The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 1171
The evil cultivators are not without their masters. When they saw this, they screamed and yelled: "Boy, don't look down on people too much! Look at grandpa's methods!"

As the man spoke, a red light shot out from his hand.

Unlike the others whose red light was formless, this man's red light flexed and stretched for a moment before turning into a large blood-colored bird with bright feathers, a long beak and sharp claws, and rushed towards the formation.

The female cultivator just now used her bow and shot again, and the ice arrow penetrated the giant bird. The castration continued and pierced the shoulder of the evil cultivator behind it.

But the big blood-colored bird did not stop there. Although it shrunk in size, it was still unstoppable. It pounced directly on the formation, and with a sharp claw, it tore off a layer of khaki spiritual energy.

Chen Li frowned slightly when he saw this.

Su Minglang also felt his heart sinking.

This is not a magic weapon, but it is not an ordinary spell either, but a magical power.

The so-called magical power is a level higher than magic and is unique to the monk's own understanding.

For example, the unique Dao Gang that Yunying understood can actually be regarded as her own magical power. Feng Jing's many magical fire-control ideas can also be regarded as magical powers if they can be further consolidated.

Compared with ordinary spells, not only the power of magical powers is superb, but the consumption of spiritual energy is also far less than that of ordinary spells.

This blood bird is an evil cultivator with magical powers. Although one is easy to deal with, if he keeps condensing the blood bird with energy, it may really pose a threat to the formation.

Naturally, even if the magical power consumes a very small amount, it is impossible to continuously condense it, but...

Another eagle chirped soaring into the sky, and another large blood-red bird with a similar appearance charged toward the formation, but not in the same direction just now.

Chen Li clenched his fists, and Su Minglang stretched out his tongue nervously and licked the dry skin on his mouth.

This is not good.

He didn't have time to think about why two people could realize similar magical powers. He was only worried about whether more evil cultivators with magical powers would appear.

As if to respond to his conjecture, another giant blood-red bird rose into the sky and charged into the formation from the other side.

Chen Li took a deep breath and sent a message to the disciples: "The evil cultivator is really weird. I guess all the evil cultivators in the realm of spiritual communication may have supernatural powers. At the moment, the only way to do it is to use the drag technique to drag other Taoists to help. Everyone follow what was said before Determined, send all your spiritual power and spiritual energy to me!"

In the jade slip that introduced the formation, there was indeed something about the method of transmitting spiritual energy. Su Minglang knew that these evil cultivators were well prepared, and there was really no better way besides breaking them into pieces to delay time.

All the disciples of the Mingyue Sect sat cross-legged and transferred the spiritual energy from their palms to the people around them.

Through such continuous transmission, the majestic spiritual energy finally gathered on Chen Li.

When the evil cultivators saw this, they laughed loudly: "They were fooled! They really were fooled!"

When Su Minglang heard this, he immediately opened his eyes and looked towards Chen Li.

But Chen Li took a deep breath, as if he couldn't hold it any longer.

The evil cultivators suddenly tentacled their hands, and thousands of bloody lights covered the formation like a rain of flowers, seeming to crush it instantly.

"Unexpectedly, grandpas have already put poisonous poison on you, and they are just waiting for you sheep to gather the poison together!"

"You are really talented in formations. It would be a pity to die in vain. Master Dao will definitely cramp and skin you and train you to be the best puppet!"

This was said to Chen Li. The blackness on his face was very obvious, and his figure was as shaky as a large formation.

At this time, the evil cultivators did not take action. They only watched the scene of the formation cracking greedily. They gathered their strength to be the first to rush into the formation and devour as many of these disciples as possible.

(End of this chapter)