Han Changlu's face turned pale. The first time he went on a long journey, he was attacked by eight evil cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He was very nervous and his hands were sweating.
"Break it for me."
Han Debiao shouted loudly, and the red stick in his hand grew more than ten feet long and smashed hard into the red fire cloud.
The red fire cloud was like thin paper and was torn into two halves by the red stick. With a loud bang, the red fire cloud exploded, and a large piece of red flames gushed out. The powerful air wave rolled up a large amount of mud and sand, hitting the yellow light curtain, making a series of crackling sounds.
The eight foundation-building monks successively offered up a golden talisman, the second-level talisman Hundred Swords Talisman.
With a flash of golden light, eight Hundred Sword Talismans exploded one after another, transforming into thousands of golden small swords that smashed towards Han Changming and others like a meteor shower.
There was a muffled sound coming from the ground, and a yellow earth wall more than ten feet high and half a foot wide rose from the ground, blocking the way.
Boom!
The yellow earth wall could not hold out for a moment and was destroyed by the densely packed golden swords in one blow, raising dust into the air.
Densely packed golden swords hit the yellow light curtain, making a series of muffled "clang" sounds, but the yellow light curtain remained intact.
At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and a red fire cloud hundreds of feet in size appeared in the sky, reflecting the azure blue sea into a crimson color.
"Oh no! Rain of Fire! This is a large-scale killing spell."
Han Changming's face changed and he said in surprise that the enemy's fighting experience and coordination were beyond his imagination.
A large area of yellow light shone from his body, the ground began to shake slightly, a strong wind blew, countless yellow gravel flew up, and turned into hundreds of yellow sand blades about a foot long.
The red fire cloud rolled violently, red light flashed wildly, and one after another, red stones about a foot in size flew out of the fire cloud and hit Han Changming and others.
The stones were wrapped in flames, like a meteor shower.
Han Changming's face changed when he saw a red meteor shower coming. If he was hit by so many red stones, the formation might not be able to block it.
He made a pinch of his magic formula, and a muffled sound came from the ground. Countless yellow gravel flew up and turned into a huge yellow sand curtain, covering Han Changming and others.
With a loud rumbling sound, the yellow sand curtain was smashed into pieces by dense red stones. The air was filled with smoke. Dense red stones hit the yellow light curtain, and a series of sounds like rain hitting banana leaves were heard. The yellow light curtain was twisted and deformed, as if it could not bear it.
Han Changming's expression became solemn. Whether in terms of cooperation or methods, this group of evil cultivators were far from comparable to those he had encountered before.
Han Debiao waved a red stick and smashed the falling red stones into pieces, and not a single red stone hit him.
"Uncle Wu, be careful of sneak attacks."
Han Changming suddenly felt that something was flying towards Han Debiao, probably something like a flying needle.
The flying needle weapon is a sharp weapon that is hard to guard against.
After being reminded by Han Changming, Han Debiao patted his chest, and a red misty light screen appeared close to him.
With a dull sound, a light blue flying needle hit the red light curtain and was blocked by the red light curtain.
Seeing that the middle-aged man's sneak attack failed, eight people attacked Han Changming and others at the same time.
With a "hissing" sound of breaking through the air, dense white ice needles shot towards them and arrived in front of them in an instant.
The five foundation-building monks each offered a palm-sized command flag of different colors. Countless runes lit up on the flag, and then it suddenly sank into the ground and disappeared.
A thick five-colored light curtain suddenly appeared, covering the eight middle-aged men.
Dense white ice needles hit the five-colored light curtain, making a crackling sound, and some white ice chips appeared on the surface of the five-colored light curtain.
"Sweep away the enemy!"
The red stick in Han Debiao's hand shone brightly, and a large red flame burst out and smashed towards the opposite side.
A red light flashed, and the red long stick transformed into hundreds of red stick shadows, like a towering mountain, smashing towards the five-colored light curtain.
There was a series of dull thuds, and hundreds of red stick shadows smashed onto the five-colored light curtain, but the five-colored light curtain did not move at all.
Han Changming released the Amethyst Flying Scorpion, which let out a strange hissing sound and opened its mouth. A ball of purple liquid flew out and splashed onto the five-colored light curtain. The five-colored light curtain immediately began to emit a puff of green smoke, and its spiritual light dimmed a lot.
The middle-aged man's face changed. The five-colored light curtain was transformed from a set of small five-element flags, which were defensive magic weapons. Each flag was a second-order medium-grade defensive magic weapon, which could not be easily broken even in the late stage of foundation building.
"The Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion is actually this kind of poisonous insect. Its toxicity is too strong!"
The middle-aged man frowned and slapped his spirit beast bag, releasing a centipede as black as ink. The centipede was two meters long, with extremely long tentacles, golden eyeballs, a row of sharp legs under its belly, and it spewed dark green poisonous mist from its mouth. It was a second-grade, low-grade poisonous insect.
The young woman in the red dress released a red fire crow that was about ten feet long. The red fire crow flapped its wings and swooped down towards the purple crystal flying scorpion.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion was not afraid at all. It flapped its wings fiercely and rushed towards the Crimson Fire Crow.
“Quack!”
Red Fire Crow
The Crimson Fire Crow naturally didn't dare to take it head-on and wanted to avoid it. Then a strange hissing sound was heard and it felt a sharp pain in its head, as if someone had pricked its head with a needle, and its reaction slowed down.
The purple poisonous mist hit the Crimson Fire Crow, causing it to scream and signs of corrosion appeared on its feathers.
A "hissing" sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a large piece of black thin line hit the red fire crow. The red fire crow suddenly fell from mid-air. It twitched a few times on the ground and then it died.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion is extremely poisonous. During the trip to Thousand Poison Island, it devoured a lot of old poisonous grasses and other poisonous insects. Its toxicity is far beyond that of ordinary poisonous insects.
It killed the Crimson Fire Crow in just one encounter. Of course, the main reason was that the Crimson Fire Crow was only a lower-grade second-level bird, which was lower than the Amethyst Flying Scorpion. In addition, the Crimson Fire Crow underestimated the enemy. If it had been a higher-grade second-level spiritual bird, the Amethyst Flying Scorpion might not have been so easy to kill.
Seeing the spiritual bird she released being killed so quickly, the young woman in red dress was shocked and angry. She had spent a lot of time and energy, and finally cultivated this fire crow to the second-level lower grade, but it was killed by the Amethyst Flying Scorpion in a single encounter.
Han Changming was delighted when he saw this scene. After the Amethyst Flying Scorpion advanced to the second-level intermediate grade, its strength was much greater than he had imagined. It was worth the huge amount of energy and financial resources he had spent to cultivate the Amethyst Flying Scorpion.
"Be careful, they are not easy to deal with, don't let them capsize in the ditch."
A solemn expression appeared on the middle-aged man's face. The Amethyst Flying Scorpion easily killed a second-grade inferior Fire Crow. This attack proved the problem. If the spiritual insect is so powerful, its master can't be much worse.
Han Changying sacrificed two golden metal spheres, which turned into two golden armored guards more than two meters tall. The two golden armored guards held a huge golden sword in their hands, and their bodies were shining with golden light, as if they were made of gold.
Han Changlu sacrificed two metal balls, one red and one blue, which transformed into a giant red eagle about ten feet in size and a blue crab about ten feet in size. The giant red eagle flapped its wings and swooped down from the sky. Before it got close, it opened its mouth and spurted out a red flame as thick as a baby's arm.
The blue crab is relatively large, but not bulky and has a flexible body. While crawling quickly to the other side, it opens its mouth and sprays out a dozen transparent water arrows.