Chapter 242: Flame Talisman (Part 5)

The big man realized that something was wrong and wanted to withdraw, but it was too late.

The three first-grade earth and fire formations were activated, and a strong spiritual power fluctuation broke out. Amid the roar of the explosion, the scarlet flames directly engulfed the big man.

When the flames dissipated, the big man's extremely embarrassed figure appeared.

His clothes were torn and covered with burn marks. The right side of his body was intact, but the left side was seriously injured, and his arm was blown into a bloody mess.

Between life and death, the big man in black avoided the center of the earth and fire formation explosion based on his instinct after years of fighting.

He saved his life at the cost of an arm.

Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

"Stinky kid, I want you to die!"

The big man in black was furious, but he was shocked in his heart.

It turned out to be a formation?

There are only a handful of cultivators who know formations among the casual cultivators. Where did this formation come from?

"Could it be that his elders drew it to protect him? It's impossible that he drew it himself..."

The black-clothed man was afraid. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to chase Mo Hua rashly.

This little cultivator was a bit weird and good at acting. For a while, he couldn't figure out the truth and didn't dare to act rashly.

And he was also afraid that there would be other formations on the ground.

Mo Hua felt sorry that the formation didn't kill him.

Three sets of first-grade earth and fire formations can seriously injure monsters. It seems that cultivators who have been in the cultivation world for many years are more alert to the methods of cultivators.

Mo Hua secretly released his spiritual sense to observe the big man's state.

The big man looked miserable, but he still had most of his spiritual power.

He had a strong breath and a strong body. He was a physical cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining. Seeing that he treated human life as worthless, he was probably a sinner with rich experience in fighting with others.

Although he was injured by the fire array and one arm was disabled, the other arm was fine.

It was still very troublesome to deal with him.

Both of them were a little cautious and confronted each other for a while. The big man didn't dare to chase him. Mo Hua thought about it and fled in a panic, with messy steps and panic.

"Want to run?"

The big man's eyes turned cold. He suffered such a big loss, so he would definitely not let Mo Hua go.

He wanted to chase him, but he didn't know what other tricks this little monk had. He was afraid and couldn't make up his mind for a while.

At this time, Mo Hua stepped on a stone, slipped and fell to the ground.

The big man saw this and looked ferocious.

He concluded in his heart that this kid was really panicking!

The black-clothed big man suddenly jumped out, followed the mountain road that Mo Hua had walked, and came to Mo Hua in a few big steps.

"Little ghost, where are you going to run to!"

The big man stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Hua.

But Mo Hua, who fell to the ground, flowed along the ground like water, disappeared from the big man's front in a flash, and suddenly appeared behind him again.

The big man was shocked when he missed.

"Body skills?!"

This little ghost actually learned body skills? !

The big man broke out in a cold sweat, and reluctantly turned his head to see that Mo Hua was standing behind him, holding a jade talisman between his fingers.

The big man's pupils dilated instantly, "Talisman?"

Mo Hua used his spiritual power to activate the talisman, and a red light flashed on the talisman, and the spiritual power vibrated, and flames gushed out, directly engulfing the black-clothed big man.

This talisman was taken from the Qian family cultivator by Lao Zhao, and then given to Mo Hua for self-defense.

The talisman is called the Fiery Flame Talisman, and it is a first-grade talisman, which contains a spell with the power of the ninth level of Qi Refining - the Fiery Flame Spell.

Mo Hua first pretended to run away, slipped and fell, and deceived the black-robed monk into being careless.

Then he instantly performed the Water Step, went around behind the big man, and activated the Fiery Flame Talisman when the big man could not react and had no way to avoid it.

Talismans are very expensive, so they cannot be wasted. You must seize the opportunity, make the best use of them, and exert the maximum power of the talisman.

The big man was attacked from behind by Mo Hua without any preparation, and was hit by a spell with the power of the ninth level of Qi Refining. He instantly felt his whole body burning and his meridians burning.

At the same time, Mo Hua took out the Qianjun Stick from the storage bag with his backhand.

While the big man was seriously injured and staggering, Mo Hua raised the Qianjun Stick high, injected spiritual power, and activated the Qianjun Formation.

A gray light flashed, and the Qianjun stick instantly became as heavy as a thousand pounds, carrying the wind, and smashed down fiercely.

"Bang!"

The stick hit the black-clothed man's forehead.

The man's scalp hurt.

Mo Hua was shocked to the point of numbness in his palm.

"As expected of a physical cultivator, his head is really tough."

Mo Hua thought to himself, and then raised the Qianjun stick again, and did the same thing, hitting the black-clothed man's forehead again.

The man's head was dizzy and he began to lose consciousness.

Mo Hua continued to hit him with one more stick.

After hitting him, he realized that he didn't call out the name of the move, which lacked a lot of momentum, so he added another stick and shouted loudly:

"As powerful as a thousand pounds!"

The black-clothed man finally couldn't hold on. His eyes rolled back, he staggered, and finally knelt down with a "thump", and then fell face down on the ground.

Mo Hua released his spiritual sense to spy on the man's spiritual power.

He found that the spiritual power in the man's meridians was floating around, and it was indeed flowing slowly and uncontrollably.

This meant that the man had fainted.

Mo Hua was still not at ease, so he added another fireball spell, then raised the Thousand-pound Stick, and broke the unsuspecting man's limbs with great effort, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua was so tired that he was panting.

He was not a physical cultivator, and even with the help of the formation, he still felt sore in his arms after hitting the Thousand-pound Stick a few times.

But the goal was achieved.

The black-clothed man who was still so aggressive just now now collapsed to the ground, his spiritual power was disordered, his blood was weak, and his limbs could not move.

Mo Hua confirmed that the black-clothed man could not stir up any more waves in a short time, so he immediately ran to Ji Li.

Ji Li's blood was still flowing.

Mo Hua looked solemn. He quickly fed him a small Huandan, crushed a few hemostatic pills, sprinkled the powder on Ji Li's wound, and then fed him two blood qi pills.

The small Huandan can keep him alive, the hemostatic pill can stop bleeding, and the blood qi pill can replenish blood qi.

These are what Mr. Feng taught him. They can be used in emergencies and save lives.

After that, Mo Hua observed Ji Li's meridians with his spiritual sense and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Ji Li's breath was weak, his spiritual power was still flowing, and his wounds were gradually healing.

"It's good that he's not dead."

Mo Hua lit the fireworks and sent out a signal.

Although his life was temporarily saved, he still had to be sent to Mr. Feng for treatment as soon as possible, otherwise he would be in danger.

Mo Hua alone did not have the strength to carry Ji Li down the mountain.

Besides, Ji Li was now covered in blood, which could easily attract monsters. It would be even more troublesome to deal with a monster in the late first grade.

We can only hope that there are some demon hunters nearby who can come to support us as soon as possible after seeing the fireworks, so that Ji Li's life can be saved.

Ji Li fell to the ground with blood dripping down his face. After a while, his fingers moved slightly, and he seemed to have some reaction.

"Brother Ji! Brother Ji!" Mo Hua shouted a few times.

Ji Li seemed to have heard it, and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that Mo Hua was fine, he seemed to be relieved, and then his eyes gradually lost focus, and slowly closed again.

This is a sign of scattered consciousness.

Mo Hua was startled, knowing that it was not good. Once the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator collapsed, even if the physical body was saved, it would be no different from a dead person.

If you want to live, you still have to have obsession.

Mo Hua thought for a while, and then said: "Brother Ji, if you die, what will happen to Sister Fu Lan?"

Ji Li's eyelids trembled slightly.

Mo Hua continued: "Uncle Ji is still waiting to drink your wedding wine."

Ji Li didn't open his eyes, but tears flowed from his eyes.

Fifth update is over.