Palm fairy garden

Chapter 50

"boom!!"

The violent explosion stirred up waves several feet high on the surface of the lake.

The sword and shield paper figurines flew out one after another, and immediately after that, waves hit their faces.

"do you died?"

Because she was in the formation, Mu Qingwan couldn't see the real situation, so she could only look at Su Ming.

But at this moment, Su Ming frowned.

The Ghost Mother Bodhisattva, who was besieged by 23 paper puppets and 28 paper arrows, did not die.

In the center of the lake, the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva slowly floated into the air from the lake water, and the water stains on her body were instantly evaporated by the true essence.

In front of him, a small golden sword floated vividly.

The aura of this small golden sword was so strong that Su Ming and Mu Qingyan felt palpitations even through thick fog.

"Amulet!"

Mu Qingyan's complexion changed suddenly, "No, the aura of the talisman won't be so weak, it's a broken talisman!"

Mu Qingyan said categorically.

Su Ming was shocked when he heard the word Fu Bao.

The so-called talisman means that the Jindan cultivator seals the power of his magic weapon into the talisman through special means.

Compared with ordinary spell magic talismans, the power of talisman treasures is many times greater.

If it is a normal talisman, its power is even more powerful than that of a second-tier high-grade magic weapon used by a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment.

But the small golden sword in Ghost Mother Bodhisattva's hand is obviously just a broken version.

Even so, the aura emanating from this talisman far surpassed the skull Buddha bead in his hand.

Su Ming's decisive blow was actually directly broken by his talisman.

Not only that, but Su Ming's 23 sword and shield puppets all suffered injuries of varying severity.

Su Ming quickly recalled the sword and shield paper figurine and let him enter the Hall of Immortals to recover.

At the same time, order the bow and arrow puppet to continue to attack.

"Swipe!"

A sharp arrow shot out quickly and disappeared in the white fog.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

There were explosions one after another, but in the formation, none of the explosions could be heard too far, and they were blocked by the Five Elements Trapped Dragon Formation.

But Su Ming, the array controller, could clearly sense that without the harassment of the paper figurines with swords and shields, the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva was much more comfortable dealing with the attacks of the paper figurines with bows and arrows.

It was only from time to time that a few sharp arrows pierced through the defense of the skeleton magic weapon, so he used small golden arrows to block one or two.

a time.

The scene was deadlocked, falling into a war of attrition.

After a while, the sword and shield puppet returned to its original state and joined the war of attrition.

Fighting to consume, Su Ming, with the backing of all the fairy palaces, is of course not afraid, but the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva looked at the golden little sword whose aura was dimming, and a tinge of pain flashed across his face.

He obviously didn't want to spend any more time with Su Ming.

"Break it for me!"

I saw the ghost mother and Bodhisattva pointing at each other into swords and pointing towards the sky.

Su Ming immediately understood the other party's plan, a puppet with a sword and shield jumped forward with all his strength, using his body as a shield to block the path that the little golden sword must pass.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a violent explosion.

Five paper figurines with knives and shields were pierced through their shields and chests by the small golden sword.

Five paper puppets were destroyed in a row, Su Ming's expression did not change at all, because he saw that the little golden sword was also at the end of its strength.

But what he didn't expect was that even the small golden sword at the end of its strength could still penetrate the light curtain of the second-order five-element trapped dragon formation with one sword.

It's just that after penetrating through the formation light curtain, the little golden sword lost its last strength and dissipated directly into the air.

Seeing that the dense fog above his head had lightened, Ghost Mother Bodhisattva's face was ecstatic.

He hurriedly controlled the skull-head Buddhist bead magic weapon and rose from the sky.

"Want to run? Dream!"

Su Ming had a murderous look on his face.

As for the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva, he already had the desire to kill him.

Because he knew that Shangyang County was about to be captured by the Blood Demon Sect, once this person was let go, there would be an endless pursuit.

"Give it to me!"

I saw that a paper puppet jumped onto the hands of another paper puppet, and was thrown upwards by it. At the same time, the thrown paper puppet kicked its legs.

In this way, it flew towards the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva like a fired shell.

Ghost Mother Bodhisattva never expected that Su Ming would have such a hand.

But now that escape was imminent, he didn't care much, and flew upwards with all his strength.

"Clap!"

A paper puppet firmly grasped the ankle of the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva.

Then, the second one, and the third one!
The Ghost Mother Bodhisattva desperately stretched out her hand, watching the gradually shrinking gap in the light curtain of the formation, she screamed with all her strength: "No!!!"

"Pfft!"

A total of eleven paper puppets grabbed him and dragged him back into the lake.

This time, the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva has no cards.

The sword and shield puppet and the bow and arrow puppet went into battle, completely submerging him.

After a stick of incense.

The tattered corpse of the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva was floating on the surface of the lake.

Su Ming was still worried, so he ordered a sword and shield puppet to come forward and cut off his head, and he was completely relieved.

Mu Qingyan looked at the head of the ghost mother Bodhisattva brought back by the paper puppet, and was completely stunned.

A monk in the Qi training period jumped over the steps and beheaded a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Although it was with the help of formations and paper puppets, it was an indisputable fact that Su Ming killed the opponent with his own strength.

Due to being seriously injured, Qingyan, who was unable to fight anymore, did not help the opponent at all.

"Finally dead."

Su Ming heaved a sigh of relief, and while ordering the paper puppet to pack up the loot, he looked at Mu Qingyan, "Fairy Mu, I don't know why you were hunted down by this villain?"

heard.

Mu Qingyan told him everything about the attack on Qingshuifang City.

Hearing this result, Su Ming sighed.

Although he previously speculated that Qingshuifang City might be attacked, it was only his guess after all.

Now that the speculation has become a reality, Su Ming feels somewhat uncomfortable.

After all, Qingshuifang City was the place where he lived in this world for the longest time, but now, it was destroyed.

Mu Qingyan glanced at the silent Su Ming, cupped her hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Su, today's life-saving grace is unforgettable for Qingyan.

It's just that my master and senior brother are still fighting bloody battles in Qingshuifang City, I have to go back to find them, so let's say goodbye! "

After finishing speaking, Mu Qingyan staggered and turned around.

"What's the difference between Fairy Mu's trip and death?"

Hearing this, Mu Qingyan paused slightly, and immediately continued to walk forward firmly.

Su Ming shook his head and stopped caring about her.

What should be said and what should be done, he has said and done, everyone has their own ideas, he can neither control nor want to control.

"Pfft!"

Just when Su Ming was about to pack up the formation and leave, there was a muffled sound of falling to the ground behind him.

With a sweep of consciousness, Su Ming turned his head helplessly. Mu Qingyan's delicate body was lying on the edge of the lake like this, completely passed out.

"so troublesome."

Su Ming secretly sighed in his heart.

Immediately, he asked the paper figurine to carry Mu Qingyan into the cave.

Putting it on the stone bed where he was meditating, Su Ming's spiritual consciousness scanned her body carefully, and found that there was a wound on her calf where the evil energy of the skull magic weapon had rubbed off.

The wound was bubbling black blood, and Mu Qingyan staggered, which was also related to the wound on her calf.

Shaking his head, Su Ming tore off her skirt, revealing her smooth calf.

Afterwards, he took out the blue light sword from the storage bag, poured his true energy, and cut down the rotten flesh of the wound.

"what--"

A moan pierced the valley.

(End of this chapter)