Chapter 286 Hard Fight (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

This time, based on the compression of spiritual consciousness, Wang Pingzhang's trace was found unexpectedly. Once he disappeared without a trace again, who could predict whether his next skill would be significantly improved?

As the weakest of the three, the red snake has only been able to exert the strength of a low-grade second-level monster. As the enemy's strength continues to increase, the strength it can exert has become increasingly weak. Perhaps the only thing worth praising is its reaction speed that comes and goes without a trace.

As soon as the three monster souls appeared, a red flame flashed in the air, and they appeared again around Wang Pingzhang.

The red snake soul naturally has a clear understanding of its own strength, and did not use various fancy means to show its own means of fierce attack as in the past.

The red snake soul body, which is only as thick as an arm, is connected from head to tail, turning into ropes as thick as fingers, tying Wang Pingzhang up in circles, trying to restrain him within a small range.

The mountain-crashing bull was still in the state it was in before its death, falling into a rage, with white breath constantly coming out of its huge nostrils, its limbs digging the ground, and its black and sharp horns, under the infusion of magic power, constantly flashing dark and creepy light.

The huge body of the mountain-crashing bull suddenly ran forward. Although it had lost its physical body, every step forward of the demon beast soul would drive the spiritual power around it to shake, and the power it brought was also more and more amazing.

The figure of the fire monkey kept jumping in the air, sometimes up and down, sometimes left and right, always able to seize the right opportunity to leave not too obvious scars on Wang Pingzhang's body.

The three elusive demon beast souls made Wang Pingzhang, who had never experienced this before, fall into a relatively chaotic state for a while.

"Wooden Talisman Soldier, Command" If you don't make a move, it's fine. Once you make a move, you will go all out. With the support of magic power, it has turned into a normal-sized talisman soldier, waving a large number of wooden sticks to form a large encirclement again.

With a wave of his hands, more than a hundred wooden arrows shot out, attacking from all angles.

Wang Pingzhang, who was surrounded due to carelessness, finally became solemn, as if he finally began to face up to this battle under this series of attacks.

An inkstone, which had no features on the surface but had been emitting rays of spiritual light from the beginning, floated above his head.

The inkstone was shocked, and a large amount of black ink rose up little by little, automatically linking into fonts with different effects.

"Break" After the first font was formed, it directly acted on the ropes transformed by the red snake soul and the wood talisman soldiers.

"Pah pah pah" As if it had a natural restraining effect, as soon as it came into contact, the wooden ropes broke directly from it, and the red snake soul was accompanied by bursts of sharp cries, turning into a fiery red breath, completely dissipating between heaven and earth, as if it had never appeared.

Sun Mingsheng only felt that his dantian was empty, and an inexplicable sense of emptiness came. The red snake soul that had followed him in battle since he was promoted to the foundation-building stage completely disappeared without a trace, and the last trace of its existence in his dantian also dissipated.

"Zhen" At this time, the second big word on the inkstone has appeared. The two huge Zhen characters directly act on the heads of the mountain-crashing bull and the fire monkey, and directly act on their souls. For a while, they stood still in the air without moving.

Wang Pingzhang, who regained his freedom again, was like a treasure boy. He took out a Buddhist dust from the storage bag, turned it into a silver-white silk thread, and launched a new round of attack.

"Chi" Sun Mingsheng shouted loudly, and the wood-type talisman soldier suddenly increased several times, like a thick tree firmly blocking him.

The Buddha dust all over the sky is certainly a great killing power for cultivators, but it is not too difficult for the sturdy wood-type talisman soldiers with a certain self-healing power.

For the wood-type talisman soldiers, only a one-time heavy blow can cause a fatal blow.

Sun Mingsheng used many means and went all out for this battle. In fact, at this point, he has already used most of the necessary means.

Fochen failed under the resistance of the wood-type talisman soldiers. Sun Mingsheng no longer hesitated. He changed his previous defensive fighting method and jumped forward. Holding a giant axe, he used the dual power of physical strength and magic power to engage in close-range melee combat.

Although Wang Pingzhang did not suffer a heavy blow in this series of counterattacks, it still caused him a lot of trouble, and the situation of the battle began to change from this moment.

In fact, taking this kind of close combat is also an extremely helpless choice. With frequent means, he still cannot win, so he can only choose this method as a second choice.

Close combat is easy to win, but the dangers faced by Sun Mingsheng are also increasing in a straight line, which is a double test of his mind and Tao heart.

"Hmm?" Seeing his resolute counterattack, Wang Pingzhang showed a hint of doubt on his face, as if he was also unwilling to choose this option.

Wang Pingzhang was born in the Wang family, with a stable golden elixir inheritance. His vision was naturally not comparable to that of some small family cultivators living in a remote corner. All the cultivators in the family who were highly qualified and had a firm heart of Taoism all aimed to seek promotion to the golden elixir stage.

Thanks to the stable inheritance in the family, the understanding of the golden elixir stage was naturally more detailed, and even the future path of cultivation in the golden elixir stage was planned early.

This is certainly an advantage. There is a clear guidance and understanding of the future path of cultivation, and it will not be easily changed. However, the same reason is that with more bottles and jars, various burdens will naturally increase, and there will be more thoughts in battle.

Wang Pingzhang's appreciation of the flesh is more obvious than Sun Mingsheng imagined. He was timid and retreated in this kind of melee, which was completely different from the previous fighting style in the comparison of spiritual weapons, and he was extremely conservative.

"By accident, I found a way to win, exchanging injuries for injuries." Sun Mingsheng had a lot of combat experience, but after a collision of three or five breaths, he immediately understood it.

As for the reason, Sun Mingsheng didn't know, nor was he willing to explore it. He didn't care about the vague sneer on Wang Pingzhang's face, but became more and more crazy.

At this time, Sun Shengmei, another fourth-level foundation-building cultivator in the family, had successfully ended the battle and won the final victory. Her opponent was a fourth-level foundation-building cultivator from a small or medium-sized family. Their cultivation was similar, but their experience and means of fighting were very different.

After a fight, Sun Shengmei easily found the opportunity and defeated her opponent.