Chapter 631 Attack of Evil Cultivators (Part 2)
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 631 Attack of Evil Cultivators (Second Change)
The yellow sledgehammers in the hands of the five yellow giants swelled with light, as if they had become solid. The yellow sledgehammers in their hands kept hitting the tortoise shell of the turtle, making muffled noises.
"It won't work like this! We can kill them, but it's not good to damage the turtle shell. Turtle shell is an excellent material for refining defensive magic weapons. Its value is second only to inner alchemy. Let me try it, and you all seize the opportunity."
Wang Qiuyan frowned and said, flipped his hand and took out a red command flag, with a lifelike red eagle embroidered on the surface of the command flag, sparkling with inspiration.
The top-grade magical artifact, the Red Eagle Banner, has been refined with the spirit of the second-level top-grade demon bird, the Scarlet Flame Eagle, which can attack in form.
What Wang Qiuyan practiced was "Tianyan Treasure", a fire attribute technique, and he himself was a second-rank low-rank alchemist.
He injected mana into the Red Eagle Banner, and the flag of the Red Eagle Banner soared, and the Red Eagle seemed to come alive, and let out a clear cry.
"Transformation!"
Wang Qiuyan threw the red eagle flag high into the sky, and hit a spell on it. The red eagle flag burst into dazzling red light and turned into a two-foot-long red giant eagle.
Mo Caiyun took out a yellow flag and waved it towards the yellow light curtain, a yellow light flew out and hit the yellow light curtain.
The yellow light curtain rippled for a while, and a gap several feet wide appeared. The red giant eagle spread its wings and flew into the yellow light curtain. The gap quickly healed.
A clear and clear cry sounded, the red giant eagle circled, its wings vibrated, dozens of fist-sized red fireballs flew out, and hit the turtle and turtle.
Soon, a raging fire ignited inside the yellow light curtain, and the heat wave was raging.
The tortoise shell of the turtle is very hard, but it cannot withstand high temperatures.
The red giant eagle continuously released red fireballs, hitting them, and the fire continued to grow.
The turtles and turtles couldn't stand the high temperature, and stuck out their heads one after another.
As soon as they put their heads out of the turtle shells, giant yellow hands suddenly broke through the ground, grabbed their heads like lightning, pressed them to the ground, and the giant yellow hammer smashed down.
Without exception, the heads of dozens of tortoises were smashed to pieces, but the shells were well preserved.
"Qiu Yan, you did a good job."
Mo Caiyun praised and withdrew the formation.
The clansmen in the Qi refining period stepped forward one after another and put the corpse of the turtle beast into the storage beads.
Most immortal cultivators in the South China Sea use storage beads to store things, and Wang Qingqing each wore two strings of storage beads.
After disposing of the corpses of the monsters, Wang Qingqing released a blue flying boat, which grew to five or six feet long in an instant, and everyone walked on it one after another.
Everyone looked very excited. This trip earned thousands of spirit stones, and everyone could get a large amount of spirit stones.
"Walk."
The cyan airship shone brightly, carrying them towards Haicuan Island.
They had just flown a few miles when a blue light appeared in front of them at an extremely fast speed.
Wang Qingqing pinched the method, and the cyan flying boat flew towards the east, but the blue light followed closely, as if it came for them and others.
"No, be careful, you may encounter an evil cultivator."
Mo Caiyun's appearance changed, and she reminded her.
Killing and seizing treasures is commonplace in the South China Sea. Wang Changsheng had already reminded them of this.
"There are seven of them, all of whom are foundation-building monks. We have more Qi-refining monks, and it's not convenient to fight at sea. On the island, we can give full play to our advantages."
Wang Qingqing said via voice transmission that as soon as the formula changed, the light of the blue flying boat rose sharply and flew towards the way it came from.
Wang Qingqing carried many second-order puppet beasts, and every foundation-building cultivator carried a second-rank top-rank puppet beast. Qi refining monks could control a second-rank puppet beast. If they really fought, they might not suffer. Wang Qingqing still survived. Lucky heart.
Of course, if they continue to fly and fight at sea, they will suffer even more.
It didn't take long for them to land on the island, and everyone's face was full of vigilance.
The blue light landed on the island. It was a blue flying boat, and there were seven foundation-building monks standing on it. The highest cultivation level was a bald man with a terrifying scar on his face. There was a long knife on his back, and the seven of them exuded a strong evil spirit.
The bald man glanced at the still blood-stained beach, with a sincere smile on his face, and asked, "Fellow Taoists, where are you from?"
"Where we are from, it has nothing to do with fellow daoists! What advice do you have for fellow daoists?"
Mo Caiyun's tone was flat, and his face was full of guard.
The bald man's face suddenly turned cold, and when he raised his hand, two golden talisman seals flew out, turning into countless golden flying needles, and struck Mo Caiyun and the others overwhelmingly.
Three Foundation Establishment cultivators, two men and one woman, sacrificed magic weapons one after another and attacked Mo Caiyun and the others.
At the same time, the remaining three Foundation Establishment cultivators each raised more than a dozen yellow flags, which sank into the surrounding ground and disappeared.
They each took out a yellow formation disk, and punched a spell into the formation disk, and a light yellow mask emerged out of thin air, covering the seven of them inside.
Judging from their reactions, the cooperation was very skillful, and it was obviously not the first time that they had killed people and seized treasures.
"No, be careful."
Mo Caiyun's appearance changed drastically, and she hurriedly opened her mouth to remind them, offering a small pale white umbrella, which sprayed out a white glow to cover them.
Thousands of golden flying needles hit the white glow, and there was a muffled sound of frying beans.
The six Qi-refining monks raised more than a dozen blue formation flags and inserted them into the nearby ground.
Wang Qingqing and Zhao Zheng took out several cyan formation disks, buried them in the ground nearby, and injected a spell into the formation disks, a light cyan light curtain emerged out of thin air, covering them inside.
From the point of view of cultivation, Wang Qingqing and others do not take advantage, but from the point of view of the number of people, Wang Qingqing and others have a slight advantage.
The two sides resorted to defensive formations almost at the same time, but if it was a protracted battle, it was obvious that the bald man and his group would win.
Naturally, the four of Mo Caiyun will not fight a protracted battle. Mo Caiyun, Wang Qingqing, and Zhao Zheng each sacrificed five second-level low-grade puppets, Wang Qiuyan sacrificed three second-level low-grade puppets, and ten Qi refining monks sacrificed one after another. It's only a second-tier low-grade puppet beast.
28 second-tier low-grade puppets cast spells at the same time, which is equivalent to 28 foundation-building monks releasing spells at the same time.
The red fire blade, cyan lightsaber, white beam of light, black flame and other spells frantically hit the yellow mask covering the seven evil cultivators as if they were free of money.
For a while, there were continuous explosions, and the array discs in the hands of the three evil cultivators made squealing sounds, and the array discs flashed non-stop, looking like they had been severely injured.
"No, I kicked the iron board."
The bald man screamed badly when he saw 28 second-order puppets.
Three foundation-building monks lead ten Qi refiners. The big forces are not in this lineup at all, but like some small families, all out to hunt and kill monsters. They have eliminated this lineup many times.
Mo Caiyun and others sacrificed 28 Tier [-] puppet beasts, which is simply not something that a small family can own.
This is not over yet, Wang Qingqing and others sacrificed one after another talisman seals, which turned into giant fireballs.Various spells such as red fire dragon, huge stone, silver lightning, yellow earth spear, etc., smashed towards the opposite side overwhelmingly.
The yellow mask deformed violently, and the disks in the hands of the three evil cultivators flickered non-stop, with several small cracks appearing.
"court death."
A stern look flashed in the eyes of the bald man. They dared to kill and seize treasures, so they naturally had something to rely on.
He flipped his palm, and there was a glistening black animal skin on his hand, exuding astonishing aura fluctuations, obviously it was a third-order talisman.
(End of this chapter)
The yellow sledgehammers in the hands of the five yellow giants swelled with light, as if they had become solid. The yellow sledgehammers in their hands kept hitting the tortoise shell of the turtle, making muffled noises.
"It won't work like this! We can kill them, but it's not good to damage the turtle shell. Turtle shell is an excellent material for refining defensive magic weapons. Its value is second only to inner alchemy. Let me try it, and you all seize the opportunity."
Wang Qiuyan frowned and said, flipped his hand and took out a red command flag, with a lifelike red eagle embroidered on the surface of the command flag, sparkling with inspiration.
The top-grade magical artifact, the Red Eagle Banner, has been refined with the spirit of the second-level top-grade demon bird, the Scarlet Flame Eagle, which can attack in form.
What Wang Qiuyan practiced was "Tianyan Treasure", a fire attribute technique, and he himself was a second-rank low-rank alchemist.
He injected mana into the Red Eagle Banner, and the flag of the Red Eagle Banner soared, and the Red Eagle seemed to come alive, and let out a clear cry.
"Transformation!"
Wang Qiuyan threw the red eagle flag high into the sky, and hit a spell on it. The red eagle flag burst into dazzling red light and turned into a two-foot-long red giant eagle.
Mo Caiyun took out a yellow flag and waved it towards the yellow light curtain, a yellow light flew out and hit the yellow light curtain.
The yellow light curtain rippled for a while, and a gap several feet wide appeared. The red giant eagle spread its wings and flew into the yellow light curtain. The gap quickly healed.
A clear and clear cry sounded, the red giant eagle circled, its wings vibrated, dozens of fist-sized red fireballs flew out, and hit the turtle and turtle.
Soon, a raging fire ignited inside the yellow light curtain, and the heat wave was raging.
The tortoise shell of the turtle is very hard, but it cannot withstand high temperatures.
The red giant eagle continuously released red fireballs, hitting them, and the fire continued to grow.
The turtles and turtles couldn't stand the high temperature, and stuck out their heads one after another.
As soon as they put their heads out of the turtle shells, giant yellow hands suddenly broke through the ground, grabbed their heads like lightning, pressed them to the ground, and the giant yellow hammer smashed down.
Without exception, the heads of dozens of tortoises were smashed to pieces, but the shells were well preserved.
"Qiu Yan, you did a good job."
Mo Caiyun praised and withdrew the formation.
The clansmen in the Qi refining period stepped forward one after another and put the corpse of the turtle beast into the storage beads.
Most immortal cultivators in the South China Sea use storage beads to store things, and Wang Qingqing each wore two strings of storage beads.
After disposing of the corpses of the monsters, Wang Qingqing released a blue flying boat, which grew to five or six feet long in an instant, and everyone walked on it one after another.
Everyone looked very excited. This trip earned thousands of spirit stones, and everyone could get a large amount of spirit stones.
"Walk."
The cyan airship shone brightly, carrying them towards Haicuan Island.
They had just flown a few miles when a blue light appeared in front of them at an extremely fast speed.
Wang Qingqing pinched the method, and the cyan flying boat flew towards the east, but the blue light followed closely, as if it came for them and others.
"No, be careful, you may encounter an evil cultivator."
Mo Caiyun's appearance changed, and she reminded her.
Killing and seizing treasures is commonplace in the South China Sea. Wang Changsheng had already reminded them of this.
"There are seven of them, all of whom are foundation-building monks. We have more Qi-refining monks, and it's not convenient to fight at sea. On the island, we can give full play to our advantages."
Wang Qingqing said via voice transmission that as soon as the formula changed, the light of the blue flying boat rose sharply and flew towards the way it came from.
Wang Qingqing carried many second-order puppet beasts, and every foundation-building cultivator carried a second-rank top-rank puppet beast. Qi refining monks could control a second-rank puppet beast. If they really fought, they might not suffer. Wang Qingqing still survived. Lucky heart.
Of course, if they continue to fly and fight at sea, they will suffer even more.
It didn't take long for them to land on the island, and everyone's face was full of vigilance.
The blue light landed on the island. It was a blue flying boat, and there were seven foundation-building monks standing on it. The highest cultivation level was a bald man with a terrifying scar on his face. There was a long knife on his back, and the seven of them exuded a strong evil spirit.
The bald man glanced at the still blood-stained beach, with a sincere smile on his face, and asked, "Fellow Taoists, where are you from?"
"Where we are from, it has nothing to do with fellow daoists! What advice do you have for fellow daoists?"
Mo Caiyun's tone was flat, and his face was full of guard.
The bald man's face suddenly turned cold, and when he raised his hand, two golden talisman seals flew out, turning into countless golden flying needles, and struck Mo Caiyun and the others overwhelmingly.
Three Foundation Establishment cultivators, two men and one woman, sacrificed magic weapons one after another and attacked Mo Caiyun and the others.
At the same time, the remaining three Foundation Establishment cultivators each raised more than a dozen yellow flags, which sank into the surrounding ground and disappeared.
They each took out a yellow formation disk, and punched a spell into the formation disk, and a light yellow mask emerged out of thin air, covering the seven of them inside.
Judging from their reactions, the cooperation was very skillful, and it was obviously not the first time that they had killed people and seized treasures.
"No, be careful."
Mo Caiyun's appearance changed drastically, and she hurriedly opened her mouth to remind them, offering a small pale white umbrella, which sprayed out a white glow to cover them.
Thousands of golden flying needles hit the white glow, and there was a muffled sound of frying beans.
The six Qi-refining monks raised more than a dozen blue formation flags and inserted them into the nearby ground.
Wang Qingqing and Zhao Zheng took out several cyan formation disks, buried them in the ground nearby, and injected a spell into the formation disks, a light cyan light curtain emerged out of thin air, covering them inside.
From the point of view of cultivation, Wang Qingqing and others do not take advantage, but from the point of view of the number of people, Wang Qingqing and others have a slight advantage.
The two sides resorted to defensive formations almost at the same time, but if it was a protracted battle, it was obvious that the bald man and his group would win.
Naturally, the four of Mo Caiyun will not fight a protracted battle. Mo Caiyun, Wang Qingqing, and Zhao Zheng each sacrificed five second-level low-grade puppets, Wang Qiuyan sacrificed three second-level low-grade puppets, and ten Qi refining monks sacrificed one after another. It's only a second-tier low-grade puppet beast.
28 second-tier low-grade puppets cast spells at the same time, which is equivalent to 28 foundation-building monks releasing spells at the same time.
The red fire blade, cyan lightsaber, white beam of light, black flame and other spells frantically hit the yellow mask covering the seven evil cultivators as if they were free of money.
For a while, there were continuous explosions, and the array discs in the hands of the three evil cultivators made squealing sounds, and the array discs flashed non-stop, looking like they had been severely injured.
"No, I kicked the iron board."
The bald man screamed badly when he saw 28 second-order puppets.
Three foundation-building monks lead ten Qi refiners. The big forces are not in this lineup at all, but like some small families, all out to hunt and kill monsters. They have eliminated this lineup many times.
Mo Caiyun and others sacrificed 28 Tier [-] puppet beasts, which is simply not something that a small family can own.
This is not over yet, Wang Qingqing and others sacrificed one after another talisman seals, which turned into giant fireballs.Various spells such as red fire dragon, huge stone, silver lightning, yellow earth spear, etc., smashed towards the opposite side overwhelmingly.
The yellow mask deformed violently, and the disks in the hands of the three evil cultivators flickered non-stop, with several small cracks appearing.
"court death."
A stern look flashed in the eyes of the bald man. They dared to kill and seize treasures, so they naturally had something to rely on.
He flipped his palm, and there was a glistening black animal skin on his hand, exuding astonishing aura fluctuations, obviously it was a third-order talisman.
(End of this chapter)
