Chapter 424 The Sea of Fog Rages
"Two groups of big white pigs? A little girl who is only two or three years old?" Han Wuya, Changfeng Zhenren and others were all stunned when they heard this. 【~Urban~Literature~ 】
"These people must have been confused by the other party's magic sound or mind-stimulating spells." Master Jin Zhong glanced at these frightened and crazy monks, frowned, "Look at my Amitabha's method of purifying the mind!"
After speaking these two sentences confidently, the Venerable Admiral Jin Zhong stretched out his finger, but a little golden light condensed out, turning into the light and shadow of Amitabha Buddha with breasts and breasts exposed.
"Mou!"
Immediately, the light and shadow of Amitabha Buddha turned into a golden glow with a strange sound of Buddha's voice, covering the heads of the twelve monks.
"ah?"
But what embarrassing Master Jin Zhong was that the twelve monks continued to gesticulate, "There are really two groups of big white pigs... There is really a little girl in flowered clothes, that little girl is too powerful!" Yes, and what was cast was a technique, not a magic weapon, and killed three fellow daoists in one strike, and fellow daoist Huang also had a top-tier defensive magic weapon of the spiritual rank that couldn't resist..."
"It should not be confused by magic sounds or mind-stimulating spells." Daoist Diaosha also frowned, "It should be a magic circle or magic weapon with phantom light."
After a pause, Diaosha Daoist glanced at the twelve monks, "Where are you at, and you were attacked by this person?"
"Senior Qi, I'm near the bottom of the valley, only about sixty or seventy feet away from the bottom of the valley." A black-clothed disciple from the Dongyao resort said calmly.
The real shark fisherman nodded, "Then when you landed, did you notice any other restrictions around you?"
"There is no abnormal mana fluctuation, there should be no other restrictions." The disciple of Dongyao resort thought about it carefully and said with certainty.
"Fellow daoists, what do you think?" Daoist Diaosha turned his head, looked at Han Wuya and Daoist Changfeng expressionlessly, and asked.
"With so many of us, if we waste so much time dealing with one person, it would be ridiculous to spread the word." Master Jin Zhong, who felt very shameless, snorted heavily, "This son is also a casual cultivator, Xiao Yeshan It can't be a cave left over from the ancient times. Even if this son operates here, it is impossible to arrange some shocking restrictions. We four Jindan monks will directly lead people to kill them. Anyway, this son He looks like he doesn't take us seriously at all, and he's not afraid of him escaping."
Master Changfeng hesitated slightly,
Said: "What the Master said is very reasonable. Even if this son is restricted, we should be able to handle it with our strength. Anyway, this mountain is only two or three hundred feet long. With our spiritual consciousness, as long as we descend a certain distance, we will be able to handle it. You can cover this valley, determine his location, and then you can cast spells to deal with this person, and you won't be afraid of how many mysteries he will create below."
"I have no objection. I don't know what the friendship between Sovereign Han and Huang Yazi would be?" Daoist Diaosha turned his head expressionlessly to look at Han Wuya and Huang Yazi who had been standing beside Han Wuya calmly.
"That's all." Huang Yazi smiled slightly.
From the beginning, he didn't seem to be interested, but now, judging from his demeanor at this time, he seems to have a lot of interest in Wei Suo in the valley.
The group of monks who didn't even see the shadow of their opponents, but had lost more than 20 monks in total, suddenly rose again.
Except for twenty monks staying in the sky above Xiaoye Mountain, the rest of the monks were divided into four teams.
The strength of these four teams can already be described as extravagant.
Each team consisted of about thirty monks, among them, apart from a senior monk of the Jindan Stage who was the leader, there were also three to five elders with real power at the fourth level and fifth level.
Previously, the monks of Dongyao Resort and Gathering Star Sect had all seen the scene of Master Changfeng fighting Wei Suo. At that time, Daoist Changfeng joined hands with Bai Xuanji and others, and they could barely block Wei Suo's full blow. Now with so many other monks, not to mention killing Wei Suo easily, it should be impossible to block Wei Suo's attack. What's wrong with that.
In the eyes of all these monks, the four teams led by the four Jindan stage monks are like four big knives. If everything goes on, the whole Xiaoye Mountain will definitely be sliced into several pieces.
"It's coming! Han Weiwei, tell your little silver not to run around. If you run out of the range of the Qinghuang Gourd and get swept up by the Immortal Extinguishing Vine, don't blame me." In the valley, Wei Suo and the others had all disappeared. He retreated to the entrance of the cave, and Wei Suo had already aroused the Qinghuang gourd.
Four huge light groups formed by the convergence of various colors fell towards the valley from four directions, southeast, northwest, and east.
"The four golden core monks each brought a group of monks, and their defense power is not low. These dozens of immortal vines alone may not be able to do it. At that time, we will also launch the strongest attack together."
Wei Suo's spiritual consciousness is more than twice as strong as that of ordinary golden core monks, and Zhen Chongming and Zhu Xiaochun have set up a magic circle to disrupt the spiritual consciousness in this valley, so there is no way for Diaosha Zhenren and others to do it now. Judging his position, but he was able to clearly feel the attacking monks.
In this situation, it can be said that one is in the light and the other is in the dark.
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The momentum of the four Golden Core cultivators is very astonishing.
Master Changfeng, who had suffered a loss once, looked like he was facing a formidable enemy. Above his head was a pure blue long streamer, and the blue brilliance emanating from it formed a small mountain in front of him. In addition, there was a white aura mask wrapped around his body, and a dragon and a tiger formed by the wind condensed hovering around him.
The dragon and the tiger were covered in blue, and they walked through the mist, full of power, which made Master Changfeng really feel like a fairy.
Master Jin Zhong sacrificed a golden bowl-shaped magic weapon, forming a golden mask, and his hands also radiated golden light, forming a golden Amitabha in front of him.
This golden Amitabha is covered with runes, which is completely different from the phantom of Amitabha he cast before. It should be a powerful offensive spell.
The real person fishing for sharks inspired a piece of blue ancient talisman, which seemed to be made of spar, and the brilliance emitted formed a blue whale with a length of more than ten feet, just like those around him. Everyone is in the belly of this blue whale. At the same time, he also carried a black and blue magic weapon like a bamboo basket in his hand. Streams of strong water spirit radiate from this bamboo basket-like magic weapon. This magic weapon is obviously a powerful water-type magic weapon.
Huang Yazi was sacrificing a topaz lotus flower, which only inspired a yellow mask, but Han Wuya who was standing beside Huang Yazi, in addition to the high-grade falling star bow, also had a A strange white magic mirror.
This white magic mirror is round and has a handle. It looks like a vanity mirror used by ordinary female nuns, but the whole magic mirror is as white as porcelain. The surroundings of this small mirror formed pieces of white feather-like shapes. Just this kind of spiritual light and spiritual energy can make any monk present feel that this small mirror must be a magic weapon with extraordinary power.
Among the group of monks behind the four Jindan stage monks, there are more than a dozen monks who are still igniting various spells and magic weapons around them, and the brilliance and light clusters that are shot out one after another are striking. The fog within a range of fifty or sixty feet around each light group is very thin.
It was quiet, nothing unusual.
"There is no sound for so long, this guy won't run away?" Seeing the suppressed momentum of the four light groups, one of the monks couldn't help muttering.
"Yes, I've already run away." The monk's muttering had just finished when a very obscene voice came up from the bottom of the valley.
A golden light immediately blasted from the front of Master Jin Zhong towards the direction where the sound came from, but it was the golden Amitabha that suddenly turned into a golden seal and suppressed it.
There was a loud "click", and there was a faint flash of golden light and black brilliance in the dense fog below, and Wei Suo's voice came out again, "Fat Toutuo, with your two moves, I'm afraid it's a little bit worse? "
"Really?" Master Jin Zhong's face darkened, but he didn't get angry. It was obvious that almost none of the monks who could cultivate the golden core was a simple person. After a sneer, Venerable Jin Zhong continued, "I'll let you know later what kind of consequences you will get if you show off your quick tongue."
"A character like a pig's head, just to tease you, do you really think that you are a character? Like you, I can kill you without even moving a finger. You are still complacent." Admiral Admiralty As soon as the words fell, Wei Suo immediately said such a sentence with disdain.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Master Jin Zhong laughed out of anger, "I want to see how you can kill me without moving a single finger."
"Then watch." Wei Suo's voice came out faintly.
"kindness?"
At this moment, the brows of Diaosha Daoist, Huang Yazi and the others twitched violently, and then, the thick white fog around them suddenly rolled violently.
"ah!"
"What's this?"
Several monks let out a horrified exclamation. At the end of the light group where Master Changfeng was, a long purple-red shadow as thick as a bucket rolled through a cultivator's protective mask, and quickly rolled up the cultivator.
It was as if a fuse had been lit.
Long purple-red shadows as thick as buckets continuously emerged from the surrounding thick fog, dancing in the air like countless terrifying giant pythons.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!..."
Most of the monks just had time to see the huge long shadows clearly, all of which were huge vines, and the aura barriers had already broken apart one by one.