Chapter 368 Fourteen consecutive arrow formations! Calculation and counter-calculation!

"Want to pull me down?"

The old monk felt the weight on his body and the strong pulling force, and immediately understood Lu Qing's plan.

How could he be like Lu Qingyuan, where golden light immediately emerged from his body, and he tried his best to break free from the power of the earth's magnetic field that was bound to his body.

The golden boat under his feet also glowed with light, generating a powerful force.

Like a flying fish breaking free from a fishing net, it quickly retreated with the helpless old monk.

"pity."

Seeing the gray-robed old monk break away from the power of Yuanci and retreat, Lu Qing secretly thought it was a pity.

The ability of the Earth Spirit Pearl to control the power of magnetism has its limits.

With his current state, the power of the earth's magnetic field that he can completely control has a radius of about a hundred feet.

The gray-robed old monk was still a little far away from him.

In addition, the opponent is a strong person in the foundation building stage, so it is still unrealistic to pull the opponent down from the air with just the power of earth vein magnetism.

However, the old monk's retreat gave Lu Qing another chance.

He stretched out his arm and instantly grabbed the golden shuttle that was suppressed by the domain and threw it into the Qiankun Qi bag.

Because the distance was too far, the gray-robed old monk's control over the golden shuttle also weakened a lot. Unexpectedly, he was unable to control the golden shuttle and struggled, but Lu Qing successfully put it into the Qiankun Qi bag.

"How is that possible?!"

Realizing that he could no longer sense the golden shuttle, the old monk's expression finally changed.

The golden shuttle has long been sacrificed by him so that it is connected to the heart and mind, as pointed by the arm.

Logically speaking, even if it was temporarily taken away by Lu Qing, it would be impossible to erase his soul mark so quickly.

But now he couldn't sense the location of the golden shuttle at all.

Then, there is only one explanation.

The gray-robed old monk's eyes fell on the Qiankun Qi bag hanging on Lu Qing's waist.

"Evil Demon, I didn't expect you to have a space magic weapon!"

Looking at the inconspicuous cloth bag on Lu Qing's waist, the gray-robed old monk couldn't believe it.

You know, space magic weapons are very precious.

Even for their Hanging Mountain, there is only one thing in the hands of the host.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious man with a grimace in front of me actually owns one.

Although the gray-robed old monk found it unbelievable, thinking about the golden shuttle magic weapon that he could no longer sense, he knew that this was probably the closest truth.

Only the space magic weapon can isolate him from the induction of the magic weapon that his mind has sacrificed.

For a moment, the gray-robed old monk began to doubt Lu Qing's identity.

Such a mysterious man with powerful strength and extremely precious space magic weapon.

In his opinion, there are only a few places where such powerful people are possible.

"Evil Demon, who are you? You hide your head and hide your tail. You dare not show your true face to others. Could it be that you are from several other secret places?"

After saying that, he stared at Lu Qing, trying to get some clues from his movements.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Seeing that the other party seemed to have misunderstood something, Lu Qing did not explain.

The reason why he made so many disguises was to hide his true identity.

It doesn't matter if you can't hide it, but if you can't hide it, you've earned it.

"Old bald donkey, all you need to know is that today next year will be your memorial day!"

Lu Qing said something sinister with a hoarse voice.

A pair of bows and arrows suddenly appeared in his hand. With lightning speed, he bent the bow and set an arrow. In the blink of an eye, a series of arrows were fired. Fourteen magic arrows were shot out instantly by him, tracing mysterious trajectories to form an arrow formation. Flying towards the cannon-laden old monk high in the sky.

Archery skills, fourteen consecutive arrows!

Since his breakthrough in cultivation and improvement in realm, Lu Qing's archery skills have also made considerable progress.

What was once a seven-star chain of arrows was directly upgraded to fourteen chain of arrows by him.

Fourteen instant-shooting magic arrows, the power of a single magic arrow is not very strong.

However, after forming the arrow array, the Qi machines were connected with each other, and the power formed was far greater than the magic arrows that Lu Qing had prepared before.

Moreover, these fourteen magic arrows continue to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth during their flight, making them more and more powerful.

Looking at the array of arrows flying towards him, the old monk in gray robe had a solemn expression.

The other party's methods are endless.

First the sword technique, then the domain, and the power of the earth's magnetic field, and now he has used an arrow formation that few people have practiced.

The most important thing is that these various methods are all very powerful and have reached the level of the foundation building stage.

When did such a monster appear in the world?

Is it possible that the other party didn't come from several other secret places?

For a moment, the gray-robed old monk began to doubt his previous judgment.

Many thoughts flashed through the mind of the gray-robed old monk.

But now is not the time to think about this.

Feeling the flying speed of the arrow array, the gray-robed old monk knew that it was too late to retreat in the golden boat and he would be overtaken in an instant.

Unfortunately, his flying magic weapon does not have a very strong defensive formation.

As a last resort, the old monk in gray robe had no choice but to concentrate, his body glowed with golden light, and he used all his strength to move the boat under his feet, dodging the arrow array that had arrived in front of him.

Lu Qing's endless tricks have made the gray-robed old monk extremely fearful.

Without knowing whether there was anything weird on the magic arrow, he didn't want to come into contact with it.

For a moment, a strange scene appeared in the sky. Dozens of streams of light chased a golden figure and made long marks.

The old monk in gray robe is indeed a strong man in the foundation building stage.

Although Lu Qing's arrow formation is powerful, the flying trajectory of the magic arrows is mysterious and blocks all directions.

But he can always dodge it at the last moment.

Under the cover of his mind, it seems thrilling, but in fact, everything is under his control.

He dodged another magic arrow. Counting it, this is the thirteenth magic arrow he has dodged.

As long as he avoids the last magic arrow, Lu Qing's arrow formation will be broken.

The gray-robed old man felt relieved. Just as he was about to deal with the last magic arrow, suddenly, a strong warning of danger rose from his heart.

The direction of danger came from below. He lowered his head and looked down, but his face suddenly changed.

But he saw Lu Qing standing below him, looking at him lightly.

The most important thing is that he is not far away from him, less than a hundred feet away!

It turned out that in order to avoid the attack of the arrow formation, the gray-robed old monk had unknowingly landed less than a hundred feet away from the ground.

"Not good!"

The gray-robed old monk showed a trace of panic on his face, and wanted to steer the boat upwards.

But it was too late.

Lu Qing smiled and stretched out his hand to make a fist: "Finally caught you, come down!"

As Lu Qing made a fist, the gray-robed old monk suddenly felt a powerful force binding him.

His body became very heavy in an instant.

And this time the binding force was several times stronger than before.

Even if the gray-robed old monk struggled hard and urged the boat under his feet to burst out layers of golden light, he could not resist the dragging force.

He was quickly dragged down from the sky.

Soon, he fell less than ten feet above Lu Qing's head, and the panicked face of the gray-robed old monk was clearly visible.

However, it was at this moment that the original panicked face of the gray-robed old monk suddenly disappeared, revealing a look of success.

"Evil demon, do you really think you caught me? Die!"

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light bloomed from Lu Qing's head.

An extremely powerful aura descended from the sky.