Although the defensive spiritual weapon can block most of the offensive force, it will still inevitably produce a backlash that directly acts on the monk's body.
It’s just that this kind of power is not obvious. If the effect of the defensive spiritual weapon cannot be broken, it will naturally not be able to cause too much persecution to the monks. On the contrary, it can explode with considerable power, just like the skinny monk now The results faced are the same.
From the explosion of the twelve fire beads to the monk's inverted flight, the entire process lasted no more than a breath. It can be said that the winner was determined in an instant.
After all, the disabled monk chasing after him was inevitably affected by his body, but he was able to catch up. The wooden staff that had been serving as his right leg carried huge force across the void, and there was even a scratch. The cacophony of the void.
Almost the moment Sun Mingsheng broke the interception, it appeared behind his back and hit directly on the spine. A clearly audible sound came from the ear, and a sharp pain hit his face. Presenting a strange twist.
The fiery red light shield on the surface of the body did not play any buffering role in the face of the incoming wooden staff. The huge force came. Borrowing this power, Sun Ming was alive. His walking speed suddenly increased, quickly widening the distance between him and the disabled monk in the middle stage of foundation building.
At this time, the skinny monk had just stood up from the ground, and the two of them could only watch as his figure disappeared again.
"I would rather resist my attack head-on. There must be a valuable spiritual object on him. I must not let him escape and continue to chase." The leading monk did not hesitate at all.
After the skinny monk refined a special elixir that was earthy in color and exuded a fishy smell, his pale face quickly turned rosy.
The two of them joined forces and each launched a pair of small flying magic weapons like hot wheels, which once again turned into a stream of light and disappeared between the vast world.
The two sets of flying magic weapons are obviously in the hands of the same monk in the Qi Refining Stage. During the flight, the breaths of the two people actually merged together, increasing the original speed without increasing consumption. A sudden increase of 30% was not good news for Sun Mingsheng who was escaping from the front.
"Ahem, cough, cough, this caravan trip was really difficult. We encountered two life-and-death crises in a short period of time." Sun Mingsheng's face became increasingly ugly.
The power from the disabled monk's wooden staff can only accelerate in a relatively short period of time, and there is an anxious look on the face of the enemy cultivator who is chasing after him.
As time went by, the distance between the two parties became closer and closer, and because of the continuous heavy losses, the recovery of mana in Dantian was also in a position where it could not make ends meet.
This chase and escape has lasted for a full day and night. Although the direction was not discerned during the process and they kept turning to try to delay as much time as possible, the main direction was still Pingyang County.
"Mingwang, we must go all out to win the mostReturn to the family in a short period of time, one to three, if there is a slight delay, Ming Sheng's life will be in danger." On top of the flying magic weapon, Sun Youzhang, the only elder monk of the Youzi generation, appeared and gave instructions.
This friend-generation monk is also a Four Spiritual Root monk. He was promoted to the ninth level of Qi Refining after sufficient time to polish. In the past, he was quite low-key in the caravan. In addition to completing his own tasks, There is no other performance.
However, if something happens during the caravan, these experienced elders will immediately come forward to make suggestions and even make the final decision.
This is also the fundamental reason why the family habitually sends an elder monk to participate in some more dangerous situations.
Perhaps limited by their own qualifications, their cultivation strength and combat effectiveness are not enough. The strongest, but the extremely rich and abundant experience in the past can play a role in stabilizing people's hearts at critical moments.
"Fourteenth uncle, I have already ordered everyone to take turns controlling the flying magic weapon day and night. Stop moving forward with all your strength, and must return to the family within two days to ask for help." Sun Mingwang has also calmed down.
The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night alternate, and time flies. During the process of the three monks chasing each other, escaping, and fighting. , the whole situation did not change too obviously.
On a large piece of grass, Sun Ming was panting, and every time he took a heavy breath, there would be a trace of a wound under his neck. Blood leached out.
A layer of powdered healing elixir still had no effect at all, and his face became increasingly pale.
Atop an endless grassland. , Sun Mingsheng's figure had no choice but to stop again under the full force of the two enemy cultivators.
Although the escape along the way was assisted by the souls of two monsters, the continuous battles were not enough. The consumption of mana in the dantian is still not a small amount.
After the desperate refining of several second-level low-grade elixirs, the mana in the dantian is only less than half of the thin layer left. It looks like.
If he continues to escape, he will last for half a day at most, and will lose all the remaining fighting power, and become a fish to be slaughtered without the power to fight back. This is obviously not Sun Mingsheng. It's acceptable.
Even if he faces failure and death in the end, he will die in the battle, and he will definitely not want to go to hell alone with a monk as his support.
As for the two Foundation Establishment Pills from this transaction, if it comes to the last moment, he will definitely destroy them completely and cannot become the trophies of the enemy cultivators in front of him.
"You and me. There is no grievance, so why should the two Taoist friends be so persistent and aggressive? Aren't they afraid of the revenge of our Sun family?" Sun Mingsheng's tone was full of threats.
"Sun The family is just a small family living in a corner, and there are a few monks in the foundation stage who have the highest cultivation level. How strong is it?" The skinny monk had a look full of disdain.He didn't pay much attention to a small family living in a corner.
"We have reached this point. What's the use of stalling for time? If you are willing to hand over the spiritual object, you can leave a whole corpse." The disabled monk said calmly, his eyes pointed at the words. The true meaning of competition.
The two enemy cultivators had the upper hand in the past few battles, but they were not unscathed. There was still a burning smell coming from the black and red wounds on the skinny monk's abdomen.
The disabled monk headed by the leader, a wooden staff that serves as his right leg, is constantly stained with traces of blood. The already disabled leg has suffered heavy damage again, and the impact on the future will be even greater. To be obvious.
The atmosphere between the three people became more and more serious, and the war was about to break out. Sun Mingsheng's face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes kept scanning around, trying to find a way out.
However, after several fierce battles, both sides have a sufficient understanding of their respective methods. The two went all out and basically made up for all the shortcomings in the past. Please remember to collect it. The website is the latest and fastest without anti-theft. To find books and add books for free, you can join the qq group 952868558