The whole earth wall was melted into gas, and there was no dirt left, but the fire did not go out. Because the word ignited is not the soil, but the wood power mixed in the soil. As long as the wood is not dispersed, the fire can continue to burn.
I can feel that the wood power in my body is rapidly decreasing, and the wood power drawn from heaven and earth can't keep up with this rate of consumption at all. However, I had to grit my teeth and persist.
Although the word "fire" burned fiercely, it really stopped as I wanted. At this time, the competition was that the power of that word's motivation and my endurance were stronger.
Seeing the flames burning, Ah San immediately understood my thoughts. When her eyes lit up, she immediately directed the black toad gu to continue spraying poisonous water. The black ** wrapped the flames, and produced a little suppressive force, making the flames less fierce than before.
This is not because the black toad gu is powerful, but the word "fire" was consumed before, and it was ignited by my wooden power at this moment, so it was naturally unable to fight the black toad gu.
Seeing me sweating profusely and trembling all over, Ah San cast a concerned look at me. Whether I can persist or not will affect the final result of this battle, so although she was worried, she did not say anything, and only whispered to me: "Hold on for a while, the power of that word will not last long."
This is true, but how long I can hold on is really a question.
The flame burned too fiercely, and the consumption of wood power far exceeded my estimate. Even with the assistance of Black Toad Gu, I could at most take another half a minute.
At this time, the two "mountains" had already crossed the word "fire" and hit us.
The power of "Mountain" is beyond doubt, even Lian Daozhen was briefly suppressed in the first place. Monk Jue Ming had received my order before, and he naturally took the initiative to stand in front of him at this moment.
He lifted the stick, whispered the Buddha's name in his mouth, and looked up at the two "mountains" without any fear.
The word "Mountain" slammed into him lightly, and before he was in front of him, he felt an indescribable sense of oppression. It is really the pressure of a mountain, not to mention people standing in front of it, even a steel-reinforced building will be crashed.
Facing the two characters "mountain" floating at the same time, Monk Jue Ming raised his hand and thrust the stick into the ground. Zen sticks that look like gold and copper are not very hard, but it is easier to pound tofu with chopsticks when inserted into hard black soil.
With his hands free, Monk Jueming flicked his wide sleeves and wrapped them around his arms. The sleeves were ordinary clothes, but as the Buddha power in his body poured out, the cloth became iron.
Even Monk Jueming's arm is like a layer of gold, which is really beautiful.
Those who possess the power of Arhats have this effect even when the golden light shines in their bodies. But it gives people a sense of illusion, as soft as embroidered pillows. However, Monk Jue Ming's Buddha power was extremely solid, emitting a light like gold and iron.
He wrapped his hands in his sleeves, separated his palms, and slowly faced the word "mountain".
In the allegorical saying, there is a sentence called Mango Arm Blocking a Car-Overweight.
The behavior of Monk Jue Ming at this moment gives people the feeling that it is like that. However, I have full confidence in him. The great monk is not a person who can make mischief. Since he makes a move, he will definitely be able to block the offensive.
I'm still holding on, but Mu Li is almost exhausted, and within three to five seconds at most, the word "fire" can't stop it.
Ah San stared at the flames intently. She didn't even look at the monk Jue Ming. She seemed to have full confidence in this tall monk just like me.
The golden palms of Monk Jueming are completely opposite to the fluttering word "mountain". His arms stretched out, and his palms pushed out, slowly to the extreme, making people feel as heavy as pushing a mountain.
When the palm of his hand touched the word, Monk Jue Ming's body shook suddenly, his body leaned back instantly, as if he was about to be knocked out in the next moment. I was surprised and worried, thinking that if he stood in front of me, if he flew out, wouldn't it be about to hit me.
However, even though Monk Jueming was bumped into an unstable body, he did not fly out like I thought. There was a crackling sound from his upper body, as if the bones all over his body were straining. In this creepy voice, Monk Jue Ming's body slowly straightened back.
The monk's clothes changed from tight to loose, as if there was wind blowing from his body. It can be seen to the naked eye that the light of the Buddha's light is surging in his flesh and bones, like a wave pushing it, so that it can generate power that can resist the word "mountain".
It took four seconds for Monk Jue Ming to change from backward to upright, and then from upright to forward slightly. His arms stretched very straight, and there was no strong aura on his body, only calm, like a foolish man who moved a mountain.
The two "mountain" characters were so resisted by him, and he couldn't make any progress. The direct confrontation between the two powerful forces was not a one-shot defeat by Lian Daozhen, but a long-term entanglement. Therefore, the nearby space buzzed and vibrated endlessly, as if it was about to crack.
Although Monk Jueming seemed to have the upper hand, his feet were already sinking into the black soil on the ground. The legs are inserted like pillars. This is not the effect of pressure, but the monk Jue Ming must rely on the land of the underworld to stabilize his body. So in this respect, he is actually at a disadvantage.
Just like me fighting against fire, the comparison between the monk Jue Ming and the word "mountain" is also the endurance. Whoever can persist to the end will win the victory.
But time is a weakness for us, and it is easy to be used by the enemy.
Because no matter I or the monk Jueming, I was entangled at this moment, and the bronze armored corpse Ada was unable to achieve effective results under the siege of the four pseudo-arhats. Once we wait for the opponent to slow down and fight back, our life will be difficult.
At this time, my wood power was completely exhausted, and the blazing flames finally gradually extinguished, and the word "fire", which had been reduced a lot, was revealed again.
My legs were weak, and without the support of wood, I couldn't even recover my strength, so I had to sit on the ground. The air of ascension was circulating in my body, slowly gathering a little bit of strength for me, but the speed was very slow to affect the situation of the battle.
Ah San did not help me. She looked at the word "fire" that continued to float, stretched out her hand and took out a few black animal bones and pinched them in her palm, and said to me: "You take a rest first, I'll go to them to settle the account."
Ah San's tone was relaxed, as if all the troubles before him had disappeared. But I know that she is comforting me. Because even I could see that the four people swiped on the instrument again, as if they were about to write new characters.
The weird instrument in these people's hands is not a one-time tool, just like the professor of the book, it can be used many times in a row. If you want to defeat them, you must beat the person who controls the instrument to the ground, so that they don't even have the power to raise their hands. Otherwise, we can only completely collapse in the words written by the other party.
However, although we know this truth, we do not have enough ability to do this. If Lian Dao is here, there is still some possibility.
Although Ah San is really comparable to Lian Dao in resourcefulness, it would be a thousand miles away from the power alone. So she can't help but understand that if the other party can write words continuously, even if they can only write three times, it will be enough to defeat us.
The reason she wanted to go was just trying to take advantage of this opportunity to try to defeat the opponent. Even if we just hit one on the ground, it can reduce our stress.
I sighed secretly. When I jumped out of the ground before, I was still a little soft-hearted. If all the people holding the instrument were killed in the first time, they would not be so passive now.
Holding the black animal bones in her hands, Ah San rushed out quickly. When she passed by Monk Jueming, she didn't even turn her head. It seems that the things here have nothing to do with her.
I watched her running out with worry, and prayed in my heart that nothing should happen.
Monk Jueming was also a little anxious. He could see that the situation in front of him was very bad. If this continues, it is likely to face an irreparable disadvantage.
The Buddha's light in the body instantly flourished, and the two "mountain" characters were pushed hard by him, and they really slowly retreated.
In fact, whether or not a word retreats does not mean anything. After all, if a word is not destroyed, power will always exist.
Ah San ran very fast, her petite body, like a gust of wind blowing towards the enemy. The four pseudo-arhats were a little stunned, but she didn't expect that she would dare to run out, and each one backed away cautiously. And this gave the bronze armored corpse a little breathing opportunity.
However, Ah San's goal is not them. Although the power of the pseudo-arhat is strong, it is not terrible. No matter the bronze armored corpse or the Jueming monk, they can deal with them. Only the four people who have mastered the instrument pose a great threat to us.
Asan was like a passerby on a morning jog, quickly ran past the four pseudo-arhats. After the other party froze for a moment, he immediately understood her thoughts, and suddenly snorted to come over to stop her.
However, a tall body stood in front of them. The bronze armored corpse got a breathing space, opened its mouth wide, and sprayed a thin black corpse air at the opponent. This corpse Qi is extremely corrosive, even a pseudo-arhat dare not touch it easily, and can only retreat helplessly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ah San threw the black animal bones in his hands at the four people who controlled the instruments.
I saw her use this animal bone once before. It can call out illusory ghosts and gods. It's not very powerful, but it is definitely an irresistible weapon against ordinary people.
A strange spell was spit out from Asan's mouth, like a bead on the floor, the sound was crisp. The bones of the beast released mist, and the ghosts and gods of Zhang Xu Gao appeared from it, hovering in the air, making a weird smile, and rushing at the four.
The four of them watched as Ah San came running, and saw ghosts and gods appear again. Instead of showing fear on their faces, they were somewhat contemptuous. It seemed to feel that the power of ghosts and gods alone could not pose any threat to him at all.
What Ah San wants is their contempt. I saw three pieces of wood floating behind her. That piece of wood looks ordinary, I don't know what it does. But she can be used as a hidden surprise soldier, it should be very powerful.
I secretly look forward to it, hoping she can make contributions in one fell swoop! (End of this chapter)