Chapter 218 Chapter 216: Thunder God (two in one chapter)

This kind of attack is no worse than the powerful spells such as "Golden Wind Dispersion" and "Black Bird Flame Technique", but only one step weaker than the rain of red ice crystals. Gotta go back a long way.

   Magical instruments and spells have their own strengths, and some powerful spells are no weaker than fine instruments.

   But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the speed of casting spells is too slow, far less simple, direct and quick than magic tools and magic weapons.

   So it was gradually eliminated. Nowadays, there are few monks who focus on using spells to fight enemies.

   And making all kinds of powerful spells into talismans perfectly solves this problem. When facing the enemy, you only need to input a little mana to activate the spells.

But without exception, this kind of talisman is expensive. Simply using talismans against the enemy is an act of "burning spirit stones". Ordinary cultivators simply cannot afford this kind of price, so most of them just buy one or two as a supplement to the fighting technique. .

After    cast the golden wind talisman, Liu Yu continued to use two magic weapons to attack, but was blocked by an Acacia sect foundation cultivator in the formation, unable to attack the formation.

   In the case of only exerting 70% of the strength, there is really no way to take the opponent.

   Even so, Liu Yu didn't have the idea of ​​showing his full strength.

   He needs to maintain the "personality", a cultivator who performed slightly better but not out of the ordinary at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, which is far more important than the success or failure of this mission.

   Divine Consciousness glanced over the mine, and Liu Yu noticed that the monks from the Hehuan Sect had all arrived, and the defenses were quite organized, no longer the previous panic.

   Although the attack of their eight foundation-building cultivators was aggressive and powerful, most of them were intercepted midway, and only a small half of them landed on the formation, but they could not cause serious damage.

   "If things go on like this, things will change. Time is on the side of the Hehuan Gate."

  The consciousness has a panoramic view of everything, Liu Yu makes a judgment, and a sense of urgency arises in his heart,

  If you can’t break through the mine formation as soon as possible, you will be in a dilemma when the enemy reinforcements from Sky Vault City arrive.

   "It still depends on Zhou Zhuofeng's strength. I hope these three heroes and four heroes are not in vain."

  Thinking of this, Liu Yu turned his eyes during the attack and looked at Zhou Zhuofeng and fifty or so qi-refining disciples who had been late to the rear.

   These rounds of attacking and defending were all completed in just a few breaths, and only the qi-refining cultivator of Hehuanmen had the deepest understanding of the dangers.

   After several rounds of offense and defense, Zhou Zhuofeng came to Liu Yu and the others not far away, followed by disciples in the Qi refining period.

   On the hill where the Hehuanmen sentry post in the distance is located, there are already magical lights shining in the darkness, and there is the movement of fighting methods.

  Such an outpost usually does not have too many monks, and the strength is not too strong. Fifteen disciples in the Qi refining stage are enough to win.

  The mines, houses, etc. are all protected by a crimson mask, and the disciples of the Hehuan Sect guarded behind the mask, watching all this Zhou Zhuofeng looked serious.

   He ordered the disciples in the Qi refining stage to attack individually, but he did not rush to participate in the attack, but stood on the spot and observed it carefully, as if looking for a flaw in the formation.

"Yes!"

   The fifty or so disciples took orders in unison, and immediately dispersed without any unnecessary words, maintaining a certain safe distance.

   Then either used magic tools, or cast spells, and some strange methods attacked the crimson shield.

Although the power and power of these Qi-refining monks are very ordinary in the eyes of Liu Yu and other foundation-building monks, the large number of them looks quite spectacular, and the accumulation of small amounts has brought a lot of pressure to the monks of the Hehuan Sect. .

  The various auras of magic tools and spells are far less conspicuous than the crimson mask, but the number is difficult to intercept, and they fall on the mask like colorful raindrops one after another.

   "Boom" "Ding Ding"

   There were dozens of small roars in a row, and due to the dispersion of power, they were nothing compared to the attacks of the Foundation Establishment period.

   is like a small stone, thrown into the big lake, only small ripples can be splashed on the surface of the mask.

   Under the control of the Hehuanmen monk, this little ripple quickly disappeared, and it would soon be smoothed out.

   Liu Yu, Zhou Zhuofeng and the others all frowned slightly when they saw this scene, such an attack was completely meaningless.

   "All the disciples listen to the order, you are divided into six groups, and focus on attacking those two places from different angles"

   Zhou Zhuofeng quickly ordered, pointing to two areas on the formation, and said to the disciples in the qi refining stage.

   Liu Yu nodded secretly when he saw this, and he still agreed with Senior Brother Zhou's command.

   The attack strength of a single disciple in the Qi refining stage is too weak, and can only consume a little of the spiritual power of the formation. Only when multiple people attack one point at the same time can it achieve better results.

   Divided into six groups to attack from different angles, it is less likely to be intercepted, making the attack more efficient.

   The fifty or so disciples of the Qi-refining stage obeyed the order and quickly divided into six groups to launch attacks. A magic weapon came out of their hands again and flew towards the crimson mask.

   After adjusting the strategy, the attack effect this time was significantly stronger, causing the crimson mask to tremble slightly, and two slightly faded "dents" were hit.

Liu Yu's divine sense controlled the soul-chasing blade of the son and mother, and turned it into a huge black blade that was about a zhang long and a foot wide. It exerted the strength slightly beyond the strength of ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building. The two instruments of the early monks were entangled.

   At the same time, he kept pulling the golden bowstring of the Yaojin Bow, and the liquid mana was transformed into sharp metallic spiritual power, condensed into golden arrows, locked somewhere on the crimson mask, and shot away non-stop.

   With Liu Yu's current cultivation level, his mana and consciousness surpass those of other monks of the same rank. It is easy to control two magical weapons to attack, and at the same time he has a small mind to observe and analyze the situation.

   Yuanyang Sect's base-building and qi-refining cultivators were on the offensive all the time. The Hehuan Sect cultivators could only stop most of them, and the other half fell on the formation, causing a lot of trauma to the formation.

   Following this trend, it is only a matter of time before the formation is broken.

   But what the Yuanyang sect cultivators lack is time. After such a period of time, it is estimated that Tianqiong City has received the message, and I am afraid that they will come to help in less than half an hour.

   And if Zhou Zhuofeng didn't make a move, he couldn't break this formation in half an hour.

   Liu Yu can think of this, and so can other base-building cultivators.

   Seeing Zhou Zhuofeng's delay in making a move, Zhuang Shilong, Xie Junjie and others were already anxious, and they frequently looked at the former before saying anything.

   Even the female cultivator in the palace costume who used the green hairpin, a high-grade spiritual weapon, frowned slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

   With Zhou Zhuofeng's cultivation at the peak of the late foundation-building stage, of course he could feel the eyes of his fellow students and understand what they meant.

   But he was still there, staring at the formation and the Acacia cultivator in the formation, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be looking for another opportunity.

   Liu Yu doesn't know what kind of medicine this person sells in the gourd, but he knows that this is absolutely impossible.

   "Since this is the case, then the sect's mission cannot be completed, so I can't blame someone Liu."

   "Could this person be the undercover agent of Hehuanmen?"

   Seeing this scene, Liu Yu flashed a lot of guesses in his heart, and finally showed a sneer on his face, paying attention to the situation in the direction of Tianqiong City.

   Sacrificing his life for the mission of the sect.

   Another half-quarter of an hour passed, and the Yuanyang Sect's offensive was still urgent and fierce.

   Although the situation was extremely dangerous, under the crisis of life and death, they showed no reservations, exerted all their strength, and defended the attack dangerously, as if they had seen the light of day.

   There are only a few people who are well-informed, who are not optimistic, and still have spare energy to stand in a favorable position, ready to break through when the formation breaks.

   Just when several cultivators of Yuanyang Sect were about to ask questions, Zhou Zhuofeng suddenly moved.

   He quickly took a few steps back, took out a purple shield from the storage bag, input mana and changed it to half a zhang in size to protect him.

   After protecting himself first, Zhou Zhuofeng continued to the next step.

   He did not take out the magic weapon to attack like the other monks, but he slowly struck the magic in his hand, as if to use a powerful spell.

   The moment Zhou Zhuofeng began to cast the spell, there was a sudden gust of wind in the radius of 30 meters, blowing the fallen leaves all over the ground and flying into the air.

  The tie that bound his long hair also fell off, making the long hair fly freely, adding a bit of uninhibited demeanor.

   The spiritual pressure, which had reached the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage, was unreservedly released, and a trace of thunder-type aura gradually gathered in his hands, forming a fist-sized dark blue thunder ball.

  The violent power is bound in it, restless, and the thunderball gradually grows larger as time goes by.

   "More than that."

   Liu Yu moved in his heart and looked up.

   A small dark cloud gathered directly above it, and it grew bigger and bigger, with blue electric lights flickering from time to time.

   In his spiritual sense, Zhou Zhuofeng's whole body was faintly connected to the dark clouds or thunderclouds above. This spell was not as simple as a thunderball.

This is the first time Liu Yu has seen such a powerful spell.

   Seeing the monk with the highest cultivation level on the Yuanyang sect, cast a spell that has been accumulating for so long, the power must be amazing, and it may pose a powerful threat to the opponent.

  The Acacia Sect cultivator is not stupid. Three foundation-building cultivators immediately looked at each other. While fighting, they took out a talisman and released the foundation-building spell to attack Zhou Zhuofeng.

   does not seek to kill the opponent, but seeks to disrupt the rhythm of the enemy's spellcasting.

When the   casting was sudden, when Liu Yu and other Yuanyang Sect foundation-building cultivators discovered it, it was too late to stop him.

   "bang bang bang"

   roared three times in a row, and three second-order spells exploded in front of Zhou Zhuofeng, which was easily blocked by the purple shield, splashing a lot of dust.

   But ordinary dust and smoke could not stop the divine sense from snooping. Liu Yu and others clearly saw that the purple shield was suspended in the air motionless, and the aura was not affected at all.

   "At least it's a top-grade spiritual weapon."

   This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

   These three second-order spells, although they are still a long way from the Golden Wind Scattering and Black Bird Flames, are not the highest-quality instruments that can be picked up at the same time without any damage.

   At least the only high-quality spiritual weapons that can be easily picked up are high-quality spiritual weapons. Thinking of the names of the Three Heroes and Four Heroes, most of them are high-quality spiritual weapons.

   "Protect the Dharma for me."

   Zhou Zhuofeng's voice reached everyone's ears, Liu Yu, Xie Junjie and other eight foundation-building cultivators understood and approached him slightly while attacking.

   But Liu Yu still kept his mind and stood at the farthest place.

  Reminiscent of Zhou Zhuofeng's initial actions, proper precautions are still necessary. This kind of powerful thunder spell, hitting any Foundation Establishment cultivator in the field is either dead or injured.

   The thunderclouds over this person are getting bigger and bigger, from thin to thick, and the qi emanating is more and more amazing.

   Even Liu Yu and the others, the foundation-building cultivators, are a little depressed, not to mention the disciples in the qi-refining stage. The use of spells to control the instruments is affected, and they can only feel better if they stay away as much as possible.

  About half a cup of tea had passed, and Zhou Zhuofeng had sweat on his temples, and the thundercloud above had accumulated to a range of twenty to thirty feet.

  Suddenly, the technique in his hand changed, and he began to rush. The thunderball floating in front of him slowly floated up into the sky, and finally entered the center of the thundercloud.

   Immediately after, Zhou Zhuofeng's jutsu changed again, becoming extremely slow, as if every choking jutsu had an invisible pressure attached, making it extremely difficult.

  Under his control, the thundercloud moved slowly and floated towards the top of the crimson mask.

   The enchanting female nun saw this, and of course she knew it was not good, and immediately ordered an interception.

   After she finished speaking, there was a flash of pain in her eyes, but she still took out two talismans with a faint flaming bird appearance on the surface, injected mana and slammed them lightly, turning them into two huge black birds burning with flames, emitting light and heat wantonly.

   Like a red lotus blooming in the night sky, to wash away the filth, without hesitation, it rushes straight towards the dark clouds.

   is the Black Bird Flame Talisman!

Of course, the Yuanyang Sect could not let it succeed. The female cultivator in the palace costume reacted the fastest, and the green hairpin turned into a cyan giant python, which stopped the two mysterious birds with a flick of the snake's tail, causing them to fall into a tussle. unable to move forward.

   Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Yu and other base-building cultivators invariably incited mana, and accelerated their offensive, so that the enemy foundation-building cultivator could only defend against the attack in front of him, and could not use his hands to interfere with the large-scale spell being formed.

   As for the cultivators in the Qi refining period, the numbers and cultivation bases are not far off, but it is a fight between you and me.

   Occasionally, there are a few spells and instruments that fall into the dark clouds, but they have no effect, just like a mud cow entering the sea and never returning.

   After about four or five breaths, the cyan giant python controlled by the female cultivator in the palace dress had wiped out the two black birds, and the thundercloud of twenty to thirty meters finally floated above the red mask.

   Zhou Zhuofeng's upper body shirt has burst, revealing large chunks of solid muscles and purple blood vessels protruding.

   The spiritual pressure and qi around him reached a peak, which seemed to be the limit of a monk in the foundation-building period.

   "Shen Xiao Kuang Lei!"

   Suddenly, the corner of Zhou Zhuofeng's mouth cracked into a big arc, his eyes condensed with a cruel smile, and he spit out a few words.

   Immediately, the thunderclouds surged, the volume quickly shrank, and they converged towards the center.

   "Boom boom boom"

   The real lightning and thunder, a series of nine thick and large dark blue thunders just smashed into the most central point just above the crimson mask in the blink of an eye.

   How fast is the lightning and thunder?

  The Acacia Sect cultivator didn't even have time to react, and nine thunderbolts had already struck the crimson mask.

   A dazzling electric light shone on Liu Yu's face.

  Under this burst of electric light, the aura of spells and instruments was eclipsed, causing him to lose his mind for a moment.

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