Chapter 263： Buried by wind and sand, flying yaksha (please subscribe)

Chapter 263 Buried by wind and sand, flying Yaksha (please subscribe)

the other side.

Liu Moqun, who was scared off by Wei Tu with the high priest's order, did not flee. He secretly followed Wei Tu and came to the vicinity of Fenshan Department.

Waiting for Su Binger to appear again.

Liu Moqun didn't believe Wei Tu's nonsense, which only protected Su Bing'er's safety when she went to Fenshan Department, but didn't care about Su Bing'er's safety when she left Fenshan Department.

He is waiting for Su Bing'er to appear alone within his range of perception, and then he will **** her away as soon as possible.

This is his only chance to succeed this time.

"Wei Tu, after Su Bing'er is captured and Brother Hushan has mastered Dafa, Liu must let Brother Hushan come out of the mountain and capture and kill you." Liu Moqun hid in a cave under the grassland with a ruthless expression on his face. color.

This time, if Wei Tu had not stopped him, he would have done all the work and returned to resume his life.

How can they stay on the grassland and eat dirt?

Looking hard for opportunities.

only-

Just when Liu Moqun had just finished thinking about the picture of Wei Tu.

suddenly.

A gray-robed monk appeared within his range of perception.

At the same time, dozens of golden talismans, like swimming dragons, came out of his sleeves, circled together, turned into a talisman formation, and covered the top of his head.

“A second-order high-quality talisman?”

“Is this person Che Gongwei? Or Wei Tu?”

Liu Moqun was shocked when he saw this.

Each of the talismans in this set of talisman formations is a high-quality, second-grade, high-grade talisman, and there is not a single low-grade or medium-grade motley talisman.

A high-quality second-grade talisman.

In terms of power, it is comparable to a third-level low-grade talisman.

Furthermore, in terms of drawing difficulty, it is no easier than drawing a third-level low-grade talisman.

Therefore, when Liu Moqun saw the gray-robed monk, he immediately suspected that he was Che Gongwei, not Wei Tu, who had only been promoted to Jindan for more than ten years.

…

The gray-robed monk appeared suddenly.

Liu Moqun had no time to move at this moment. He patted his storage bag and took out a silver shield.

The silver shield rose in the wind, expanded to several feet in size, and stood in front of him.

Crack! Crack!

The talisman power of the talisman array shot out, turning into cyan and blue thunder and lightning, and blasted towards the silver shield.

In an instant, the cave where Liu Moqun was located turned into a thunder pool raging with thunder and lightning.

"It's actually a thunder talisman?" High Priest Mu Feng, who was one step behind, saw a hint of shock in his eyes when Wei Tu used such a skill.

Although he is not a talisman master, he also knows that among the same level, the thunder talisman is the most powerful and the most difficult to draw.

“With Priest Wei here, the Fenshan tribe will definitely prosper in the future.” A smile appeared on the face of High Priest Mu Feng, who was very surprised to find a treasure.

“I can’t let the priest look down on me either.”

The thoughts of High Priest Mu Feng.

"Wind Dragon Technique!" High Priest Mu Feng made a seal, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of yellow sand.

This mouthful of yellow sand carried the power of the wind and stirred up strong winds. On the grassland, in less than a moment, there were flying sand and rocks, and the wind and dust were billowing.

The huge strong wind, under the control of High Priest Mu Feng, gradually condensed into a yellow dragon with a height of one hundred feet and a single horn on its head.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The one-horned wind dragon accompanied the yellow sand, flicked its tail, and rushed towards Liu Moqun who was surrounded by the talisman formation.

Since then, Liu Moqun had just used his silver shield to escape Wei Tu's thunder talisman sneak attack, and now he had to face the one-horned wind dragon condensed by the "Wind Dragon Technique" by the high priest Mu Feng.

The one-horned wind dragon pounced forward.

Liu Moqun, who was protected by the silver shield, instantly felt a huge force pressing towards him.

His blood surged and he was almost seriously injured.

However, what made Liu Moqun even more afraid was that the yellow sand rolled up by the one-horned wind dragon had the magical effect of blocking his spiritual consciousness. His spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of the late Jin Dan, and could only extend for hundreds of hundreds at most. meters away.

However, "Wind Dragon Technique" is more than just that.

After fighting several times with the one-horned wind dragon, High Priest Mu Feng patted the colorful cloth bags on his waist. Dozens of colorful mysterious Gu worms poured out of these bags.

Immediately afterwards, High Priest Mu Feng quickly made various strange handprints with his hands, and cast spells one after another, which landed on these Gu insects.

Less than half interest time.

These Gu insects gathered together, like liquid, and began to shrink and deform, condensing into a set of red and green armor.

"Go!" High Priest Mu Feng pointed at the armor, and the armor instantly rushed to the side of the one-horned wind dragon and was automatically put on the body of the wind dragon.

With this set of red and green armor.

High Priest Mu Feng commanded the one-horned wind dragon, and it suddenly became as if he was waving his arms. Not only could he use the one-horned wind dragon to fight hand to hand, but he could also use the wind dragon to perform various strange spells.

“Is this spiritual art?” Wei Tu was surprised. It was also the first time for him to see the Kangju people’s spiritual arts show off.

This kind of spiritual magic is countless times more powerful than the third-level spells he has seen.

"The spiritual techniques I just performed are called "Wind Dragon Technique" and "Gu Armor Technique." These two spiritual techniques have corresponding secrets in the Fenshan Department... If the priest Wei wants to learn these two spiritual techniques, go to Just look inside the "Lingshu Pavilion". ”

High Priest Mu Feng said with a smile. This time, he used these two powerful spiritual arts not only to kill Liu Moqun as soon as possible, but also to get Wei Tu interested in spiritual arts and deepen his bond with the Fenshan tribe.

Although High Priest Mu Feng and Wei Tu were communicating through sound transmission, in fact, High Priest Mu Feng was not distracted in any way during the fight.

On the contrary, he struck more ruthlessly.

"Burial by wind and sand!" High Priest Mu Feng pointed at the one-horned wind dragon and read out these four words.

At this moment, the postures of the One-horned Fengjiao and the High Priest Mu Feng suddenly became the same. They were also pinching the magic formula with their hands and reciting the incantation silently.

In the sound of the spell, the yellow sand that had been sprayed out by the one-horned wind dragon to attack Liu Moqun suddenly became dense at this moment, like black ants, swarming in the direction of Liu Moqun.

"No!" Liu Moqun also realized the crisis at this moment. He turned over his hand and took out the "Small Moving Talisman", preparing to crush it and teleport it out to avoid the blow.

However, the jade talisman was crushed.

Liu Moqun did not escape from the yellow sand as he expected, but was still trapped in the yellow sand.

"Spiritual magic circle!" Liu Moqun's face was gloomy, thinking of this method used by the Kangju people to deal with the monks.

A long time ago, the priests and mages of the Kangju people fought against the monks of the Cangnan people, but suffered repeated losses, especially when the monks moved the talismans, which made the Kangju people suffer even more.

In the end, a talented man from Kangju studied the principles of moving talismans and created a spiritual magic circle, which finally restrained the monks from moving talismans.

This so-called spiritual magic array uses spiritual magic to connect the heaven and earth, and uses simple binding formations to confine the power of space, causing the moving talismans to become ineffective.

The reason why spiritual magic arrays have not spread among monks is that monks' spells are rarely as powerful as Kangju people's spells. Using such "spiritual magic arrays" is thankless.

Liu Moqun did not expect that he would meet a Kangju high priest who could use "spiritual magic circle" at such a bad time.

He didn’t know.

After High Priest Mu Feng realized that his path was hopeless, he turned his energy to practicing spiritual arts and studied them patiently.

Therefore, in terms of the study of spiritual arts, among the monks of the same level in the Ying Ding tribe, there are only a few high priests and archmages who are better than High Priest Mu Feng.

…

“Buried by wind and sand!”

After Liu Moqun failed to escape, the spiritual technique that High Priest Mu Feng had prepared for a long time finally came.

The yellow sand gathered together to form a tower, which was exactly the same as the pagoda erected on Yanfen Mountain. Liu Moqun was firmly sealed within the yellow sand without leaving a single gap.

"Go!" High Priest Mu Feng played another magic trick. The one-horned wind dragon moved and its body coiled around the tower of yellow sand. It tightened inch by inch and pressed against Liu Moqun inside.

See this scene.

Wei Tu suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He did not expect that the usually pleasant-looking High Priest Mu Feng would become so cruel after using spiritual skills.

If he were "Liu Moqun", it would probably not be easy for him to face High Priest Mu Feng this time.

The reason why I say it was easy, rather than defeated, is because Wei Tu also saw the shortcomings of spiritual skills.

 The power of spiritual arts is good, but its restraining effect on body refiners is not as great as that on Qi refiners.

If Liu Moqun had the third level of body refining, he could directly resist with his physical body and break out of the range of the "Wind Dragon Technique" spiritual technique, and he would not be so passive.

After a few moves, the "spiritual magic circle" was set up by the high priest Mu Feng, and the move "Burial of Wind and Sand Waterfall" came.

In other words, it is not that High Priest Mu Feng is too strong, but that he has a certain restraining effect on Liu Moqun, a monk who prefers "soul cultivation".

Under Wei Tu’s consciousness.

He saw that Liu Moqun was wrapped in yellow sand, and the silver shield he had just stretched out was already showing signs of deformation under the huge pressure.

His aura is dim and may collapse at any time.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Ten breaths have passed.

Click! Click!

The silver shield made a crisp sound, and in this breath, it finally collapsed and broke into several petals.

Without the protection of the silver shield, Liu Moqun's body could not withstand the combined squeezing force of the sand tower and the one-horned wind dragon. His complexion was abnormally bright red, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

It seemed like there would be a moment longer.

Liu Moqun's physical body will be crushed into powder by this huge pressure.

“That’s the only way to use it!”

There was a ruthless look in Liu Moqun's eyes. He held up the mana shield and bought himself some time. Then he took out a talisman as red as blood from the storage bag and put it on his forehead. .

In an instant, his eyes and hair turned red, a pair of silver wings sprouted from his ribs, and his skin turned a dark green color, which was extremely strange.

After transforming into this ghostly form, Liu Moqun suddenly gained a lot of strength and was extremely powerful. Just by standing upright, there were signs of opening the sand tower.

“The flying yaksha in the corpse path?” High Priest Mu Feng recognized the name of the ghost that Liu Moqun turned into, and he exclaimed in surprise.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are all kinds of wonders.

There are not only various cultivation methods for the living such as the demonic path, the immortal path, and the spiritual path, but also the cultivation methods for the dead such as the ghost path and the corpse path.

Feitian Yaksha is a terrifying existence second only to Drought Demon in terms of rank in corpse training.

The lowest strength is also at the Nascent Soul level.

(End of this chapter)