Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 95 The magician Shuo Yue breaks through the ten formations

Wu Meng stood at the door of the cave, his fingertips flickering, flickering on and off, like the rising moon.

As the finger tips change, a Taoist magic trick emerges like clouds and flowing water.

Wood armor, wisteria, leaf blade...

In just one or two breaths, he did it in an orderly manner, and the second uncle of the Luo family was dazzled and dumbfounded.

Four or five thick vines rose up from the snow. Not only did they deflect seven or eight rosary instruments, they also whipped a disciple who was setting up the formation and flew backwards.

And the green leaf blade condensed out of thin air shone brightly and rotated towards several disciples who were performing the technique, causing a panic.

There are also flame explosions.

Not to mention the huge power, the flames that exploded seemed to have eyes, and they shot towards each enemy with precision.

Suddenly, the offensive collapsed, and the Lin family monks who were originally aggressive were beaten into chaos.

The second uncle of the Luo family looked at Wu Meng with surprise and joy in his eyes!

He raised his fingers and made a gesture, water surged under his feet, and the person had entered the range of the cave formation.

A transmission note appeared at the same time: "Combined formation! I'm calling for people!!"

Ten well-trained monks are equipped with magic weapons, talismans, and even formations to trap enemies, and the spells they cast are both controlled and powerful.

Although they are all at the third level of qi training, it is difficult for middle-level monks to find favor with them.

Just like the second uncle of the Luo family, he can perform spells faster than others, but is it faster than ten pairs of hands?

The power of advanced spells is many times greater, but first of all, it is difficult to master the technique in the face of a dense offensive. Secondly, how many people are like Wu Meng who can perfect the advanced spells in the mid-term?

It is normal for ordinary monks to struggle with food and clothing like Luo Qingbao.

Because of this, the second uncle of the Luo family's first thought was to call someone.

however.

His movements soon froze.

More than a dozen leaf blades gathered out of thin air, grazing his cheek and whirling past.

If I remember correctly, Leaf Blade Technique is already the fourth level...

With such a large number, can the spiritual consciousness of a monk in the middle stage of Qi training really be able to control it?

The Wu Meng in front of him seemed to be an endless stream of magic machines, making people's scalp numb just by looking at him.

What made Uncle Luo's eyes twitch even more was that in the blink of an eye, Wu Meng, who was changing his forehand skills in front of him, slowly disappeared.

"Illusion?! Or afterimage?!"

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Behind him, screams began to sound.

The first to be defeated were the three monks responsible for defending against the enemy.

The most eye-catching one among them is a man in golden armor. He is naturally strong and strong, and he must have also practiced body training. He looks like a god general in the presence.

This person blocked several blades of Wu Meng's blades in succession. The golden armor shattered and disappeared, and a vine pierced through his heart.

When he died, his eyes were wide open and he could not close his eyes.

The other two people all had expressions of horror as if they had seen a ghost.

The two of them worked together to control a bell-shaped magic weapon, resisting the blades and vines, trying to fight and retreat at the same time.

However, what frightened them was that Wu Meng appeared behind them at some point.

A heat wave swept through.

One of the three disciples who was setting up the formation was knocked away by the vines first, and the other two turned into blazing fires without even being able to hold on for a breath.

Among the remaining four.

Someone had been hit by the wooden armor spell earlier and was set on fire by the scurrying fire snake, and was screaming and wailing.

The other three people looked frightened, but they were still calm. One of them turned into sand, and the other diverted water, turning the whole body into a quagmire.

The remaining person gathered together in a line with the rosary beads and attacked Wu Meng.

As soon as the rosary beads hit the human figure, they crackled and exploded, and golden light emerged from inside them, like acupuncture and flowing inflammation.

The man's face turned pale, and Wu Meng's figure disappeared in the next moment.

But it hit an afterimage.

"How to fight like this? This person is really in the middle stage of Qi training?!"

He cursed angrily, and while he was annoyed and frightened, the fragrance of flowers suddenly wafted from the tip of his nose.

How can there be the fragrance of flowers in this sky full of ice and snow?     "Run...run..."

He turned his head and saw the scene in front of him. A gust of cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body couldn't help but shiver.

A charming snow lotus bloomed quietly above the head of the person standing by.

The surrounding grass is swaying in the wind.

It seems like it’s really a pleasant April day!

However, contrary to the beautiful scenery, dense vines drilled in and out of the human skin and flesh, as if they were using it as nourishment. It was extremely terrifying!

He couldn't stop shaking and was completely frightened.

I turned around and wanted to run, only to realize that there were white lotuses blooming and shadows of trees on the other side.

After just a few breaths, Lianxia's senior brother's complexion turned gray and gloomy, his hair fell and his teeth became loose.

Only myself is left...

The man had tears streaming down his face, and there seemed to be a whimpering and trembling sound in his throat, and he looked up inch by inch.

There was no white lotus, just a raging fire.

boom!

Another figure turned into a torch.

It's too late to say that it only took ten breaths from the flying boat to fall.

The only ones still standing in the field were the two people with the 'clock' on their heads.

The two men were equally frightened and ran for their lives regardless.

Wu Meng seemed to have finally exhausted his strength, his face turned pale, he was panting slightly, and he just looked at the backs of the two people from a distance.

"It's... it's over?"

The second uncle of the Luo family sounded a trembling voice.

But he didn't wait for a reply.

Wu Meng's figure slowly dissipated, with no trace left.

He was the only one left standing alone in the messy snow, but his heart was even messier than the snow.

……

……

Time goes back a few breaths ago.

In a snow forest three miles away from Wumeng Cave, two people stood on the top of a tree, looking far into the distance.

It was Jiang Yu and Lin Youting from Qianjin Mountain.

Jiang Yu is dressed like snow and has a clear face. He is not handsome, but he is masculine and gentle at the same time.

If he were in the mortal world, he would be more like a Confucian general, with both bookishness and a sense of violence.

At this time, his eyes were covered with a layer of golden light, shining like the water surface dipped in the afterglow.

This is the Golden Eye Technique, which has many magical effects. It can see through darkness and fog, enhance vision, and has a restraining effect on ghosts and evil spirits.

Lin Youting on the side also performed this technique.

The direction the two of them were looking at was exactly where Wu Meng Cave Mansion was.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and looked at each other for a few moments, but Lin Youting exclaimed.

"This ten-man team is all Huaqu 'veterans' who have been carefully trained by You Jiang! How could they be broken up as soon as they met each other?!!"

Jiang Yu's expression was solemn: "The speed of performing the technique is too fast. He must have practiced special techniques. The formation cannot be arranged, and someone will be damaged."

After another half breath, Lin Youting's breath stagnated: "The person disappeared!! Does he know illusions?"

"It's not an illusion!"

Jiang Yu said in a deep voice: "Is it an afterimage caused by simply moving too fast! Magic? Or is it body refining?"

"This team can't come back..."

He shook his head and continued to look, with a trace of surprise quickly appearing on his face: "This is... the three-flower puppetry technique! The cultivation is extremely profound, at least to the realm of double flowers..."

"Wu Meng... Lin Youjiang is afraid that his intestines will turn green this time... Let's go, the situation has been basically figured out, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

He took out the vehicle, but saw that Lin Youting did not move.

He was stunned: "What's wrong?"

　Last week, I discussed with the editor that it would be put on the shelves this Friday, which should be tonight. I originally planned to save some manuscripts, but in the end, I ended up writing the last chapter but not the next one... I can’t see the elders of Jiangdong O.O

　　

　

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