Chapter 208: Blessing to Cultivate!

At the moment when the hundreds of assimilated monks appeared, on the ground at the top of the tree hole, in the center surrounded by hundreds of big trees, a middle-aged face gradually appeared on the surface of the dry and cracked small tree.

Its expression is distorted, as if it is suffering some kind of indescribable pain. If you look carefully, you can see the cracks on its torso, which are spreading little by little, faintly, with streamers inside, slowly flowing.

Obviously, this kind of spread is related to Wang Baole's devouring, but not all of it. At this moment, it seems to be undergoing a transformation!

But compared to its painful expression, its eyes were filled with tranquility. Looking in the direction of Misty Daoist, there was a murmur echoing.

"Is it still passed on... Although I don't want to do this, but since the result is like this, then... I have to plan carefully. After all, the two of them have succeeded one after another. I must also succeed here... As for the three little bugs in my body, they are extremely fragile, just exterminate them."

While the small tree murmured and reverberated, in the tree hole below it, as Wang Baole rushed out at this moment, murderous intent erupted from his body, and clouds rose from his feet.

This cloud and mist is the exclusive technique of the third layer of Misty Kungfu, once this technique is used, it will immediately increase his speed, and gallop away like an arrow leaving the string.

Even outside his body, there are also clouds and mists. This is the fourth level of the cloud and mist skill, called the cloud and mist body!

As for the spells on the fifth floor, Wang Baole had just been promoted, and he hadn't had time to master them yet. At this moment, his body was like a cloud of mist, and he was already approaching those assimilated monks in a whistling whistling.

At the moment of approaching, Wang Baole raised his right hand, and an arc of lightning exploded rapidly. As his cultivation reached the peak of his real breath, this arc of lightning was much more powerful than before. At this moment, it was shining brightly, and it went straight to those who were approaching. The assimilated monks left.

During the shuttle, a series of electric arcs were triggered. From a distance, it seemed that a small sea of ​​thunder appeared in the tree hole, which was amazing!

The rumbling sound immediately spread in all directions. Wherever this flashing arc passed, all the assimilated monks trembled, and many of them exploded directly. The sea of ​​flames spread in all directions under the roar.

The flame was extremely hot, and to some extent, it could burn those assimilated monks to ashes, but obviously they had the power of a tree and could resist it, but the sea of ​​flames and electric arc still had a great impact on them.

Especially among those few assimilated monks who were completely hit by the arc and pyroburst, they were either shattered into ashes, or burned to the ground. It was difficult to recover, and they were considered completely dead!

This level of sharpness exceeds Wang Baole's previous combat power. It can be said that the cultivation base of the peak of true breath has made Wang Baole's magical power increase too much, and the number that can be released has also increased dramatically. After the explosion, more clouds and mist fingers shot out.

At the same time, Zhao Yameng's formation blessing also descended at this moment, making formation silk threads appear around Wang Baole, moving with his body, the shining on the one hand has the effect of protection, on the other hand it also has lethality.

As for Zhuo Yifan, although his body is weak at the moment, he still gritted his teeth to control the spirit treasure, and assisted Zhao Yameng to kill the assimilated monk rushing from the side. With the cooperation of the three of them, there was a loud noise echoing in the tree hole, killing intent Amazing, intense.

"Die to me!" Wang Baole roared, and punched out directly, setting off a tide, the power of the body exploded, and directly shattered and exploded the head of an assimilated monk. Between the left hand, the flame emerged and burned away, the body After taking a step forward, he suddenly lowered his head to avoid the Leaf Flying Sword from the three assimilated monks, jumped up, and threw three self-explosive beads.

Amidst the roar, after the three assimilated monks who had sneaked in were collapsed, Wang Baole was about to burn them into ashes, but suddenly he turned his body slightly, raised his right hand and grabbed directly behind him, killing them immediately One of the assimilated monks pinched his neck and squeezed it hard.

Then with a wave of his hand, several flying swords whizzed away and went straight to Zhuo Yifan. After approaching, they exploded suddenly, causing several assimilated monks beside Zhuo Yifan, who were about to pounce, to back away from the shock.

After resolving Zhuo Yifan's crisis, Wang Baole did not stop, and shot again. His figure, like a tiger, entered the pack of wolves, but even if Wang Baole's cultivation base improved, there was a limit, and these assimilated monks, even if It was torn apart, and they all quickly recovered under the connection of the branches. This kind of fighting method, the two sides are not standing on the same balance at all.

Even if some of them could be wiped out under his powerful killing, but the number was small after all. Compared with these hundreds of monks, it accounted for less than 20%.

After all, although Wang Baole has made a breakthrough in his cultivation, his spiritual power has its limit, and the arc flash and flame explosion consume a lot of his cultivation.

So very soon, Wang Baole began to be out of breath here, and could only keep retreating, while Zhuo Yifan was also exhausted in weakness, and he was not in a hurry to dodge. The leaves transformed by the three spells directly penetrated his chest, spurting out blood, His vitality was withering while his body was retreating, and he had no strength to fight anymore under the bitterness. He fell to the side, looking at Wang Baole who was still fighting fiercely, his mind went blank.

He seemed to think of his own childhood, the cold father and cold elder brother in the family, and the back of Wang Baole standing in front of him in Lingxi Township.

Gradually, the eyes became blurred, and it seemed that all the roaring and fighting sounds were gradually fading away.

As for Zhao Yameng, although she is still persisting, her body is shaking constantly, and it can be seen that her spiritual power is almost exhausted, and her formation silk thread has a great blessing effect on Wang Baole, so even if she is almost unable to hold on Yes, still gritted your teeth and insisted.

It's just that without Zhuo Yifan's mending, no matter how strong Wang Baole is alone, he still can't take care of everything. There will always be people who shuttle around him and kill Zhao Yameng.

Seeing this scene, Wang Baole became anxious. His magic weapon had been exhausted. He had no protection to use at this moment, so he could only retreat to block it. At this moment, his panting intensified, and there were streaks of leaves and flying swords on his body. Wound.

There are mild and severe, the most serious is a leaf that penetrated its right leg, forming a tear-like wound.

"Baole, Yameng, tell me...has the monastery received the news, can they come..." Zhuo Yifan seemed to have forgotten that this is a battlefield, the light in his eyes had dimmed, and he murmured, just In his gloomy eyes, there seems to be a faint red glow at this moment, which is slowly gathering.

Zhao Yameng remained silent, and used her nearly exhausted spiritual power to continue maintaining the formation, but she couldn't last long. Soon, under the bombardment of dozens of leaves transformed by magic techniques, Zhao Yameng spurted out blood, and her internal cultivation was completely exhausted. Exhausted, the surrounding formations disappeared immediately, her body seemed to have lost all strength, barely holding on to the side of the tree wall, biting her lip, her face was pale, but there was a struggle in the depths of her eyes that outsiders could not see. Hesitating about a choice.

"Yifan hold on, the Taoist Academy will definitely come!!" Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was on his deathbed, Wang Baole opened his mouth quickly, stepped back suddenly, and approached them, his right hand with the glove lifted violently, directly erupting the tide The force caused the assimilated monks who rushed towards Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng to retreat one after another.

Looking at Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng who had lost their combat power, and seeing the many assimilated monks who seemed to be tireless and still coming around, Wang Baole was bitter, and despair rose in his heart. He himself didn't know whether the monastery had received the sound transmission. .

But at this moment, at the moment when his sense of despair arose, suddenly... for the first time in his mind, the familiar cold voice of the little sister came from inside the black mask.

"Wang Baole, don't be afraid, I will teach you a sutra. This sutra is unpredictable, and your thoughts can cause changes in the world and kill everything!"

There was a hint of pride in this voice, and it echoed in Wang Baole's mind. After hearing it, he was a little suspicious. This sentence was too overbearing, which made Wang Baole faintly feel a little unreliable. Except for the exaggeration, it seems that other words have not deceived her, especially the golden body she once said, and she has also refined it according to her method.

All these things made him confident, and he quickly asked in his heart.

"What scripture?"

"Listen well...Mingzhi, the way of imprisoning the heavens, all living beings need to go through immeasurable calamities, leave the deep prison with one obsession, and entrust them to the practice of cultivation!"

"Go, according to this scripture, kill this little sapling!" The young lady said proudly while understating it.

Hearing this scripture, Wang Baole's body, mind, and spirit were all shocked. There seemed to be a feeling in the dark, as if this scripture was earth-shattering. Once he uttered it, it would completely change his life! !