A seal of immortality

Chapter 176 Attack of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator
At this time, half of the little yellow beast's body had already burrowed into the ground, but it suddenly discovered that the originally soft ground had suddenly turned into a hard rock, which made its ground escaping technique useless.

Seeing this situation, the little yellow beast was frightened and angry, its hands, feet, head and tail were all retracted into its body, rolled into a ball, turned into a round yellow ball, and slammed into the four-color mask fiercely.

With a loud "bang", the four-color mask remained unmoved, and the yellow ball was blocked back.

But the yellow ball didn't give up, and kept hitting the four-color mask. For a while, there was only a burst of "bang" and "bang".

Seeing the little yellow beasts hitting the four-color mask continuously, the expressions of Wang Changsheng and the others were quite relaxed, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry.

This set of four-elephant array flags is a set of array flags that four people spent a lot of money to buy. Not to mention this first-level high-level pangolin, even if a second-level monster is trapped inside, it is not so easy to get out things.

But then again, this beast knows how to escape from the ground. If Wang Changsheng hadn't used the fossil talisman to turn the ground near the four-element array into hard stones, I'm afraid the beast would still be able to escape.

"It's strange, we all applied deodorant to cover up the smell, why did the pangolin stop when it approached Junior Brother Liu just now," Wang Xuan said as if remembering something.

"Maybe I didn't spit evenly! After all, I just came into contact with Huangjing ginseng, so it is inevitable that I will smell some Huangjing ginseng," Liu Ziwen said after thinking for a while.

"It should be like this, but Junior Brother Liu will pay attention next time, if we were a step late just now, we would have fallen short," Song Jie suggested.

"Understood," Liu Ziwen nodded and accepted Song Jie's suggestion, but he was also a little puzzled. The deodorant liquid is said to be able to eliminate most odors. He obviously spit the deodorant liquid all over his body. The pangolin smells it!
"Okay, this pangolin is also exhausted, let's catch it quickly and go back to Fangshi as soon as possible, I still have things to do," Wang Changsheng glanced at the dazed pangolin inside the four-color mask, urged road.

After hearing this, the three of Wang Xuan nodded in agreement.

Wang Changsheng took out a few yellow talismans and threw them near the four-color mask. The talismans turned into several yellow lights and sank into the ground. Then, the stone under the pangolin's feet trembled slightly.

With a few "bangs" and "bangs", five or six gray stone pillars more than one meter long rose from the ground and stuck the pangolin's body.

The pangolin kept hitting the four-color shield, its physical strength and true energy were no longer as good as before, and it was stuck by several stone pillars, unable to move.

Seeing this situation, Liu Ziwen took out a gray leather bag from his sleeve and threw it into the air, with the mouth of the bag facing the pangolin below.

At the same time, Wang Xuan had an extra cyan formation disk in his hand, and a magic spell hit the formation disk, and said in his mouth: "Take it."

As soon as the words fell, the four-color mask trembled slightly, and then collapsed and disappeared. Four rays of light shot out from the ground, turned into several array flags again, and returned to the hands of the four.

At this moment, the pangolin that was stuck by the stone pillar struggled violently, and several fist-thick stone pillars were broken in two during the struggle, and it also regained its freedom.

But before it had time to escape, Song Jie yelled, "Sure," and with a flick of his finger, a green light hit the pangolin.

The pangolin immediately stopped struggling and remained motionless, but its green eyes kept turning.

At the same time, the gray leather bag thrown by Liu Ziwen also emitted a ray of light, which reduced the size of the pangolin into the bag.

Seeing this, Liu Ziwen also showed joy on his face, and waved to the gray leather bag in the air, and the leather bag quickly flew to his hand, and the surface of the leather bag began to deform unevenly.

Liu Ziwen didn't care about this at all, and tied the leather bag around his waist.

"Hey, as long as you give this pangolin to Uncle Zhao, he will definitely benefit from us," Liu Ziwen said with a look of longing.

Wang Changsheng nodded, and didn't say much, if it wasn't for a Master Zhuji who opened his mouth, he wouldn't have come to catch this beast.

"Okay, it's getting late, since we've caught this beast, let's go back!" Wang Changsheng urged, looking up at the sky.

He managed to draw the second Firebird Talisman, so naturally he had to make persistent efforts and continue to practice.

The three of Wang Xuan nodded, put away the array flags, turned around and walked out of the peach blossom forest.

Outside the valley, Wang Xuan released the green wooden boat. Seeing this, Wang Changsheng walked up quickly.

"Whoever is hiding there, get out," Song Jie frowned suddenly, fixed his eyes on a pile of rubble not far from the valley, and shouted loudly.

Hearing Song Jie's yell, Wang Xuan and Liu Ziwen's expressions changed, and they took out magic weapons one after another, their faces full of vigilance.

Wang Changsheng even jumped off the wooden boat immediately, raised one hand, and a red talisman came out of his hand. The talisman ignited spontaneously in the absence of wind, turning into a red fire dragon seven or eight feet long, and it moved towards the gravel with its teeth and claws open. Heap rushed.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of a disciple of the Taiqing Palace, I discovered the old man so quickly," an old voice came from behind a boulder.

At the same time, a thick yellow beam of light flashed out and collided with the red fire dragon.

After a loud bang, the fire dragon disappeared without a trace, and three figures appeared a hundred meters away from the four of Wang Changsheng. They were the old man in gray and his party.

"It's you."

"It's you."

Seeing the three of them, Wang Changsheng and Liu Ziwen said in unison.

"Why, the two junior brothers know them," Wang Xuan frowned when he heard this, and asked in a deep voice.

"That young man often ordered talisman seals with me, and we got to know each other once we came and went," Wang Changsheng explained, his eyes fell on the old man in gray, his face was unusually dignified.

Wang Changsheng has seen quite a few foundation-establishment cultivators. Judging from the aura of the other party, it is not the late stage of foundation-establishment, but the early or middle stage of foundation-establishment.

"That woman bought something with me two days ago, and she must have tampered with me. No wonder the pangolin stopped when it approached me just now," Liu Ziwen's face became extremely gloomy, and he let out A giant black wolf.

"This senior, the juniors are disciples of the Taiqing Palace. I don't know if there is anything I can do for you. Please tell me clearly," Wang Xuan said, but there was a yellow jade ruler in his hand.

Wang Changsheng and the others also took out their magic weapons one after another, and looked at the gray-clothed old man and his party with alert expressions.

There were three gray-clothed old men, except for the foundation-building monk, a woman in a black skirt, and Zhou Zheng. At the feet of the gray-clothed old man, there was a black tiger more than one meter high. There was no trace of life on the tiger, as if a dead thing.

If Wang Changsheng guessed correctly, that black tiger was a puppet.

A puppet is a kind of magic weapon, but it is completely different from a magic weapon. This kind of thing must be able to divide the mystery, and inject a trace of spiritual consciousness into it before it can be driven, and the method of distraction can only be mastered by monks above the foundation stage. , Only monks above the foundation building stage can bear the pain of distraction. If the monks in the Qi refining stage do this, they will completely collapse and go crazy before the distraction succeeds.

Immortal cultivators usually use their spiritual consciousness to look around or scan objects, which is just an exposed skill of divine consciousness, not a distraction in the sense. However, immortal cultivators who have practiced mysticism can control multiple magic weapons by one person. The more distractions you have, the more magic weapons you can control at the same time, the more powerful you will be against the enemy.

Speaking of which, the difference between the foundation building period and the Qi refining period lies in two points. First, the mana of the foundation building monks exists in the form of liquid, and the mana stored in the dantian is more than double that of the Qi refining period monks; Cultivators can practice sub-mystery techniques, and their spiritual consciousness is stronger than that of monks in the Qi Refining period, and they can control three or four magic weapons at the same time.

If there was only the gray-clothed old man alone, Wang Changsheng and the others wouldn't be too scared. After all, they had three Qi-refining Dzogchens and one Qi-refining thirteenth-level monk, but beside the gray-clothed old man were two monks who were at the [-]th-level Qi refining and one Puppet beast, they couldn't help being nervous.

Therefore, Wang Xuan brought out the name of Taiqing Palace, hoping to scare this person away.

"Hmph, as long as you are all dead, who knows that we did it," the woman in the black skirt snorted softly and sneered, with a strong look of greed in her eyes. She hoped to win the belongings of the four of them so that they could be auctioned off A Foundation Establishment Pill.

"Stop talking nonsense with them, do it," the gray-clothed old man just finished speaking, the puppet beast under his feet opened his mouth wide, and shot out a beam of yellow light that was as thick as a bowl, and shot towards Wang Changsheng and the others.

Wang Changsheng and the others had seen the power of this yellow beam of light with their own eyes, and when they saw the beam of light shooting towards them, their expressions couldn't help but change.

Wang Changsheng hurriedly flung out a few talisman seals, which turned into a five-foot-high yellow earth wall and two transparent wind walls to block in front of him.

With a loud bang, the five earth walls and the first wind wall were defeated by the yellow beam of light. Fortunately, they were blocked by the last wind wall. The wall did not block the yellow beams of light, and there was not much energy left to destroy these defensive yellow beams of light, harming less than four people.

If the four of them had been lucky before, after witnessing the puppet beast's blow, they had no intention of fighting anymore.

"San, whether you can survive or not depends on your luck," Wang Xuan shouted hastily when he saw this situation.

After speaking, he put away the magic weapon, took out a gleaming golden talisman, crushed it without hesitation, and disappeared under a burst of dazzling golden light.

Seeing this situation, the gray-clothed old man felt a great pain in his heart. This is a mid-level talisman golden escape talisman, which should have belonged to him, but now it has been used by the other party.

After using this golden escape talisman, Wang Xuan will appear in a place hundreds of miles away. The exact location depends on luck. The sensing range of the old man in gray was exceeded.

Liu Ziwen and Song Jie's movements were not too slow, and they took out a bluish and a bluish talisman respectively, both of which were mid-level talismans.

"I still want to go, it's a good idea," the woman in the black dress sneered when she saw this, and urged a black long fork about ten feet long to stab at the three of them.

Zhou Zheng also took out a gleaming red throwing knife and slashed at the three of them.

The gray-clothed old man slapped the storage bag on his waist, and three black throwing knives several feet long flew out from it, slashing at the three of them, then he uncovered a hidden compartment on the head of the puppet beast, and took out a knife from it. On the gray stone, a gleaming earth-attribute spirit stone was placed in it.

On the other side, Liu Ziwen and Song Jie's expressions changed when they saw several magical artifacts flying towards them.

With Liu Ziwen's mind moving, the giant black wolf next to him opened its jaws, and a blue light began to condense from the giant mouth. There was a flash of blue light, and a half-foot-long blue wind blade flashed out, matching the black long fork and the red wolf. The flying knives collided with each other, and the two magic weapons were immediately pushed back a certain distance.

Song Jie took out a red bead, threw it into the three black flying knives, and then activated the cyan talisman in his hand, which disappeared in a burst of dazzling cyan light.

The red beads collided with the three black flying knives, there was a loud bang, and a dazzling flame shot up into the sky. Even though there were several layers of protective shields, Wang Changsheng could feel the heat.

"Scarlet Flame Bead," Wang Changsheng recognized this object immediately, this is equivalent to a blow from a foundation-builder cultivator, and I am afraid that the opponent's three throwing knives have already been scrapped.

"Stinky boy, destroy my magic weapon. If I catch you, I will crush you to ashes." At the same time as the dazzling fire appeared, the angry voice of the old man in gray came from the opposite side.

The gray-clothed old man was also taken aback by Song Jie's blow. He didn't expect the disciples of the Taiqing Palace to be so rich that they would carry these things with them.

Witnessing this scene, the woman in the black dress and Zhou Zheng were a little surprised on their faces, and the high temperature brought by the dazzling fire made the faces of the two of them coincidentally drip with sweat.

There was a sound of "swoosh" and "swoosh" piercing through the air, and dozens of two-foot long blue wind blades shot out of the fire without any warning, and soon reached a few meters away from the three of them. .

The grey-clothed old man's complexion changed drastically, he raised his right hand, and a black token the size of a palm was thrown out of his hand. The black token rose against the wind, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a door panel, blocking the three of them.

Immediately afterwards, the lips of the three people moved slightly, and a protective shield emerged from each of their bodies. The old man in gray even waved his right hand, and a wide blue shield enveloped the three of them.

(End of this chapter)