Talent Roulette

Chapter 226
"Who am I? It turns out to be the little lover of Tongtian Ridge."

The tall, thin, knife-faced monk walked out of a fork in the road, and when he saw Senior Brother Wen Wen, he couldn't help but let out a chilling laugh.Like Senior Brother Wen, he gained nothing in half a day in the hall.

"A monk from the Spirit Ghost Sect."

Brother Wen knew that there was an inevitable war between him and the tall, thin, knife-faced monk, because the other party's spiritual power was always in a state of gushing, which caused the rules of the hall to suppress them more and more weakly.

The relationship between Tongtian Ridge and Linggui Sect is very bad, but it has not reached the level of Tianyi Sect and Pan Mozong.If the monks on both sides want to fight, they only need to look at the wishes of one side.

"Unfortunately, you met me here." The tall and thin man with a knife face approached Senior Brother Wen step by step, "It just so happens that I am missing a corpse here."

"Oh, are the monks of the Spirit Ghost Sect so confident?"

The smile on Senior Brother Wen's face didn't diminish. He who had been staying where he was, walked towards the tall and thin monk with a knife face very naturally.

The distance between the two sides was less than ten feet, and the suppression of the two of them by the hall completely disappeared. At the same time, the surrounding stone walls began to retract downwards, leaving a huge space for their battle.

At this moment, the spiritual power fluctuations of both sides were directly displayed in front of each other.

"Late stage of foundation establishment! I really didn't expect that you guys from Tongtian Ridge who entered the secret realm this time, and you, a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment."

Brother Wen's realm surprised the tall and thin knife-faced monk. He was at the peak of the middle stage of foundation establishment. Although it seemed that he was only one step away from the late stage of foundation establishment, it was extremely difficult to take this step.

Being able to enter the late stage of foundation establishment under the age of 60 is enough to prove that this monk has extraordinary talent.

He is a tall, thin, knife-faced monk who is 57 years old, and he is not at all sure that he will enter the late stage of foundation establishment within three years.

"So what about the later stage of foundation establishment, if you meet me, you will still die."

Just as the battlefield was formed, the tall, thin, knife-faced monk poured spiritual power into a special storage bag at his waist. A moment later, a ghost with two heads came out of the storage bag.

The breath emanating from the ghost proves that he has reached the stage of foundation establishment.

The realm of the ghosts reared by the Spirit Ghost Sect must not surpass the master's realm by one or two small realms, otherwise the ghosts will break away from the master's control and come back to kill the master.

"Go, kill him!" The tall, thin, knife-faced man gave an order.

There was a humane smile on the two heads of the ghost, and upon receiving the order from its master, the ghost rushed towards Senior Brother Wen Wen without the slightest hesitation.

With the formation of the battlefield, Brother Wen didn't stay idle, and he sacrificed a golden stick. This is a top-grade magic weapon with 25 spiritual seals engraved on it, and it is a top-notch magic weapon.

After sacrificing a top-grade mage, Brother Wen didn't stop, only to see a fiery red ball coming out of his storage bag. This is also a top-quality magic weapon, but the spirit seal on it is not as good as the first one There are many top-grade magic weapons, but there are also 22 spiritual seals, which can be regarded as the top of the top-quality magic weapons.

Under the control of Senior Brother Wen Wen, the two top-grade magic weapons, the golden stick rushed towards the double-headed ghost, and the fiery red ball attacked the tall and thin monk with sword and sword.

"You can control two top-grade magic weapons so easily." Finally, a trace of seriousness appeared on the face of the tall and thin monk with a knife face. The opponent was not as easy to deal with as he imagined.

At the same time, he also sacrificed the root bone spear. When the monks of the Spirit Ghost Sect deal with the enemy, it is usually a two-on-one situation. The ghosts only need them to give orders, and they don't need to be distracted to control them.

They only need to cooperate with the ghosts to fight. Generally speaking, as the masters of the ghosts, they all provide assistance, and the main combat task is still on the ghosts.

The bone gift sacrificed by the tall, thin knife-faced monk is also a top-grade magic weapon, with a 20-yuan spiritual seal on the magic weapon, which can only be regarded as a middle-level top-quality magic weapon.

The monks of the Spirit Ghost Sect don't have a high demand for weapons. Even if he is the leader, the best magic weapon he possesses is only 20 yuan spirit seal at most.

Under the control of Brother Wen, the golden stick fought against the two-headed ghost.This ghost is very powerful, even if Senior Wen Wen urges 25 spirit seals at once, it will not be able to deal with this double ghost in a short time.

Therefore, Senior Brother Wen only activated 21 spirit seals, and only needed to hold this two-headed ghost.

"Just kill the cultivator of the Spirit Ghost Sect." The smile on Brother Wen's face remained undiminished, thinking in his heart, he mainly controlled the fiery red ball to kill the tall, thin, knife-faced cultivator.

Originally thought that this cultivator of the Spirit Ghost Sect would control the sacrificed magic weapon to prevent his attack from the magic weapon, but who knows, the monk of the Spirit Ghost Sect didn't have this intention at all.

The bone spear directly ignored his magic weapon and came towards him at a fast speed.

The tall, thin, knife-faced monk smiled coldly. Although the opponent's magic weapon could approach him faster, he was already prepared.

With a thought, the contents of the storage bag burst, and a cloud of black mist enveloped his whole body.

He paid a lot of money to get this thing from Gu Changqing. Although Gu Changqing is very annoying, he invented some weird things, which are still very useful.

This black mist can last for ten breaths. During this time, as long as the attack methods of the monks who have not reached the alchemy stage are not reached, any attack will miss him.

And ten breaths is enough time for him to kill this cultivator from Tongtian Ridge.

The bone spear ignored the fiery red ball, Brother Wen immediately took out a yellow talisman and injected a lot of spiritual power into it.

Not long after, a mask of light appeared around Senior Brother Wen Wen.The surface of the mask shimmers and flashes, giving people an unbreakable feeling.

"Second-grade talisman, time shield!" The tall, thin, knife-faced monk was really surprised, "How could he use the second-grade talisman so quickly with his state of late foundation establishment?"

The tall and thin man gritted his teeth secretly. This was completely unexpected. In the script he wrote, this cultivator from Tongtian Ridge should die under his own bone spear.

The fiery red ball erupted with a large amount of flames in an instant, but the flames all passed through the black mist and did not cause any damage to the tall, thin, knife-faced monk.On the other side, all the 20 yuan spirit seals on the bone spear were activated, and they desperately attacked the mask next to Senior Brother Wen, but none of them caused any fluctuations in the mask.

The defensive power of the second-grade defensive talisman is very strong. For monks who have not reached the alchemy stage, it will take a lot of time to break this mask.

"It can't go on like this!" The tall, thin, knife-faced monk knew very well that the black mist would disappear soon.

(End of this chapter)