The weapons of the two casual cultivators are long swords. This is one of the most common magical weapons among casual cultivators and one of the easiest ones for them to obtain.
Without him, the magic weapons on the market are really too expensive. The units all start with above-grade spiritual stones. With the wealth of a casual cultivator, I can’t afford a good magic weapon. I can only buy this kind of batch-made magic weapon, which is not easy to refine. Difficulty style.
The formation attached above is also a common basic formation, which increases speed and weight, choose any one.
As for the techniques and secrets they mastered, they were all pieced together from various channels and were not systematic at all.
The reason why they were able to threaten Shen Yuan and force him to use the Dharma was because they were crawling around at the bottom, had rich combat experience, and were capable of all kinds of dirty tricks. It was better than a disciple from a large sect like Shen Yuan. Can't.
"Hide well."
Yun Lan said to Nantang through a message.
As a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, he is no match for the monks in the golden elixir stage. Even if he has many magical weapons in his hands, it is difficult to fight with others beyond the two stages. He will only get in the way during the battle.
If those two casual cultivators knew that Nantang was their weakness, they would probably target him immediately given their character.
There was a trace of dissatisfaction in Nantang's heart, but his cultivation level was there, this was an undeniable fact.
He has never regretted not practicing properly before like today. Yunlan is obviously not much older than him, but he is already a golden elixir stage monk, and he is still in the foundation building stage.
Next, he must practice hard and catch up with the opponent as soon as possible.
Luo Dali and Yun Lan each chose an opponent, while Huang Xinyue and Lan Hong also separated tacitly, forming a two-on-one situation.
No, it's not just two against one, there is Shen Yuan next to him who is eyeing him. The time for his appearance has not yet expired!
Compared to Yun Lan, who was restraining his opponent with one spell after another, Luo Dali was much more simple and crude. With a kick of his feet, his whole body flew out like a cannonball.
The weapon of the body cultivator is their own body that has been tempered for many times. Basically no monk of the same level can withstand a punch from the body cultivator.
However, physical training also has its own limitations. One is that they have no means of long-range attacks, and the other is that physical training requires great pain, so physical training requires extremely high perseverance, and it also requires the support of various precious elixirs.
The higher the level of physical cultivation, the more stringent the conditions required for body training. A careless move may leave hidden injuries.
The casual cultivator knew that to deal with a cultivator like Yun Lan, it was best to stay close to her, and Yun Lan had already anticipated this.
A flash of blue ice appeared on the ground, and ice crystals quickly climbed from the soles of Sanxiu's feet to his ankles, fixing him in place.
The casual cultivator immediately channeled his spiritual power into the soles of his feet, but the seemingly thin layer of ice was as hard as meteorite. For a moment, he was unable to break free and was stuck there.
"Damn it!"
Yun Lan raised her lips. If the trap she had set was so easy to break out of, she would not have waited until this moment to release it.
After controlling the movements of the casual cultivators, Yun Lan immediately used the hail technique.
Dense hailstones fell from the magic circle in mid-air. Just like the layer of frost that fell, the hailstones were also formed by Yun Lan's spiritual power. Not only were they extremely powerful when they hit the enemy, they would also instantly turn into spiritual goo. on the enemy.
All enemies within the range of the hail will be affected by Yun Lan's spiritual power, and the area hit will become cold and stiff, producing a sluggish effect.
Lan Hong took out his magical weapon, which was a long whip with a green light on it.
Yun Lan had told his two junior brothers before that they should never be careless when facing Changchun disciples.
Although they are alchemists, they are also good at using poisons, and those poisons are not ordinary poisons, but unique varieties refined by them. Only those who refine them can have the antidote.
After being double-frozen by Yun Lan's two spells, the casual cultivator failed to avoid Lan Hong's poisonous whip. The moment the poisonous whip came into contact with his body, he screamed.
The poison not only has a corrosive effect, but also causes the wound to bleed, and is extremely painful, which can be regarded as a kind of torture.
That voice made Luo Dali on the other side feel a little scared. His master was right, no female cultivator was easy to mess with.
An ice arrow condensed behind San Xiu and pierced his chest, ending his pain.
Without the wails of the casual cultivators, Luo Dali showed his due strength and cooperated extremely well with Huang Xinyue.
Although Huang Xinyue is an alchemy cultivator, she has fire attribute spiritual roots and can use fire attribute spells.
The fire-attribute spell was very overbearing. The casual cultivator was burned as soon as he met her. He ran around under her seemingly free spell and had to dodge the attack from Shen Yuan.
He was driven by the two to the vicinity of Luo Dali, who asked Luo Dali to seize the opportunity and punch his fist into the ground, losing his life again.
The fighting method of physical training is so simple and unpretentious.
After removing the two men from their storage bags, Lan Hong burned their bodies on fire.
At this time, Shen Yuan had reached his limit. His body shook, and the huge blue shadow quickly disappeared, and then fell to the ground.
Luo Dali acted the fastest and went over to hold him in his arms.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, are you okay?"
Shen Yuan was originally just out of strength, but when Luo Dali hugged him like this, his internal organs were almost squeezed out by the force, and his eyes bulged a lot.
What did this physique grow up on?
Why are his arms thicker than his thighs?
This time I almost strangled him!
"I...I'm fine, please...let me go."
"It doesn't matter. I'm strong. You, a big man, can't be supported by two girls, right?"
"I don't……"
Just as Shen Yuan was about to explain, Yun Lan's Shuangsheng reported to her the movements of the surrounding monsters, and many monsters were approaching rapidly.
"Let's get out of here quickly, the monsters are coming in this direction."
Previously, Shen Yuan's Dharma was here to intimidate him. His Dharma could bring out the strength of a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk, which made the monsters dare not approach.
Now that Shen Yuan's appearance has disappeared, the monsters no longer feel threatened and naturally come here relying on their nature.
For monsters, the flesh and blood of monks and similar people is a great tonic for improving their cultivation.
"Where are you running? Going back to the formation?"
Luo Dali put Shen Yuan on his shoulders and asked.
Shen Yuan was pressed against the abdomen by Luo Dali's shoulder muscles, his whole face turned blue again, and he started retching.
Fortunately, he had gone off grain long ago and had no habit of eating, otherwise he would have vomited out everything he had eaten.
"Fellow Daoist Shen's condition looks very bad. He is feeling weak and nauseous. He probably suffered internal injuries. We need to find a safe place for him to recover."
Nantang clearly saw Shen Yuan's situation from behind, but there was no need for him to speak out.
Even he could notice it, and Yun Lan must have noticed his situation. Since she didn't speak, it meant that this matter was not important.
In other words, this already represents Yun Lan's attitude towards Shen Yuan. She was not like this towards herself and others before.
"Let's go west. There will be fewer monsters there."
The scent-smelling rat trembled in Lan Hong's hands. It was just the lowest level monster with a slightly more sensitive sense of smell. Now there are scents of monsters more powerful than it everywhere, and it doesn't dare to move at all.
But it didn't dare not respond to its master's urging, and reluctantly pointed out a direction.
"Okay, let's go west."
