Seeking immortality.

Chapter 96 The Flood Dragon Talisman and the Immobilization Technique

However, there was no panic on the face of the True Biography of the Spirit Medicine Valley. He neither threw up defenses nor dodged to dodge, but... took a breath.

Yes, you read that right, rushing towards his face, exuding a terribly high-temperature fire, he just puffed up his cheeks, and spewed out his true energy casually.

puff……

The four fire bombs that attacked at tricky angles turned into gray smoke without a sound.

Simple and easy as child's play.

"The use of spells is very mature, but showing off in front of me is Lu Ban's big axe. Do you think such a trivial skill will be useful to me?"

"Hmph, of course it has a purpose. Don't think too highly of yourself, Your Excellency." Qin Yan refused to admit defeat, and while speaking, he took out two talismans from his pocket, shook them lightly at the other party, and then threw them out.

The two talismans spontaneously ignited in the absence of wind, and in an instant, a gust of wind hit his face, and in the bitter wind, a blue dragon was transformed into a lifelike one with its teeth and claws.

"Wind Flood Dragon Technique, a first-order high-grade spirit talisman, I can't tell that this kid has such treasures on him."

A look of surprise appeared on Cao Menggu's face, and he finally put away his laughter and became serious. Of course, what he saw was not a real dragon, but an illusion created by a wind attribute spell.

But it must not be underestimated. Even if he wants to cast the high-level spell in front of him, he still needs to gather energy.

And this reflects the benefits of the talisman, the spell is sealed in it in advance, and when used, not only can it be cast instantly, but it will not consume true essence.

For a monk at the eighth level of Qi refining, living in a different place from him, he had to deal with it carefully, but if he wanted to deal with him, he still had to... use his own axe.

He can become a true biography, not only because he cultivated quickly, but he raised his right hand and pointed to the sword, pointing forward a little bit, dignified like a mountain, and softly said: "Ding!"

Before the words were finished, the Feng Jiao who rushed over suddenly paused, and his movements seemed to be much slower than before.

hold spell?
Qin Yan's heart skipped a beat, but although the other party's spells were miraculous, it was not so easy to hold the flood dragon transformed from a first-order high-grade magic talisman.

All that can be done is to slow down its movements.

But Cao Menggu was not in a hurry, what he wanted was this effect.

His left hand was not idle either, it drew a wonderful trajectory in the void, spit out an obscure spell, and lightly shouted: "Disease!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire void became much darker, a strong wind suddenly rose, and the strong mana radiated from his body unexpectedly condensed into a boa constrictor, which was as thick as a bucket, and his whole body was covered with black hair. Bright scales.

Opening his bloody mouth wide, he threw himself down towards Feng Jiao without fear.

The two monsters fought fiercely together.

All of a sudden sawdust flew, and stones weighing hundreds of catties became fish in the pond. Once touched by the two monsters, they would be shattered.

This is the strength of an immortal cultivator, and there is no way for martial arts masters in the secular world to compare.

It's just that Qin Yan used a talisman, while the other party relied on his own mana, and he seemed to be able to do a job with ease. It really is no small feat to be able to become a true disciple of the Immortal Sect.

But it is not so easy to win against himself. Qin Yan's idea was originally to fight wits but not strength.

All the means just now were just to confuse the other party and attract their attention.

But now, it has perfectly achieved its purpose.

Cao Menggu's expression was very smug, even if a mere third-level Qi Refining monk was more difficult and richer than his peers, how could he be compared with himself?
Really... Overwhelmed!
That first-level high-grade magic talisman is probably his most powerful trump card. The other party is now at the end of his rope, so I just happened to catch him and use the soul-searching technique to pry into the secrets he wants to know. He is very curious. Or, why buy so many waste pills?

There is a faint premonition that maybe this will be a big secret.

There was a cat and mouse smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and his feet were sluggish. At some point, the soil under his feet had turned into a swamp, which was about to swallow him whole.

"Is this... quicksand technique?"

Cao Menggu's eyes flashed with brilliance. This is also the basis of the five elements, but it does not have offensive power, but a spell used to trap the enemy.

When the other party used it, I didn't notice it at all.

He was finally surprised.

But it was just an accident, not flustered, it is impossible to panic in this life, and the mere quicksand technique, trying to trap himself, is too whimsical.

"Unbelievable!"

He smiled slightly, he could break free with a single thought of such a small skill, but at this moment, there were many vine-like plants on his body, tightly entangled him.

"Entanglement."

It is also the spell used to trap the enemy in the foundation of the five elements, but Cao Menggu finally felt that something was wrong, whether it was quicksand or entanglement, he didn't know when the opponent cast it.

That kid was not stupid, on the contrary, he was articulate and his thinking was very clear. He should know that this kind of spell couldn't trap him, but he cast it again and again.

The thoughts in his mind were like lightning, but it was already a step too late. Qin Yan stretched out his hand and slapped his waist, with a dazzling aura, a unique hunting bow came into view.

The name of the bow pierces the stone, which means that one arrow can shoot through a huge rock of ten thousand catties.

Qin Yan now has a lot of spiritual weapons, but they are limited to his cultivation, and the rest are not easy to use, except for the stone piercing bow.

I saw him leaning back, drawing the bowstring, moving his mind at will, and the aura emerged between his fingers, which naturally formed a feathered arrow.

Then he let go of the bowstring.

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of breaking through the sky, the arrows transformed from the aura flew towards the opponent like meteors from the sky.

Without revealing the body of a monster, Qin Yan's strength is naturally far inferior to Cao Menggu's by refining qi alone, but his operation, the false is real, and the real is false, using a first-level top-grade spiritual talisman as a bait to attract the opponent's attention. The real trump card is the spiritual weapon in his hand.

Unprepared and unprepared.

It perfectly interprets the meaning of the words "It is better to outwit" than to outwit.

"Ding!"

However, it still failed to achieve success. After all, the strength gap between the two sides is too far. If it is so easy to kill, it would be worthless.

An umbrella appeared in front of Cao Menggu, blocking the incoming arrows.

"Boy, it seems that I underestimated you."

After a while, the umbrella was removed, and the casual look on Cao Menggu's face disappeared, replaced by a murderous look. Only he himself understood how dangerous that step was.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, if he hadn't been carrying a high-grade defensive spirit weapon, maybe this kid really took advantage of his loopholes.

Although he would not be killed by the sword just now, it was inevitable that he would be seriously injured.

so close!

(End of this chapter)