The strange monk's expression was cold, and there was a sharpness in his eyebrows. He shouted urgently, "Quiet!"
But I saw a magic sword in front of the monk. With the fierce shout, it rose up in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant sword about ten feet long. Dark purple thunder snakes were coiled on it. Everything was slashed unstoppably towards the three people who were retreating.
In front of Lingchu, the green spirit shield also bloomed with spiritual light, and it magnified a lot as it was gently shaken. The green spiritual light enveloped Lingchu and Wu Yun, facing the roaring thunder sword.
Lightning attribute spiritual roots are extremely rare, but they are also extremely ferocious.
This was also the first time that Lingchu faced off against a monk with the thunder attribute. Zhang Xu's giant sword struck down mercilessly on the green spirit shield. The huge repulsive force made Lingchu and the two of them, who were hiding behind the green spirit shield, involuntarily. He stepped back a little again.
Although the giant sword was firmly caught by the Qingling Shield, the dark purple thunder snake, like a truly flexible snake, swam on the complex lines of the Qingling Shield and burrowed in behind it along the edge of the Qingling Shield.
Lingchu and the two felt their bodies become numb and weak.
Just the scattered thunder and lightning had such power. The green spirit shield shook the giant sword, and the green frost sword body emitted sparkling green light. As Lingchu swung his sword, heavy sword shadows slowly but continuously appeared in the void. , like a blooming blue flower.
It shattered the electric light around Lingchu and the two of them, and at the same time resisted a translucent flying sword that suddenly appeared.
Yun Haotian on the other side was also not idle. Two monks with exactly the same appearance each held a thin sword. One of them had a blue sword, and the other had a red sword. When the two took action, water surged and fire roared, both menacingly. Pounced towards Yun Haotian.
Water and fire, which are obviously incompatible with each other, happen to be in the hands of these two people. They don't interfere with each other, but they have some momentum.
Yunhao dared to underestimate him. As soon as he saw the twins, he understood most of it. His eyes were cold, like a lone wolf, staring at the twins fiercely.
The flaming sword stood upright in his hand, and a yellow-skinned gourd appeared above his head, only the size of a palm. The gourd was slightly tilted, and its mouth was pointed at the twins in front. The fierce flames that seemed to have started a prairie fire engulfed the twins.
Water and fire clashed, and with a pop, thick white mist steamed up, filling the entire space.
When Lingchu saw the two unfamiliar disciples at first, he thought they were fellow disciples who wanted to steal the elixir.
But when I saw the twins, I felt clear in my heart. It was Wan Chengxu and his party who had found help and came to visit them again.
Sure enough, before the white mist cleared, someone cast a spell, and a breeze blew up, blowing away the white mist that obscured the sight of both parties.
A group of seven people, Wan Chengxu, was revealed.
Looking at this situation, one party must withdraw from the trial today before it can stop.
Although Wu Yun had not experienced many things, and most of them went smoothly, he was not a blindly optimistic person. The strange stone as big as a palm turned into the size of half a person, and like the top of a mountain, it hit everyone including Wan Chengxu. Three monks in the late stage of Qi training.
Lingchu and Yun Haotian were each fighting one against two.
The spirit beast bag around his waist flashed with light, and the majestic white spirit tiger landed lightly. The green tiger eyes gathered a faint evil spirit, and with a low roar like a threat, he jumped up and met Wu Yun. Together they deal with three monks who are in the late stage of Qi training.
Lingchu's expression was a little solemn. Although she thought that her Qi training skills were far above ordinary, she didn't think that there was no one in the world who could defeat her.
There were two unfamiliar faces in front of him. The slightly older monk, although he also had strong spiritual power, was not the focus of Lingchu's fear.
What Lingchu was afraid of was the monk with the thunder attribute. His eyes were sharp and his brows were firm. He could tell at a glance that he had quite a lot of experience in fighting. His aura was majestic, far beyond the ordinary monks who had perfected Qi. Clearly, this is the aura of spiritual power that has been cultivated to the twelfth level of Qi training.
The thunder attribute monk in front of her was not inferior to her except for spiritual power and spiritual consciousness. The rest, whether it was fighting ability or strong spiritual power, was not weaker than her. In particular, his spiritual root attribute was good at killing. Leilingen.
In terms of spiritual power, Lingchu was not afraid of it, but in terms of killing power, he thought he could not compare to Lei Linggen.
In addition, there was a Qi-practicing Dzogchen monk nearby to help out.
It's going to be a tough battle.
Lingchu and the three of them all thought this in their hearts.
Wan Chengxu was completely opposite to what Lingchu and the others had in mind. Seeing that Lingchu and the others were being suppressed and beaten, with no ability to fight back, Wan Chengxu couldn't help but feel proud. The dull energy that had accumulated for several days was all gone, and he just felt The sky is bright and the birds are chirping in my ears.
Among the three battlefields, Wu Yun was the first to show decline.
In the past few years, Qingkong has been fighting with Lingchu in the secret realm of phantoms. The ferocity in his bones has long been polished out. Tiger is the king of beasts, and Qingkong is a rare dual attribute of wind and thunder. He also has the dual attributes of wind and thunder. One against two, never fall behind.
It's just that Wu Yun's fighting ability is really mediocre. Maybe it's fair, which gave Wu Yun good luck, but it didn't give him the talent to fight, so he couldn't withstand Wan Chengxu's attack.
Although Wan Chengxu's qualifications are not obvious, because he has a good brother, he has a lot of treasures, especially piles of talismans, which are thrown out as if they are free, causing Qingkong to have to hide from time to time, making Wu Yun even more embarrassed. Incessantly.
But for a moment, the disciple's robe on Wu Yun's body was already flickering with spiritual light, gradually becoming weaker and weaker, as if it was damaged. The head and face without the protection of the robe were even more miserable. His hair was scattered, and his face was not fair in the first place. The streaks of fire and lightning, and the marks of water and mud, are really hard to describe.
Even in the clear sky, several pieces of fur were burned as white as cloud satin, with a patch of black in the east and a patch of mud in the west, which made Lingchu feel heartbroken when he saw it occasionally.
Yun Haotian's situation is not good either. The fire-breathing gourd is a magic weapon that he spent a lot of contribution points to exchange for in the sect after he came back from being seriously injured at the hands of the embarrassed monster in Liuhua Town. It is extremely powerful, but also extremely dangerous. Consume spiritual power.
Yun Haotian doesn't have the powerful spiritual power of Lingchu, nor does he have rare items such as the Hidden Spirit Pendant. He just used the fire-breathing gourd twice, and 70% of his spiritual power has been lost. How dare he continue to use it? He can only rely on it. With fighting experience and a flaming sword in hand, he can survive the siege of the twin brothers.
Facing Lingchu, who is the strongest in the group, is not easy either.
Lingchu felt that after this, she might hate fighting with the monks from Leilinggen. The reason was that every time she was struck by lightning, Lingchu's whole body would feel numb.
If he didn't dodge and was hit directly, it would really not be comfortable at all.
As Lingchu stepped back, he touched Fried Hair's hair and wiped his dark face. There was a vague smell of barbecue on his body, and his clear eyes suddenly ignited with blazing anger and cold light.
Don't slap someone in the face!
