable to provide a stable source of mana that matches the formation, they also lack mana in their bodies.
Feeling the counterattack of Golden Toad Dharma King's poison in his body, Hao Bugui's face turned pale.
"You have an extraordinary aura and already belong to the incoming monks. I hope you can help me!"
Fu Bugui finally turned to Zhang Xuezhou for help.
Although a young man like Zhang Xuezhou has the aura of an immigrant, he does not need to confirm that Zhang Xuezhou belongs to the most useless type of junior magic practitioner.
Junior spell practitioners are not as good as dogs. They are delicate and weak and have few means. They can't even release spells, and their abilities are extremely limited.
Magical practitioners are also the most vulnerable to being challenged by others. If a practitioner like Zhang Xuezhou is hacked to death by a big-headed soldier, Cuo Bugui will not be surprised.
Jin Wanliang outside the Taoist temple is also a fifth-level demon who is good at demon magic. He was also fought against by Zhang Zhong and others.
It was difficult for Fu Bugui to find the corresponding confidence in Zhang Xuezhou, especially since the other party was still young. Even though he was extremely talented, he lacked the time to practice magic. He had to focus more on laying the foundation for entry.
"I can't help you, I'm going to bed soon!"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the sky, then waved his hand.
"Sleep, you still want to sleep at this time?" Hou Bugui said in disbelief.
"Yes!" Zhang Xuezhou nodded honestly: "I should fall asleep normally after one hundred and twenty breaths!"
"What?"
It was difficult for Fu Bugui to understand this behavior, but he had to take Zhang Xuezhou's words seriously.
He was already very unlucky. If he was even more unlucky and met a weirdo sleeping on the battlefield, Hao Bugui felt that it was not impossible.
The time of one hundred and twenty breaths is too short, so short that I will run out of skills again.
His face showed pain, and after waiting for a few seconds, Hao Bugui pointed to his waist pocket.
"I have an invisibility talisman here. If you put the talisman on your forehead and say 'I am the greatest in the world', you can hide your body and attack Jin Wanliang!" said Cuo Bugui.
"Do you still have something in your pocket?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously: "I remember your pocket is empty!"
"You touch it again!"
Fu Bugui's face trembled, and when he saw Zhang Xuezhou reaching out and sweeping across, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.
Based on this little bastard's ruthless behavior when he saw him in trouble, whatever money he had in his pocket would be emptied.
"There really is a ghost painting talisman, just one?"
Zhang Xuezhou dug into Cui Bugui's pocket and only took out a ghost painting charm, which disappointed him greatly.
But after a few seconds of investigation, he put the ghost painting talisman on his forehead.
"It's very expensive. I should have known that the person pursuing was not the Golden Toad King, but this Jin Wanliang. Alas..."
If he had known that the losses would be so heavy, Hao Bugui felt that he would definitely use the invisibility charm to escape.
The invisibility talisman cannot be hidden from King Jin Chan, but it should be easy to hide from Jin Wanliang.
He felt a huge pain in his heart, and his ability to press on the bottom of the box was missing.
"Am I invisible now?"
The voice of "I am the greatest in the world" came from the air, and then a burst of mana fluctuations passed by, and Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously.
"You're invisible, I can't see you anymore!" Cu Bugui said.
"Are you really invisible?" Zhang Xuezhou asked worriedly: "Are you tricking people with your ghostly drawings? I don't feel anything special now. I can even see you!"
"This spell makes you invisible. It doesn't make you blind. Of course you can see others." Xu Bugui said sadly: "I beg you to hurry up and help you!"
"I'm really invisible, look where I am?"
"Three steps to the right!"
"You can see me, what use do I need this ghost painting talisman?"
"I beg you, please stop talking. It is a normal ability to listen to the voice and identify the location!"
…
Fu Bugui's body was very tired, but his heart was even more tired.
He pricked up his ears and listened to the sound of tiptoeing away. He felt that it was very unreliable to entrust his life-saving ability to this young man.
He hoped that Zhang Xuezhou would succeed in his sneak attack and not be killed by Jin Wanliang with one strike.
In this situation, even if Zhang Xuezhou came close to smashing ten thousand liang of bricks, the balance of the battle might immediately tilt.
Fu Bugui looked at Jin Wanliang who was confused by the Yin-Yang Inversion Formation. At this time, Jin Wanliang had several calculation chips spinning in the air. The opponent's all-round protection calculation magic weapon withstood You Rong's attack several times. Feather arrows.
Every time Zhang Zhong looked for an opportunity to make a sneak attack, Jin Wanliang would swing his golden robe to resist the blow. Even the Wind-breaking Sword that Zhang Zhong wielded was in an unstable posture and was almost swept away by the golden robe.
"Hahaha, you can't do anything to me!"
In the yin and yang reverse formation, Jin Wanliang was full of confidence and recovered from the initial panic to calmness.
He was a little embarrassed to resist, but Jin Wanliang could feel the clues of an attack every time.
This is not because he has sharp eyesight, but because there is something wrong with this formation.
The formation is a good formation. As long as there are great cultivators in the main formation, the intruders will definitely be worse than death, but encountering reluctant urging is another story.
At least for the moment, Jin Wanliang felt that he could deal with the chaotic effects of this formation.
"The treasure in the hands of this golden toad demon is too powerful!"
Unable to attack for a long time, Zhang Zhong raised his sword and could not help but flinch a little more.
The strategies laid out by the "Secret Whisper" exchange between Hao Bugui and others were effective, but insufficient. They could escape from the hands of the fifth-grade demon, but that didn't mean they could take down the other party.
The calculating magic weapon in the opponent's hand can withstand the blows of feather arrows, and the golden robe he wears can avoid the slashing of his long knife.
Jin Wanliang had a look of pain on his face. He obviously paid a certain price, but the price paid by the other party was completely worth it.
Zhang Zhong's face was heavy and he shouted at Mr. Yourong.
"Two more rounds. If we can't kill him, we will run for our lives!"
Mrs. Yourong pinched the three arrows in her quiver and replied to Zhang Zhong with a hint of deceit.
As long as this golden toad demon takes her words seriously and relaxes her countermeasures, her third arrow will pierce the opponent's neck.
The couple spoke in unison and made an agreement with great tacit understanding.
The discussion between the two couples made Jin Wanliang laugh.
"Just run away. Today, Lord Jin will only capture this old Taoist to complete his mission. He will not pay attention to you at all. You can run away, but Lord Jin will give you a hundred taels of gold. You can just take it and leave. Lord Jin will not pursue you." …”
Jin Wanliang activated the magic robe, and then activated the calculation magic weapon to rotate around the body, guarding against the last two rounds of sharp arrow strikes.
But the plan he had budgeted in his mind had not yet been realized, and he saw the overwhelming black ash suddenly appearing in front of him.
"Master Jin's eyes...ah, what kind of poison is this..."
Jin Wanliang shouted.
"This little bastard seems to be very slippery in his dirty tricks. No wonder he keeps choking me!"
When the sound of the wind-breaking knife and the sound of bows and arrows sounded simultaneously, Fu Bugui, who was sitting in the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation, breathed a sigh of relief.
He also thought about asking Zhang Xuezhou to pick up a few stones and bricks for a sneak attack, trying to destroy Jin Wanliang's magic weapon as much as possible. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xuezhou went to the kitchen to grab a handful of stove ashes.
Spreading ashes has little impact and can't hurt Jin Wanliang by half, but Zhang Xuezhou really doesn't need to kill Jin Wanliang.
Zhang Zhong and the Yourong clan have taken action again.
This time, the crackdown worked.
