Chapter 216: Ninth Level of Magical Power, Books Make Contributions

The entire mountain range of the Green Bamboo Forest trembled, the highlands became valleys, the low banks became hills, the terrain had changed greatly, a strong momentum rose to the sky, countless bamboos gathered together, and turned into a bamboo giant, whose momentum alone was far greater than that of a Jindan cultivator.

The white-haired bear looked up at the bamboo giant, his face as gloomy as water, and even forgot to attack Wu Yi. The strength of the bamboo giant had already made him feel like he was going to fall, so he had to be careful.

Li Yunyong, who was born in the Cangmang Realm Water Tribe, looked at the bamboo giant carefully, and a smile appeared on his gloomy face. He saw through the flaws of the bamboo giant.

The cultivation of the bamboo giant was indeed high, so high that the Jindan cultivator could no longer control this strength. With the cultivation of the Green Bamboo King, he could not completely control the bamboo giant, and could only exert influence.

In other words, the bamboo giant was also a time bomb for the Green Bamboo King. Once it exploded, the Green Bamboo King would also die.

The bamboo giant was hundreds of feet tall, with dense bamboos all over its body. Infinite clear light was scattered out. This wonder could be seen from tens or hundreds of miles away, not to mention thousands of miles away. Of course, the cultivators who could see this scene through the endless clouds and mist were also very advanced.

The Green Bamboo King controlled the bamboo giant and punched Li Yunyong. The fist was as big as a hill, and the speed of the swing was not fast, but it was also relative to its huge size. It was enough to swing over a hundred feet in one breath, and even the sword light was no more than that.

The bamboo giant's attack range was extremely large, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles. Li Yunyong had no way to avoid it, so he had to defend himself. The armor on his body emitted golden light and evolved into a shield in front of him.

For safety, Li Yunyong even chanted something in his mouth, and countless spells were cast on the shield. Fine and delicate runes appeared on the shield, and there was also a sea snake wandering around, coiled into one, choosing people to bite.

Infinite spiritual energy exploded and roared as the bamboo giant swung his fist, so sharp that the ears of the listeners seemed to be deafened.

The surging spiritual energy swept across dozens of miles of land like a tide. Wherever the spiritual energy passed, everything was annihilated. It was extremely powerful.

The bamboo giant's attack did not seem to be launched by a cultivator, but more like a natural disaster. Li Yunyong knew that something was wrong. He turned his body and formed a ball. The fine scales closed one after another, leaving no gaps.

From a distance, it looked like a golden snake egg, and this was the life-saving magic power that Li Yunyong realized, the return of the heavenly snake to its source. With this move, Li Yunyong didn't know how many deadly situations he had avoided.

Wu Yi hid in the bookshelf and saw the rhythm of the golden avenue emanating from the snake egg resonating with the heaven and earth. He remembered that he had read a Taoist book describing the grades of magical powers, and thought: The magical power resonated with the sky. Could it be a middle-level third-grade magical power? This is difficult to break.

Like the golden elixir, the magical power also has grades, but the classification methods of each school are slightly different, but it can be roughly divided into nine grades and three levels. The lower three grades of magical power correspond to the golden elixir cultivation, the middle three grades correspond to the Nascent Soul cultivation, and the upper three grades of magical power correspond to the cave heaven cultivation.

However, it does not mean that the golden elixir cultivators can only use the lower three grades of magical power. Some geniuses can also stand out and use the upper grade magical power, which is also an important aspect of observing the qualifications of cultivators. For example, Li Yunyong is only a golden elixir cultivator, but he can use the middle three grades of magical power. He can be sent into the blue sky by the water tribe. Li Yunyong is also very good.

The lower three grades of magical power are not much different, and they look the same as ordinary magic; while the middle three grades of magical power can resonate with the heaven and earth, borrow more power from the heaven and earth, and make rapid progress in strength; as for the upper three grades of magical power, which is higher, it can blend with the heaven and earth and become one with the Tao. The strength is even more burning mountains and boiling seas, and you can travel freely in the world.

The higher Taichu magical power belongs to the means of immortals, so I won't discuss it here.

This was the first time Wu Yi saw a middle-level third-grade magical power, and the first time he saw a bamboo giant with the combat power equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul. He was more curious and expectant about the outcome of this battle.

Facts have proved that Li Yunyong's guess about the danger was correct. Under the beating of the spiritual energy frenzy, the shield he had set up before only lasted for a breath before it broke into pieces, and the sea snake that wanted to devour someone also turned into powder after a wail.

However, the huge momentum rolled up by the bamboo giant was evenly matched when it met Li Yunyong's magical power of the Heavenly Snake Returning to the Origin. Although the snake eggs kept trembling and making a sound of Ke Ke, as if they might explode at any time, they finally persisted under the waves of spiritual energy frenzy and were as bright and clean as new.

Li Yunyong did not dispel the magical power of Heavenly Snake Returning to its Origin, and directly hit the bamboo giant in the form of a snake egg. The snake egg was actually not small, at least it was more than enough to fit Wu Yi, but in front of the huge size of the bamboo giant, he was not even as good as a firefly.

The Green Bamboo King, who was hidden deep in the body of the bamboo giant, flashed a trace of disdain in his eyes, opened his right hand in the air, and then clenched it. The bamboo giant outside did the same, and a violent suction force was generated out of thin air, sucking Li Yunyong in.

Li Yunyong struggled for a while, but it seemed that he could not struggle, and was sucked into the slightly closed palm of the bamboo giant.

The Green Bamboo King clenched his right palm heavily, as if he wanted to crush Li Yunyong to death. In fact, the Green Bamboo King thought so too.

When the bamboo giant clenched his fist, the air was directly driven away, and the huge pressure seemed to tear the space apart. A tiny crack appeared in the snake egg outside Li Yunyong's body. Through the gap, Li Yunyong seemed to see the mocking eyes of the Green Bamboo King, but Li Yunyong laughed at this time.

Li Yunyong began to hum softly with a very strange tone. It seemed normal at first, but after listening to it for a long time, it seemed as if my mind was sucked in. It was such a weird sound.

There were more and more cracks on the surface of the snake egg, and the cracking sound became heavier, but Li Yunyong was not affected at all. The chanting sound became louder and louder, flowing through every inch of the bamboo giant's body like water.

Crack——, the harsh sound awakened Li Yunyong who was casting the spell. Most of the snake eggs were broken and could no longer protect him. It was also extremely difficult for the Green Bamboo King to control the powerful power of the bamboo giant. Seeing the dawn of victory, he tightened his grip.

But when the Green Bamboo King closed her slender fingers, she was surprised to find that the bamboo giant did not act according to her wishes. Li Yunyong stood in the palm of the bamboo giant calmly.

The Green Bamboo King's spiritual consciousness flowed through the bamboo giant's body, and then she found that the bamboo giant's body was full of Li Yunyong's power, which was manifested as pythons entangled in the joints of the bamboo giant, competing with her for control of the bamboo giant.

The giant's "self-mutilation" affected a range of more than dozens of miles.

Next, Wu Yi, who didn't know what the result was, was surprised to find that the bamboo giant began to beat himself, just like he fought with the inner demon for control of his body back then.

Seeing that Li Yunyong seemed to have tied up the Green Bamboo King, the white-haired bear turned his gaze back to Wu Yi, full of fierceness, and laughed sinisterly a few times, which made Wu Yi's hair stand on end. He was not afraid, but disgusted.

The white-haired bear swung the giant stick and continued to smash it towards Wu Yi, but Wu Yi took advantage of the white-haired bear's concern for the battle between the Green Bamboo King and Li Yunyong to get familiar with the use of this bookshelf. He didn't have to sit and wait for death like before, waiting for the white-haired bear to attack.

Wu Yi threw a book from the bookshelf, and countless mysterious texts evolved, evolving the contents recorded in the book. The light and shadow were heavy and bizarre, and they actually blocked the giant stick.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yi couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, but the white-haired bear was furious, took a deep breath, pressed down, and crushed the evolved scene, with even greater momentum than before.

Wu Yi threw out books one by one. These books were all copied by him in the History Pavilion. They were very easy to use. After using dozens of books, Wu Yi directly smashed the white-haired bear away.

This result not only shocked Wu Yi, but also stunned Li Gu and the other two who were watching from afar. After a long time, Li Gu came back to his senses and said with envy and jealousy: "Junior brother is really fierce."

The white-haired bear was not hurt much by Wu Yi's smashing, not even skin injuries, but was humiliated by Wu Yi, a junior, in public. In anger, he used his self-realized stick skills, and the giant stick covered Wu Yi in all directions like water.

Wu Yi's pressure suddenly increased, and he had to throw out more books, but he had only copied 5,000 books in total. Without other means, he would be prey to others once he used up these books and would be waiting to die.

Wu Yi only understood the purpose of Zhi Tianxuan asking him to copy the historical records of the first generation of the headmaster at this time, but he understood it too late. It was a pity that he did not copy more at the beginning.

After spending hundreds of books, Wu Yi blocked the attack of the white-haired bear, and Wu Yi was exhausted and panting.

Wu Yi knew that this would not work. The white-haired bear could recover its strength, but it would only take some time, and there was no way to replenish his books, so he had to fight quickly.

The solution was simple, just throw more books out, but throwing books also consumed spiritual consciousness. Wu Yi threw out nearly a hundred books at most at this time, which was equivalent to performing a magical power.

Unable to change the number of books thrown, he had to change the way of throwing books. For the convenience of operation, Wu Yi summoned his true self shadow clone, which was uncertain in strength and weakness, and beat the white-haired bear at a loss.

The white-haired bear had great strength, but was entangled by the mountain of books and the sea of ​​words. The mysterious text was like a chain, entangling the white-haired bear more and more tightly. The white-haired bear seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. Gradually, he was shocked to find that he could not move.

Wu Yi beat the dog who was down and out, and threw the books away as if they were free, regardless of the fact that his mind and consciousness were dissipating like water.

Countless mysterious texts strangled the white-haired bear's blood circulation, but this was just the beginning. Next, the white-haired bear felt fear, deep fear, his internal organs were dislocated, his meridians were broken, bloodstains were all over his body, and even his Yuanling was entangled. The white-haired bear felt like he was going to die.

Although Wu Yi's mind was exhausted and shaky, he did not stop after seeing this scene. He must rely on his own strength to defeat a demon king. Wu Yi only felt his blood boiling, and the excitement in his heart was beyond words.

Really ambiguous texts are not blocked, and some irrelevant words are blocked. What can I do? _｀