Battle of the Roads

Chapter 24 Fighting the Strong Enemy

Seeing the black-clothed monk approaching his direction, Fang Zhe couldn't help but frowned. He met a strange monk in the wilderness, and it was a monk who was taller than himself. For any monk, Neither is a good thing.

More importantly, the black-clothed monk in front of him obviously has a purpose. Otherwise, if the Luoxian Mountain Range is so big, he would not come to this snow peak. Even if he came to Xue Peak, the area of ​​this snow peak It's not too small, and he won't come directly to where he is.

Fang Zhe didn't think that it was the man who had discovered his traces, so he came here. Obviously, he should be the same as himself, and he came to Xuefeng for a purpose.

Maybe his purpose is the same as his own, and he is also a nine-star Scorpio, or maybe it is another purpose.

However, no matter what the situation is, it is not good news for Fang Zhe.

After the black-clothed cultivator gradually approached, he quickly discovered the strangeness of the valley where the Demon Soul Grass was located.

This is not because he found Fang Zhe who was already hiding in the formation, but because he discovered the trace of the formation.

What Fang Zhe arranged in this small valley is exactly the array he used to guard the cave in the past: the bull formation, this formation is not known for its concealment, but a comprehensive formation with various magical powers Some, but none strong.

It is not a big problem for its hidden powers to hide monsters of the third level and below. If it wants to hide human monks in the late stage of Qi training, and it is a close-range late-stage Qi training monk, the possibility is infinitely equal to zero.

After the black-clothed monk noticed the traces of the formation, his handsome face showed a trace of doubt, but he quickly reacted, and directly raised a small black flag with his hand. The small flag quickly rose against the wind, and then sprayed Out of the black mist, he condensed into a black flying sword in his body.

The black sword transformed from the black mist quietly floated in front of him, and not long after, the monk in black yelled softly: "Go!"

The next moment, the black sword disappeared in place, but upon closer inspection, it had already flown to the edge of the bull formation. The attack of the black sword quickly aroused the defensive effectiveness of the bull formation.

Suddenly, there was a ripple in the air in front of the black sword, and the protective shield of the bull formation had been activated.

The black-clothed monk seemed to recognize this kind of formation, and immediately said to himself: "Brave bull formation!"

Immediately, the black-clothed cultivator sneered: "Fellow Taoists inside, come out, otherwise, Zhao will be impolite. Don't think that you can stop Zhao with just a bull formation!"

After all, he also released all the mana fluctuations. After Fang Zhe in the formation felt the mana fluctuations of the monk in black, his face became even uglier. This is the spiritual pressure that only monks who practice Qi training can have.

Fang Zhe has come into contact with not a few monks in recent years, and he has also seen some monks in the foundation building stage, and he has come into contact with many monks in the late stage of Qi training.

The black-clothed monk in front of him is absolutely impossible to be a senior monk in the foundation-building period, because if the black-clothed monk is a foundation-building monk, he can destroy his bull formation with a single blow without unnecessary nonsense. Killing Fang Zhe would not be much more difficult than crushing an ant.

At the same time, this black-clothed monk is not an ordinary late-stage Qi training monk, because the mana fluctuations on his body are stronger than all the late-stage Qi training monks Fang Zhe has seen before.

Therefore, the black-clothed monk in front of him can only be a monk who has completed Qi training. He is only one step away from establishing a foundation, and he is the highest-level existence in the Qi training period.

Even though Fang Zhe didn't understand why the black-clothed monk in front of him wanted to attack him actively, he guessed that he was blocking some of his goals.

Or simply: I was just unlucky to meet him!
In the wilderness, especially in treasure hunting places, sometimes life and death struggles between monks need no reason at all. It is common to kill each other and seize the other's spirit stones and treasures for one's own cultivation.The loser loses all his wealth, including his life, while the winner can go further on the road of cultivation.

No matter what the reason is for the other party to attack me, it is not important to worry about these now, the most important thing is: how should I face it?

It is naturally impossible to withdraw from the barbaric formation and go out to meet each other. At that time, the other party is very likely to kill him. No matter how likely this is, Fang Zhe has never had the habit of letting others control his life.

At this time, the black-clothed monks outside the formation frowned for a moment looking at the bull formation, and then looked back at the sky, revealing a hint of fear.

After a while, I saw the black-clothed monk took a deep breath, and then saw that he was already showing his face, and then said: "In that case, I want to see how long you can hold out!"

After all, he had already urged the black sword transformed from the black mist to gallop towards the bull formation again, and then there were loud noises from the protective cover of the bull formation.

With the opponent's attack, the spirit stones on the bull formation plate are also rapidly consumed. Judging from the opponent's cultivation base, if he is allowed to attack for a while, the bull formation will be broken.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhe hurriedly added spirit stones to the bull formation to prevent the spirit energy of the spirit stones from being consumed.

On the other hand, he also sacrificed the white jade fan, and then shot out a series of white lights, which passed through the protective cover, and then flew straight to the monk in black.

It's just that this level of attack is obviously not very effective for the black friars, and the black friars have not relaxed their attacks at all.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Zhe gritted his teeth, looking at the protective cover of the bull formation, which was already very weak, as if it was about to be shattered at any time. Fang Zhe gritted his teeth, and then took a breath. There were already five more talismans in his hand. These five talisman styles They are the same, and glowing red, and one of the talismans is obviously different from the other talismans.

Of the five talismans, four of them are fake fire crow talismans that Fang Zhe refined himself, but one of them is a middle-level talisman fire crow talisman that Fang Zhe bought after spending a huge amount of spiritual stones.

"I didn't expect that I would use this middle-level talisman so soon!" Fang Zhe looked at the fire crow talisman with obvious reluctance on his face. These were the only two middle-level talismans he had. His life-saving means at the bottom of the box.

But in this situation, if you don't come out, it may be difficult to escape, and you may even fall.

Through the protective cover, Fang Zhe saw that the monk in black was still manipulating the black sword transformed from black mist to attack the formation, and the formation was already crumbling.

The friar in black looked at the increasingly thin protective shield, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and thought to himself: The people inside have blocked me for so long, and almost let him spoil my big business.But fortunately, it shouldn't take long to break through this formation, and I should still have enough time to complete that matter!

Just, I hope they don't come after them so quickly!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back at the sky behind him again. It seemed that there was something in the clear and empty sky that made him extremely afraid. Just looking at the void could make him show a look of fear.

The bull formation's protective cover is getting weaker and thinner, and when it seems that the formation can be broken with the last blow, there is a sound from the formation that has not made a sound: "I hope you have enough treasures on you! "

After Fang Zhe's voice fell, a terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly came from the barbaric bull formation, and immediately after that, four fire crows the size of a washbasin could be seen swooping out of the formation.

"Fire crow? Intermediate talisman?" Even if the black-clothed monk has no experience, he can still know from the appearance of the fire crow: This is either the fire crow technique performed by the monks in the foundation establishment period, or the middle-level magic weapon that has sealed the fire crow technique. No matter what kind of talisman it is, it is not something that a monk in the Qi training period can resist.

Facing the mid-level talisman that is equivalent to the power of a foundation-building monk, if there is no corresponding mid-level defense talisman to fight against, or there is no other special life-saving magical power, it is absolutely impossible for the monk in the qi training period to be able to stop it. , even the Dzogchen monks practicing Qi training are the same.

What made him even more desperate was that there was not one fire crow that flew over, but four in total. Who was the person inside? Could it be some genius disciple who was loved by the elders?Otherwise, how could there be so many middle-level talismans.

Facing the middle-level talisman, he didn't dare to neglect at all. The small black flag in front of him quickly spewed out a large cloud of black mist. He even bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The black mist and essence The blood quickly formed shields the size of a foot, and then surrounded him.

As soon as he finished all this, the four fire crows had already flew in front of him, and the next moment, the four fire crows rushed towards him from multiple directions.

Just when the black-clothed monk thought that his life was not long, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his shield actually successfully stopped the four fire crows.

"Haha, the sky never stops me, I'm ashamed to take out such a superficial thing, I'll take your soul out later...!" The black-clothed cultivator surnamed Zhao laughed out loud, his face full of excitement. Madness!

At this time, Fang Zhe looked at the black-clothed monk quietly, and the fifth fire crow that he just sacrificed was already pounced on the black-clothed monk!
Watching the Fire Crow pounce on the black-clothed monk, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth!
(End of this chapter)