Chapter 977: Spiritual Magic and Psychedelic Red Lotus
Qinglu Mountain, a certain blue loft.
Bai Ling'er's body was covered with a layer of white spiritual light, and the house suddenly shook violently.
Bai Ling'er frowned slightly, opened her eyes, and walked out.
The alarm sounded loudly in Qinglu Mountain, a large number of monsters rushed out of the streets, and a large number of monster birds were hovering in the sky.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack."
Bai Ling'er quickly flew to the sky and looked into the distance, only to see colorful spiritual lights lighting up in three directions, which was extremely conspicuous in the dark night.
"All the generals will obey the order, follow me to meet the enemy, and kill all the invading enemies."
A majestic male voice sounded, and a ray of silver light flew out.
Bai Ling'er was about to follow him out when a woman's voice rang in his ears: "Ling'er, you don't have to go out. Stay and guard Qinglu Mountain. If you can't hold it, go to the treasure house and escape with that batch of supplies. If you can't hold it, Then destroy it, don’t leave it to the enemy, put your safety first in everything.”
Bai Ling'er nodded and did not chase after him.
On the vast plain, a golden giant ape puppet beast more than fifty feet tall waved its golden fist and smashed at the low-level monster.
The golden ape puppet beast's whole body is sparkling with aura, and its aura is compelling. It is obviously a fourth-level puppet beast, equivalent to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.
Around the golden ape, Wu Yun'er and others used magic weapons to attack the low-level monsters.
The individual strength of these low-level monsters is not strong, but they are better in numbers.
The ground was stained red with blood, and the smell of blood was soaring into the sky.
In another area, Fang Mu released six refining corpses in the elixir formation stage to attack multiple third-level monsters.
A small zombie wearing black armor was the most eye-catching. It could release black threads and wrap around the body of the third-order monster. Then it would pounce on it, open its mouth and reveal two fangs, and bite towards the third-order monster.
Even though the third-level monster has thick skin and thick flesh, it still can't stop the fangs of the little zombie, and all its blood and essence is sucked dry, turning it into a mummy.
A huge green sword dragon rushed into the group of beasts and strangled the low-level monsters one by one with devastating force. Blood splattered everywhere and screams continued.
The beauty flower seemed to have a bottomless pit, swallowing up low-level monsters one after another.
"Slaughter our people like pigs, cattle and sheep, seeking death."
A majestic male voice came from the horizon.
As soon as he finished speaking, the wind and clouds rolled back, rumbling thunder sounded, and a huge black thundercloud appeared in the sky, with faint streaks of thunder like silver pythons, quietly surging, exuding an aura of destruction.
Boom!
A large piece of silver lightning flew out, like a meteor falling to the ground, and struck the six refined corpses.
Fang Mu sneered and squeezed the magic formula. The six refined corpses let out strange roars one after another. A protective spiritual shield lit up on their bodies one after another. Thick silver lightning struck their bodies. Even the protective spiritual shield could not be destroyed. Lose.
"Zombies know magic? This is the highest level of heavenly corpses among zombies, right? You actually cultivated six heavenly corpses. You must be Fang Mu of the Yin Corpse Sect!"
A somewhat unexpected voice came from the sky, and a ray of silver light flew from a distance. Not long after, it stopped in the void. It was a middle-aged man wearing a silver robe, with a large silver arc emerging from his body. There was a pair of blue wings several feet long behind his back. Behind him, there were more than a dozen half-demon in the core-formation stage and dozens of third-level monsters and birds.
When Fang Mu saw the middle-aged man, his eyes became hot, as if he had seen some kind of treasure.
"Now that you know who I am, you should know why I'm here!"
Fang Mu suppressed the excitement in his heart and said gloomily.
The middle-aged man frowned and sneered: "You want my body? You've come just in time. I want your body too. The generals will follow orders and kill you."
He rubbed his hands, and the silver light on his body exploded. There were strong winds, lightning and thunder, and dark clouds rolled violently. A large piece of silver lightning flew out from the black thunder clouds, like silver pythons, and rushed towards Wang Qingshan and others. .
Fang Mu smiled indifferently, and countless black spiritual patterns appeared on his body. He smashed it into the void above his head, and a black fist shadow of more than ten feet flew out, smashing the dozen silver lightnings that fell. The black light and The silver light collided, erupting into a powerful wave of miserable energy.
"Leave this place to the juniors! Let's fight in the sky and see who can kill whom."
The square wood turned into a black light and flew high into the sky. The middle-aged man was not afraid at all and followed closely behind him, followed by more than a dozen third-order demon birds.
"Hurry up and deal with those half-demon. Help me kill this guy. I will reward you heavily."
Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier heard Fang Mu's voice transmission. If it was one-on-one, Fang Mu was still confident of killing the middle-aged man. But if there were more than a dozen third-order demon birds, that would not necessarily be the case.
Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier looked at each other and nodded to each other.
Their strength is far beyond that of ordinary pill-forming monks. If they use all their means and cooperate with others, it will only be a matter of time before they kill these half-demon.
More than a dozen half-demon controlled a dozen third-level monsters to rush towards Wang Qingshan and others. Various spells were thrown at them with a terrifying force.
"Fairy Liu, please cooperate with me and kill those third-level monsters first, and then deal with those half-demon in the pill formation stage."
Wang Qingshan sent a message to Liu Meier, who nodded in agreement.
An astonishing sword intent rushed out from Wang Qingshan. He flicked his sleeves, and nine cyan flying swords flew out. After a blur, thousands of cyan flying swords appeared, like a cyan torrent, rushing toward A third-level monster.
The dense green flying swords struck, the air waves billowing, and the sound was terrifying.
Liu Meier's body surface glowed with green light, and her hands kept changing, forming strange seals one after another.
The sky suddenly lit up with countless red rays of light. After a blur, it turned into a red lotus flower more than fifty feet in size, and a scent with a hint of sweetness floated out of the air.
The low-level monsters smelled the fragrance and felt dizzy and drowsy. They lay on the ground one after another, as if they had lost consciousness.
The spiritual technique psychedelic red lotus can confuse the enemy and make people give up resistance. It ranks 61st on the list of spiritual arts in the world.
As the senior sister of Wanhua Palace, Liu Meier naturally mastered many spiritual arts.
The red lotus flower twirled around, and one red petal after another flew out, like a goddess scattering flowers, hitting those third-level monsters.
"No, stop them quickly, don't let them succeed in casting the spell."
A half-demon in the pill-forming stage shouted loudly, trying to stop Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier, but other pill-forming monks stopped them.
The pill-forming monks of the Yin Corpse Sect released bone corpses or zombies and stopped a dozen half-demon in the pill-forming stage. For a while, the half-demon in the pill-forming stage could not do anything to these refined corpses.
Hoho!
The third-level monsters cast spells one after another, attacking the red petals. The red petals were smashed into pieces, and a large area of sweet smell erupted. Some third-level monsters inhaled a large amount of sweet smell, and fell to the ground, drowsy, as if asleep. Average.
