Sun's journey to immortality

The flying knife gourd landed right in front of the blood sword at the right time. Under the nourishment of the blood, the whole body turned into a coquettish blood red, exuding a strange luster from the inside to the outside.

At this time, the robber on the fifth floor of the foundation seemed to feel a sufficient threat. Hundreds of holes, large and small, suddenly appeared on the spiritual weapon that looked 70% or 80% similar to the bronze man.

"Since you have come to me on your own initiative, I will happily accept your life." The robber monk, who was also on the fifth level of the foundation building, had a cruel smile on his face.

These guys often wander between life and death. When faced with such a fatal crisis, they can make the right choice at the right time.

From the hundreds of holes in the body of the bronze man-like spiritual weapon, flying arrows that were completely black but shimmered with cold light suddenly shot out.

"There is such a method?" This move was obviously beyond his expectation.

The silver shield is still resisting the continuous falling thunder, and the defensive talismans have been exhausted long ago. The light shield formed by mana can be used to deal with ordinary means, but it is obviously far away from the carefully prepared killing move in front of me. Not enough, there is a certain gap.

"Silver Essence Shield, Edict" The most correct choice at this time is to choose the lesser of two evils. After looking at the sky, after raging to its fullest, only less than half of the original area of ​​​​thunder is left.

Sun Mingzeng decisively took out the only defensive weapon in his hand, increased its size several times, and firmly blocked it in front of him.

The thunder that was originally resisted by the silver shield directly acted on his body. The aqua blue mana light barrier could be said to be broken at a touch and could not form a strong barrier.

Under the raging power of these thunders, bursts of black aura immediately emerged from Sun Mingzeng's body.

Whenever a force of thunder acts on the physical body, patches of skin will immediately turn black, completely losing the breath of life.

Perhaps the only good thing is that due to the consumption of the previous transition, the damage caused by the erosion of the power of thunder is still within the tolerable range in a short period of time, and there will be no fatal crisis.

"Dang Dang" On the other hand, after the silver essence shield directly collided with hundreds of jet black flying arrows, there was a crisp sound.

Every time a flying arrow landed on the silver shield, Sun Mingzeng could clearly feel the backlash of bursts of power.

Moreover, these flying arrows have a sufficient advantage in quantity, one after another, in an endless stream. Before the power carried by the previous flying arrow has been completely eliminated, the following one has already collided again.

Although the silver shield can block the sharpness of the flying arrow itself, it can only withstand about half of the power, and the remaining half needs to be directly borne by the monk's body.

Therefore, in the first close contact between the two fifth-level foundation-building monks, Sun Mingzeng was completely at a disadvantage.

Especially just judging from the surface of the battle, relying on the silver shield for passive defense is completely powerless to fight back.

Hundreds of flying arrows were like a burst of dense raindrops, acting directly on the body of the Silver Essence Shield. By the time everything was eliminated, this high-quality spiritual weapon had already developed numerous cracks.

A newly obtained second-level high-grade spiritual weapon was completely scrapped in the first battle, and it also created a new speed.

"The flying arrows sent by fellow Taoist are of high quality and taste good. How about trying the essence sprayed into the gourd?" Sun Mingzeng had a cruel smile on his face.

Regarding the silver shield that had been completely destroyed in the battle and the damage caused by the raging power of thunder, the appearance has almost turned into completely black skin. Only when smiling, a pair of teeth are white and flawless. .

The flying knife gourd that had been beating above his head, almost at the moment Sun Mingzeng finished speaking, a dazzling but aqua-blue light suddenly erupted from the mouth of the gourd, which was only as thick as a thumb.

After this ray of light left the shackles of the Flying Knife Gourd, it instantly crossed the void and disappeared completely in one jump. When it reappeared, it was already close to the abdomen and chest of the fifth-level robber monk.

No one can doubt the power contained in this seemingly simple light.

At this point, the monk's face showed a look of fear for the first time, but this ray of light really appeared too quickly, far beyond the scope that a monk in the middle stage of foundation building should have.

This experienced robber monk only had time to barely block it with an earth-yellow defensive light shield.

"Collapse" It's a pity that this temporary light shield is obviously far from enough before Sun Mingzeng's carefully prepared special move. As soon as it comes into contact, there is a crisp sound immediately, and it turns into a stream of light and completely collapses. .

Mainly white with blue light in between, it directly pierced the abdomen of the robber monk and suddenly exploded. Under the impact of this force, the entire body was completely destroyed and turned into pieces of blood.

Only one head was successfully preserved under the reluctant control of Sun Mingzeng. This was according to the requirements of the monks from the Hundred Medicine Valley, as a mark left after killing the enemy, and could be exchanged for loot after the battle.

Of course, he also never gave up on the monk's storage bag. He immediately put it into his bag under the pull of magic power.

According to the requirements of Baiyao Valley, only by killing three foundation-building monks can one redeem a sealed box.

But the storage bags on these robbers were unquestionable trophies, and he firmly believed that these robbers with their knife-tips licking blood must have carried all valuable spiritual objects with them and stored them in their storage bags.

These guys live in small groups by plundering. In addition to the caravans that come to trade on the grasslands, some relatively weak tribes are also one of their targets.

All the robber members are temporary, and a few core members do not have too much trust in each other. The purpose of gathering together is just to obtain more loot.

No matter from any aspect, they will not give the trophies they risked their lives to others for safekeeping in vain.

Sun Mingzeng used the flying knife gourd to catch them off guard and kill two monks in the middle stage of foundation building.

A pair of eyes will choose the appropriate target in the remaining battle, and the third mid-stage foundation-building monk must be killed.

The three late-stage foundation-building monks from Baiyao Valley have been steadily gaining the upper hand by relying on their endless methods and their own combat effectiveness.

Especially the leader of the ninth-level foundation-building monk, not only was he not at a disadvantage when one against three, but he actually killed a robber.

Of course, in the entire battle, the number of people guarding the side was at a disadvantage after all. There were victories and defeats. Three monks had already fallen into a pool of blood.

At this time, a grinning mid-stage foundation-building monk at the back of the caravan had just won.