However, Haosi on the stage slapped him in the face with his behavior.
Hao Si knew that he had to fight quickly. Once the opponent regained his strength, he would definitely lose. It was just because of his luck that he barely won this time, and a ruthless person was racing against time to recover.
He moved his five fingers slightly, and two explosive symbols appeared in his hands, and he threw them at the light clock like lightning. With a rumble, the bell-shaped magic weapon shook under the violent bombardment of the explosive symbols, and finally held on.
Hao Si's pupils shrank. He bought these two talismans at a high price in the night market and kept them as trump cards. However, with his wealth, he couldn't afford a few.
Unexpectedly, the two middle-grade Xuan-level magic weapons failed to penetrate the opponent's defensive magic weapon. He gritted his teeth and a bunch of fireball talismans flew out like snowflakes. These fireball talismans were made by himself and he didn't feel any pain when using them.
It's just that the fireball talisman he made only barely reached the middle-grade yellow level, and was far less powerful than the middle-grade explosive talisman of the black level. The fireball hit the bell, the bell vibrated and the golden light shone, but it was indestructible.
However, no matter how strong the long handle was, it could not withstand the continuous digging of the ants. Under the continuous attack of the fireball talisman, the light of the spiritual bell gradually dimmed after three quarters of an hour.
"I'm going, it's so shameless, taking advantage of others' danger!"
"Oh, if you were in his position, you would be more ruthless. If you are jealous, just say it clearly. There is no shame."
The face of the person whose thoughts were revealed turned red, and he said harshly: "Even if you have reached this point by luck, if you want to win the first place, you should show some real skills. Throwing talismans and seals all the time is nothing!"
"If you are so lucky, you can also throw it."
"That's right, the sect has no rules, you don't care how others fight."
"Luck is also a type of strength."
There was a lot of chatter and excitement in the audience, and Wen Ming on the stage was also aggrieved. Although the opponent's fireball charm failed to hurt him, it made the spiritual bell vibrate non-stop, and he could not calm down and exercise his skills at all. , the mood is depressed, and the effect of exercise is even worse.
The brows on the high platform were so furrowed that they could kill a fly. In this case, if you were not careful about healing, you would be going too far.
Under the competition stage, Yunli held a falling fragment of the Exploding Talisman and brushed the light pear flower pattern on it with her fingertips. She had mixed feelings. She didn't expect that these two Exploding Talisman came from her hand.
As a future great talisman master determined to become world-famous, Yunli designed a logo for her brand early on. Every talisman made by her has a small silver pear flower in the lower right corner. If senior brother were to confront Haosi's talisman seal, wouldn't he use Zi's spear to attack Zi's shield?
However, she took a look at the spiritual bell magic weapon that was still standing strong, and shook her head secretly. Sure enough, the paper talisman was still inferior to metal, and her two middle-grade Xuan-level talisman seals could not break through a high-grade yellow-level magic weapon.
Seeing that under the continuous attack of the fireball, the spirit bell finally failed to hold up and broke into pieces. Without hesitation, Haosi was shocked. A big knife appeared in his hand. The blade was white and cold. As soon as it appeared, the aggressive knife appeared. He was so angry that he slashed at Wen Ming.
Yunli shook his head regretfully, and Wen Ming recovered a little. He was no match for Hao Si in his prime, and this battle would not last long.
No, a cooked duck will never fly!
She squeezed out of the crowd and rushed to the edge of the formation where Wei Lin was meditating. She set up a small table, took out cinnabar, talisman paper, demon blood and other items, and started painting with a brush. Haosi's talisman seal gave her inspiration. , when the spiritual power is exhausted, tools like talismans for storing spells are crucial.
Fortunately, none of the high-grade Xuan-level talisman seals she made were sold, just to prevent the current situation of being cheated by the talisman seals she made. However, it is not easy to make high-grade Xuan-level talisman seals. Basically, only a dozen or so talisman seals can be produced. There are only one piece, so she doesn't have many of them. Most of them she is rushing to make are mid-grade Xuan-level ones.
Sure enough, the battle over there was over in less than a stick of incense. Wen Ming fought to the point of exhaustion in extreme frustration and fainted. Mang Zhong's eyes were almost cannibalistic. He glared at Hao Si fiercely and rolled up on the stage. The unconscious Wen Ming returned to the high platform.
A burst of spiritual power was injected into him. Wen Ming coughed a few times. He woke up leisurely. When he saw Eg Zhong, he lowered his head and called out in a low voice: "Old Ancestor."
"Stop talking and heal first. You did your best."
Lan Shu also stepped forward to comfort him, "You have done a good job."
On the other side, Yunli handed Wei Lin a stack of talismans and said crisply: "We'll kill him with the talismans!"
Wei Lin curled his lips. The power of the high-grade talisman seals on the Mysterious Order was more than twice that of the middle-grade ones. He returned the pile to her and only pulled out some of it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "These are enough."
Looking straight ahead, his voice was soft but firm: "Don't worry, I will definitely get the Shadow Sword!"
He was slightly less injured than Wen Ming, and he recovered peacefully for a while. Now he still has Ah Li's talisman seal, so Hao Si can't take advantage of it.
Haosi stood with his sword in hand. As soon as the referee finished speaking, he once again threw out several fireball charms immediately.
Surprisingly, Wei Lin did not use the defensive magic weapon, but used Jinghong footwork to avoid it, and quickly took two diamond talismans on himself in the process.
Next, he kept moving and ran around the ring, almost leaving an afterimage. At the same time, several explosion symbols flew out from different directions around Haosi, sealing him inside. A more violent explosion than the previous one filled the ring. Continuously, thick white smoke rose and filled the air.
Hao Si, who was at the center of the explosion, was horrified. The robe on his body flashed with light and then shattered. He connected it to another defensive weapon without any gaps. He was panicking. There were explosions all around and he couldn't escape!
After the smoke dissipated a little, Haosi was seen holding a knife and kneeling on one knee, wearing only his middle coat. His face was dark, and blood streaked his face. His bun was loose and curled. Curly and draped over his shoulders.
Beside him, several magic weapons were shattered on the ground.
Wei Lin moved his fingers slightly, and several more talismans appeared in his hand. Hao Si's pupils shrank, and he quickly shouted: "I surrender! I surrender!"
"I'll go, Xuan-level high-grade talisman seal, Master Qianjiu's net worth is so rich!"
However, it was really refreshing to watch.
On the high platform, Wen Ming let out a breath. If this leader really let Hao Si get hold of him, he would die of suffocation.
At this point, the qi training disciple competition is all over, and the next step is to give out rewards to everyone!
Xingye stood up on the high platform, waved his hand, and several deacons in brown filed in carrying two boxes. The first person was holding a tray with ten small jade bottles on it. After a while, two large boxes were also placed on the stage. superior.
Xing Ye waved his hand, and the crowd fell silent. Some people looked up to admire the majesty of the Pavilion Master, some stared passionately at the big box on the stage, and even more people looked jealously at the ten people lined up in front of them.
As the leader of the killers in Canye Pavilion, Xingye delivered a brainwashing speech without a lengthy speech. Instead, he simply summarized it in two sentences and went straight to the topic: "The fourth to tenth place will receive a Foundation Building Pill, Xuan Rank A top-grade magic weapon."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and one of the boxes opened, and various magic weapons flew out from it, floating in the air. The disciples' hearts suddenly became hot. The Xuanjie high-grade, for them Qi training disciples, and many foundation-building disciples, can have one. It is already difficult to obtain a Xuan-level magic weapon. This time, the reward in the pavilion turned out to be a high-grade Xuan-level weapon. The onlookers who were already lemon-minded turned into red-eyed rabbits.
Under the guidance of the deacon next to them, four to ten people picked up the magic weapons according to their rankings, received the Foundation Establishment Pill and retreated.
He waved his hand again, and several magic weapons flew out from the remaining boxes: "Third place, a foundation-building pill, and a mid-level earth-level magic weapon."
Wen Ming took one away calmly, with no emotion on his face, but the clenched fists at his sides showed that he was not at peace inside.
"Second place, a foundation-building pill, and a low-grade heaven-level magic weapon." Several more magic weapons flew out.
"hiss--"
Everyone took a deep breath, a heavenly magic weapon! Not to mention Qi-training stage disciples, ordinary foundation-building stage disciples don't even dare to think about it. Looking at the entire Canglan Continent, there are only a handful of people who have heaven-level magic weapons, and even many Jindan-stage monks are using heaven-level magic weapons.
Weapons and armors in Canglan Continent are divided into magical weapons and treasure weapons, which are further divided into four levels of heaven and earth, black and yellow, and three grades: upper, middle and lower. Most Qi-training and foundation-building monks use magical weapons, but when they reach the Golden Core Nascent Soul stage, they use more powerful weapons. of treasure.
It is said that more advanced Taoist tools appeared on the mainland ten thousand years ago. However, in the past ten thousand years, Taoist tools have almost disappeared, and no weapon refining master has ever refined a Taoist tool. The few Taoist tools known today were all refined thousands of years ago.
(End of chapter)
