My Marriage Practice Life

Chapter 61 Is This Cultivator So Afraid of Death?
There is only one official road from Taiping Town to Dongluo City, but if you don't mind the trouble and are willing to take a long detour to the south, you can take another small road.

If you go to Dongluo City from this trail, you need to pass through a dense forest. There are many tigers and leopards in the mountains. There are not many people walking, and it is safer.

Shangguan Hongyu chose to take this path in order to stagger with the people from the five factions of Dongluo.

But she did not expect that this official road was also ambushed by someone.

There are no fewer than a few dozen people in the mountains and forests, all of whom are members of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

They all looked relaxed, and they had obviously been waiting for a long time.

Shangguan Hongyu was not very surprised.

This time, the Wanbaolou caravan traveled through several cities, and they were quite wealthy. She would not let this opportunity pass by easily.

A fierce battle is inevitable.

Shangguan Hongyu's expression suddenly became serious: "Get ready."

Before she could finish her sentence, a thunderbolt fell from her head.

Rumble!
Shangguan Hongyu didn't panic in the slightest, she wiped her willow waist, threw a cold light, and cut the thunder beads that were still erupting in half, and fell towards the woods on both sides.

crackling.

The blue lightning flashed, and all the trees in the forest were split into balls of scorched wood by the lightning.

"Combine!"

Shangguan Hongyu ordered loudly.

The disciples of Zhujian Villa formed a five-cornered formation, and each threw a triangular flag into the ground.

Soon a sky-blue light curtain floated out from the formation flag, protecting everyone present in the middle.

"This is a five-talent defense formation." Lin Hanying, who was at the end of the team, recognized the origin of this formation at a glance, and whispered: "My husband, be careful. The smaller the range of this formation, the stronger the defense ability. If we maintain such a range now, I’m afraid we won’t be able to prevent it for long.”

With a sister-in-law who knows formations by his side, Wei Junjie instantly felt a lot more relieved. He immediately stopped his thoughts, concentrated his mind, and stared at the battle situation ahead.

"Five talents formation?" Jiang Lanqing sneered, she waved her big hand, and all the monks behind her understood, each took out a talisman, bent down and slapped it on the ground.

Immediately, a stone horse made of dozens of mudstones appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

Numerous stone horses neighed like giant beasts, crashed to the ground, and rushed towards Shangguan Hongyu and his party.

Bang bang bang!

These stone horses collided with the blue light shield without hesitating their lives, and broke into pieces of rocks.

Each one had a mighty force, causing the blue light shield to crumble.

However this is just the beginning.

After the first wave ended, seeing that the formation had not been broken, the second batch of stone horses quickly took shape, and then broke the formation.

After three times in a row,
The Wucai Formation couldn't hold on, and the blue light curtain shattered like glass.

Shangguan Hongyu didn't just sit still, she soared into the air a moment before the formation was shattered, threw out a sword light, and went straight to Jiang Lanqing.

"The sword cultivator who established the foundation!"

Jiang Lanqing narrowed his eyes, not daring to be careless.

She took out a yellow gourd, and billows of black smoke gushed from the mouth of the gourd, mixed with lightning flashes.

Jian Guang fell into the black smoke, and suddenly disappeared without a trace like a mud cow into the sea.

Jiang Lanqing laughed and said, "Your sword is not bad, so I will accept it."

Shangguan Hongyu found that her spirit sword had lost its sense, and her face turned pale.

The opponent is holding a magic weapon, and she is not an opponent at all.

"Okay, this banquet is finally about to start." Jiang Lanqing covered her mouth and laughed tremblingly.

The middle-aged monk sitting in the carriage hurriedly stood up and asked sharply: "Your Excellency, you must be our enemy? Do you know the consequences of attacking the Wanbaolou caravan?"

"Heh." The demon cultivators sneered, paying no heed to the middle-aged monk's warning.

They are all out to grab opportunities, and they are afraid of threats.

After the formation was broken, the demon cultivators rushed in directly.

Jiang Lanqing urged: "Not a single male cultivator will be left, and the female cultivator will wait for me to cripple her hands and feet, and let you play with her to take away her vitality."

"Elder sister is refreshing."

After hearing Jiang Lanqing's promise, many demon cultivators rushed to kill like chicken blood.

Their eyes were full of greed.

Demon monks generally live in remote places, and their lives are poor.

In addition, the practice of the magic way is very cruel.

Live in a depressive environment for many years.

Once the opportunity to vent comes, the demon cultivator who has been suppressed for a long time will explode extremely violently.

While producing great destructive power, they will also have great desire for women and opportunities.

If you can't be satisfied in time, you will easily get backlash.

Jiang Lanqing knew the truth, so he deliberately indulged.

"Fellow Daoist Ziwen, don't you want to try?" Jiang Lanqing joked to the male cultivator beside him with a smile: "I see that the female cultivators at the back all have very good looks and figures, do you want me to help you get them?" , let you play with it?"

"The female monk's body is very strong, enough for you to play with for a long time."

Wang Ziwen licked his lips and said with a smile: "Don't bother fellow Daoist Jiang. These are monks from Taiping Town, and I can handle them."

The monks in Taiping Town only reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, and their whereabouts are still unknown.

He is afraid of birds.

After finishing speaking, he turned into an afterimage and rushed up, and rushed to the end of the line in a flash.

Wang Ziwen held five palms in vain, and a deadly awl appeared in his hand out of thin air, and stabbed fiercely towards Wei Junjie.

He could see that this person had quite a relationship with the three women.

If he didn't deal with it, it would be difficult for him to deal with those female cultivators beside him with peace of mind.

hum!
The moment the deadly awl touched the opponent, he saw a golden light and shadow on the opponent's body, blocking his deadly awl.

"Vajra Talisman!"

Wang Ziwen was quite surprised.

Unexpectedly, this person was cautious and took precautions in advance.

It's a pity that his death cone is designed to break through these defensive talismans.

It's just a Vajra Talisman.

He sharpened his strength.

The death-death awl burst out with black light, easily breaking the Vajra Talisman.

This life-killing awl was cast from a special lightning stone, which could paralyze the limbs of a monk.

Once he succeeds, even the monks at the ninth level of Qi Refining will have to collapse to the ground and let him slaughter him.

He can already imagine it.

Waiting for this male cultivator to fall to the ground, watching him play with his female companion, his expression must be very exciting.

hum!
Another golden light flashed, as well as the Vajra Talisman.

Wang Ziwen was stunned.

Did he stack two layers of Vajra Talisman?

Wang Ziwen kept silent, and continued to urge the killing awl in his hand to break the talisman.

hum!
Or the Vajra Talisman? !

Wang Ziwen is numb.

What kind of monk is this, how did he stack so many layers of Vajra Talisman in a short while?

But at this time, he has already started, but there is no turning back.

Wang Ziwen walked all the way to Hei, continued to press the death-killing awl, and broke through five layers of Vajra Talismans in a row.

Just when he thought he was going to succeed, a breast shield appeared and stopped his killing awl.

Wang Ziwen was dumbfounded by this.

Is this monk so afraid of death?
But for a monk born in a small town, judging by his experience, this kind of defense is already the limit.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Ziwen pulled out a bone knife engraved with special patterns, and slashed away.

With this blow, his Qi Refining Level [-] cultivation base was fully activated.

The lines on the bone knife bloomed with brilliance, and under the strong spiritual power, they all began to tremble faintly, full of excitement.

The cultivation base of the ninth level of Qi refining is already the top in Taiping Town, he doesn't believe that the monk in front of him can still survive!
boom!
(End of this chapter)