Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 258 Breaking the formation and snatching (please subscribe, please collect)
With the passage of time, with the consumption of each attack, the essence of the spirit sword and sword energy is also in a state of continuous decline.

At this time, less than half of its peak state is left, and a fire swallow has just appeared in its peak state, and the power that erupts from each self-explosion is a one-time sacrifice.

It is precisely under the balance of these so-called various factors that every time a fire swallow explodes, it will take away a spirit sword body.

As for the sword energy that followed, it was naturally also impossible to persist, and it also disappeared completely like a streak of wind and candles turning into a little bit of starlight.

At the beginning, the number of spirit swords summoned by the Huanlingmen monks was limited. Whenever a spirit sword disappeared, the energy contained in the sword rain was in a state of a precipitous decline.

Each attacking spirit sword, in addition to having three sword qi, is also the source of the surrounding spiritual energy in the entire sword rain.

Whenever a spirit sword disappears without a trace with a sound of self-explosion, it is like snatching the foundation of Jian Yu.

"I didn't expect that one day, these flying swallow charms, which were originally only used for auxiliary purposes, would become the key to breaking the game." Seeing this scene, Sun Mingsheng showed joy on his face, and he would not give up the opportunity contained in it.

Twelve fire flame beads sprayed out, each turning into a stream of light, directly collided with the flying spirit sword, and carried out the most primitive wear and tear.

Sun Mingzeng, who had been in a state of passive defense because of the massive consumption of mana in his dantian, after seeing this scene, naturally understood the meaning of it, like a flash of light, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and a bright red kept surging.

The flying knife gourd that had been hidden in the dantian wobbled above his head like an alcoholic who had been drunk for a long time and couldn't control himself.

Accompanied by Sun Mingzeng's input of the last pure magic power, the gourd was opened again, and a strong spiritual power spurted out, and the three flying blades took shape again, turning into a stream of light and rushing into the few remaining spirit swords. The next five divides two, and Quigulaxiu completely destroyed several spirit swords.

Flying blades of the same quality, when the spirit sword first appeared, formed a confrontational situation, but now they easily occupy an absolute dominant position. This shows the gap caused by the quality of the spirit sword itself.

"Ming Sheng, these big formations of the sect are not as simple as they appear on the surface, and there is such a violent way to kill them together, and they are only one step away from running out of mana and can't resist it." Sun Mingzeng's face was pale, still showing a look of fear.

After barely sacrificing the last three flying blades, the mana in the dantian was exhausted, and it was only the strength of the physical body that could stand firmly.

"Although I took some risks, it is all the gains in the end. As long as I continue to win a head in the follow-up battle, it will be considered as the completion of the agreement with Yushoumen." This is the focus of Sun Mingsheng's attention.

"It's a pity that this fellow Taoist is just a poor ghost with a small pocket. Apart from some elixir to help heal injuries and restore mana, he has nothing on his body." Sun Mingzeng finished packing the storage bag that fell on the ground very skillfully, All loot is also divided into two.

The brothers settled accounts clearly, and the distribution of spoils must be fair. This is also a solid foundation for the continuation of the tacit cooperation between the two.

"The strength of the Huanlingmen cultivator is more than that of the Butterfly Spirit Insect. It's just that he has never had the opportunity to truly display it in this big formation. Isn't it a normal state to not have a long body?" Sun Mingsheng was not at all surprised.

In fact, any monk who is willing to go further on the road of practice will consume almost endless spiritual things.

But if any useful spiritual things come into the hands, they will be refined and transformed into their own strength in the first time.

Only some monks who have given up their own path of cultivation and put all their hopes on the juniors will do everything possible to accumulate the spiritual things in their pockets little by little.

If you want to gain everything in the interception battle, it is only possible to meet this kind of monk.

In fact, Sun Mingsheng and Sun Mingzeng are the same, most of the time the storage bag is kept empty.

"Bang rumbling" between the two of them talking and hastily refining and recovering the mana and panacea, there was a loud noise above their heads, and the Nine Palaces, Eight Trigrams and Hundred Immortals Formation that trapped them was in constant shaking. A series of arm-thick cracks emerged one after another.

A gigantic giant sword with bursts of cold light flashed from top to bottom, slashing fiercely at the top of the already scattered mask.

"Kacha" this giant sword is like the last straw that overwhelms the camel. The formation mask, which was already at the end of its strength, could no longer hold on, turning into streamers of light and escaping to the surroundings.

"This is the power that a monk should have. This is the real ancestor of Jindan. Only they are qualified to decide the final result of a battle. After all, we are just clowns." Under the shock of this sword Now, not only did Sun Mingsheng not have the slightest fear, but his eyes were shining brightly.

Through this sword, I have a firmer understanding of the future path, and the Taoist heart in my heart through this sword will not be shaken by foreign objects in the future.

Of course, this sword is also deeply engraved in his mind and he cannot extricate himself. Perhaps only in the future when his own cultivation breaks through the shackles and condenses the golden core, can he truly understand the mystery of it.

"Mingsheng, the big formation has been broken. It's time for us to search for spiritual objects. Don't hesitate, don't miss the opportunity." Sun Mingzeng is like a reincarnation of an evil ghost, with a greedy green light in his red eyes , staring at Baosi Lingshan who had revealed her true colors.

"As expected of a third-level high-grade spiritual mountain, with such a rich spiritual power, if one can cultivate here, within ten years, one can advance to the middle stage of foundation establishment." Sun Mingsheng subconsciously chose to always focus on his own cultivation.

It's just that this sentence seems a bit petty compared to a land that has lost the blessing of a large formation, but allows a group of monks to come and snatch the third-level top-grade Lingshan.

In particular, this place is the home of a sect that has been passed down for more than [-] years. For monks from small families, it is like a beggar entering Baoshan.

"Brother, although the protective array of the Phantom Spirit Gate is broken, the sect's strength still exists. If we rush into it rashly, we will perish here in all likelihood." Sun Mingsheng rolled his eyes. Lan Guang couldn't control his own Sun Mingzeng.

It was in this short period of time that at least a dozen rays of light rushed into Baosi Lingshan, heading straight to some places with particularly strong spiritual power on the Lingshan.

Most of these places with abundant spiritual energy are well-managed and orderly inheritance of elixir gardens, or important growth points of other resources.

(End of this chapter)