The blood arrow was sent by this purple-robed cultivator. He finally arrived before Song Shuhang and Senior White entered the forbidden area, and stopped Song Shuhang who was about to enter the forbidden area.
Song Shuhang turned around and looked at the purple-robed monk. The other party opened his mouth and reported his name, but he didn't know this guy at all. And the other party seems to be very worried about entering this forbidden area
Song Shuhang looked at the purple-robed cultivator. The other party's physical condition was a little weird. Song Shuhang couldn't feel the true energy or spiritual energy of the other party, so he couldn't infer the other party's realm of strength.
"Haha, finally showed up? I thought you would not show up until Shuhang and I entered the forbidden area." Senior Bai said calmly.
Obviously, Senior White had already discovered this purple-robed cultivator. Even the mural talisman was intentionally modified by Senior White to increase its power.
"As expected of a venerable person, I have tried my best to be careful, but you still noticed it." The purple-robed cultivator also had a calm expression on his face.
"It is necessary, I live in an environment where people are plotting against me all day long... As long as someone plots against me, I can't escape my intuition." Senior White said proudly.
Song Shuhang: "..."
The corners of the purple-robed cultivator's mouth twitched secretly, and being plotted all day long, is it something to be proud of
"Since you have shown up, I will save my time to ambush you at the entrance of the forbidden area, and let's smash you all right here!" Senior White said happily.
"A newly promoted seventh-rank Venerable, but his tone is not small. When the robbery is out of the world and Xuansheng is in hiding, do you really think that the realm of the Venerable can run rampant in the world?" In the void, that dull sounded.
Senior Bai thought for a while and looked at Song Shuhang: "By the way, is my realm the new seventh-rank Venerable?"
"..." Song Shuhang sighed, and then said solemnly: "Zun Bai is not considered a new venerable, he has been promoted to venerable more than a hundred years ago, but he was bored and closed for more than a hundred years. Pass, I just got out of it not long ago."
Senior White turned his head and said to the purple-robed cultivator, "Well, did you hear me? I'm not a new venerable person. I've been promoted for more than a hundred years. I'm an entry-level venerable person."
The general in the void: "Jie Jie, a hundred years or two hundred years, it's the same for me, but a mere venerable."
"General, don't waste your words with him! The golden disc has a limited time to open, and we will act according to the plan." The purple-robed monk said.
Too many words will be lost. Every time you say a word, there will be an extra change in the future.
"Hahahaha, then leave this Venerable White to this old man. The Profound Truth of the Great Void, let me come in!" The general in the void laughed loudly, and the next moment there was more energy than 'spiritual power' toward Venerable White Coming in, an illusory power enveloped Senior White.
The so-called Great Void Profound Truth is not space power, but a pseudo-space spell, which can evolve the same attack method as space power to some extent.
Senior White didn't dodge either, so he was caught up in the opponent's 'Great Void Profound Truth' and disappeared in place.
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Senior White disappeared, leaving Song Shuhang standing at the gate of the forbidden area.
The corners of the purple-robed monk's mouth rose - as planned, everything was under his control.
All beings are chess, and every move can't escape the budget of this seat!
The purple-robed cultivator doesn't talk too much. His life motto is that actions speak louder than words, and more action speaks less.
He wanted to take Song Shuhang down before the 'general' took down that Venerable White.
The purple-robed cultivator waved his hand, and around Song Shuhang, human-skinned puppets burst out of the ground, surrounding Song Shuhang.
"It turned out to be you." When Song Shuhang saw these human skin puppets, he guessed the identity of this purple-robed cultivator.
Once, when he and Soft Feather were in the basement of the Chu family, they met the gentleman who thought he was a 'magic machine'. It was that gentleman who called the sea urchin warriors, and joined the Xujian faction to obtain the Chu Family's 'Mysterious Sword Art'. At that time, when the gentleman invaded the Chu family land, he had several such 'human skin puppets' around him. Only one human skin was able to move, and his body was full of blood, with no bones or internal organs.
Unfortunately, this 'sir' met Song Shuhang and fellow Taoists from the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'. His plan went bankrupt, and even the puppet body was torn apart by Venerable White.
Now, although that 'Mr.' is dead, there is still a behind-the-scenes behind 'Mr.'. It was he who quietly transformed 'Mr.' into a living puppet, and 'Mr.' couldn't believe the fact that he was transformed into a living puppet until he died.
This purple-robed cultivator may be related to that 'Mr.', or he may be the mastermind behind the transformation of 'Mr.' into a living puppet.
"It seems that little friend Shuhang has an impression of us." The purple-robed cultivator smiled, smiling, but the attack in his hand did not stop.
The human-skin puppets that surrounded Song Shuhang did not directly attack. The human-skin puppets had low attack power and were generally only used for path detection and formation. This group of human-skin puppets was used for the formation. After they appeared, the blood in their bodies continued to pour out, and they instantly formed a large formation of bondage, locking Song Shuhang firmly in place.
At the same time, the purple-robed cultivator's right hand twisted, revealing a muzzle-shaped puppet structure: "Let's be wiped out, Song Shuhang. Your treasures and the 'invisible sword gu' eggs you have collected will all belong to me!"
Boom~~ A red beam of light blasted towards Song Shuhang. Song Shuhang could feel that this red beam of light was enough to kill a fourth-grade cultivator.
These days, do you all fire when you don't agree? Cannons, small cannons, and serial cannons are all booming at the start of a war.
Is this really a battle between monks? instead of a war between secular armies
Song Shuhang, who is bound by the formation, is not panicked... As long as he has a thought, he can enter the core world at any time and avoid the opponent's attack.
Unless the other party has the means to block the space at the level of rank nine robbery.
However, when facing the attack of this red beam of light, Song Shuhang suddenly moved in his heart.
Then he opened his mouth. One of the two sorceries derived from the evil lotus lotus seeds... good teeth, good appetite, activated by Shuhang.
From his mouth, there was a strange attraction. The red beam of light that was enough to kill the fourth-grade cultivator, if attracted by a black hole, was swallowed by Song Shuhang.
- Although Song Shuhang was still in the third-rank realm at this time, but the medicinal bath, body-refining exercises, and the dragon demon potion, his body strength had been pushed to the fourth-rank realm.
With the strength of the fourth-grade body, coupled with the magic of 'rebound pure energy attack', coupled with the spell of 'whale swallowing', he successfully swallowed the red beam of light in one bite.
The purple-robed monk couldn't believe his eyes. Even if he has a lot of knowledge, but he swallowed his puppet cannon attack in one bite, what kind of talent is this
Before he could react, Song Shuhang opened his mouth again.
"Ah~~~~" a loud cry.
Afterwards, a crimson beam of light with deep black blasted out from Song Shuhang's mouth.
The attack of the puppet cannon was bounced back exactly, and at the same time, buy one get one free, with the bonus of 'magic' energy.
The purple-robed cultivator had never seen such a bizarre counterattack.
His figure was blasted out, and a shield instantly floated on the purple robe on his body, but the shield was disintegrated for the first time. Immediately afterwards, the purple robe shattered, and the surface of the purple robe cultivator was also melted.
After being shot for more than 20 meters, a deep black beam of light exploded in the scarlet red, covering the purple-robed cultivator.
boom boom boom
Twenty meters away, a big pit was blown up.
Song Shuhang smacked his mouth.
The seemingly tasteless sorcery 'good teeth and good appetite' is unexpectedly powerful at the critical moment! It just doesn't taste good, it's a bit bitter.
Try other spell attacks next time, maybe there will be a sweeter spell
"I underestimate you... Song Shuhang. Although you are only in the third-grade realm, you are completely different from ordinary third-grade monks." In the distance, the purple-robed monk's voice sounded.
In the flames of the explosion, the purple-robed cultivator stepped out step by step, and most of his body was charred black. However, as he stepped out step by step, dead skin continued to fall off from these charred parts of his body, and fresh skin grew inside.
Not a healing spell, but the body regeneration ability of this purple-robed monk.
"No, I'm just an ordinary third-rank cultivator." Song Shuhang said: "By the way, you seem to have been scruples about me?"
"Since you can counter the spell attack, can you counter this move?" The purple-robed cultivator stretched out his hands, and eight sharp blades appeared in his hands. Then he stretched out his hand and swung, and the sharp blade flew towards Song Shuhang.
Each sharp blade is engraved with runes. These are eight magical instruments, which are extremely sharp enough to chop Song Shuhang into even small pieces.
"Ye Si!" Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart.
"It's ready." Ye Si replied.
Three heads and six arms
Ye Si appeared on Song Shuhang's left with her golden book of natal life in one hand and the "Saint Sutra" in the other.
Song Shuhang held the treasured saber in his hand, and the other hand held the third-grade Rubao Fengchan pen.
On the right, the virtuous snake beauty is holding a slipper in her left hand, and a blood-red bone in her right hand—this is a treasure contributed by a sad blood demon boss. The main reason is that Song Shuhang has too few weapons to change as many weapons as the third prince in the mythical novel, so he had to use these two things to make up the number for the meritorious snake beauty.
It's a magic weapon, right
In the blink of an eye, the eight sharp blades had already slashed in front of Song Shuhang.
At this time, Ye Si's golden book of life was flipped gently, and several rays of light came out one after another, falling on the sharp blades.
The eight sharp blades that were slashed at a high speed were given auxiliary effects such as deceleration, weighting, and resistance, and the speed was instantly reduced by three times.
The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth rose, and he waved his treasured saber. (To be continued.)