Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 215 One person and one Peng fight against thousands of demons (3000 words, please subscribe)
Tens of feet in the air.

Ling Pengyun, who was riding the Fengying Peng, felt happy when he saw that the thorn vines he had transformed using his natal spiritual plant were effective.

He patted Feng Yingpeng who was sitting down and greeted him.

"Feng Ying, attack with all your strength the more than [-] monster beasts among the group of monster beasts whose limbs and bodies are restrained."

When Feng Yingpeng saw that his master finally gave the order to attack, he felt a surge of fire in his heart. Although it was a spiritual beast, its nature was still bloodthirsty.

A green light flashed around it, and dozens of inch-long wind blades quickly condensed and struck at the more than four hundred monster beasts bound by thorn vines in the dense forest below.

These dozens of wind blades were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they blasted into the more than four hundred monster beasts.

In just one encounter, more than ten weak monsters in the early stage of Qi training were killed by dozens of wind blades.

Feng Yingpeng watched this scene, his eyes gradually turned blood red.

The speed of using the wind blade is also a bit faster.

Ling Pengyun, who was sitting on the Fengying Peng, did not stop watching. Although he needed to control the green steel flying sword, activate the mixed rock shield to prop up the magic shield light curtain, and prop up the Yuan Shui light curtain, these three things could not be done. He still has a lot of spare spiritual consciousness.

As for the thorn vines entwining the more than four hundred demonic beasts in the dense forest below, they have been firmly trapped in those demonic beasts, and there is no need to spend much spiritual energy.

Relying on his spare spiritual consciousness, Ling Pengyun needed to cast an elemental water spell every three breaths to make up for the defensive light curtain that was shattered by the spells cast by the jungle beasts below. He quickly made a secret with his hands and cast a first-level high-grade water blade spell.

In an instant, he transformed into a huge water blade one foot long.

"Go." Once the water blade was formed, Ling Pengyun waved his hand towards the dense forest below. Among the nearly a thousand monster beasts, there were more than [-] monster beasts bound by thorn vines.

Although this water blade is only a first-level high-grade spell, it can be cast by Ling Pengyun, a foundation-building monk, and is several times more powerful than an ordinary Qi-perfecting monk who can cast this spell.

The powerful physiques of those Qi-training monsters were as thin as paper in front of this water blade.

The twenty or so Qi-training monsters blocking the road were cut into two pieces by the water blade.

After these achievements, the remaining power of the water blade was exhausted.

But Ling Pengyun had already practiced this method to perfection. The next moment, another water blade was formed by his spell and blasted towards the group of monsters.

However, in just about fifty breaths, more than two hundred weak monsters in the early and middle stages of Qi training were killed by the water blades shot by Ling Pengyun and the wind blades shot by Feng Yingpeng.

Although his achievements were great, Ling Pengyun's spiritual power couldn't bear it anymore, with only about [-]% of his spiritual power left.

Previously, when he transferred his spiritual power into the body of the thorn vine that was his life spiritual plant, and transformed into the thorn vine seeds, he consumed nearly half of his spiritual power.

During the battle, you need to cast defensive spells to resist the spell attacks from nearly a thousand monster beasts below, you need to control the green steel flying sword to fight with the black flame tiger, and you need to conjure up water blade attacks. .

It was under such circumstances that Ling Pengyun, a foundation-building monk, was consumed so quickly.

"Now we can only delay this group of monsters by half a stick of incense, so the time is shorter."

"You can only take the second-level low-grade spiritual recovery elixir given by the third ancestor three months ago when he left the clan mountain to station in Xiyangfang City to restore some spiritual power and stop the group of monsters below for a while. "

Ling Pengyun felt that there was not much spiritual power left in his body, and after estimating the time, a look of helplessness suddenly appeared on his face.

He waved his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist, summoned a medicine bottle, opened the bottle cap, poured out a green pill, and stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as the elixir entered his belly, Ling Pengyun used some exercises to refine it, and a large amount of relatively mild liquid spiritual power poured out of the elixir and filled Ling Pengyun's meridians.

Under the control of Ling Pengyun's operation technique, a large amount of pure liquid spiritual power transformed into the elixir was sent into the dantian in the abdomen that was about to dry up.

In an instant, the efficacy of the elixir was exhausted, and the liquid spiritual power in Ling Pengyun's dantian also increased to [-]%.

The efficacy of this Spirit-Rejuvenating Pill also shocked Ling Pengyun, who had taken the second-level low-grade Spirit-Reviving Pill for the first time.

But this was the time of battle, so he didn't dare to lose his mind too much and quickly came back to his senses.

With enough spiritual power as support, Ling Pengyun first used three secrets to fill the defense loopholes.

Afterwards, he made a secret and cast it. Among the several common spells that have been comprehended to the state of perfection, the only one that has reached the second level is the "Water Snake Technique".

A month ago, Ling Pengyun understood this spell to perfection.

This technique was not used just now, which is why the level of the technique is as high as the second level. Performing this technique consumes a lot of spiritual power.

In an instant, Ling Pengyun condensed a blue seal covered with snake-shaped runes.

As soon as the seal was completed, the light flashed and it quickly transformed into a water snake up to three feet long.

"Go." Ling Pengyun raised his hand and struck out the water snake.

The water snake was like a living creature and let out a snake roar from its mouth.

Wushen's eyes flashed with inspiration, and his body quickly swung in the air, driving his body towards the remaining two hundred Qi-training monster beasts bound by thorn vines in the dense forest below Ling Pengyun's spiritual consciousness.

The huge water snake ran rampant among the more than two hundred Qi-training demonic beasts.Because the more than two hundred Qi-training demonic beasts were bound by thorn vines, their bodies could not move at all, so they could only continue to use their own defensive spells on their bodies.

But how could these defensive spells cast in the early and middle stages of Qi training resist the water snake transformed by the second-level spells.

The huge water snake crushed nearly sixty monster beasts in the early and middle stages of Qi training before the remaining energy was exhausted.

Skyrim.

Ling Pengyun, who was riding Fengying Peng, couldn't help but feel a little shocked when he saw the water snake's achievements.

"The power of second-level spells is indeed several times more powerful than first-level spells. The only drawback may be that it consumes too much spiritual energy."

"Even if I am completely victorious, I may only be able to use this water snake technique more than twenty times."

In order to perform the water snake technique, Ling Pengyun had just consumed nearly half of his spiritual power.

Afterwards, Ling Pengyun used three yuan water techniques to hold up the light curtain, and after making up for the deficiencies in defense, he used the extremely powerful water snake technique again.

Thirty breaths later, under Ling Pengyun's powerful attack, the more than four hundred Qi-training demon beasts that were previously restrained by thorn vines died in the hands of Ling Pengyun and Feng Yingpeng.

For this reason, Ling Pengyun's dantian spiritual power also bottomed out again.

"Although I didn't stop them for a long time this time, I killed more than four hundred qi-training monsters. The strength of the group of monsters was halved, which can be regarded as weakening the strength of this group of monsters."

"Relying on the first-level high-grade defensive formation in Xia Zhi Mountain, we can resist the remaining [-] Qi-training monster beasts and the Black Flame Leopard for half an hour. When Aunt Fifteen and the others arrive at Xia Zhi Mountain with support, It should be barely possible.”

Although Ling Pengyun still has the Spirit-Returning Pill, taking multiple Qi-Returning Pills in a short period of time will damage the meridians and Dantian.

This time he went out to Xia Zhi Mountain to stop the swarm of monster beasts and had already accomplished a lot. There was no need to pay such a high price to forcefully swallow the spiritual pill again to stop the swarm of monster beasts.

Ling Pengyun made up his mind, looked at the corpses of more than [-] Qi-training demon beasts that had been beheaded in the dense forest below, and secretly said a pity.

The corpses of more than four hundred monster beasts were among the monster beasts. Unless the entire monster beast group was destroyed, it would be difficult to take them away.

Ling Pengyun sighed helplessly, and with a movement of his consciousness, he controlled the more than four hundred thorn vines still remaining in the dense forest below, and bound them to the four legs and bodies of the remaining five hundred Qi-training demon beasts in the demon beast group, restricting them. their actions.

Then, he waved his hand to call back to his side the two flying swords of blue steel that were fighting with the Black Flame Leopard, and put them into his storage bag.

Then he patted the head of Feng Yingpeng, who was sitting down, and signaled.

"Feng Ying, return to Xia Zhi Mountain."

Feng Yingpeng, who was enjoying the joy of killing monsters, heard his master's signal and had no choice but to give up killing the monsters in the dense forest below.

Although it was fun to kill monsters, in Feng Yingpeng's heart, his master was the first priority.

Feng Ying Peng spread his wings, turned around, and quickly flew towards Xia Zhi Mountain.

Below, dense forest.

The Black Flame Leopard at the front of the group of monster beasts in the initial stage of foundation building saw Ling Pengyun, who had consumed too much breath, escape on Feng Yingpeng, and wanted to catch up and kill him for food.

The body of a foundation-building monk contains spiritual power, which is a great tonic for monsters.

But when the Black Flame Leopard thought about the remaining five hundred Qi-training stage demon beasts behind him, they were all trapped by thorn vines, and it would be difficult to break free in a short time. If he waited for the more than five hundred Qi-training stage demon beasts to break free from the shackles of thorn vines, it would be difficult Catch up with the extremely fast Feng Ying Peng in the sky.

If he could only pursue the attack alone, he would have a slim chance of catching up with Feng Ying Peng.

After thinking about it carefully, the black flame tiger in the early stage of foundation building, which had given birth to spiritual wisdom, immediately gave up chasing Feng Yingpeng.

This place is the realm of the human race, the territory of the monks.

Even if its cultivation is as high as foundation building, there will still be many dangers if it breaks away from the large army and pursues the escaped Ling Pengyun alone.

Under such circumstances, the Black Flame Leopard could only vent his anger by roaring in the direction Ling Pengyun left.

After venting his anger, the Black Flame Leopard smelled the bloody smell in the air. In addition, he had traveled hundreds of miles today and had not eaten during this period. He was hungry and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

It turned around and looked at the corpses of more than [-] qi-training monster beasts that had been killed by Ling Pengyun and Feng Yingpeng in the previous battle. It moved its four legs and walked to the corpse of a late-stage qi-training monster beast. Open its big mouth and eat its flesh and blood.

There were more than [-] monster beasts trapped by thorn vines around them. After using various spells to free themselves one after another, they saw the sight of the Black Flame Tiger eating flesh and blood in the early stage of foundation building. They no longer concealed their hunger, but they all imitated the same and started eating. Not yet the flesh and blood of his comrades.

In just half a stick of incense, the corpses of the more than [-] qi-training monster beasts all entered the belly of the black flame leopard and the remaining [-] or so monster beasts.

On the ground, there was only a patch of blood and some harder bones.

After a hearty meal, the Black Flame Leopard followed the faint human scent left in the air and once again led the group of monster beasts forward, heading towards Xia Zhi Mountain, where the largest number of mortals gathered nearby.

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(End of this chapter)