Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 773: Mingzhi’s style became an instant hit () (Please subscribe, please collect)

"Hmph, since fellow Taoist people have come to my door, I will naturally not be polite."

After Sun Mingzeng realized that he could not gain the upper hand by relying solely on magic weapons, he turned around and offered up three third-level middle-grade three-flavored true fire talismans. They were all exquisite products refined by Sun Mingsheng. The power of each one was not to be underestimated. Disdainful.

The power erupted from the three third-level middle-grade treasure talismans was naturally extraordinary. They instantly turned into a ball of flames and directly surrounded the strange monk.

Sun Mingzeng's sudden borrowing of three third-level middle-grade fire attribute talismans to break the situation was obviously unexpected, and the effect was naturally immediate.

The incoming monk sacrificed a defensive magic weapon and hurriedly put out the fire, but he never discovered that among the endless flames, there were two tiptoeing red beads. Under the erosion and blessing of the flames, the skin had already Some cracks appeared, and red and black auras continued to leak.

"Since fellow Taoist fellow Taoist disciples don't want you and me to break up, why do we need to fight like this and turn against each other?"

"Is it possible that my fellow Taoist really has hope of victory? Can he kill me easily?"

"It is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. Many friends have many paths. Why should Taoist friends be so aggressive?"

During the fight between the two, the monk with an honest face kept chattering away, just like the Tang monk who was tirelessly preparing to lead people to good deeds.

"If fellow Taoist can take this blow, how about turning the conflict into friendship this time?"

Sun Mingzeng, who had never spoken a word, suddenly showed a sunshine-like joy on his face, and his tone of voice became relaxed and comfortable.

This change from the normal situation made the honest-looking monk opposite him suddenly change his expression. If such a change occurred, only the other party would be absolutely sure of winning.

"burst"

Sun Mingzeng didn't seem to care about the other party's actual thoughts. After noticing the state of the red bead, he immediately chose to pinch it with his fingers and input mana into it through the air.

There was only a tiny bit of flame left near the end, but it suddenly seemed to be replenished, and it suddenly became blazing with the blessing of a layer of fiery red droplets.

And the flames at this time were obviously better than before, and even had a certain life breath, which could distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. It contained a strong fire poison, and once again surrounded the monk.

"cough cough"

Under the double erosion of flames and fire poison, the honest-faced monk did not have any time to react and reduce the damage from the flames. He coughed violently, his eyes became red, and traces began to appear on his body. Threads of rot.

"Flying knife gourd, chop"

Naturally, Sun Mingzeng would not give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As a large flying knife that was ten times the size of an ordinary flying knife shot out from the flying knife gourd, the monk's huge head, which had been corroded and tortured by fire poison, was It fell directly.

After losing the support of mana and life, the monk's physical body immediately disappeared like bursts of flying ash under the erosion of the flames.

This battle broke out suddenly, but its intensity was no less than that of the battle. It ended so abruptly, at the expense of the death of a monk who had a good reputation in the cultivation world of northern Xinjiang.

The location where Sun Mingzeng and his two men fought was not too far away from Zombie King Menfang City. During the fight, others were secretly observing every move they made. Once his performance in this battle is slightly inferior, he will be like a piece of carrion, attracting a steady stream of greedy competition.

On the contrary, by quickly killing the opponent with his current state of cutting through the mess with a sharp knife, Sun Mingzeng can successfully establish a firm foothold here and form enough intimidating power that ordinary monks will naturally not dare to easily respond to his sharp edge.

"The quality of this four-line treasure hammer is pretty good. It has a unique shape and is a third-level mid-grade product. It can be refined to a certain extent in the future."

Sun Mingzeng did not react at all to the secret observers. Instead, he focused on collecting the loot in front of him.

The Four-Thread Treasure Hammer is linked by a thread that has been tempered over time, and the middle part is made of an alloy the size of four human heads that has been tempered over time.

The four treasure hammers each take on the shape of different evil spirits. Once used, in addition to using their own attack power, they will also eject bursts of comprehensive toxins.

In short, there is no problem with the quality of this third-level mid-grade magic weapon. It is also outstanding among the same level. It can be regarded as an additional commonly used means of fighting the enemy.

In addition to this four-line treasure hammer, a bulging storage bag is also eye-catching, and Sun Mingzeng successfully pocketed it.

As for the spiritual objects stored in it, he would not openly count them here. He just wanted to create enough deterrence to gain a firm foothold in the northern border.

"I come from the world of cultivation in the Song Dynasty. I came to Northern Xinjiang just to find some opportunities for cultivation and the spiritual objects I need. I don't want to cause other problems. I welcome all sincere collaborators, but some people with ulterior motives will not. Even if you show up, I have the means to defend myself."

Sun Mingzeng shouted an introduction loudly into the empty space around him. For a moment, he seemed majestic and did not allow outsiders to invade.

A quarter of an hour later, Sun Mingzeng turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance. Only then did the golden elixir-stage monks dressed in different styles cautiously reveal their heads.

These Golden Core Stage monks who have been wandering around Northern Xinjiang and near the Corpse King Gate all year round are basically familiar with each other, and they naturally also know something about this fallen Golden Core Stage monk who ranks first in the ranking.

Although his abilities are not too outstanding, they are still above the average. Even if he loses against each other on weekdays, it is more than enough to protect himself.

Who would have expected that this time they were just testing the waters without taking any substantive action, and they would directly encounter disaster. The rabbit died and the fox was sad. The monks in Northern Xinjiang, who were almost the same as other forces and had no obvious advantages, would face Sun Mingzeng head-on in the future. Naturally, there will be some fear in my heart.

This was also the fundamental reason why Sun Mingzeng did not hesitate to spend several feet pressing the treasure talisman at the bottom of the box and using corresponding means to kill the monk head-on.

After this battle, it can be said that Sun Mingzeng has officially established a foothold in the cultivation world of Northern Xinjiang where conspiracies, evil spirits and heretics are everywhere.

"A man is not rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass. Although the consumption in battle is a lot, the harvest is also huge."

On a grassland thousands of miles away, he was counting the trophies in his storage bag. The real top spiritual objects did not appear, but most of them were suitable for his current fourth-level golden elixir cultivation. in order.

Sun Mingzeng has not left the family in these years, and his cultivation has not improved significantly. However, step by step, he has also reached the peak of the fourth level of the Golden Core. He only needs an opportunity to successfully advance to the fifth level of the Golden Core. In a completely new realm of cultivation, this batch of spiritual objects can be said to be at the right time, and their effects will naturally not be lost in the slightest.

(End of this chapter)