disaster strikes

Chapter 210 Battle of the Meditation Hall
Just when the people of Hehuanzong and Lingshoushan were about to besiege and kill Yang Yuanzi, a mid-foundation cultivator.

Hey.

At the end of the road, a large area of ​​fiery red and strange colors suddenly appeared, followed by the panic and exclamation of the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain, who put away the summoned spirit beasts one after another.

Chen Mo and the others couldn't help looking at the past, and their expressions also changed drastically.

The overwhelming swarm of fire ants is overwhelmingly attacking from afar, devouring everything along the way, and the corpses left behind have become skeletons in just a short moment.

Immediately afterwards, these bones were eroded into ashes by the residual fire poison.

"My God, there are too many!"

"Run."

First, the disciples of Lingshou Mountain panicked and scattered.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect lost their colors in shock and fell into chaos.

Even Taoist Scorpio, Daoist Yulu and Fairy Goupo, who were besieging Yang Yuanzi, also gasped.

Such a huge ant colony.

Not to mention these foundation-building cultivators, even Jindan cultivators, facing such a huge ant colony, may have a narrow escape, so they can only avoid their edge.

Especially the dozens of highly poisonous flying scorpions controlled by Taoist Scorpio showed signs of getting out of control, so he hurriedly put away these spirit insects like the disciples of Qi training.

"Two fellow Taoists, I'm sorry I can't accompany you anymore."

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, he fled towards the mountain.

"hateful."

Daoist Yulu and Fairy Goupo, although they don't want to fall short, but seeing the millions of ants, each of which is more than ten centimeters in size, are approaching with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, if they don't want to be buried here with Yang Yuanzi , can only let it go.

"Heaven is not dead old man, what you have done, I will write it down!"

Yang Yuanzi's qi and blood were vain, and after putting down a harsh word, he ran away desperately and disappeared.

Along the winding mountain road, members of the Hehuan Sect came to the meditation hall and took a rest here.

Fairy Goupo stepped forward to appease everyone.

"There is a prohibition protection here, and the ant colony cannot get close. Everyone can rest here with peace of mind. Yang Yuanzi can't live in this secret place."

The meditation hall is located at a crossroads.

Sure enough, as Fairy Goupo said, after the ants approached, the meditation hall revealed a faint Buddha light, driving the ants away, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But right now.

From the other direction, a group of disciples from the Lost Valley suddenly popped out.

After discovering the ant colony, these people were also shocked and ran towards the meditation hall in a hurry, obviously wanting to avoid the ant colony through the prohibition here.

"Old Demon Yulu!!"

The leading male cultivator of the Foundation Establishment among these monks in Luoba Valley immediately let out a hysterical roar after seeing the real person Yulu, and the voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

"Come on!"

Immediately afterwards, he sacrificed a flag-shaped magic weapon, which rose to two meters, and then he held it in his hand, with a distance of nearly a hundred meters, and waved viciously at the real Yulu.

all of a sudden.

Bitter cold wind, turbulent hit.

Hint: Vitality -2.

Hint: Vitality -1.

Hint: Qi and blood...

Although the main attack direction of this Foundation Establishment cultivator was not on Chen Mo's side, he was also reminded that he was injured, which was obviously affected.

Biting cold, deep into the bone marrow, penetrating the soul.

This actually gave Chen Mo a false feeling, as if his blood was about to freeze.

His body couldn't help trembling, the reason was not just his body, but the continuous impact on his soul.

"Is this the power of Luobafeng?"

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect who had just rested for a while, in desperation, turned on the aura of body protection one after another, and sacrificed various magic weapons to fight against the Luoluogu disciples who broke into the ancestral hall.

"Hey, that person is the fallen soul layman."

It was Windtalker who approached Chen Mo and Yanying and laughed excitedly.

He is obviously quite keen on this kind of small-scale team battle, and he couldn't help but lick his lips. The income from entering the secret realm for just two days is almost worth the overall income from his previous two disaster missions. land of prosperity.

Lost soul layman?

Chen Mo couldn't help but think of some clues he had investigated before.

The female cultivator who established the foundation in Luoluogu that Daoist Yulu had picked up at the beginning was the junior sister of Layman Luohun.

With this, Master Yulu was promoted to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, but it also caused the Hehuanzong and Luopogu to fight for several years.

"Our luck is really good enough."

Chen Mo laughed at himself.

In addition to Luohun Layman, Luopo Valley also has another foundation-building female cultivator, but the number of Qi-training disciples is significantly less than that of the Acacia Sect.

"Bai Qixiu in the Luopo Valley, under the tutelage of Taoist Yumu, the three of you have accepted."

A scene that stunned the three of them appeared.

The battle broke out suddenly, and the three people who were fishing in troubled waters on the edge, hadn't set off yet, but one person approached the three of them on his own initiative and introduced himself.

He is dressed in white and holds a folding fan. He looks handsome and has an extraordinary appearance.

"Concession? Go to hell!"

Windtalker seemed quite displeased with this man's pretentious behavior, and immediately rushed forward in a rage.

Seeing this, Bai Qixiu was quite calm and composed.

Right now, the meditation hall is surrounded by fire ants, and it will take some time to leave completely. The two sides are fighting to the death because of the grievances of the elders of the sect. It can be said that each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage of Luobagu.

Firstly, the monks of the Acacia sect were obviously in poor condition.

Secondly, the space here is not big, and the downcast style lies in the huge area of ​​influence. If many brothers and sisters are constantly superimposed on each other, the power can be said to be multiplied.

The advantage of the Hehuan Sect lies in the large number of people, and the puppet is not affected by the dead environment of the secret realm.

Windtalker who rushed towards Bai Qixiu soon realized something was wrong.

The buzzing sound beside his ears made his footsteps seem a little vain.

Chen Mo and Yan Ying also looked dignified.

Although these disciples of Luobai Valley are facing different enemies, every time they launch Luobaifeng, in addition to the disciples of the Hehuan Sect who are their main targets will be affected, other people nearby will also be affected by the aftermath.

Especially those two Foundation Establishment monks.

It actually caused the monks of the Hehuan Sect who were nearly a hundred meters away to be continuously affected.

The key is that after these waves are superimposed on each other, they will not only produce blood damage, but also produce continuous mental attacks.

It's not a big problem for Chen Mo to rely on the boy's skills, but Nian Ying needs to put on a white magic shield to resist.

"I see."

After the wind whisperer approached Bai Qixiu more than ten meters away, he was slapped hard by his paper fan, and the desolate wind rushed towards him, and he immediately understood the way.

Windtalker gave him a hard look, but in the end he chose to withdraw and fly back, returning to Chen Mo and Yanying.

"Wait another 10 seconds."

Nengying signaled that his white magic shield was still cooling down, and Windtalker nodded silently.

Fairy Goupo also sensed something was wrong.

Seeing that many disciples of the Hehuan Sect were stumbling around, under the attack of Luopogu monks, they were in a mess, and they were completely suppressed by the opponent.

On the other hand, the Luobagu monks are neatly arrayed and perfectly matched with each other.

So she immediately shouted loudly.

"All the disciples obey the order, follow my golem to attack one place, and tear up their formation."

I saw that demon monk, after clasping his palms together, summoned the phantom of the golden bell again on his body surface, and immediately took the lead, rushing towards the many monks in Luoluogu.

No matter how desolate the surrounding winds are, the Admiralty remains the same.

And when he was about ten meters away from these disciples of Luoluo Valley, more and more Luopai winds hit him around him. Although Jin Zhong still exuded the aura of vajra, he also struggled to move forward and fell into a stalemate.

But behind him, there are still many Hehuan Sect disciples.

Take this opportunity.

Everyone sacrificed magic weapons one after another, which interfered with the spellcasting of the Luobagu disciples, and the scene became chaotic for a while.

"good chance!"

Seeing this, Windtalker showed joy, and at the same time noticed the white magic shield on his body, he couldn't help smiling at Ningying.

"Thanks."

Then he approached Bai Qixiu again.

There are seven true disciples of the Hehuan Sect gathered here, so he is not the only one who tries to fight in close quarters.

Bai Qixiu was also anxious about the chaos among the monks in Luopogu.

Sensing that the Wind Whisperer was approaching him again, Bai Qixiu could only lift up the true energy in his body, and after turning it into a downcast wind in his hands, he then amplified it with the paper fan magic weapon, and slapped him fiercely.

The consequences of suffering from the downcast wind head-on will first hit the power of spiritual consciousness directly, making it dizzy.

Immediately afterwards, there is the accompanying cold air, which will make the subject's body stiff.

In the end, it directly hits the soul until the three souls and seven souls are blown away. It can be said to be one of the top supernatural powers in Leilan Kingdom, and it is not inferior to other sects' unique skills.

Many people use Luobafeng together to increase the power with magic tools, and it can also produce the miraculous effect of superimposing the boosts on each other.

The Luobafeng has a huge area, and it is almost inevitable for ordinary monks.

But it is only for ordinary monks.

With a sneer on his face, Windtalker's eyes were full of violent bloodlust, and he immediately activated the D-level skill, Spinning Slash Lv7.

Spinning Slash: You need to hold a weapon with both hands, and use the high-speed rotation mode of your arms to sprint ten meters forward quickly, and cause damage to enemies along the way.

Lv4 additional attribute: Speed ​​+3 after the skill ends, lasts for 20 seconds.

Lv7 Additional Attribute: During the skill casting process, a layer of resistance aura will be formed on the body surface, which can offset the deceleration and curse effects.

The Windtalker chose to activate the physical skill, precisely relying on the Lv7 additional attribute of this skill to offset the deceleration effect of the Luoluofeng.

And the white magic shield on his body is used to resist the indirect influence of other Luoluogu monks.

For senior-level melee natural disasters.

It is almost a compulsory homework to offset various negative states and control states through small skills.

Holding daggers in both hands, Windtalker sprinted at high speed, and against the abject wind, he rushed in front of Bai Qixiu in one breath, with a set of small skill combos.

Bai Qixiu's aura of body protection suddenly dimmed a lot.

He was horrified.

Immediately, he slapped the storage bag, took out a small black shield, sacrificed it through the object control technique, and protected it tightly in front of him.

And his actions are undoubtedly the instinctive behavior of many other monks in Luoluogu, who have begun to resort to defensive magic weapons.

As such.

The power of Luobafeng superimposed on each other has undoubtedly been reduced by a large amount.

Seeing this, the upside-down demon monk had a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

He stared wide-eyed, and a Luobagu cultivator who was more than ten meters away from him screamed in surprise, and his body was sucked by him uncontrollably.

"Big smasher!"

Bang.

This Luopogu disciple couldn't even bear the blow from the upside-down demon monk. He was picked up by him and slammed to the ground, and the aura that protected his body shattered on the spot.

The body is like an exploding watermelon, scarlet flesh flying, the scene can be described as quite miserable.

(End of this chapter)