Chapter 24 Cold-blooded Chasing Life (2)

   "Boom"

   Another loud noise, the golden mask has shattered and disappeared, but there are only four or five fireballs left.

   With the remaining power, the fireballs bombed the red silk one after another, but after all, it was not enough to shake the mid-grade defensive magic weapon and was blocked.

   just left a few black marks and a few clusters of flames burning the surface of the satin. When the red light flashed on the surface of the red satin, the clusters of flames turned into black smoke and went out directly.

   Followed by three flaming long snakes, each of these three fiery snakes is equivalent to the full blow of the fire snake technique released by the monks in the late stage of qi refining.

  The flaming serpent dashed towards the red satin unobstructed along the trajectory of the fireball.

   "Zizi"

   The power of the three Fire Snake Talismans was close to that of the three cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining, and they attacked at the same time. The moment the two met, the red satin was pushed back a certain distance. At the same time, the red brilliance on the surface completely disappeared, and the body began to burn.

   Seeing that this mid-grade defensive magic weapon will be unable to withstand it, it will be destroyed by the burning of the Fire Snake Talisman.

  The Confucian monk finally couldn't hold his breath and stopped the mana output to the oval mirror.

  Perhaps he had no other magic weapon, so he moved his hands together and released two small-scale "cloud and rain techniques" at the burning red silk, hoping to alleviate the crisis of this defensive magic weapon.

   Then the ruthless cultivator flashed a vicious look on his face, flicked his hands to the storage bag, and took out a few talismans to quickly activate.

   turned into a blue lightning bolt and a few ice picks and hit Liu Yu, with the marble-sized disposable magic weapon "Fire Thunder Ball" hidden in it.

   This one-time magic weapon, the Fire Thunder Orb, is extremely powerful, and it was his trump card that he spent a lot of money on.

  The cultivator of Rushan knew that this time had come to a critical moment, so he chose to sacrifice the powerful lightning strike talisman together with the fire thunder ball, hoping to kill the powerful cultivator in front of him, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.

   From hiding his head and showing his tail to his impressive strength, he no longer dared to underestimate the ordinary mid-level cultivator in front of him!

   At the moment when the Confucian monk interrupted the input of mana into the small oval mirror, the mirror light shining on the golden dragon sword disappeared instantly, the golden dragon sword flourished, the internal spiritual power resumed operation, and the power increased greatly.

   Liu Yu keenly sensed the change of the Golden Dragon Sword, the heart lake was turbulent, and the killing intent in the dark pupils skyrocketed!

  The mana in the dantian and meridians swelled and poured into the Golden Dragon Sword unreservedly, and the divine sense controlled the Golden Dragon Sword, whose power increased greatly, to slash horizontally and vertically, and make full use of the advantages in attack.

   In the night sky, two rays of light, one gold and one blue, collided quickly, and the blue light was getting dimmer and shaky!

   At the same time, the giant wooden sword took the initiative to attack with one enemy and two, and did not let the ruler-shaped magic weapon and the yellow fork have the opportunity to support.

   Lightning Strike Talisman is known for its powerful power, which is more than 10% or 20% higher than that of ordinary first-level high-grade spells.

   Liu Yu was always paying attention to the opponent's movements. Seeing that there were Lightning Strike Talismans among the several magic charms that the monk Confucian robes played, he didn't dare to be careless.

   One shot of the storage bag, took out two diamond talismans and turned them into golden shields to protect themselves inside, and then controlled the mysterious turtle shield to change to the maximum, standing in front of him.

   Just when the attack of the Confucian friars was about to reach the golden mask, Liu Yu, who was slightly better than the ordinary late stage of Qi refining, discovered the Fire Thunder Orb mixed in it.

   was startled and his pupils contracted. Although he didn't recognize what it was, he instinctively felt bad, and Liu Yu curled up behind the black turtle shield without even thinking about it.

   Several ice picks hit the first layer of golden mask at the same time. Although the mask was rippling and crumbling, it finally blocked it.

   The fluctuations have not subsided, and blue lightning followed closely and fell on the golden shield.

   "Boom!!"

   As if passing through thin paper, it is easily broken, and it cannot be stopped for a moment. Then the blue lightning flashed away and hit the second layer of golden mask. The second layer of mask only lasted for three seconds, and then was broken.

The    blue didn't stop, and the remaining power exploded on the black turtle shield, blasting it to pitch black. However, its power has been lost too much, and the Mysterious Turtle Shield has not suffered much damage.

   "Boom!"

   The speed of the fire lightning ball is much slower than that of the lightning strike charm. It is like an ordinary marble, and it hits the black turtle shield lightly.

   followed by a huge roar that suddenly appeared in the woods.

   "Pfft!"

   An aftermath passed through the Xuan Turtle and landed on Liu Yu, knocking his body into the air in an instant, spraying blood in the air, and overwhelmed the weeds and rolled for a distance after landing.

  Liu Yu supported the grass with both hands, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and a stream of blood came out of his mouth, and he was seriously injured.

   But his eyes were exceptionally bright, with a kind of firmness and determination!

   Looking towards the Xuan Turtle Shield, at this time, in order to block the blow of the fire thunderball, the surface of the black shield has been dimmed, and its spirituality has been greatly damaged.

  Liu Yu endured the pain on his body, concentrated his energy, held Yuan and guarded one, and controlled the black turtle shield to stagger in front of him.

"Ding"

  At the same time, he controlled the Golden Dragon Sword to attack the cyan knife all the time, leaving deep sword marks on the blade.

   After a while, the cyan knife finally couldn't hold on anymore, the aura suddenly dimmed, and it fell to the ground.

   Liu Yu's eyes narrowed, mixed with coldness and killing intent, and drove the Golden Dragon Sword to **** the Confucian monk.

   Dropped around.

  The golden dragon sword is like a rainbow, like a golden streamer in the night sky, like two monks in Confucian shirts rushing away.

   Seeing that the last resort was broken by Liu Yu, the Confucian-shirt cultivator's complexion changed greatly, his back was dripping with cold sweat, and he had no fighting intentions in his heart.

   "Wait, fellow Daoist, this, all of this is a misunderstanding. Our husband and wife are willing to make compensation and agree to any request, just ask fellow Daoist to show mercy!"

  Under the terror between life and death, he was very afraid, showing an unprecedented ugliness, willing to pay any price.

  The friar Rushan spoke very fast, and begged Liu Yu for mercy with a horrified expression, hoping to save his life.

   The charming nun looked pale and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, because the situation was changing so fast that she couldn't even react.

   In fact, these two are just a small family cultivator with a foundation-building cultivator. The spiritual roots are good or not, and they have cultivated step by step to the current cultivation level.

   On weekdays, relying on the family, there are many squeezing loose cultivators. This time, in order to buy a Huanglongdan for the charming female cultivator to break through the cultivation base, there are not enough spiritual stones, so I have bad thoughts, which is why I provoke Liu Yu.

   Liu Yu was indifferent to the words that reached his ears, and his heart was as cold as iron.

   "Only 30% of the mana is consumed, we must fight quickly!"

   He concentrated on driving the golden dragon sword, like piercing paper, easily pierced the red silk that was burning with flames and wanted to stop it, pierced a large hole, and took the head of the monk in the Confucian shirt.

Seeing that Liu Yu was unmoved,    Rushan cultivator hurriedly took out the last few talismans and clothed the lower layer of defense, hoping to delay some time.

   But the Golden Dragon Sword is worthy of being the leader among the top-grade instruments. It ignores the defenses of these talismans and breaks them easily without even a breath.

   Under the flash of the sword light, the Confucian monk shattered to pieces, leaving behind blood and stumps.

   The charming female nun looked at the miserable situation in front of her, covered her lips with her small hands, and opened her beautiful eyes.

   His eyes are full of incredible, and it seems hard to believe in reality.

   "Although my husband has an average spiritual aptitude, he only cultivated to the seventh level of Qi refining at the age of fifty, and there is basically no possibility of foundation building. However, he also held a moderate position in the family and made a lot of money."

   "That's why I dedicate myself to him. Over the years, my husband has also provided me with a lot of cultivation resources, shielding me from a lot of wind and rain."

   "Now, so dead?"

   The charming nun is sad in her heart.

   But the dead are dead, and the living must live better.

   His own life and death are still in that person's mind!

   Seeing that Liu Yu didn't act the first time, she turned her beautiful eyes, glowing with water, and then lightly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a touch of white and smooth.

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