"so close",
"I don't know if I overacted..."
Qian Yunsheng hid behind a big cauldron, covering his forehead that was bulging from the impact of his own seeds, while quietly controlling everyone to fly towards the old man one after another.
"Three pillars of incense, three pillars of incense" Qian Yunsheng would hum softly every time one flew past.
He glanced at the crazy old man in the field and quickly shrank his neck behind the cauldron.
The moment he showed his head, he saw another person being torn into pieces.
"This monster is so cruel"
Qian Yunsheng said secretly, no longer looking at him, focusing on control.
On the other side,
Mu Xueqing had already begun to despair. She had exhausted all means, but the old man's strength still seemed to be increasing endlessly. You must know that this is just a reflection of the demon's body. The real demon is not yet strong enough. degree.
Even Tao'a Sword, as a magic weapon, has begun to scream, which is a sign that the magic weapon has reached its limit.
Mu Xueqing felt extremely regretful that she had acted too much and attracted such a powerful demon. She could even imagine how many casualties would be caused if the old man escaped.
When she thought of the disaster that Linhai City was about to face, her heart sank.
However, the usual training and the sect's sense of honor still made her adjust her mood in an instant.
"Only death!"
Mu Xueqing gritted her teeth and was about to rush forward to fight for her life.
Suddenly, changes occurred one after another,
There seemed to be some huge suction force around the old man, sucking everyone around him towards him.
He was like a completely irrational beast who only knew killing, killing, killing, but he was distracted by these people.
Mu Xueqing felt that the pressure was greatly reduced this time.
She quickly turned over her hand and swallowed a pill, and her already pale face gradually began to turn rosy.
However, these people were obviously no match for the old man. Except for one or two who were caught off guard at the beginning, the rest reacted one after another. Those who had weapons picked up weapons and others took out things. Although everyone was still involuntarily sucked towards the old man by the strange suction force around him, the situation was still better than the first one.
Mu Xueqing gritted her teeth and felt that the elixir began to moisturize her whole body, so she took the Tao'a Sword and joined the battle group.
The man in the distance who had been knocked out by his own seeds from the beginning seemed to have woken up, and countless seeds and vines were thrown out by him.
Drag, pull, tug, disturb,
to tie, to wind, to twine, to pull,
All kinds of strange trees, weeds, and vines sprouted from the ground in a steady stream. Although these things could not stop the old man's blow, they were torn apart when the old man pulled them and shattered when he hit them.
However, the man continued to throw seeds. Coupled with the tricky angle of his shots and everyone's counterattack, he was like walking a dog for a while, trapping the unconscious old man in the middle.
Mu Xueqing was holding the Tao'a Sword, her steps were light as if she were stepping on the wind, and her body was as flexible as a bee as she circled the old man and stabbed him desperately.
The old man jumped up and down under the influence of everyone, and he didn't even notice that he actually didn't move a few steps.
Everyone was surprised to see that after changing tactics, the situation stabilized. Everyone began to adjust and no longer fought head-on with the old man, but instead used various things to entangle the old man.
But even so, due to the huge difference in strength, some people still couldn't avoid being hit by the old man's punch or palm.
Others wanted to retreat quietly and leave the center of the circle, but before they could even take a few steps back, another huge suction force came from them. They were so frightened that they had to follow the old man and circle around him.
For a time, circling, dodging, taking action, and entangled became everyone's subconscious actions.
Blood, death, wailing, and impact almost became the main theme of the scene.
The remaining artifacts that had been placed in the field were also detonated one by one by Mu Xueqing, just to stop the old man from killing in the field.
Seeing that they couldn't escape, everyone finally realized that if they didn't kill the old man, they would all die here.
So everyone simply worked hard, avoiding the old man's poisonous hands while using various attack methods, thinking that even if they were of some use, it would be good.
"Three pillars of incense, three pillars of incense"
In the end, Qian Yunsheng could only jump out. He stepped on the leather boots under his feet, and the phantom moved freely. With a flip of his hand, thirty-six seeds flew out, forming a small forest.
"Rumble"
In Qian Yunsheng's eyes, the old man was like a tank. With only one foot and one hand left, he jumped and smashed through the giant trees blocking the road. He hit him with a twisted and ferocious posture. Those giant trees couldn't even stop him. How many breaths have he taken?
"Walk"
When the old man bumped into him, Qian Yunsheng pulled the vine and threw out thirty-six seeds. The huge tree surrounded the old man again. He took advantage of this moment to grab the vine and hurriedly swung to the other side. .
The old man had lost his mind, and all he knew was that he continued to chase him like a madman.
Just when the old man was about to catch up with Qian Yunsheng, Mu Xueqing also regained her strength, and the Tao'a sword hit the old man's head, causing the old man to turn around and chase after Mu Xueqing...
For a moment, everyone was following the old man in circles. Everyone tried their best to hold the old man back for a while, and then was picked up by another person. Everyone seemed to be dancing on the edge of an extreme knife.
Under such great pressure and nervous tension, Qian Yunsheng even felt that every second passed so slowly.
"Peng"
The old man then casually knocked a person who he thought was blocking the road, but who was actually unable to avoid, into a bloody foam.
He finally felt his strength begin to fade;
The endless energy in his body began to lose its stamina.
He began to panic, and even let go of the nasty things he had been chasing, like a thirsty traveler in the desert, trying to find water in a panic.
"Stop him!"
Qian Yunsheng threw another handful of seeds. He couldn't even figure out what kind of seeds he was throwing. He just numbly knew that he needed to take action and block him.
The old man pushed aside these plants, which were obviously no longer obstructive, and rushed to the edge of the formation.
"Boom, boom, boom." The large array arranged in the corner trembled when he hit it.
After all, this formation is mainly an auxiliary formation and does not have strong defensive capabilities, so it is about to be smashed by the old man.
Qian Yunsheng was discouraged for a while. Everyone had lost their strength. Unexpectedly, after working for so long, the old man finally escaped.
"go"
Suddenly there was a soft sound behind him,
Mu Xueqing's Tao'a sword flashed with cold light and flew out from her hand with a whoosh, piercing the old man's shoulder and pinning the old man to the wall.
The old man roared crazily. He was full of hatred for the woman in front of him. He grabbed the long sword nailed to his shoulder and tried to pull the sword out.
Hum, ah, moo,
Well, hey, bo,
Ba, baa, hey...
Mu Xueqing was flying in mid-air, and the nine-character mantra slowly came out of her mouth.
In an instant, the old man seemed to have grabbed a branding iron, and his entire skin was so burned that he couldn't take his hands off.
On the Tao'a sword, countless spiritual energy flew out from the sword body like elves and slowly escaped. Seen from a distance, it looks like a brilliant firework, falling like white snow, and scattering like peach blossoms.
Qian Yunsheng stood aside and felt a pain in his heart when he saw Mu Xueqing starting to burn the magic weapon so decisively.
"That's a magic weapon, not cabbage!" Qian Yunsheng felt like a miser. Even if he saw other people's gold falling into the water, he would feel extremely painful in his heart.
Mu Xueqing thought of when she first entered the mountain gate.
The master asked himself: "What do you do to practice Taoism?"
He replied childishly: "As a monk, you can eat a lot of marshmallows."
The master smiled and touched his head,
Later, when he grew up, the master asked himself again, "What do you do as a monk?"
I thought for a while and replied seriously: "Cultivation can lead to immortality."
The master smiled and did not answer.
Later, when receiving the sword, the master asked himself again, "What do you do to practice Taoism?"
He replied loudly: "For the sake of all the people in the world!"
The master still smiled and said nothing.
Finally, when I was going down the mountain, I asked my master, "What do you do as a Taoist?"
The master looked at himself lovingly and shook his head.
"Only you know the answer to this, Chi'er," the master replied.
"Even if I tell you a lot of things, you still don't understand. Some answers need to be found by yourself."
So, I went down the mountain with Tao'a Sword on my back. Can I go up the mountain with Tao'a Sword on my back?
The old man in front of him was howling, biting, and swinging like a wild beast, but he couldn't move at all.
The remaining people gathered together and watched with complicated eyes as the old man gradually shriveled up again.
The old man also began to feel that his strength was passing quickly, and even his crazy thoughts were getting smaller and smaller.
A large amount of demonic energy was emitted into the air, colliding with the spiritual energy emitted from the Tao'a sword, and was annihilated.
Just when the old man took his last breath,
Mu Xueqing flew over and gently pulled the Tao'a sword back into her hand.
The Tao'a sword in his hand no longer has the grace of the sword. It is as rusty as a defective sword found on a thousand-year battlefield.
Looking at the Tao'a sword in her hand, Mu Xueqing suddenly wanted to ask: "Master, did I do the right thing?" She felt confused inside.
The rest of the people took a breath quietly,
Everyone sat limply on the ground,
Living is really not easy.
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