fifth form

Chapter 310 Magical Powers

"go with!"

The ghost chain was neighing continuously in his hand, and when Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to control, he immediately stretched out his finger.

A mana pointed at the wolf demon, and the ghost chain followed.

"Is there a mistake, you don't even have the cultivation base of the fourth realm?"

The ghost chain flew towards him, but under the fighting instinct of the wolf demon's body, he turned his head to hide, and the magic weapon chain passed by and fell more than ten meters away.

Hearing the unreconciled crackling of his hand bones, Buddha's face showed pain.

He was not affected by the pain of a broken hand, but the Buddha's heart was as cold as ice.

The helper finally called, the helper finally worked, and the helper was not capable enough.

Hope again and again, brought disappointment to the Buddha again and again.

It's desperation fucking open the door for desperation, desperation comes home.

There is no problem with Zhang Xuezhou's steps in manipulating the ghost chain. The timing of Zhang Xuezhou's insertion into the battle is a little later, but it is acceptable.

What really made Buddha despair was the other party's cultivation.

The fourth realm of Xiniu Hezhou corresponds to the real spirit realm of Nanfangbuzhou.

At this level of realm, practice and magic power are no longer confined to the physical body, but go out of the physical body, forming an extension of the casting distance.

This realm also brings the most commonly used abilities of monks.

Mana lock.

This is the most common ability of a great cultivator, and it is even so common that many great cultivators don't take it seriously, thinking that it is the most basic requirement of a spellcaster.

Just like a shooter needs to aim at a target, a sword must have a target to exert its power, and the same is true for casting spells.

Only when the mana locks on the opponent, can their spells fall on the opponent.

Among them, there are means of locking and reverse unlocking.

Aside from mentioning a lot of realm-related content, the Buddha has only now discovered that Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation base has not stepped into the most basic mainstream ranks of sorcerers.

It made him desperate.

Without the ability to lock mana, spells and magic weapons would not have the possibility of long-distance and accurate casting.

After fiddling for a long time, the magic weapon that Zhang Xuezhou had condensed for a long time failed.

Even if Fozi has a family background, it is impossible for him to let Zhang Xuezhou reach the standard in a short period of time, and it is even more impossible for him to have a very high proficiency in controlling his cultivation immediately after stepping into the fourth realm.

"I came to the East for chance, not for death..."

Fozi clenched his teeth tightly.

Blood was bleeding from his mouth, and he forcibly relied on his hands to resist the higher-level wolf demon with his physical body.

"Magic!"

A low voice came out of his throat, his forehead was bleeding, and his flesh was split open, as if something was about to come out of his head.

"destroy……"

In the unnatural explosion, Fozi's face was flushed, blood flowed across his forehead, and a black nucleus mixed with flesh and blood moved like a bug, and kept burrowing out with all his strength.

At the same time, his skin began to show dry cracks like a wetland exposed to the sun.

The blood gushing from his forehead fell down his face and splashed on the clothes on his chest.

The blood penetrated the monk's robe and stained the skin.

The instant the blood came into contact with the skin, blood gushed out from the cracks in his body.

The Buddha, who was always clean, turned into a blood man in an instant.

"die!"

Like an evil ghost demanding his life from hell, Buddha let out a low and fierce cry.

The center of his forehead cracked, and a white light shot out.

"Mr. Hao, help me!"

The gushing white light did not shine out instantly like a ray of light, but slowly stretched forward as if stretching out a hand.

The feeling of fatal death welled up in his heart, and the wolf demon Jiufeng walked out of the bloodthirsty and insane confusion.

Fear like a human face appeared on his wolf face, which showed his true body, and then the demon power in his body exploded and he began to cry out in despair.

A head with the same appearance as the wolf demon Jiufeng poked out from his neck, and two wolf claws stretched out toward the white light.

Just the touch just now, this Mr. Hao who was called out by the wolf demon also showed fear.

He watched helplessly as his claws turned into ashes, spreading to his body.

This kind of spread is like a ignited powder keg. Before the ashes fall to the ground, the dull explosion has already resounded through the wilderness of the remaining temple.

With a distance of more than ten meters, Zhang Xuezhou only felt the dragon-subduing stake he was stepping on shake, and then fell crookedly.

Behind him, the burning temple did not withstand the impact of the explosion, and collapsed in the crumbling flames.

"Buddha?"

Countless dust mixed with ashes and ashes of clothing rose all over the sky, turning this area into a gray area.Zhang Xuezhou had to flap his wings and move away.

He yelled.

In the center of the venue, there was no answering voice from the Buddha.

This made Zhang Xuezhou have to fly a little higher.

Fozi's attitude towards him was barely soft, and the masters who followed the first prince Yu Shan must be to capture Wu Chao and others, and Zhang Xuezhou was among them.

It is impossible for the wolf demon to be friendly to him.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't determine the final result for a while, so he had to keep a safe distance again.

The feeling of fatigue caused by the lack of essence and blood in the body welled up in his heart, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help shouting that he was unlucky.

If he didn't get things done, his body paid the price.

The price made him unhappy.

The thought of failing to help made him even more upset.

If you don't help, you can't ask the Buddha for a reward. If you can't ask for a reward, his blood will be wasted.

Zhang Xuezhou seldom used his mana. Regardless of the bag or Dong Zhongshu's magic weapon fan, many magic weapons are played in his hands, and he has never used this kind of magic weapon to fly out.

He aimed several times, but he didn't expect the ghost chain to miss the moment it wrapped around the head of the wolf demon.

"In the final analysis, you still can't do things well, but if you fix the head of the wolf demon, can I still be tied up?"

Zhang Xuezhou thought about it, and felt that he could beat him up.

Not to mention asking for the Buddha's treasure, at least he has to recover his body.

The flying dust all over the sky drifted away with the wind after tens of seconds, revealing two blurred figures buried under the dust.

"All dead?"

Looking at the one person and one wolf lying on the ground together, Zhang Xuezhou flapped his wings vigorously, and kept looking down while keeping a distance.

There are wolf corpses without heads, and there are figures whose heads have been buried in the dust for a long time without moving.

There are very few cultivators who can live without their heads. Zhang Xuezhou can be sure that the former is probably dead, but Zhang Xuezhou can't be sure whether the latter is completely dead.

"Buddha?"

He shouted, but Buddha's body didn't move at all.

When Zhang Xuezhou shouted a few more words, Fozi didn't respond.

This made him retract his wings and slowly fall down.

Fozi likes to collect corpses, and now it has come to him to collect corpses, which makes Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but sigh for a while.

There are too many people throwing corpses in the field, and Zhang Xuezhou didn't do such good things at first, but when the Buddha mentioned his wealth, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had to search his body before throwing the other party into the flames.

He reached out and touched Buddha's body, and his hands were immediately covered with mud mixed with blood.

"It's so miserable." Zhang Xuezhou sighed, "You said it would be nice if we could move our mouths, and we must beat them to death!"

He touched Buddha's cuff pocket with his hand, and turned to the waist and abdomen where the private things were placed when there was nothing there.

When he reached out to touch a purse, Zhang Xuezhou immediately reached out and grabbed it.

But before the purse was in his hands, Zhang Xuezhou felt a hand like an iron claw grabbing his foot.

"save……"

Unconscious grunts came, accompanied by enormous power.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that his feet were about to be pinched and broken.

"I can't save you, let go, if you don't let go, I'll kill you with a knife!"

Zhang Xuezhou's fingers were stained with saliva, and then he reached out and swiped repeatedly, and the deer cutting knife in the pocket was quickly taken out.

"You can't open my Cosmos Bag without me casting a spell!"

Perhaps it was the lack of strength that was dying, perhaps it was the feeling of Zhang Xuezhou's pain, or maybe it was the threat of the deer-cutting knife, or maybe it was clear what Zhang Xuezhou needed, Buddha muttered in a low voice, and let go of his right hand holding Zhang Xuezhou's feet.

"Is this the Small Cosmos Bag?"

Zhang Xuezhou's deer-cutting knife did not cut at Fozi's loose right hand. He swung the blade, and the purse tied around Fozi's waist was cut off into the palm of his hand.

Looking at the ordinary purse, and looking at his own bag like an old cloth bag, Zhang Xuezhou finally decided that this is really not a hidden treasure that he can open.

(End of this chapter)