At the end of the mountain road, Jing Hua took back the flying sword and found some fragments from the brown-coated cultivator.

The embarrassment of the casual cultivator was clear at a glance. Apart from more than a dozen spiritual crystals and some common talismans, the other party only had a few bottles of red, green and green poison left.

The monk couldn't use the poison, but was taken away by the white wolf and swallowed it into his stomach. Jing Hua knew the background of the rice ball, so he let it search and chew it without interfering.

Although he didn't know the other party's name, he was obviously a traitor who blocked the road. With the combat power of "brown clothes", as long as he had a little understanding in advance, it would be impossible to come alone to find his own bad luck.

This place is not the Western Wilderness Road or the Mobei Road, and the chance of being robbed by a worm and a trampling is relatively low. You can even encounter this by yourself, so you can only say that you didn’t read the calendar when you go out.

Jing Hua suppressed his anger and turned around and looked around. The carriage was definitely useless. Fortunately, he prepared the mountain and river map in advance. There should be a small village in front of him, so he could only go there first before thinking about a solution.

After making up his mind, the monk took back the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine". The corpse of Zhu Xiu had shrunk into a ball. Jing Hua waved the "Fire Gathering Talisman" to turn it into ashes, and turned around to walk towards the small path.

Shortly after he left, he protruded in an unusual shape more than ten feet away. A crow suddenly fell from the top of the tree, fell to the ground hard, and died quietly.

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When we arrived at the village, it was already half dark. There were winding mountain roads behind us, making it difficult to find the london.

Jing Hua did not rush to travel. He rented a whole tiled house in a wealthy family and rested early after routine practice. Although the morning changes are not tiring, the future is unpredictable. Only by maintaining energy can we adapt calmly.

After sleeping until midnight, the monk suddenly opened his eyes. The rice ball sensed a huge threat and woke him up first.

At the same time, the surrounding qi fluctuates violently. The wave mode is very familiar, and it is the accumulation of momentum before the fubao stimulates it.

Jing Hua's heart suddenly tightened, as if he wanted to yell desperately, but he could not breathe. This was an instinctive reaction in the face of danger. Even though his soul power was extraordinary, he still could not be changed.

"boom!"

Before Jing Hua could react, a huge roar rang outside the yard.

Immediately afterwards, doors, windows, walls, tables and chairs, etc., collapsed and shattered like dead branches and rotten soil. A violent gust of wind whistled in, condensed into a spinning blade visible to the naked eye, harvesting everything unscrupulously.

Fubao, "The wind breaks the earth"!

“Woom…”

"The second treasure..."

"ah......."

The courtyard where Jing Hua lives is centered, and the area is dozens of feet in a radius belongs to the attack range of magic.

None of the hundreds of families in the village were spared, and they were killed by Feng Xuan within a few breaths, even livestock and poultry. The nameless village instantly turned into a Shura hell, with corpses flying and blood flowing all over the ground, and there were a few wails before death in the middle.

At this moment, Jing Hua had no time to worry about others. The wind whirlwind blade was flying in a steady state, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of him. The rice ball was extremely agile and gained a space for him to respond.

There was no time to sacrifice the magic weapon in the flash, Jing Hua's left hand flashed with a flash of spiritual light, and a thin film of water appeared around.

Water-based talisman, "no drop of water".

"Chi!Chi!"

The power of ordinary talismans is limited, which is very different from that of talismans. In the blink of an eye, the round water membrane is completely destroyed by the wind blade.

Jing Hua seized a trace of space and quickly blessed the "Golden Armor Talisman" and the "Ground Escape Talisman", followed the rice ball to escape underground and fled to the village.

"The wind cracks the ground" is everywhere, and the underground is naturally eroded by the wind blade. However, after being buffered by the soil, the power is relatively reduced.

Even so, Jing Hua and the rice balls escaped and their whole body was cut into blood, and several parts were damaged.

The power of the talisman treasure is huge, affecting the changes in the surrounding qi mechanism, and the effectiveness of the "earth escape talisman" was greatly compressed. As soon as it left the village entrance, Jing Hua could not withstand the spiritual pressure and had to emerge from the underground.

Rice balls followed behind and rushed to the ground. Like Jing Hua, it was covered in blood and was seriously injured. However, the monster's physique was far superior to that of the monk and its actions were not affected.

Fortunately, it is far away from the courtyard and beyond the range of the fubao's killing, and is temporarily "safe".

Jing Hua didn't care about casting spells and treatment, and the first thing he thought of was to prevent "danger". Someone clearly grasped his whereabouts, and without any hesitation, he directly used the talisman treasure.

This place is not a place to stay for a long time!

"Swoosh!"

A flying fork appeared without warning and quickly pierced Jinghua's back. Under the moonlight, blue light shone out from the pitch-black fork blades, and you can tell that it was highly toxic at first glance.

Jing Hua was on high alert, and immediately sensed danger when the weapon approached. He flashed toward him and successfully avoided the flying fork.

At this moment, a strange light flashed at the black fork handle.

"Bang!"

The fork suddenly burst and turned into countless black iron pieces flying around, which was as big as Jing Hua's expectations. The iron pieces were thin and small, so they could not be seen clearly. His arms and thighs were numb for several times, and his movements were instantly slow.

Jinghua knew something was wrong.

The opponent is obviously proficient in the secret technique of obstructing breath and hiding traces, and has not yet appeared. However, he is seriously injured. The enemy is dark and I cannot delay. I must find a way to get out as soon as possible.

"Swoosh!"

The "Soul-Destroying Golden Bell" flew out of the cuffs, and was about to show its power. Jing Hua was about to delay his opponent and seek opportunities to escape from the dangerous place.

Before the bell could sound, a huge silver hammer flew out of the darkness. It hit the golden bell from top to bottom, making a huge sound.

"clang!"

"Click..."

The opponent was obviously prepared. With one hammer, both of them were injured and they had to interrupt the operation of the magic weapon. The golden bell and silver hammer collapsed and fell downward, and both magic weapons were damaged.

Jing Hua felt a stern. Not only did the "opponent" lead the moves, but the magic weapon he used was extremely good. Otherwise, with his cultivation level, the Golden Bell would not be easily destroyed.

The rice ball did not say a word and quickly rushed towards the direction where the silver hammer was emitted.

Before it could run a few steps, an orange round cover fell in the air, and it was about to wrap the white wolf in it. The rice ball reacted quickly and immediately dodged to the side. When the legs were raised, a heavy drum sound came from the darkness.

"Dong!"

The drum sounded in the middle of Jinghua's heart, and he felt his heart stop beating, his soul was paralyzed, and even his breathing was stuck.

The rice ball that was dodging was caught off guard and its movements were affected. Its body moved slightly slowly, and was surrounded by an orange-yellow round cover, and covered it with a "click".

Jing Hua's face changed drastically, and a sense of crisis surged in his heart. The enemy has disappeared until now, but they know themselves very well and every attack is stuck at the key points.

But he was first injured by the talisman treasure, and then hit by the poison fork. His soul was invaded by the sound of drums and he developed a brief dizziness. Even if he sensed someone approaching his feet, he could not immediately restore his combat power.

Jing Hua tried his best to subconsciously protect his head, chest and abdomen.

I lose my mind in an instant and decide the outcome.

"boom!"

The explosion sounded from the soles of the monk's feet, shaking him so hard that he flew up in the air, opening his mouth and spewing out a mouthful of blood. He was in the air and could not control it, which was the best time to attack.

The opponents in the dark finally appeared. Someone came out from the ground, either left or right, front or back, and at the same time issued a final kill.

The green jade hairpin, the red flying sword, the yellow giant seal, the black iron whip, and a spell of "Exploding Flame and Breaking the Mountain" hit Jing Hua in the air, making a dull or violent sound.

"Swish! Puff! Bang! Bang..."

Jing Hua's body was thrown high, and blood splattered everywhere in the skin and flesh. The huge pain made his facial features distorted, and his hands, feet, and head seemed to no longer belong to him.

The soul emitted waves of fear, as if the end of the world was coming.

The power of magic weapons and magic penetrates the body, and along the way, they fry the tendons, veins, bones and flesh, and go straight to the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"ah......"
Chapter completed!