Chapter 204: Perseverance

Seeing the blazing flames approaching, the frenzied one-horned green-scaled python had no intention of dodging at all. The snake first leaned back to accumulate strength, then suddenly leaned down and opened its mouth to spit out a gust of extremely cold wind.

The white cold air, blown by the strong wind, formed a torrent of cold air and rushed straight to Yuan Ming.

The blazing fireball rushed straight up against the cold air. The extremely high temperature instantly evaporated the cold wind, and a large amount of white mist emerged, blocking Yuan Ming's vision.

But the next moment, a ball of fiery red sun lit up in the white mist.

The blazing flames expanded violently and rapidly, from a fireball the size of a human head, to a dazzling wall of fire. Countless flames splashed in all directions, evaporating all the mist.

In the bright firelight, the body of the one-horned green-scaled python exploded, turning into countless fragments that shot out and scattered.

Even the mountain of corpses piled with the corpses of the ferocious beasts was blown open, and the broken corpses of the ferocious beasts were everywhere.

The beasts rushing from behind were inevitably impacted. Some beasts, which were not known for their stamina, were pierced by the strong impact and scattered bones, and died and injured.

Yuan Ming took advantage of the chaos and manipulated the black needle to rush into the beasts again, and quickly eliminated this wave of beasts.

After this wave, Yuan Ming staggered and felt weak, as if both his magic power and physical strength were drained.

He quickly took out a pill and swallowed it, while holding a spirit stone in one hand to quickly restore his magic power.

After a while, Yuan Ming suddenly frowned and looked up.

I saw that the dark beasts above my head suddenly began to become chaotic, and some beasts and birds suddenly began to attack the beasts beside them, and they started to fight randomly.

This means that the beast-attracting incense he had released before has begun to lose its effect, and the next beasts will not continue to gather here, and the danger is about to be lifted.

Before Yuan Ming could retract his gaze, the beasts hovering above his head were attracted by the strong smell of blood, and then discovered them and began to dive down.

Yuan Ming sighed and had to control the black steel needle again and rushed forward quickly.

At present, controlling the black needle is the most practical way to fight. After all, this thing is exquisite and consumes the least mana. It is also the easiest to control it with Yuan Ming's own soul power.

As for Yuan Ming himself, he had to recover his mana as soon as possible. As long as there was no second-level beast, he would try not to attack as much as possible to preserve his strength.

But the group of beasts in the sky, especially the seven or eight vultures eating carrion, obviously did not want him to live in peace.

They all flew around, constantly swooping down and attacking, each of them was flexible and extremely fast, so it was difficult for the black needle to work.

In desperation, Yuan Ming slapped the corpse bag and summoned the corpse of the Jindan stage, Tianshe Shangren.

When the corpse appeared, the soul crow that Yuan Ming had left in the cave had also flown back. Without stopping, it crashed into the head of the corpse and sank into it.

The next moment, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Snake Master, and he moved.

He wore a pair of black gloves on his hands and came to a place not far from the female formation master, concentrating on being alert.

If those vultures were just eating the dead beasts, Yuan Ming would not have to worry about it, but if they attacked "Xiying" as a corpse, he would immediately attack.

Even if the black needle could not stop it, there was still the Heavenly Snake Master, who provided an extra layer of protection.

After an unknown amount of time, the forest finally gradually quieted down, and there were many more beast corpses around.

Yuan Ming was also exhausted, so he had to take back the other soul crows, leaving only one to be on guard.

The body of the Heavenly Snake Master naturally returned to the corpse bag. At present, he could only barely activate the corpse, and could not exert its full strength, let alone release it for a long time.

"There shouldn't be any more large-scale beasts coming, the time of one stick of incense is about to come..." As he was thinking, Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly fixed.

He raised his hand and grasped the Hanxing Sword, and his figure immediately rushed to Xiying's back.

The trees in the forest over there were shaking, and a huge mountain turtle, which was five feet tall, broke through the towering ancient trees and rushed towards this side.

The mountain turtle is a land turtle that grows on land. It has a tough physique, a tortoise shell that is almost a defensive magic weapon, and has infinite strength.

In many legends in southern Xinjiang, there have always been stories of mountain turtles carrying mountains, and they have always been the embodiment of power.

However, this mountain turtle has always been gentle, does not like to fight, and usually does not actively attack other living things, but now it seems to be affected by the beast-attracting incense and has gone crazy.

At this time, Yuan Ming suddenly noticed that there was a yellow talisman on the head of the mountain turtle in front of him.

This is a spiritual beast raised in the sect. The spiritual power fluctuations emanating from its body have reached the initial level of the second level. It is also a spiritual beast in the foundation-building period.

The mountain turtle was less than 20 feet away from them. Yuan Ming had no time to think about it, so he could only raise his sword to meet it.

As it approached, Yuan Ming held the sword with both hands, and the magic power in his body surged out and poured into the Cold Star Sword.

The starlight flickered on the sword body, and white cold air overflowed. White ice crystals condensed on the sword body.

Yuan Ming slashed with his long sword and chopped at the head of the mountain turtle.

A snow-white sword light drew an arc, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply wherever it passed. The suspended water vapor condensed into ice, and even a layer of white frost formed on the surface of the green grass on the ground.

At the moment when the sword light fell, the head of the mountain turtle suddenly shrank and hid in the thick tortoise shell.

The sword light fell on the tortoise shell, making a sharp sound, and then it broke apart, like starlight scattering. However, the mountain turtle was unharmed, and it stuck its head out again and continued to attack Yuan Ming.

It had only run two or three steps when the mountain turtle's steps suddenly stopped. A chill spread from where the sword light fell, and a layer of ice shell condensed in an instant, wrapping it up completely.

The mountain turtle was frozen.

Before Yuan Ming had time to be happy, his heart suddenly beat wildly.

His external consciousness sensed that a strong breath was suddenly attacking from the other side of the formation master, heading straight for the female formation master.

Yuan Ming suddenly turned around and saw a tall figure suddenly appearing in the forest beside him.

This person had a square face, a straight nose, a short beard on his face, and a brocade robe stained with a lot of blood. His face was gloomy. It was Elder Mengshan.

This person has not appeared since the sect invaded. Yuan Ming thought he had already escaped, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

"Elder Mengshan! I am here, and I have a treasure for you."

Yuan Ming raised his hand and shouted loudly, trying to attract his attention.

However, his target was the silent female formation master, who ignored Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming activated the jade belt, performed the wind-speed technique and shadowless step, and dodged quickly, trying to intercept between Elder Mengshan and the female formation master.

Elder Mengshan was indifferent, and slashed at Yuan Ming with a palm, saying: "Kill you and everything will be mine."

Under the mana of the late foundation-building cultivator, a casual palm was not something that Yuan Ming, a late-stage Qi-refining cultivator, could resist.

Seeing a nearly transparent white palm print pressed out in the void, when it broke through the air and attacked, Yuan Ming did not dare to confront it head-on, and hurriedly dodged.

Yuan Ming was shocked by the shamelessness of Elder Mengshan. Without further ado, he threw out three thunder talismans and flew towards Elder Mengshan.

The talisman paper burned in the void, and three consecutive lightning bolts fell from the sky and hit Mengshan.

The latter raised his hand and pushed it towards the sky, and a Bagua mirror in his palm lit up, forming a golden light barrier to block it.

The snow-white lightning hit the golden light barrier, splashing a large arc of electricity, but failed to cause any damage.

Elder Mengshan finally got to the side of the female formation master first. Guoguo, who was at the feet of the female formation master, suddenly had his eyes wide open and his hair stood up, but the latter did not even look at the little silver thing.

Due to the roar of thunder and lightning and the sparks of lightning, Mengshan's eyes were glared for a moment, so that his vision was temporarily blocked.

At the same time, a black soul crow flew down from a nearby tree, rushing into the brow of Elder Mengshan at lightning speed, transforming from real to virtual, and disappearing into it.

The soul crow exploded in Elder Mengshan's sea of ​​consciousness, and the pure power of the soul burst out, bringing a powerful soul shock.

Before Elder Mengshan could react, he suddenly froze, as if he had suddenly lost control of his body, and fell forward under the action of inertia.

Yuan Ming's eyes flashed with joy, and without a moment's delay, his figure flashed quickly, raised the Cold Star Sword in his hand, and chopped it down heavily on his head.

Just as the sword was about to succeed, the change happened again.

"Roar..."

A roar like a wild bull sounded behind him, and yellow light gushed out on the ground. Huge rocks kept rising from the ground, rushing up, and crashed into Yuan Ming under the strong air wave.

Yuan Ming's back was like being hit by a wild bull, and he fell forward uncontrollably.

The mountain turtle that was frozen by the ice broke free from control at this time and launched an attack.

Although the soul-crow's attack did not cause instantaneous damage to the soul, it could only cause trauma and make it lose control of the body for a moment.

Being disturbed by the mountain turtle, Yuan Ming had lost the best opportunity to defeat the strong with the weak and severely injure Elder Mengshan.

He sighed in his heart, and at the moment he turned over and fell to the ground, he caught a glimpse of the eight-diagram mirror dropped by Elder Mengshan from the corner of his eye, and picked it up, and at the same time, he supported the ground with both arms, turned around and jumped up, and swung his sword at Elder Mengshan again.

Elder Mengshan had regained consciousness at this time, but his eyes were bleeding, his eardrums were swollen, and he was still a little dazed for a while.

He didn't even understand what kind of attack he had suffered, but at the moment when Yuan Ming's long sword came, he hurriedly took out a pair of black hooks and swung them to meet it.

There was a sharp sound of "clang".

Under the collision of the magic weapons, Yuan Ming flew back seven or eight feet before he could stand still, but Mengshan did not move at all.

Elder Mengshan wiped the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, fixed his sight on Yuan Ming again, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

On the other side, the mountain turtle also rushed towards this side with four legs flying.

The situation was extremely unfavorable to Yuan Ming with two attacks.