Chapter 30 Beginning, Ending Wu Yong raised his magic spear and walked slowly towards the fox-faced sorcerer with each step. The tip of the spear scratched the grass, leaving a crack on the ground in an instant. Huang Tiandao's power was flowing, and under the torn robe and armor, a heroic and strong chest was revealed, with scattered black hair and a slightly bloody forehead. There is a sense of déjà vu of a general at the end of his road! For a moment, the two of them stared at Wu Yong, but did not dare to move at all. The magic spear had just demonstrated its true use. If anyone dared to turn his back on Wu Yong, his fate would not be much better than that of the sword cultivator! At this moment, the two of them were worried and had already thought about backing out. “You can’t run away.” "Even if you ran away, if I track you down, the people behind you probably won't let you live, right?" "Why not just let me kill him here?" "You want to kill me. If we decide life or death, that will be the fulfillment of your obsession. Killing you will also allow me to realize my thoughts!" Wu Yong raised his magic spear high, and the power of Huang Tiandao wrapped around it. The magic of the armor and horse turned into a strange talisman that wrapped around his feet. The soles of his feet were alive, and his body was as light as a swallow. He took a step forward and suddenly crossed a distance of several feet. In just two or three steps, he dodged the fox-faced sorcerer's hard vortex water blade by just slightly turning sideways.
When he saw Wu Yong again, he had already approached the sorcerer, and the magic spear turned lightly in his palm. An arc-shaped wind blade slashed down immediately, easily hitting the face of the fox-faced sorcerer and sending him flying several feet away! "Shrink to the ground?" The fox-masked sorcerer was repelled by Wu Yong's attack and looked at Wu Yong in disbelief. Where does this guy get so many weird spells? However, what Wu Yong said was not without reason. If Wu Yong could not be captured, I was afraid that he would not be able to survive the subsequent investigation! Damn it! Who provided the news? Didn't it say that the Wu family was defeated, and the eldest son of the Wu family had a defective spiritual root and turned to the art of war? How come he became more and more courageous as the battle went on! At this moment, the fox-faced monk also felt a little resentful towards the adults behind him. There were stronger Gangsha masters not being used, but they had to let them perform the beheading technique. I guess it's just so they can be abandoned at any time after failure? "Go and entangle him while I kill this fox." Wu Yong pointed at the tengu-masked sorcerer and without caring how He Yan and the others responded, he raised his magic spear and rushed straight towards the fox-masked sorcerer! The sea-driving whip was broken, and the fox-faced sorcerer had no useful magic weapon on him. The magic sword he hastily took out was no match for the magic spear. Wu Yong just exchanged two blows, transformed his spear into a blade, and slashed with one hand with the spear, which knocked the fox-faced sorcerer's feet into the ground. The magic sword that he hastily took out was almost deformed by it. This magic spear is made of mithril gold essence, and is refined with the sun essence of the sun at its zenith in the sky. It is specifically designed to counter the protective qi of the body. If the Taoist didn't use his magic weapon to resist, he would have followed the fate of the swordsman if he was not satisfied. In front of this magic spear that is specialized in breaking through the energy and removing evil spirits, his poor body protection spell is as good as paper. Wu Yong raised his magic spear and slashed several times in an instant. Every slash forced the fox-faced sorcerer to retreat again and again. Every slash made the fox-faced sorcerer's hands numb and his spiritual power unstable. Until the next moment! A sound broke through the air. Wu Yong's ears moved slightly, following the sound of breaking air, he immediately turned sideways and swung his left sleeve, and the dark yellow iron sleeve slapped the attacking object with his backhand. However, the sudden huge force from above made Wu Yong's face change slightly. The gray-white light was so powerful that even the Flowing Cloud Iron Sleeves could not control it, and it made him stagger! "I thought these three warlocks had ordinary skills and their spells were nothing special. How could they have the guts to attack and kill me in the street? It turns out that there is a master like you backing them up?" Wu Yong glanced at the ancient monument that easily knocked him away and smiled coldly. The latter ignored Wu Yong's teasing and waved his right palm slightly. The two masked warlocks immediately left their opponents and moved towards him as if they had seen their backbone. Wu Yong naturally would not let them retreat easily. He raised his right hand high and stared at the fox-faced sorcerer. This made the fox-faced sorcerer's hair stand on end as he was about to escape to the reinforcements, and he suddenly stopped turning around.
The energy of the spear that could break the barrier locked onto his entire body. As soon as he turns around, the purple-green light will surely penetrate him without any surprise. "What a waste!" The mysterious sorcerer who came from behind also looked annoyed when he saw this. If I had known that these rubbish from Dongzhou were unreliable, I would have done it myself. How could three of us not be able to take down a second-level warrior? In order to protect these pieces of trash, they will still be exposed. It would be better to just kill Wu Yong directly. However, this was not the time for internal strife. The mysterious sorcerer raised his right hand and took the ancient stele into his palm. With the power of magic, the stele turned into a giant peak dozens of feet high. He raised his hand and pressed it, intending to crush Wu Yong and the group of Qigong Taoists who had come from the market town into meat paste! "Gang Gang Sha Da Xiu?" The Taoist Qi practitioners who were using their ritual tools to delay the Tengu-masked sorcerer suddenly noticed the sky darken. It turned out that a huge mountain had fallen from their heads! Only a great cultivator with both the Gang and the Sha as well as the Dragon and the Tiger combined, can use magic power to activate magic tools, making them as big or small as desired and with overwhelming power. Gua! Gua! Gua! Before the hundred-meter-high peak came down, annoying and noisy sounds rang out everywhere, like a crow announcing a death, which made people feel upset. Everyone only felt a red light shining beside them, followed by scorching heat coming towards them. boom! ! The giant peak transformed from the ancient monument on the earth road was overturned in an instant. What was even more terrifying was that a red light burst out from under the giant peak, and a large number of fire elves suddenly jumped out. They had crow faces, human bodies, bird claws, and flaming wings. They were nearly ten feet tall, with smoke coming out of their wings and fire spewing from their mouths, and they attacked the mysterious sorcerer directly. "Gangsha, I won't fight with you!" "Let us crows entertain you." Wu Yong pulled hard and picked up the magic spear stuck in the ground. He held the Huang Tian Dao Talisman in his left hand and slapped it on the wound. The yellow talisman immediately flashed with spiritual light, and the muddy yellow spiritual power penetrated into the wound. Then, the talisman paper spontaneously ignited without fire and flew away with the wind. There are thirty-six fire crows of various sizes, and the full-bodied eagle-like female fairy spirit has also trained a dozen small fire crows. All of a sudden, forty or fifty ferocious crows rushed forward together, immediately dispersing the two masked sorcerers. In an instant, thick smoke billowed, fire raged, and the entire south bank of the Zhu River was on fire. This increasingly ferocious Fire Crow Taoist soldier, inhales the fiery spiritual charm of the Fusang wood in his Qi Hai and Dantian acupoints day and night, and its power is no less than that of any magic weapon. A ten-foot-tall ferocious crow flapped its wings, with strength enough to defeat a dragon. A dozen Taoist fire crows surrounded the mysterious sorcerer. Even though the ancient stele covered his face and hit the fire crows, it only turned the crows into red and purple smoke. After a moment, the smoke and haze merged and turned into another ferocious crow to rush up! "What a weird fire spirit!" "Is the root of the problem that silver pot?" The mysterious sorcerer had a solemn expression on his face, and his body was covered with several wounds. The scorching poisonous fire caused his wounds to fester on the spot. If you can't beat him to death, you can't beat him to death at all! This is what Wu Yong relies on. Different from the devil god of rampant soldiers, this is the Wan'ya Hu, which is half magic weapon and half magic treasure! Perching on the Fusang tree in the Dantian Qi Sea, it is in line with the legal and Taoist rhyme of the Golden Crow perching on a good tree. At this moment, Wu Yong also avoided the evil sorcerer from afar, holding the purple-green magic spear in one hand and wandering around the edge of the battlefield. He opened his mouth and spit out flames again, connecting the entire south bank's disaster fire into one, transforming it into a flaming cage, trapping the three sorcerers and the fire crow inside. "He Yan! Take a few people with you to collect the body of the swordsman." At this moment, Wu Yong was really angry, and his words became less polite and quite harsh. He Yan didn't care about the title. He nodded and followed the order. He led his men to the vicinity of the fire circle and put the sword cultivator who was split into two halves and the magic sword into his bag.
He Yan immediately took off the mask worn by the swordsman, and then roughly pulled off the face covering under the mask. When he saw that face, his pupils shrank. Immediately throw it into the mustard bag! The two water wizards in the field had long been exhausted. They had been through a tough battle before, and were now being hunted by several ferocious crows. The endless poisonous fire made it difficult for them to supply their waterway spiritual power. Wu Yong was wandering outside the fire circle, and he had to guard against the heavy weapon, the magic spear, which could kill people at any time. The Fire Crow Taoist soldiers rushed forward, and the disaster flames and poisonous fires fell to the ground. Purple smoke billowed in the air, which smoked the eyes and nose, and the red clouds were so thick that it was impossible to tell the direction. It's like one person can form an army! "what!" A scream suddenly came from the circle of fire. The Tengu-masked monk holding the heavy water magic bead was pierced straight through by a magic spear wrapped in pale yellow spiritual power. Half of the spear penetrated his chest and abdomen, nailing him suspended in mid-air to the ground. "Go! Go!" Wu Yong waved his hand and sent away the vicious crows that were about to go up to share the food, and sent them to the fox-faced sorcerer's side. He took off the Tengu mask rudely, but something seemed wrong? Wu Yong pulled his right hand on his face and tore off the human skin mask. He remembered this face deeply, then he twisted his neck and threw him into the mustard seed bag, then joined the new battlefield again. I wanted to leave some survivors, but there were two more over there. Just to be on the safe side, I decided not to leave any hidden dangers! The battle on the south bank of Zhujiang River has lasted for more than an hour. The He family father and son have arrived one after another, and the various ethnic groups in Danyang are not late. But it seemed that fighting had started from another direction. Beside the river bank, flames were blazing all over the sky, and Wu Yong was fighting a bloody battle with several warlocks. Another violent collision occurred in Danyang County, causing the residents in the county to run in all directions! The turbid black smoke and corpse gas collided with the purple clouds in the sky in Danyang residential area. Paper figures were knocked down from the black smoke and turned into evil spirits that harmed people in an instant. No matter whether they were mortals who were being arranged to be deported or Taoists who were practicing Qi cultivation, once they were lightly touched by these paper figurines of ladies with graceful figures and humming gentle and sad voices, their bodies and souls would immediately be separated, and they would turn into a piece of human skin and fall to the ground. After a moment, the human skin's eyes began to move, and it stood up like a living person, with its nose twitching. With a breeze, it floated towards the residential area. "Asshole, I told you, I was just passing by." "You broke the talisman and released this evil paper man. I don't care anymore. No matter how many people die, it has nothing to do with me!" The skeleton demon with black smoke bulging out roared angrily. On his way to the market town, Yin Erlang was suddenly stopped by a mage who was cultivating the Purple Cloud Qi. The mage suddenly used a killing move and almost killed him to the ground. At the critical moment, Yin Erlang scattered paper evil spirits and let them riot, causing indiscriminate chaos in the center of Danyang. Five Horses Pagoda! When the wizard with a gloomy face went to take the evil paper man, Yin Erlang sacrificed the Five Horses Pagoda Lock. The unmatched cold chain was pulled by the Yin Horses, directly smashing the houses along the way and rushing straight to the riverside market. "Skeleton monster, Five Horse Pagoda Lock, damn Heshan Dao!" The wizard with the purple face was furious, but the outbreak of evil paper figures in the downtown area was enough to give him a headache. This evil spirit has no effect on him, but if it is allowed to spread indiscriminately, it will be enough to turn half of Danyang into dark soil! At this moment.
The area around Danjiang Market was already crowded with forces from all sides, and several large ships had stopped on the river at some point. There were many Taoists gathered on the deck, each of them was a sorcerer and very young. At this time, these people were using the reconnaissance tools on their spirit boats to watch the battle on the south bank of the Zhujiang River from a distance of dozens of miles. "One Gangsha, three foundation building masters, a total of four sorcerers are not as good as one strongman?" "I've always heard that Dongzhou monks are always fond of mulberry picking, herding and fishing, and their Taoism is the most decadent. Today I have learned a lot." A sneer came from the boat, which embarrassed the Dongzhou students on the boat, but they were speechless in rebuttal. "Not necessarily!" "That's not an ordinary Taoist weapon. I saw that he used at least five magical skills. Ordinary Taoist weapons only have one or two magics at most. I'm afraid that this second-level warrior has obtained the Taoist court's top-grade Taoist weapons!" Sixty years ago, the Dao Court was in a stalemate in a war outside the realm, and distributed a large number of Daoist military techniques in an attempt to recruit new blood. I'm afraid that Wu Yong had obtained one of the best techniques. However, the magic of possessing a golden light and confronting a magical weapon, I wonder if this kind of magic is the Cloud Condensing Warrior or the Sowing of Beans to Create Soldiers? "Haha! The Flame Dao magic weapon that can summon fire spirits is not something that ordinary people can afford. I see that the Flame Dao patterns are densely covered, and it uses pure-blooded fire crows as weapons. I'm afraid the cost alone is no less than millions of Dao baht!" This spiritual boat went straight from Qingzhou Taoist Palace to Penglai Fairy Palace, and stopped here for a study trip via the Zhujiang waterway, just in time to witness the scene of the vicious crow taking its life. "The Golden Body Protection Technique, the Flame Breathing Technique, the Art of Moving the World, the Art of Shrinking the Earth into an Inch, plus that yellow talisman, it is indeed five types of magic!" "I'm afraid this strong man has a great background. He practices high-quality Taoist military tactics and is in charge of important magical weapons." The Taoist masters on the boat were also staring intently at the images projected by the treasure and commenting on them. on the screen. Fifty ferocious crows of all sizes surrounded the two men and hunted them. Wu Yong walked in the fire with a magic spear in his hand, but the poisonous fire did not hurt him at all. With the cover of the sea of fire, Wu Yong attacked the Gangsha cultivator several times, but was blocked by the ancient stele every time. Although the Fire Crow Taoist soldiers were fierce, they were unable to kill him instantly, so he had to escape from the trap with no choice! Wu Yong turned his spear and walked towards the fox-faced sorcerer, whose body was covered with blood blisters and was about to die under the claws of the Fire Crow. "We can't take down Wu Yong, and we can't save those rubbish!" "Dongjun, Wu Yong! You are really well hidden." The great Gangsha cultivator turned the magic tablet around, and while Wu Yong was dealing with the fox-faced sorcerer, he swung the magic tablet, crushing the crow that was flying towards him, and then turned his body into earth and spiritual light and escaped directly to the ground! He couldn't care less about that. He was just doing the job for the money. It was not his fault that the information provided by the buyer was wrong. The dim yellow light disappeared to the ground, and in an instant it was out of the fire circle and flew away quickly to the outside of Danyang County. Wu Yong pierced the fox-faced sorcerer with his spear and stared at the light escaping from the earth path, frowning and saying nothing. just. At this time, changes occurred. A hundred-foot-long river of blood gushed out from Danyang County. With a flash of blood, it rushed towards the light on the earth path at an almost invisible speed. The scarlet giant palm scooped up the ground and immediately caught the Gangsha Daxiu in its hand.
"Who do you think you are? You come when you want and leave when you want?" A gloomy man in black robe stepped out of the blood river and with a wave of his right hand, he blew the legs of the Gangsha monk into a bloody mist. Then, twelve armored beasts and twenty-four skeleton monsters crawled out from the blood river one by one. Their bodies were hideous and their auras were evil. Scarlet blood kept dripping from their bodies and flowing back into the blood river. "Blood and Blood Sea Road?" "Why are there Blood Sea Dao here? Haven't they been trapped in the North Sea Eye by the Dao Court for a long time and can't leave?" Someone on the spirit boat was suddenly horrified and felt something was wrong. (End of this chapter)