Mortal Cultivation: I Have a Mirror of Absurdity

Chapter 66 66 Yuan Yao

The black air blades all over the sky struck like a torrential rain on the milky white light shield.

‘Ding’ ‘Ding’ ‘Dang’ ‘Dang’……

The milky white light shield was extremely tough. When the black air blade struck it, it immediately made a continuous metallic impact sound. Although it caused countless ripples on the light shield, it did not damage the shield at all.

Obviously the bone umbrella shield is powerful and exceeds the attack power of the black air blade.

Instead, the black air blades shattered one after another and turned into balls of black demonic energy again, which were directly dispersed by Wang Geng with several punches.

"what!"

A soft cry came from the black magic cloud, and it was a young man in brocade robes lamenting the powerful shield of the ancient bone umbrella treasure.

Seeing that the black demonic energy was unable to perform any feats, the young man in golden robe opened his mouth again, and shot out seven colorful flying knives. After circling several times above his head, with the right hand of the young man in golden robe, he turned into seven streams of light and roared towards Wang Geng. Come.

These seven flying knives are obviously a set of magic weapons, and their power cannot be underestimated.

Wang Geng immediately clenched his right hand into a fist and fired out two mountain-moving punches of light. At the same time, five rays of light were shot out from the five fingers of his left hand, flying in front of him.

Two muffled sounds of 'bang' and 'bang' came immediately, and two mountain-moving fist lights hit a stream of light respectively, causing the two flying knives to stop in mid-air.

When the other five streaks of light flew to a distance of more than ten feet, Wang Geng immediately sent the five streaks of light to swarm up and wrap around their respective targets.

The speed of the five light threads is extremely fast, far exceeding that of ordinary magic weapons. However, the five flowing lights on the opposite side are not only extremely fast, but also extremely agile. Within a few flashes, only two flying knives were entangled in the light threads, and the other three flowing lights actually passed by. The light thread struck the bone umbrella shield.

The milky white shield immediately deformed sharply several times, and then rippled in circles.

Obviously, it is because of the strong spiritual consciousness of the young man in robes, which is a bit more than Wang Geng, that he can master the magic weapon of the seven flying knives so that even the light threads transformed by the divine light of the earth cannot catch them, and these flying knives can't catch them. The power of the sword magic weapons is astonishing, even the ancient bone umbrella treasure is a bit difficult to withstand.

"what!"

"what!"

Two exclamations came from Wang Geng and the young man in brocade robes respectively.

Wang Geng was surprised by the power of his opponent's method.

The young man in brocade robes was surprised to find that after the two flying knives were entangled in the divine light of the earth, no matter how hard he tried to move them, they only buzzed continuously and could not move at all.

The next moment, Wang Geng mobilized his magic power to use the two light threads to pull the two flying knives hard towards the hill above his head, trying to pull them into the true earth-transforming divine light.

The young man in the golden robe immediately understood Wang Geng's intention. When he felt something was not going well, he immediately turned his five flying knives into five streams of light to attack him with burning eyes. At the same time, he condensed countless air blades in the black magic cloud, and cooperated with them. He struck at Wang Geng with his flying knife.

With the experience last time, Wang Geng no longer worried about the black air blade this time. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched the five streams of light one after another, while using the other three light threads to capture them.

With scruples in his heart, the young man in brocade robes became more careful when wielding the flying sword magic weapon. Although Wang Geng did not catch it, it was difficult to break through the defense of the light silk and hit the bone umbrella shield.

After a moment, two rays of light, under the command of Wang Geng, forcibly pulled two flying knives into the yellow light on the Earth Mother Mountain.

The two flying knives then each whined, and then their spiritual light dimmed in the divine light of transformation, and they seemed to have become two pieces of waste.

After pulling the two flying knives into the divine light of transformation, the two light threads immediately joined the battle group again, and under the command of Wang Geng, they rounded up the other five streams of light.

At this time, five streams of light buzzed several times, then rose into the sky, and returned to the young man in brocade robes one after another.

It turned out that the young man in the golden robe saw Wang Geng's powerful light thread and no longer dared to risk his life magic weapon.

"Who are you? What kind of magical power is that yellow light?"

After the young man in brocade robes was silent for a moment, he suddenly put away the black magic cloud outside his body and asked with confusion on his face.

"Who are you? Why do you dare to chase me?"

Wang Geng did not answer the other party, but asked in a joking manner.

When the young man in brocade robe heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he was obviously a little angry, but then he thought of something again, so he suppressed his anger and said:

"I, the young master of Qingyang Clan, am a direct descendant of Master Sanyang. Is there anything I dare not do among the monks of the same level in this chaotic sea of ​​stars?"

"Young Master of Qingyang Clan! Isn't he the unlucky mortal who died at the hands of Yuan Yao? Could it be that the woman in black next to him is..."

Wang Geng suddenly felt relieved when he thought of the woman in black's peerless appearance that was no less beautiful than Zi Ling.

Yes, among mortals, only Yuan Yao is as beautiful as Zi Ling.

And the other of the two women is naturally Yuan Yao's good sister Yanli.

"Your Excellency, this young master is asking you something!"

While Wang Geng was recalling the story of the mortals, the young man in the golden robe could not hold back his anger.

"I have no comment!"

Wang Geng rolled his eyes and glanced at the other person. With just one sentence, the young man in brocade robes was so angry that his face was green and covered with frost. Then he gritted his teeth and said with an expression as if he wanted to choose the person he wanted to devour:

"伱!..."

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Since Your Excellency refuses to say anything, it's no wonder that this young master has killed me."

The young man in brocade robes already hated Wang Geng. Before he finished speaking, he reached for the storage bag on his waist. After a flash of inspiration, a crystal-clear and round green projectile appeared in his palm, and then he raised his eyes fiercely. Look, he threw it towards Wang Geng.

"Green Fire Thunder!"

As early as when the young man in brocade robes took out the green projectile, Wang Geng thought of this treasure and knew that it was comparable to the power of the Yuanyang fire of the Yuanying monk, so he hurriedly used the Feiyu magic weapon to retreat quickly and towards the Qing Huolei fired several punches of light, trying to knock it away, and at the same time placed the five light threads in his left hand in front of him to protect himself.

The green fire thunder was extremely fast after being thrown. It surpassed the fist light in a flash. When it reached a range of more than ten feet, Wang Geng just wanted to wrap five light threads around it, and the green fire thunder suddenly exploded. Already.

Wang Geng only saw a flash of green light in front of his eyes. After hearing a "boom", he could hear nothing with his ears. Then a powerful heat flow hit, first hitting the bone umbrella shield, and then After barely resisting for a while, with a 'pop' sound, the bone umbrella shield actually shattered, and the heat flow that had weakened a lot hit Wang Geng.

Wang Geng only felt a burning sensation coming from him, and then he was thrown out more than ten feet by the powerful energy.

When Wang Geng managed to straighten up, he only felt nauseous and dizzy, and his whole body ached. Then his throat was blocked by a mouthful of blood. After he spat out the blood, the dizziness and nausea were relieved a lot.

When he looked around again, Wang Geng found that his clothes were torn, his body was covered in bruises, and his body had suffered moderate internal injuries. The ancient bone umbrella treasure had long been shattered into pieces.

Fortunately, the ancient treasure of the Bone Umbrella blocked most of the power of the Green Fire Thunder, allowing Wang Geng to survive smoothly.

"Ha ha ha ha………"

Seeing Wang Geng's embarrassment, the young man in brocade robes laughed wildly, looking very satisfied.

Just when Wang Geng was frowning and thinking hard about countermeasures, an accident suddenly happened.

Yuan Yao and Yanli, who were beside the young man in the golden robe, suddenly attacked together. Each of them used a black nail-shaped vaginal instrument to pierce the young man in the golden robe's Dantian and temple respectively, firmly nailing the latter's soul. and golden elixir.

Facing the sneak attack so close at hand, the young man in brocade robes was obviously defenseless. When he discovered that his body was seriously damaged and that his soul and golden elixir could no longer be separated from his body, it was already too late. Before he died, he waved his hand in despair. Shoots a green light towards Yuan Yao and Yanli.

Just when the green light was about to reach her, Yanli suddenly pushed Yuan Yao away and chose to bear the blow of the green light alone.

Yanli's choice saved Yuan Yao, but after she screamed in pain, a bloody arrow spurted out of her mouth and flew backwards.

Only then did Yuan Yao belatedly exclaim, and hurriedly drove up the Dunguang to catch up and pick up Yanli's already limp body.

"Senior sister! Senior sister!"

Yuan Yao's voice was urgent and shrill, full of anxiety, but he soon discovered that Yanli's body was severely damaged and her breath was weak.

"Senior sister, how are you doing? Can your soul still leave your body?"

Seeing that Yanli didn't respond, Yuan Yao hurriedly called the former's soul to come out of her body.

How could a mere foundation-building monk be able to deal the death blow of the pill-forming monk? The beautiful body was about to lose its vitality.

(End of this chapter)