Facing the dragon head's attack, Xia Rongsheng's face was pale but he had no intention of retreating. He sat cross-legged with his hands folded under the shocked eyes of everyone. He took out a string of rosary beads from nowhere, and began to recite the scriptures...
People: =mouth=
What the hell! This Xia Rongsheng turned out to be a rare Buddhist cultivator! ! !
I saw that after Xia Rongsheng recited the sutra, a golden figure of a standing Buddha appeared above his body. The Buddha did not know which Buddha Lord he was, but he could see that he had kind eyes, kind eyes, and a solemn appearance. He was knocking a wooden fish in his hand. Eyes closed, a look of compassion.
But as the dragon head approached, the sound of chanting in Xia Rongsheng's mouth became more and more urgent, and the virtual image of the Buddha slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly his momentum changed, turning into an angry-eyed King Kong, and the wooden fish in his hand also turned into a A Zen staff rushed towards the dragon head.
"Evil animal!" The Buddha phantom shouted loudly, the golden light representing merit on his body shining brightly.
The translucent dragon head showed a terrified expression, followed by as if angered from shame, roaring and fighting with the phantom of the Buddha.
Everyone was a little dumbfounded by the development of this god, but no one would miss such a good opportunity.
With the phantom of the Buddha standing in front of him, Xu Ziyan, Xu Zirong, Wei Qing Lehu, except for the two brothers Mao Da Mao who fell to the ground with serious injuries and could not get up, all of them tried their best to attack the dragon head.
The dragon head was extremely nimble, and it was fighting the Buddha's phantom, but it still avoided most of the attacks. Those spells that are not so afraid of.
Xu Ziyan observed while fighting, and he could see that Xia Rongsheng's move was definitely not easy, because as time passed, he sweated more and more and his face became paler.
And the phantom of the Buddha was affected by him, and his movements continued to slow down.
Xu Ziyan was anxious in his heart, but this dragon head was really cunning. If something happened, he would rather be attacked by the Buddha than let Xu Ziyan's Thunder Spirit Arrow with the power of the Purple Night Divine Thunder fall on him.
Xu Zirong kept the spells in his hands, and all kinds of blood spells took turns to fight, but for some reason, the dragon head seemed to be afraid of his blood beasts, and he didn't pay much attention to other attacks.
"Brother, this thing seems to be a half soul." Xu Zirong said with a frown.
Xu Ziyan's thoughts turned rapidly, and he immediately found the records about the half-soul from his memory.
It is said that the secret method of refining half-souls has been lost in Xuanyuyu for a long time, because the soul beasts refined by this kind of magic are all extremely vicious and powerful.
The so-called half-soul is nothing more than because the soul of the monster is too strong, even the person who refines the soul cannot refine it all, so he can only take part of the soul and refine it into a soul beast. Because a part of the soul is missing, the half-soul monsters that are refined often need to be fed with a lot of flesh and blood, otherwise they will eat back the master of the refining soul, and the more advanced the half-soul monsters are, the more they need to be rich Flesh with spiritual power.
In this way, monks who have refined half-souls will either allow themselves to be attacked by half-souls, or they need to constantly hunt monsters or monks to support their half-souls.
The half-soul in front of him is about the cultivation base of the middle stage of Jindan, but because of years of imprisonment and the decline of spiritual power, it can be on par with them. The biggest feature of the half-soul is that its soul is specially made, which can make it immune to ordinary spells. If it weren't for Xu Ziyan's Zixiao Shenlei, which could destroy even the soul, this dragon head probably wouldn't be afraid of Xu Ziyan's attack at all.
As for Xu Zirong's blood beast, it was originally a fusion of blood essence and soul. In addition to attacking the enemy's body, it also did some damage to the soul, which made this dragon head terrified and had to avoid it every time.
That Xia Rongsheng's phantom of the Buddha seemed to have a similar effect, so that he could fight against the half-soul without falling behind.
Unfortunately, due to the limitation of Xia Rongsheng's cultivation, the Buddha could no longer support it.
If the battle situation continued like this, once the Buddha collapsed, the pressure on Xu Ziyan's side would suddenly rise. After all, the half-soul had no real body. If he hit him, it would only be the soul and not the body that would be injured.
The soul of a monk is the foundation of a monk. Once injured, even if it is only slightly, it will be very troublesome, and it will even affect the future development of the monk.
"Half-soul, half-soul..." Xu Ziyan muttered silently, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind!
Since this half-soul has no entity, this soul body is controlled by divine sense. If it attacks its divine sense, it will definitely make him greatly affected.
As soon as he said it, Xu Ziyan put away the Lei Ling arrow, used the divine sense magic formula, condensed the divine sense into a needle, and stabbed the dragon head fiercely.
His consciousness was invisible, and the dragon head didn't notice Xu Ziyan's sneak attack. It opened its mouth wide and spit out various fire spells such as the Fire Dragon Fire Ball Fire Wall again and again.
Xu Ziyan's consciousness needle was silently approaching the dragon head, and when it was about to hit, the dragon head seemed to sense something and looked at Xu Ziyan vigilantly.
Xu Ziyan was ruthless, and stabbed the divine consciousness needle in the past, pierced the dragon head at once, and penetrated into its sea of consciousness.
"Ow!" The dragon head screamed and rolled in mid-air. Seeing its excruciating pain and even the appearance of its body beginning to disintegrate, Xu Ziyan immediately concluded that the effect of this divine sense needle was better than he expected. !
"Everyone!" Xu Ziyan roared, and the others immediately launched their strongest attack.
The blood beast controlled by Xu Zirong roared even more, and the entire body of the blood beast exploded, turning into a cloud of blood, wrapping the dragon head.
The dragon head whose consciousness was injured was concentrated by many spells at the same time. The rest of the people were fine, but Xu Zirong's blood beast really hit his fatal point.
boom!
The blood mist exploded violently, revealing an extremely miserable dragon head that was corroded.
The dragon head was still rolling and whining, and before he died, Xu Ziyan simply condensed a needle of divine consciousness, penetrated its forehead, and directly pierced the sea of consciousness of the dragon head.
The dragon head finally let out a howl, staring at Xu Ziyan with hateful eyes.
Xu Ziyan looked at it fearlessly, and finally, Longtou's eyes widened angrily, and with a thud, it turned into nothingness.
"Amitabha!" Xia Rongsheng sighed.
The phantom of the Buddha behind him once again turned into the kind-hearted old monk, the wooden fish in his hand banged, and a faint white awn slowly formed from the place where the dragon head disappeared, and finally submerged into the wooden fish of the Buddha.
"Hoo... Lucky! Lucky!" Xia Rongsheng let out a sigh of relief, his face was no longer pale, but rather rosy.
It seemed that the half-soul absorbed by the old monk had brought him great benefits, otherwise he would not have shown such obvious joy.
"It's fortunate... I just got into the secret door and got a half-soul. I don't know what's behind." Mao Da smiled bitterly and swallowed a pill.
Xia Rongsheng said brightly: "This half-soul is nothing but the same, but the power of this soul is strong enough, if there can be another ten or eight..."
Mao Da Mao Er looked at him with a look of horror, just like this one, he almost asked for the nicknames of the two brothers. If there were ten or eight more, it would be impossible for everyone to be finished together!
"You save yourself! The strength of this half-soul has obviously degraded. We are lucky." Xu Zirong said coldly. "If we encounter the half-soul of the heyday, none of us can escape."
Xia Rongsheng sneered: "Actually, I was joking..."
Everyone looked at him with a look of contempt, seeing him suffocated.
After destroying the half-soul, the picture on the ground changed again.
The originally hazy white mist was blown by the mountain wind and slowly dissipated, revealing the unknown peaks hidden within.
That mountain peak is not that high, it is a little shorter than the main peak of the Liuguang Sect. If you look at it according to the picture, Xu Ziyan calculated it and found out that this mountain should be right below the Lichen Bridge.
Recalling the Lichen Bridge, Xu Ziyan only walked through it once when he passed the sect assessment, and the only impression left was that of the man in green robe standing at the head of the bridge.
After entering the Liuguang Sect, he never saw the face of the man in the green robe again. Speaking of which, he still didn't know who he was...
boom! boom! boom! boom!
A few crackling sounds.
It seemed that the sound of the column collapsing suddenly made Xu Ziyan feel bad.
The room they are in is not large, and there is no need for a column to support it, and as far as the eye can see, there is no such thing as a column around, so the only thing that may have a column is...
coax!
The entire ground collapsed with a bang, and everyone was caught off guard and fell to the ground, falling continuously with the falling gravel.
"Everyone, be careful!" Xu Ziyan shouted loudly, and the aurora burst into the air.
He stepped on the aurora, and his bowstrings were fully stretched to guard against this attack that might appear at any time.
The rest of the people reacted very quickly, and they rose up with their swords, and followed Xu Ziyan to the outside, forming a defensive circle.
hum!
Facts have proved that Xu Ziyan's vigilance is not redundant at all, and not long after they took control of their swords, there was a sound of wings vibrating in the distance.
"Wei Qing! Illuminate!" Xu Ziyan shouted.
Wei Qing flipped his hands, and dozens of small fireballs rose into the air, illuminating a range of about ten meters centered on them.
"Then... what is that?"
As the humming sound approached, Mao Da looked at the black mass of monsters in the distance, and swallowed hard.
"It's a blood-sucking mosquito, as long as you don't let them get close, there's no big problem." Xu Ziyan said decisively after seeing the thing clearly.
The rest of the people involuntarily tightened the weapons in their hands. Although everyone knew that blood-sucking mosquitoes were not considered to be powerful monsters, the number of them was like a dark cloud, which still made hair stand on end.
The biggest feature of the blood-sucking mosquito is its gregariousness and its sharp mouthparts. Its own defense is extremely low, but the attacking power of the mouthparts is comparable to that of a top-grade magic weapon.
With such a large number and amazing attack power, even a random base-building cultivator can kill a piece of it, but once it becomes a scale, even Jindan cultivators should be careful of ants that kill elephants.
What is the formation scale
It is now...