Wonderland

Chapter 280 Kun Shi Leiguang
Seeing that the old man in the hemp robe did not come after him, the flying horned python that had jumped into the void stopped and coiled into a ball in the air.

With contempt in his eyes, he stared at the old man in hemp robe.

Although the emperor-level monster does not have the same IQ as an adult human, its IQ level is also around six or seven years old. It wanted to fly into the air and fight with the old man in hemp robes, but he never thought that the human monk was so useless.

It didn't follow at all, which made the flying horned python start to get angry after being surprised.

There was a cold light in its eyes, and it opened its bloody mouth suddenly. A huge fireball fell from the sky, and the surrounding air was so hot that it appeared in a trance.

And the large groups of wind howling birds around saw that the leader had started to attack, so naturally they would not be idle. They cast wind scrolls one after another, and after converging, they condensed into huge tornadoes, falling towards Zisun Immortal City.

A look of hesitation appeared on Xiao Lin's face. The imperial monster has already appeared. Should he choose to leave now?

He was still a little worried, after all, the casual cultivators outside the city had almost been slaughtered, and the mountain beasts all over the mountains and plains had also paid a heavy price, with countless casualties.

And the casual cultivators who went out of the city to "get rich" before were even more miserable. After a lot of fighting, there were less than a hundred of them left.

Xiao Lin looked at all this with a pale face, and sighed secretly in his heart, the wars in the cultivation world are indeed terrible, and the probability of low-level monks dying in such wars has reached an extremely terrifying level.

In contrast, the death rate in the Catacomb Trials that I participated in back then was not so terrifying.

Even the remaining hundred or so people can't hold on for long, and it will be a matter of time before they are wiped out by the group.

Watching the Beilan Sect disciples vomited blood and fell to the ground one after another, Xiao Lin understood that Ziyang Immortal City's protective formation would not be able to last long under the attack of this flying horned python.

Once the moat formation is broken, there is still hope for the old man in hemp robe, as a Golden Core cultivator, to escape from the mouth of the flying horned python. More bad luck than good.

Even if a few can get out by luck, the number will never be too many.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin turned around and flew towards the west of the city. Although he hadn't succeeded in cultivating the ghost secret technique, he had already reached this level, and even if there were some risks, he could only take them.

If they really waited for Ziri Immortal City to be breached by monsters, it would be very difficult to escape at that time.

Suddenly, Xiao Lin saw two huge auras of aura emerging from the city, one blue and one yellow, dragging a tens of feet long aura tail, tearing through the air all the way, and shooting towards the flying horned python in the void.

Through the strong aura, Xiao Lin vaguely saw that the two auras were a knife and a trident.

Immediately after the two flashes of spiritual light, there were two figures, wrapped in the rich spiritual light, they shot at the city wall in the blink of an eye, and landed beside the old man in hemp robe.

The aura dissipated, revealing two people, a thirty-year-old scribe and a forty-year-old strong man.

Seeing the two people appear, the old man in hemp robe showed surprise on his face, and exclaimed, "So it's Senior Brother He and Senior Brother Meng."

"Junior Brother Wan, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, don't come here without any problems." The scribe looked at the old man in hemp robe with a smile on his face, while the senior brother Meng next to him had a sullen face and didn't speak. .

"How can Wan be compared to the two senior brothers, and is deeply loved by the uncle. No, it has been 30 years since he was dispatched to this Ziyang Immortal City." The old man surnamed Wan looked depressed, shook his head, and said with a wry smile.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Wan is too modest. Who doesn't know that stationing in Xiancheng is the most lucrative job. Compared with guarding the Zongmen, we have nothing but the pitiful welfare of the Zongmen, but we are very lucky. .”

Seeing the monk surnamed Meng sarcasm, the old man surnamed Wan was surprisingly not angry, but just laughed a few times, then fell silent and stopped talking.

"Okay, now is not the time to bicker. That flying horned python is very difficult to deal with. It's better to get rid of it first. The materials on the flying horned python are excellent materials for refining magic weapons. I'll wait for three How about equal sharing?"

"Split equally?" Jin Dan surnamed Meng sneered, and said, "It's just a flying horned python. Among the disciples and grandchildren of the old poisonous dragon, it's just a low-level character. It would be ridiculous to go out."

Both the scribe and the old man in hemp robe showed bitter expressions when they heard the words, especially the old man in hemp robe, he knew very well that this flying horned python was a genuine emperor-level mid-level monster, and he was absolutely no match for it.

However, these two nominal senior brothers of mine are both at the middle stage of Jindan, so they may not be able to win in a single duel, but it is not easy to be defeated by this flying horned python.

Although he also coveted the material of the flying horned python, but his senior brother Meng obviously didn't intend to let him get a piece of the pie, so he was not in a hurry and let his senior brother Meng go out in the limelight.

In case of losing the enemy and being wounded by the flying horned python, I wouldn't be able to blame myself at that time.

"Since Junior Brother Meng is interested in this beast, let me let it go to you." The scribe had a smile on his lips, but the coldness in his eyes disappeared in a flash.

"Hehe, if that's the case, then Meng Mou will not be polite." He looked up, and saw that the trident, which had turned into tens of meters, showed a trace of coldness on his face, and his body rose into the air, with khaki streaks Aura emerged from his body.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a layer of khaki scale armor, covering his whole body except his head.

It is the primary earth spell "Golden Armor."

This elementary spell was cast in the hands of the Golden Core cultivator, but its power far surpassed that of the Foundation Establishment cultivator. With afterimages, the cultivator surnamed Meng came directly to his trident and snatched it into his hand.

Towards the flying horned python coiled into a ball hundreds of meters away, it pierced through the air.

Immediately, three thick khaki auras turned into three beams of light and shot towards the flying horned python.

The flying horned python naturally knew that the original human monk had come to help again, but it was not afraid at all, instead it became fierce, and it opened its mouth and ejected a giant fireball, facing the three beams of light.

"Break it for me." With a roar, the speed of the three khaki beams increased by three points, piercing through the fireball, and then dissipating in the void.

The giant fireball exploded immediately, and the flames from the explosion spread in all directions, turning the wind howlers that couldn't dodge around them into ashes.

The flying horned python's eyes shot fiercely, and with a roar, its huge body rushed directly towards the monk surnamed Meng.

"Good job." Seeing the flying horned python rushing towards him, the monk surnamed Meng showed excitement on his face, and the trident in his hand flashed with a strong and huge aura, stabbing towards the flying horned python's head.

"Not good." When Kankan stabbed the python's head, monk surnamed Meng suddenly felt that something was wrong, and a phantom flashed wildly from the slanted stab.

With a thought in his mind, a khaki spiritual shield emerged from his body. It had just grown to a size of two or three feet, when he heard a "bang", monk surnamed Meng flew directly a hundred feet away.

Barely stabilizing his figure, monk surnamed Meng showed horror on his face. Although he was not injured by this blow, the blood in his body was also tumbling.

"Go." After experiencing the terrifying physical body of the flying horned python, no matter how stupid the monk surnamed Meng was, he knew that he could not compete with monsters.

The trident was thrown out by him, flashing tens of meters of spiritual light, and stabbing towards the flying horned python in the air.

At the same time, a star ring between the fingers of monk surnamed Meng flickered slightly, and a bead the size of a fist shone with cyan aura emerged, floating in front of monk surnamed Meng, twirling around.

"Go." The monk surnamed Meng showed a trace of heartache on his face, and he touched the cyan bead with one hand, and the cyan bead immediately turned into a blue light, and shot towards the flying horned python.

Flapping its wings, the flying horned python jumped into the sky, and then the python's head spit out a giant fireball towards monk surnamed Meng.

The trident, which was tens of feet in size, also made a sharp turn, and flew towards the sky, closely following behind the flying horned python, while the blue bead shook slightly, and disappeared without a trace.

Although the flying horned python's body was hundreds of feet long, it was huge, but it was extremely sensitive. After turning its eyes wildly, it found that the blue beads had suddenly disappeared, which made it look suspicious.

"Break it for me."

Accompanied by the voice of monk surnamed Meng, the cyan bead suddenly appeared on the top of the flying horned python, and a large piece of thunder burst out suddenly, dazzling people's eyes.

A group of casual cultivators who were staring at the sky couldn't help closing their eyes at the moment when the blue beads exploded.

The thunder light flickered, and the raging thunder light covered a distance of tens of feet. Most of the body of the flying horned python was covered by the thunder light.

"Kunshi Leiguang?" Seeing this scene, the old man in hemp robe changed his face and exclaimed.

"I didn't expect Junior Brother Meng to actually refine this Kunshi Leiguang." The scribe also had a surprised expression on his face, and said softly.

"It is rumored that Kunshi Lightning Light is condensed by collecting Yuanshi Thunder and using its own mana. It took decades of hard work to condense it. It is so powerful that even a monk in the late stage of Jindan, facing this Kunshi Lightning Light Hit, I'm afraid it's more ominous than good."

The old man in hemp robe finally understood that the reason why his senior brother Meng dared to fight this flying horned python alone was because of Kunshi Leiguang's support.

"Each piece of Kunshi Thunder Light is very precious. When it comes to value, I'm afraid it won't lose to the material of this flying horned python's scales and horns. I really don't know what he is thinking?" It was full of puzzled expressions.

"Could it be that there are more precious things on this flying horned python?" The old man in hemp robe was also puzzled. Originally, with Meng Xuan's fighting power, he had a winning rate of about [-]% when fighting this flying horned python.

Therefore, the old man in hemp robe was not optimistic about Meng Xuan, and he could even imagine in his heart the fate of Meng Xuan being killed by the flying horned python and fleeing.

But he never thought that Meng Xuan would not hesitate to use all the Kunshi Leiguang that could be condensed after decades of condensing, which made him puzzled.

(End of this chapter)