"Bang bang bang bang bang."
The fireball was blocked again by Huang Ming with his shield, but was knocked back more than ten meters.
"Fireball Continent" is just an ordinary five-element spell.
But the little lama is in the early stage of foundation building, and his magic power is much stronger than Huang Ming.
"Since your sister is being unreasonable, then let's fight her."
Huang Ming was too lazy to talk anymore.
He patted the storage bracelet again and took out a wooden sword, then raised the sword with one hand and the shield with the other.
He rushed towards the little lama like a MT fighting against monsters in the game.
The little lama couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that his fireballs were blocked by Huang Ming.
Huang Ming was only at the ninth level of Qi refining stage and he was at the early stage of foundation building.
I thought I could take down Huang Ming easily, but now it seems that a few fireballs can't solve it.
So the little lama patted the storage bag and took out a white monster bone blade.
He followed Huang Ming, who had already rushed in front of him, and cut him off head on.
Huang Ming raised his left hand to block the bone blade with his shield, and with a wave of his right hand, he slashed at the little lama with the wooden sword in his hand.
The little lama reacted quickly enough and swung the bone blade blocked by Huang Ming's shield to the left, facing the wooden sword.
Just with a click, the wooden sword in Huang Ming's hand broke into two pieces.
"What's going on?"
Looking at the wooden sword with only half left in his hand, Huang Ming was stunned.
"Hey hey hey..."
"This is a mid-level magic weapon. It's not comparable to your low-level magic weapon. Just accept your fate."
The little lama was very proud of his successful blow, and he struck again with a wild smile.
Huang Ming had no choice.
He had to use his shield to resist and at the same time sacrifice the bamboo basket.
The bamboo basket lifted into the sky and a gray light flashed.
Countless gray filaments flew out in mid-air and formed a short gray sword.
Huang Ming shouted "Ji".
This gray short sword made of gray silk was shot at the little lama.
"It's just a low-level magic weapon, but you still dare to show it to yourself, huh!"
The little lama snorted coldly and threw his right hand forward.
The white bone blade took off his hand and "swooshed" to meet Huang Ming's gray short sword made of gray silk.
Just listen to "pop".
The short sword transformed from gray silk was vulnerable to a single blow and was directly shattered by the little lama's bone blade.
The bone blade continued unabated, passing directly through the gray silk and splitting Huang Ming's backpack in half.
"Isn't it? Such a dish."
Huang Ming's face turned green.
It wasn't that he was afraid, but he didn't expect that these low-level magic weapons obtained from the highway robbers would be vulnerable to a blow.
This is too embarrassing.
"Hahaha, go to hell".
The little lama felt proud again, and with a thought, the bone blade slashed towards Huang Ming.
Huang Ming became furious after being shocked.
This little lama was so abominable that he even destroyed two of his own magical weapons.
Even if those magic weapons are just low-level garbage, they are still worth at least dozens of spiritual stones.
Huang Ming started to feel pain.
"Your sister is looking for death."
Huang Ming cursed angrily, it seemed that he couldn't do it without the little sword spirit talisman.
So he raised his left hand and held it in front of him with a small shield.
At the same time, he patted the storage bracelet with his right hand, trying to bring out the small golden sword and talisman.
But that's it.
The white bone blade that the young lama slashed at Huang Ming suddenly split into two in mid-air.
One left and one right, chopped off at the same time.
Huang Ming was startled.
The shield can only block one side, but what about the other side?
It's definitely too late to sacrifice the small sword and talisman. Should I use my fist to catch it?
In a flash, Huang Ming made a decision.
His "Prison-Suppressing Mingwang Jue" has been cultivated to the late second level.
The bone quenching hasn't started yet, but the body forging has been basically completed.
Even if it is hit by the little lama's bone blade, it will definitely not break. The worst is a fracture.
So when I activated my spiritual thoughts and used my magic power, I heard a burst of "GeGeGe".
Huang Ming's right hand glowed with a faint golden light.
Seeing two bone blades striking at the same time, Huang Ming raised his left hand to face one with a small shield.
At the same time, he waved his right hand and directly used his iron fist to block the one coming from the right.
Just listen to "click".
A flash of golden light was accompanied by a muffled sound.
The sword light cut from the right actually hit Huang Ming's fist.
The one cut from the left was just a harmless shadow.
But this "click" was not that Huang Ming's fist was chopped into pieces.
Instead, the little lama's bone blade was broken in two by the "Rakshasa Vajra Fist" used by Huang Ming out of desperation.
The little lama couldn't believe his eyes.
Not to mention that Huang Ming was only at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
Even in the foundation building stage, even in the golden elixir stage, it is impossible to forcefully connect the magic weapon with the physical body.
What frightened the little lama even more.
Not only did Huang Ming take the attack from his mid-level and low-grade magic weapon with his physical body alone.
His magic weapon was broken in two with just one punch. How could he fight?
The little lama was frightened to death.
While shouting "impossible, impossible", he raised his flying magic weapon and turned around and ran away.
He suspected that Huang Ming was a high-level monk who had hidden his cultivation and planned to go back to bring in reinforcements.
Huang Ming was also surprised.
He had known that "Prison-Suppressing Mingwang Jue" was a very powerful body-training technique.
But after practicing to the late second level, he was able to destroy the middle-level and low-grade magic weapons. This was never expected.
Of course, the real key is.
The late stage of the second level of "Prison-Suppressing Ming Wang Jue" is actually equivalent to the late stage of foundation building for a Qi Refiner.
Huang Ming's realm is actually much higher than this little lama.
Otherwise, his hand would be useless, and it would be impossible to destroy an intermediate magical weapon, even if it was only a low-grade one.
Seeing that the little lama was about to run away, Huang Ming screamed secretly.
The "Prison-Suppressing Mingwang Jue" is indeed powerful, but it is useless if it is not close to the body.
If the young lama ran back to call for help, he would be doomed. It seemed that he could only kill someone to silence him.
So Huang Ming slapped the storage bracelet and presented his small sword and talisman.
The talisman lifted into the air and turned into a small golden sword.
With a swish of a shadow, it flew towards the escaping little lama.
Then there was a flash of golden light, the sword energy disappeared, and the little lama's head and body were separated.
How can a little lama in the early stages of foundation building resist the divine sword and talisman refined by monks at the Nascent Soul stage or above?
Seeing that the little lama was dead, Huang Ming couldn't help but feel flustered while feeling lucky.
Although there is no law in the secluded world of cultivating immortals and respecting force, he has never killed anyone.
Even the last time I was blocked by someone, I only acted as a "killer" twice and my arm was crippled.
This time he actually killed someone.
"call……"
Huang Ming took a deep breath, collected the talisman and came to the body of the little lama.
He stretched out his hand and took the little lama's flying boat into his hand.
A storage bag was also found from the little lama's body.
There are only dozens of low-level spirit stones and a few ordinary weapon-refining materials in the storage bag, and there are no valuables.
"Your sister is really unlucky."
"This damn little bald donkey actually ruined my good deeds."
Huang Ming was very depressed.
Since this is where the four sects of Buddhism and Taoism are located, there must be other monks nearby.
If you don't leave quickly, you might be discovered by other mountain patrol disciples soon.
But the former site of the "Miyun Sect" shown on the secret map of the token is clearly Prince Snow Mountain.
It took a lot of effort to find this place, could we just leave like this?
Huang Ming thought for a while.
He took out the Miyun Sect token and put it on his forehead to look at it.
"Your sister, it seems like this is really the place."
"This valley is? Item Refining Valley, yes, that's right."
"The mountain next to it is the Alchemy Tower, and the one over here is the Ten Thousand Beasts Peak."
"Behind is the Spiritual Medicine Garden, the main hall is on the main peak, and over there is the Sutra Pavilion...".
Huang Ming closed his eyes and kept comparing the map with where he was in his mind.
"Strange? This is obviously the site of Miyun Sect, how can it be the four sects of Buddhism and Taoism?"
"Could it be that after the Miyun Sect was destroyed by various sects, the territory was occupied by the four Buddhist and Taoist sects?"
Huang Ming made random guesses.
In the end, he really guessed the truth of the matter.
