Chapter 34 Beast Head "Pong" "Pong" "Pong" A series of very slight explosions. The remaining beads turned into black smoke one after another. The beast heads took shape very quickly in the smoke. They were all ferocious beast faces, and the pairs of eyes on them seemed to have real eyes. Just one glance at people would make them feel endlessly oppressive. The lion head was the first to pass through the giant net that was gradually breaking. The defensive rune had been destroyed by the huge force, and the gradually disintegrating light was just a form in name only, unable to even provide a slight obstruction. Next is the cold snake head. Under the translucent smoke, the fangs in the snake's mouth seem to be shining with cold light, half-hidden, which makes the viewer even more frightened. Next came the newly formed wolf head. This head was extremely strange. It was originally formed from black smoke, but at the moment of formation, it lost its ink color and turned into snow-white. This wolf head did not have any ferocious intentions, nor did it make any roaring sounds. It followed behind in silence, but in terms of power, it might be extraordinary. The agarwood beads turned into tiger heads, fox heads, eagle heads... Every time a head was fully formed, an extremely strong aura swept around it. However, this is not over yet.
As the numerous animal heads flew over rapidly, a very thin stream of smoke rose above them, tangling together and faintly outlining a huge outline. "Could it be that some monster is going to form?" Shan Xing's face turned pale, and he forced the blood and qi in his chest to be suppressed. His cultivation level was the second lowest here, although Cheng Ke was at the bottom. However, he could not intervene in the battle between the Jindan cultivators. Moreover, despite the difference in realm, Shan Xing did not understand everything. I'm afraid we will lose this third battle. They, the independent cultivators, naturally don't have the pedantic view that the disciples of the big sects can't use high-level magic tools. This is not a game of house. When independent cultivators fight, it is usually a fight of life and death. They will only complain that the talismans and magic tools they use are not high-level enough. If they like something, they will just grab it. If they are robbed and killed by others, if they can escape, it is their own ability. If they fail to defend themselves, or even die, it is because they are too weak and can only blame themselves. Therefore, when Shan Xing saw this extremely strong string of agarwood beads, in addition to envy and fear, he also felt an irrepressible greed in his heart. This greed was only a trace. He wanted it, but he didn't have the ability to get it. Ling Fu suddenly spurted out the blood in his mouth. He tried to stop the lion head that was approaching first. This mouthful of blood was extremely thick, and after being sprayed out, it did not disperse. It was like a solidified blood clot floating in front of Ling Fu, stopping the lion head's advance. Blood? Zhong Qiu looked at it intently. No. It's something in the blood. The blood mist became extremely light, as if there was a huge mouth inside that was swallowing fiercely. The large amount of blood that Lingfu spat out was just a tonic to nourish the creature. As the blood mist gradually dissipated, the things inside were completely revealed. A pill the size of a fingernail was spinning very fast. It dyed its entire body bloody, making it impossible to guess its original color. At this time, every time it turned, it spread a strange force. This strange force seemed to have the effect of unloading force, weakening the speed of the incoming black smoke layer by layer. The pill was already spinning very fast, which also caused the beast heads approaching one by one to suddenly slow down. The power of the extremely fast speed was reduced by 90%. Seeing this, Yun Tong breathed a sigh of relief. He did not expect that his first disciple had such a powerful and strange special magic weapon. Even his master kept it a secret, so it must be a very powerful life-saving item. He had no opinion on this. Although cultivators killed each other endlessly for treasures, it was still quite taboo within the sect. His Baishi Sect, not to mention how deep the affection between the master and the disciples was, just to say that there was no intrigue and calculation, it was much better than some other so-called large sects. "Next, let me see what other skills Fellow Daoist Zhongqiu has, right?" Ling Fu stared at Zhongqiu opposite him. The beast head transformed by the beads forced out his real life-saving item. In this battle, he would not hold back. Zhong Qiu did not answer, and outsiders had no way of knowing the expression behind the mask. Ling Fu snorted coldly and made hand gestures with both hands at the same time. Feng Cong and Shan Xing saw how the senior brother was so skilled in making different hand gestures with both hands at the same time, and they all showed envy in their eyes. It is not so easy to practice different hand gestures at the same time. It requires the practitioner to control the spiritual power to the finest degree. Not only that, but also the skills and meridians are required. If the two of them can also learn it, they will have an advantage in the battle of the same level. "Summon the fire on the ground." Ling Fu shouted softly. The temperature in the field suddenly rose. A circle of fire gradually emerged as Ling Fu drew a line with his index finger. There was no beginning or end, and only the extremely hot flames circulated in the circle. Its color was brown. The excessively high temperature burned the air, making the viewer feel that the air was like rippling water.
This fire magic had a great power just after it appeared. However, this was not the end. It should be noted that Ling Fu used both hands to perform the magic at the same time, and another magic also appeared, almost without any order. "Clear Finger." Place the index finger and middle finger in parallel and point forward hard. A translucent fingerprint leaped out like a tiger out of a cage. As it gradually separated from Ling Fu's finger, the fingerprint grew in the wind. Originally it was just the size of a normal fingerprint, but in the blink of an eye, it grew to half the size of a human. The fingerprint went straight forward, and wherever it passed, there was a rumbling sound. Yun Tong was surprised by Ling Fu's life-saving items, but the magic techniques he was using now were all collected by Bai Shi Guan, and they were quite powerful. How would Zhong Qiu respond? Yun Tong stared at the battle situation. Different from Yun Tong's conservative view, Ling Fu was confident that these two spells would be enough to overwhelm the opponent. "Although the Fire Attraction Technique and the Clear Finger are not high-level techniques, they are close in terms of power. Moreover, if I launch them at the same time, it will be difficult for you to take them. If you want to take them, you must consume your spiritual power or magical instruments and talismans. By then, I will still have enough spiritual power reserves. No matter what counterattack you have, I can block it." Ling Fu's confidence was not without reason. Facts had already proven that even a powerful magical instrument like the Agarwood Beads could be blocked by his defensive treasures, not to mention the magic of the same level. They were all at the early stage of the Golden Core, and were not much different in all aspects. If there was any improvement, it was mostly due to external forces. How did Zhong Qiu respond? His hands were still hanging down, and they had remained in this position since he threw out the agarwood beads. At this time, facing the two powerful spells, he didn't seem to have any resistance? Is this, giving up? Seeing this, Yu Rong subconsciously felt that it would not happen. Yun Tong was in the same situation at that time. The feeling of uneasiness in his heart was so strong that he wanted to stop it immediately. However, distraction is the most taboo in a fight... Yun Tong's right fingertips were holding a light-colored talisman hidden in his sleeve. If Ling Fu's life was in danger, he would take action immediately. (End of this chapter)