"Dang, Dang, Dang..."
Huang Ming struck rapidly with one sword after another. The monk was also beaten back by Huang Ming's brutal attack like a violent storm, one after another.
For a moment, the monk was really unable to concentrate on driving the horn weapon that had been sacrificed in mid-air.
Huang Ming deliberately didn't give him a chance to breathe. No matter what function the magic weapon had, it would definitely cause trouble for him if he allowed it to be used. This was not acceptable.
After all, Huang Ming has only one way to fight the enemy, and that is to fight hard, and fighting hard means fighting in one breath. The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road!
"Dang, Dang, Dang..."
After blocking Huang Ming's seven or eight moves in succession, the monk's hand holding the staff was full of blood. He was almost unconscious from the shock, and his blood and energy surged, making him want to vomit blood.
The monk was so anxious that he was sweating on his forehead.
He has been stuck in the late golden elixir stage for more than a hundred years. Not only does he have deep magic power and rich experience, he is also the second-ranked veteran monk in the late golden elixir stage of their Holy Spirit Mountain.
Now he was beaten by Huang Ming to the point where he could only parry and had no power to fight back. He really couldn't figure it out and felt a little aggrieved.
He has also fought against other body refiners, and some of them are indeed very powerful. However, no matter how powerful a body refiner is in battle, he will always attack and defend, advance and retreat, and he will always have moves. There is a chance to fight back.
Huang Ming only used one move. Not only was it powerful and heavy, but it was also so fast that people couldn't dodge and had to block it. He only had a mysterious five-element spell and a great magical weapon but couldn't use it. He was about to die of depression. .
However, Huang Ming became more and more excited the more he cut. He had long discovered that in the face of absolute power, all moves were useless. As long as he kept cutting, the monk would sooner or later destroy his staff and kill everyone.
"Dang, Dang, Dang", three times in succession.
This monk really couldn't stand it anymore. If he hits a few more times, he will really destroy the person with his staff.
Seeing Huang Ming slashing with his sword again, the monk suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and raised the staff in his hand with all his strength.
"Bang..."
After a harsh golden sound, Huang Ming was knocked back three steps. The monk was finally temporarily out of Huang Ming's attack range.
Huang Ming was surprised. He didn't expect that this guy would spontaneously ignite his essence and blood and forcibly increase his strength by 30%.
Spontaneous combustion of essence and blood can temporarily increase the attack strength, but it will permanently reduce the cultivation level, which cannot be repaired. It seems that this monk is planning to fight himself desperately.
At this moment, "Woo..."
The magic weapon that had been hanging in the air like a cow horn made a very low sound.
The monk finally found the opportunity to activate this magic weapon.
As soon as the horn sounded, Huang Ming felt that his tense body suddenly relaxed, and the mana in his dantian began to collapse rapidly. In just an instant, his mana cultivation level dropped by one-third.
"This, this, what's going on?"
Huang Ming was immediately confused. If his cultivation level was reduced at this time, it would mean death.
What kind of magic weapon is this horn? How can it reduce other people's cultivation? This is a plug-in.
Just when Huang Ming was confused and very nervous, the monk spoke.
"Brother Daxia, I have to admit that your physical and mental skills are really powerful. You can actually suppress me until I can't fight back for the time being. But do you know why Ivan asked me to kill you instead of letting others?"
"That's because I have the ancient treasure 'Release Spirit Seal'. Not to mention that your body refining cultivation is only at the late stage of Six Apertures, and your qi refining cultivation is at the early stage of Golden Pill. Even if you are at the early stage of Twelve Apertures and the early stage of Nascent Soul, if you are hit I can kill this treasure as well.”
"Ancient treasure reveals the spirit seal?" Huang Ming's heart moved.
He had never heard of the "Release Spirit Seal", but he knew the ancient treasure. It was the magic weapon used by the first generation of immortal cultivators in each interface before they ascended to immortality. The battle ax he got through gambling was very likely to be one. An ancient treasure.
"Huang, let me make it clear to you that this ancient treasure of mine is the magical weapon used by the ancestor of our sect before he ascended. It is made from the horn of the tenth-level beast, the cleft-hoofed golden bull. It can temporarily seal the enemy for three times. One-third of the mana, of course, does not permanently seal the leak, it will only last for three points."
"It can only last three points? Damn, you scared me."
Huang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the spirit seal was so powerful that it could only last three minutes after a long time.
"Just to scare you? Humph, three points is enough to kill you."
Seeing that Huang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and showed a trace of ridicule, the monk couldn't help but became furious. He raised his staff high again and began to gather energy again.
"I don't believe your sister anymore."
Huang Ming became more competitive. Although his magic power had dropped to about the same level as in the later stages of the construction period, the body-strengthening and protective effects of "Prison-Suppressing King Ming Jue" had also weakened a lot.
But physical training and fitness are the same thing. Although the strength has become smaller, the muscles that were built before are still there. The skinny camel is bigger than the horse. Huang Ming doesn't believe that he can't even hold on for three minutes. It will take half an hour no matter what. .
So Huang Ming took heart, put away the Fierce Flame Sword, took off the martial arts shield he bought before to show off, and put it in front of him. At the same time, he mobilized all his mana and strength, and he was ready to resist.
"go to hell"
The monk shouted loudly and waved the staff filled with spiritual energy towards Huang Ming again.
"Huh", a blue beam as thick as a bucket shot towards Huang Ming like a volcano erupting.
However, Huang Ming miscalculated this time. As soon as the blue beam of light touched his shield, he felt his hands go soft as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer on his chest. "Click", he immediately heard the sound of his sternum breaking.
Then "Boom", his body bowed forward, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
"Bang, click, woo..., boom"
A big tree was knocked down by Huang Ming. Huang Ming was also bounced to the ground by the big tree and fell on his back, with blood spurting out from his mouth and nose.
Huang Ming overestimated himself this time and underestimated the monk. After all, he was a veteran monk who had been stuck in the late stage of the Golden Elixir for many years, and he also used a natal magic weapon that could nourish spirituality.
He barely managed to catch the blow before with all his strength when his magic power was at full strength. Now that his cultivation level has dropped by one-third, how can he still catch it?
Even though Huang Ming's body training has been completed and his body has not been torn to pieces, his bones and organs have not yet been strengthened. This blow caused all his sternum and ribs to be broken, and his internal organs were also severely damaged.
Huang Ming was lying on the ground, his consciousness becoming a little blurry. He found that the originally dark sky in the evening had become very bright and dazzling, but the light quickly disappeared and his eyes turned into darkness.
In the darkness, Huang Ming saw the monk laughing proudly, "Hahahaha..."
But with a smile, the monk suddenly turned into Ivan, and Ivan soon turned into Emma, and then turned into Xiao Hua, turned into Zhang Mengmeng, Yang Xukuan, Shen Hu, and finally turned into Time The seal in the temple.
"What's wrong with me? Am I dead?"
Huang Ming asked, but the divine seal quickly disappeared, and his eyes became endless darkness again.
