The effect of the mental shock was continuous and continuous. In the process of running, the second layer of the Six Ding Liujia amulet on Wang Changsheng's body was soon on the verge of being broken.
But that's enough.
Arriving one meter in front of the girl under the scroll, the long sword attached to the red aura in Wang Changsheng's hand flew out, just like a silver hook, pointing directly at the girl's eyebrows.
The edge of the sword is sharp, and the edge of a high-grade magic weapon is enough to break through the defense of any demon under the foundation.
The girl felt threatened, the gray color in her empty pupils became more intense, and there were continuous violent ripples in the air between her and Wang Changsheng.
The sudden intensification of the mental shock caused the second layer of the Liuding Liujia amulet to collapse directly. Even the third layer, the last layer of the Liuding Liujia amulet, was full of cracks.
The long sword thrust out by Wang Changsheng seemed to have fallen into the mud, and its speed suddenly became slow. Every inch of progress required a huge amount of strength.
The gray color in the girl's eyes widened, and the huge mental impact directly knocked Wang Changsheng away.
"Click..."
Pale golden light spots scattered around the body, and the last layer of Liuding Liujia amulet collapsed directly. The remaining mental shock acted on his body, and was blocked by the high-speed Nine Yang Conquering Qi Technique. Wang Changsheng, who was confused, took out two pieces from his arms. Fu Lu, added two more layers of protection to himself.
Glancing at Laodao Li behind him, Wang Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that even the first layer of the protective shield on his body had not been broken. He was in front of him to bear most of the mental impact, and the dissipated power, with six The Ding Liujia amulet is protective enough to withstand.
But in the next moment, Wang Changsheng's expression changed, his feet violently exerted force, and his body flew into the air.
The moment he completed this action, two semi-illusory pale claws appeared, and he grasped them hard. If he had not jumped, he would have been caught by his ankles.
Astonishingly, there were two eye-demon offspring emerging from the ground.
After landing, Wang Changsheng stepped back and distanced himself, his expression extremely solemn. Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the two-eyed monster returned to the girl's side, like a guard.
"Now, we are in trouble." Wang Changsheng exhaled lightly.
After a simple fight, he knew that he was no match for the girl even in the early stages of inescaping.
Even if it weren't for the existence of the Liuding Liujia amulet, he would have been defeated long ago.
There are three small realms difference between the two sides!
Although the realm does not represent the absolute value of combat power, the opponent's demonic energy value alone is several times that of your own spiritual energy. You can wear him to death with pure attrition warfare.
Therefore, if you want to win this battle, you must use external objects.
Looking at the eye demon child body that was quickly attacking him, Wang Changsheng flipped his wrist, and two brand new talismans appeared in his hands.
The spiritual energy was injected, and in an instant, there was a sound of thunder, and two silver snakes suddenly fell down, accurately hitting the Tianling Cap of the Eye Demon's child body.
The basic power of the Five Thunder Talisman is very close to a full blow in the middle stage of Bigu. In addition, the target of the attack is a demon, which also comes with additional damage. The blessing of the "Damage +3" of the [Taoist] profession also increases the power of the Five Thunder Talisman. The target was close to 30%, so with one blow, the two-eyed demon child body was directly split apart without even a groan.
[Kill "Little Demon-Subbody"*2, [Taoist] experience value +20]
[Occupation: Taoist lv.3 (130/300)]
Without looking at the prompts from the attribute panel, Wang Changsheng once again took out two Five Thunder Talismans and injected spiritual energy into them.
"Crack——!"
Two lightning bolts fell towards the girl almost at the same time, and ripples appeared in the air again, blocking most of the power. However, due to the special nature of the thunder attack itself, there were still residual arcs falling on the girl.
The girl's body trembled, and her face suddenly turned pale, as if the thunder had hurt her particularly violently.
After noticing this, Wang Changsheng perked up and took out four Five Thunder Talismans again, preparing to deal a big blow to the monster.
But before he could inject spiritual energy into the talisman, under the scroll, the girl's gray-white pupils turned scarlet in an instant.
In Wang Changsheng's eyes widened, the "real dragon" on the huge scroll began to swim, turned from virtual to real, and came to the real world, letting out a shocking roar.
"Crash-"
Dark clouds gathered over the gray area, forming a torrential downpour.
The terrifying dragon power covered the whole place in an instant.
The Jiuyang Conquering Qi Technique was running at high speed in the body, resisting the influence of Long Wei, and Wang Changsheng's face became extremely sad.
This demonic dragon was actually summoned from the scroll by the girl!
Such a terrifying power is definitely not something that monks in the Bigu stage can resist.
He even doubted whether ordinary foundation building could affect the celestial phenomena to such an extent.
Is there only one trick I can use...?
Wang Changsheng felt heavy in his heart when he looked at the girl who was standing up with blood and tears constantly flowing from the corners of her eyes, surrounded by the demonic dragon hovering and guarding her.
However, just when he was about to fight desperately, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
It was an old man in his prime, with a thin face and gray hair. He was wearing a shabby yellow robe. When the raindrops from the sky approached his body, they spontaneously retreated, forming a blank space with a radius of several feet. zone.
The moment the old Taoist priest appeared, even the pouring rain became soothing.
Looking at the profile of the person in front of him, Wang Changsheng said in surprise: "Uncle!"
"You little guy is also a troublemaker."
Zhang Ciming laughed and cursed, his voice was a little distorted, and if you look closely, you can see that his skin color was dark yellow: "Originally, I didn't plan to let this paper clone take action, so as to temper you, but this painting demon The dragon's strength far exceeds the limit of Bigu, and it is not something you can deal with now."
"The effect of the Five Thunder Talisman you used is quite good. I think the Thunder Technique should be quite suitable for you. After you return to Longhu Mountain and wait for you to complete the foundation building, you can try to practice the Thunder Technique."
"Now, take a look at the power of my Longhu Mountain's authentic thunder method."
While talking and laughing, Zhang Ciming took a step forward, pinched the thunder seal with his hand, and said with a sound like a bell: "Thunder is coming!"
Countless electric arcs centered on Zhang Ciming's body and scattered in all directions, making endless crackling sounds. At the same time, the dense clouds in the air formed a vortex.
The Dragon Painting Demon felt a strong crisis and guarded the girl.
The next moment.
"Boom!"
There was a sound, thunder fell, and the dazzling thunder light illuminated the entire gray area.
When the lightning retreated, the entire master bedroom area was reduced to rubble.
The extremely pale girl knelt on the ground. Next to her was the dragon with a transparent body that was about to disappear.
"No! No! No!"
The girl raised her hand and tried to touch the demon dragon's body, but it penetrated through. The empty touch made the girl stunned, and suddenly she cried bitterly: "There is only the last step, how could this happen? He obviously Tell me, as long as I use your eyes as paint, big brother, a real dragon will definitely appear... Why... Why..."
As she cried, the girl's body gradually became transparent.
She is going to die.
Together with the painting demon dragon, the body and soul are destroyed.
Zhang Ciming turned around and looked at Wang Changsheng. At this moment, his face was also covered with cracks, like a piece of yellow paper that was about to be broken: "The magic power that the paper clone can carry is too limited..."
"Changsheng, hurry to Longhu Mountain. I only arranged this paper clone to follow you."
"Remember, remember..."
In the ethereal voice, Zhang Ciming's body was broken into countless pieces of yellow paper and scattered on the ground.
"Yes!" With a respectful bow, Wang Changsheng walked to the girl's side holding the Light-Chasing Magic Sword.
At this moment, he only needed a light sword to kill the girl's last remaining hope.
He raised the long sword that glowed red and stabbed the girl between the eyebrows.
However, just when the tip of the sword was only an inch away from the girl's eyebrows, Wang Changsheng stopped.
He tilted his head slightly, looked at the ruins, and said in a calm voice: "Master Deyuan, don't you think we should come out and explain?"
"Oh, fellow Taoist, why did you say this?" The rubble of the ruins was pushed away from the inside out. Master Deyuan, whose gray clothes were as clean as new and with no trace of injury, came out, clasping his hands and smiling.
