Minghe had expected this situation.
She is well-known and well-informed. She had already considered the situation that the corpse filth might lead to the failure of the spiritual energy, and she knew that she might be defeated, but she still did not back down.
Because here is the only one who can stop this level of Yin corpse, no matter whether it is a poor family, Qin Yi, or his uncle. If you back down, this area will be turned into a dead place.
Maybe it had nothing to do with her in the first place. As a detached person, you can just go. It's like watching Nanli and Xihuang fighting, and the casualties are all over the place. It has nothing to do with her.
But Minghe knew it was different!
The difference between detachment and selfishness is subtle. Words are indistinguishable, only one mind.
The difference between the righteous and the devil starts from this.
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Since the formation was useless, Ming He immediately took the formation flag, raised the divine sword and automatically fought with the ancient corpse, and slowly retreated towards the corridor.
She can still fight, and she has not become a crippled person because of the ban.
The current situation is not the same as Liusu's flag that "if she loses her mana, she will be beaten by the vegetable seller", it is not to that extent.
There is a big difference between the regional ban for some reason and the loss of mana by oneself.
If it is because of the loss of mana, and there is a problem with himself, then he will be extremely weak, and he may not be able to communicate with his own magic weapon.
It's just that the spiritual energy of the region is polluted and the spellcasting disorder is caused. Although the spell cannot be released, and the formation may fail, the practice is still there and the spirit is not lost. Some high-grade magic weapons are not affected, even if there is no mana to drive them, they can always be used.
This is Minghe's reliance.
There are still a lot of good things on her body, and there are several pieces that can play a role here. It is not difficult to support the unconscious Infernal corpse with treasures.
But in the process of constantly fighting between the sword and the ancient corpse, Ming He's face became paler.
After all, the magic weapon is related to the sacrifice of one's own soul, and it has a strong connection, not air-to-air. The anti-shock power of fighting against the opponent will be transmitted to her body, although it has been roughly offset by the magic weapon, but a little residual power of anti-shock can make her blood surge.
This is troublesome.
She is a traditional immortal way of cultivating the sun god without emphasizing the flesh. This kind of immortal way can be cultivated to the depths, and the physical body can be abandoned, as long as the Yang God is immortal, the physical body can pinch one, so-called a skin bag.
So her physique is only because of the immortal washing, which leads to changes in her physique. She can eat and drink dew, and she can eat without food, and she will hardly age. In essence, it is not the same as human beings, and it is no problem to be another species.
But this change did not make the body much stronger. Maybe it will be stronger than ordinary people, but if you don't add mana support, it is not necessarily comparable to a strong mortal, and it is not comparable to a martial artist who pays attention to forging.
Although the ancient corpse was also screamed by the power of the divine sword, but her magic weapon could only exert a small part of its power, and the effect was far less than expected. If it continues like this, she will most likely collapse first.
While fighting and retreating, Gu Shi opened the Divine Sword with one punch and punched Ming He with the other.
Ming He thought about it, and a small exquisite tower appeared in the ring, and then grew up quickly.
When Xiaota Town was in front of the ancient corpse, there was a faint Buddha's light scattered and flashing in the shape of a "*". The ancient corpse subconsciously covered the gray eyes, and the arm in front of the eyes actually had a bit of festering meaning.
The treasures of the Buddhist family are very effective in suppressing such corpses, and I don't know where the Taoist sect of Minghe got them.
It's a pity that Minghe secretly said that if he could fully exert his power, this town could directly destroy the ancient corpse, but now he can only suppress it for a moment.
The Divine Sword in front of him kept on stabbing at the heart of the ancient corpse.
The ancient corpse roared, and both fists came out, terrifying fists roared, and the qi collided with the divine light of the Divine Sword Tower.
"Ka..." It's obviously a physical fist, but under the collision with the power of the magic weapon, just the aftermath of the overflow has caused the stone house to crack everywhere.
The power of the ancient corpse in Tengyunjing has surpassed Qin Yi's imagination. If he did not face it directly, he had no idea how powerful the center of this magical weapon confrontation was!
Ming He's expression became paler, and there was already some fishy smell in his throat.
From Shiwu's endurance, it can be seen that even though there has never been a direct collision, she is still injured.
Taking advantage of the fact that the ancient corpse was entangled for a while, Ming He held the hem of the Taoist robe in both hands, turned around and ran.
It has to be led outside!
Qin Yi hid in the corner at the end of the promenade, watching Ming He running with his robe, he suddenly felt very cute.
Without the mana blessing and the speed-up spell, she lost her fairy spirit when she ran, but instead had a little lovely vitality like an ordinary girl.
The most tragic thing is that she is so slow...
This promenade, when they came, was a passage full of formations and zombie ambush. It was smashed clean by Minghe's sword and thunder. It seemed to be very short, but it was actually very long.
It might be a few hundred meters, Qin Yi guessed that it might take more than a minute for her to run at this speed...
It is much more powerful than ordinary people, but it is a lot worse than ordinary warriors. For this kind of immortal battle, it is like a snail.
"Roar!" The ancient corpse finally waved its arms and smashed both the divine sword and the small tower into the air. Minghe stretched out her hand while running, and two treasures were in her hands. She staggered again and continued to run.
It only took a second for the ancient corpse to cross the distance that Mengmeng had run for so long before, and came behind her.
"Kala..." Two deep pits were stepped on the ground, and the cobweb-like cracks gradually spread.
I am afraid that Minghe had never thought about it before, because he was running too slowly, and the plan of fighting and walking outside was just empty talk...
Ming He reluctantly took off the shawl.
The dao towel was spinning rapidly, and the ancient corpse subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the finger that was stronger than black iron was cut off.
The ancient corpse felt no pain, and punched the center of the towel. The dao towel swirled, flew back to Ming He's hand, and then grew into the wind, turning into a shield.
The ancient corpse threw a punch again.
The extremely violent corpse fist, even the air was brought out with a loud sound.
"Bang!" Ming He spat out a mouthful of blood and threw it flying like a broken kite.
The ancient corpse only took a half step back, spanning several feet, and punching in the air. Ming He turned his head, and he could already see the withered hand that was burnt and rotten by the divine light, and came crashing down with a terrifying death intent.
A look of determination flashed in Ming He's eyes, and the divine sword went straight to the center of the ancient corpse's eyebrows.
This is a chance to use a serious injury for a chance!
The expected pain did not come.
A mace whizzed past and smashed heavily on the dead hand of the ancient corpse that slammed into Minghe. There was only a loud "clang" sound like iron clubs clashing, and the mace bounced back, causing Qin Yi to stumble and fall. Taking two steps back, his hands were shaking.
At the same time, the ancient corpse was not feeling well. Qin Yi's strength was much worse than his, but the spikes of the mace completely broke into its arm, pierced like a leaking iron shell, and the mace itself was hard. Even smashed its arm out of the depression.
At the same time, Minghe's flying sword also plunged into its eyebrows.
Divine light burst!
The ancient corpse, which could not feel the pain at all, let out an extremely painful howl, and stopped for a while.
Until this moment, Ming He fell heavily on the ground and looked at Qin Yi in amazement, as if he didn't expect him to leave.
Qin Yi bent over and turned his back to her: "Come up!"
"What, what?"
"You run too slow! I'm going to be your car, and you put a magic weapon on my back to block him. Who can you run with just relying on your two short legs!"
"..." Ming He turned his head and saw that the ancient corpse actually pulled out the sword stuck between his eyebrows.
She didn't hesitate any more, she got on Qin Yi's back, Qin Yi immediately supported her legs and ran away like a fly.
Ming He blushed like blood.
It was too late to think about the situation, but at the moment when I was lying on the man's back, the feeling was really...
There was no shield blocking it anymore, and the two stuck close together. Her chest was tightly against his back, and his hands supported her legs... Every step of the run, the friction caused by the bumps made Minghe want to die.
She even wanted to say, why don't you let me down, it's better for me to fight with the ancient corpse than on your back!