Chapter 261

In a bamboo building, more than ten monks gathered around and sat on the seats on both sides.

Sitting on the central theme is a tall, middle-aged man with a face about 40 years old.

It's the wuzao wizard.

He is discussing the transaction of the rejuvenation elixir with the monks in the other four villages.

But just then, his smiling face suddenly changed.

Other friars naturally noticed the change of wuzao wizard's expression, but before opening their mouth to ask about the specific situation, wuzao wizard just didn't explain a word. The whole person turned into a strange light and rushed to the mountain.

---He felt that the shackles he had imposed on the deer demon had been destroyed.

If it weren't for the deer demon, wouldn't there be such a situation that all major villages had to serve carefully in front of him and buy "rejuvenation elixir"?

The fawn monster, for him, is a cornucopia and a cash cow. No loss is allowed!

Therefore, at the first time when he found the change, he hardly had any hesitation and thinking, so he went back desperately.

"We must catch up!" the wushao wizard was burning with anxiety.

If the unknown monk who broke into his cave moves fast enough and runs away with the deer demon, how can he find the deer demon when the 3000 mountains are so big?

Thoughts were flying in his heart, but his speed was really fast. In addition, he was not far away. However, after 20 breath, the wushao wizard had rushed outside his cave.

"Is this?!" looking at the intact prohibition at the cave, the wushao wizard was a little incredible.

This is not the time to think about this.

Wushao wizard waved his big hand and the prohibition was lifted. He hurried into the cave to find out the specific situation.

At the moment of entering the cave.

Hoo!

A shining sword light rose out of thin air.

The wushao wizard said in secret that it was not good, but his hands moved very fast.

In an instant, there was a faint green light on his flesh.

Boom!

The sword light collided with the green light, and the Spirit Light spilled out.

The body shape of the wushao wizard was shaken upside down by this blow.

But the offensive is not over.

Boom, boom!

A sword light burst into the sky with a deafening sound explosion and dazzling flame. Combined with the extremely sharp sword Qi, it was like a dragon chasing the wuzao wizard.

It seems to be preparing to pierce the heart with a sword of wuzao wizard in mid air.

The person who took the shot was naturally Lu Qingshan, who was waiting for the return of wushao wizard.

Between raising his hands and raising his feet, Lu Qingshan first took advantage of wuzao wizard's anxiety and panic, ambushed and robbed a first hand, shot wuzao wizard out, and then pursued wuzao wizard who had fallen into a passive situation with the power of flying sword.

A set of very effective moves.

Looking at the flying sword, the wushao wizard felt that his back was cool and cold.

Flying swords fly across the sky. In this, there is a terrible sense of killing, forming a frightening and destructive atmosphere.

"The power of Artistic Conception!" wushao wizard exclaimed in his heart. Although he didn't have the ability to master the power of artistic conception, he was a Jindan friar after all. He still had some eyesight.

The foundation of Wu Xiu is actually the combination of physical cultivation and poison art. Therefore, he was attacked by Lu Qingshan just now. Although he was very embarrassed, he was not seriously injured.

But the flying sword in front of me is quite different from the one just now, because there is an artistic conception on it.

The power of artistic conception is mysterious. Even if his body is strong, he dare not defend it.

The wuzao wizard was cruel and patted the spirit beast bag hanging around his waist. Hundreds of black poisonous snakes appeared between the throughput of spirit power.

These poisonous snakes, like a dark cloud, spit out scarlet snake letters, make a harsh sound, and suddenly jump at the flying dragon and bird sword.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The poisonous snakes wrapped themselves around the sword as if they were dead, but the flame emitted from the dragon and bird sword made these poisonous snakes hear the sound of being roasted.

Bang!

At the next moment, under the intense flame burning, the snake bodies of these poisonous snakes expanded rapidly and burst into a mass of smelly poison gas.

These poisonous gases quickly wrap the dragon and bird sword.

Under the package of poison gas, the flying sword seems to be trapped in a swamp. Its speed drops suddenly, and its spiritual power is constantly reduced. When the flying sword rushes out of the poison fog, there is little power left and it can no longer form an attack.

Looking at the stopped flying sword, the wushao wizard was in pain.

Although he waved hundreds of poisonous snakes with a big hand, in fact, each poisonous snake had to be trained for at least 20 years, which cost him a lot of energy and financial resources.

The poisonous snake that was originally cultivated with such exhausted heart can be used for a long time and will become stronger and stronger.

But now, in order to resist this flying sword with the power of artistic conception, he can only bear the pain to treat it as a consumable, and decades of energy will be burned.

At such a huge cost, the wuzao wizard who stopped the first wave of flying sword attack finally saw the face of the monk who attacked him for the first time.

It was a very young and handsome man Xiu, with a cold look and eyes looking at him.

Lu Qingshan is also looking at the wushao wizard.

The monks in the later period of Jindan? Sure enough, it's a bit of a means.

Lu Qingshan said in his heart.

Although it is only a weak level of killing sword intention, the flying sword under the blessing of this sword intention still soars from seven times the speed of sound to twelve times the speed of sound. Combined with the fire damage attached to the dragon and sparrow sword, it has an amazing momentum.

This is the power of artistic conception and the reason why it will become the most important standard for judging the combat effectiveness of high-level friars.

After seeing the cultivation of wushao wizard, Lu Qingshan had a better grasp in his heart.

His current state is only the early stage of the golden elixir, but both spiritual power and divine consciousness are no different from the monks in the later stage of the golden elixir.

As for magic methods, he believed that most of the sword cultivation in the later stage of Jindan could not beat him.

Therefore, the wuzao wizard in the later stage of Jindan is by no means an invincible opponent for him.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in my cave?" the wushao wizard asked coldly with a gloomy face.

Whoosh!

Just to his surprise, the young friar in front of him had no intention to talk to him, and the Dragon Bird sword turned into a red light again and rushed towards him.

If you are already a mortal, why talk more nonsense with him!

Ka, Ka

Wushao wizard's face suddenly changed, his whole body was shaken up, and a toothy voice sounded.

His muscles were twisted on his body, and his whole body grew crazily. The strange scales like snake scales covered most of his body in an instant. Even his face was also green and black snake scales, which was very frightening.

When the flying sword hit the wuzao wizard's chest, his intimate clothes immediately burst to pieces, followed by the snake scale.

Clang clang!

The two collided and sparks splashed.

The dragon and sparrow swords are buzzing and firing continuously, and the flames are intertwined to form a terrible network of heaven and earth, dense and dense, enveloping the wushao wizard.