Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 247 21 Layers of Lore Formation 1
Ho!
The 21 hall masters of the Wu Temple shouted angrily in unison.

shit.

Su Ming stared at them blankly with wide-eyed eyes, and the battle was quite loud.

The head of the Nanjiang Hall of the Hall of Released Witches pointed at Su Ming and shouted angrily, "Kill the traitor."

"Lu Bu, Li Cunxiao, be sure to kill all the ghost generals, and let the one who escapes come to see you!"

"Yes!"

Lu Bu and Li Cunxiao sacrificed their ghost weapons.

For a time, the light was shining brightly, and the cold air was overwhelming.

"Kill! Kill!"

They yelled to kill again and again, and the sound of yelling and killing rang out in an instant.

Impressive.

Su Ming let out a cold snort, and struck the ground with the gentian silver spear, the divine power of the third-grade artifact swept away.

The movement caused by their bluff was instantly suppressed.

The master of the Nanjiang Hall issued orders, and the 21 ghost generals behind the masters of the Fangwu Hall jumped up and went straight to Li Cunxiao and Lu Bu.

Their ghost generals are not low-level, and the lowest one is also an eighth-level ghost general at the prefecture level.

From here, we can see how terrifying the strength of Fangwu Temple is.

An eighth-level earth-level ghost will be placed in any magic family, it must be an ancestor-like existence, so it's a good life...

As far as Fangwu Temple is concerned, the eighth-level ghost general at the prefecture level is just a pawn that can be used, cannon fodder that can be sacrificed at any time.

In an instant, Li Cunxiao and Lu Bu fought together with the ghost generals from the Temple of the Witch Release.

The ground exploded and cracks proliferated.

The 21 hall masters of the Temple of Freeing Witches rushed towards Su Ming like a miraculous protector.

Su Ming stamped his feet on the ground and hurriedly retreated.

Their offense and defense are natural and orderly.

A few minutes later, Su Ming fell into their encirclement...

The weakest of the 21 hall masters is also an eighth-rank spiritual master. There are more than fifteen peak spiritual masters, and four of them are even second-rank mysterious masters.

Gun out like a dragon!

Su Ming clenched the gentian bright silver spear with both hands and shot at one of the mysterious masters.

With a sarcastic look on his face, he stretched out his hands and held the gentian silver gun tightly in his hands, "The last three artifacts are nothing more than that."

"is it?"

Su Ming smiled slyly, and with a flick of his wrist, fierce energy shot out from the tip of the gun and pierced through his chest.

He gasped, and stumbled back.

He reached out and touched his heart, and the blood kept oozing out, and he was injured in the first round.

He couldn't believe the result.

Su Ming took a step forward, and the gentian silver spear pierced through it with supreme power.

boom!
He dodged in an instant, and the powerful breath fell tens of meters away.

A huge hole was blasted out of the ground.

"God's palm!"

The opponent was furious, blue veins burst out on his forehead, his hands formed seals, and he performed a half-step magical technique.

Su Ming brandished the gentian silver spear and swept out.

They didn't dare to resist, and quickly distanced themselves from Su Ming.

Su Ming carried the gentian silver spear on his shoulders, and his eyes swept over them, "It's nothing more than releasing the master of the witch hall."

"Don't be ashamed!"

Their faces were ferocious, and they were about to burst into tears.

If the 21 hall masters of the Temple of Freedom join forces, if they are not Su Ming's opponent, the reputation of the Temple of Freedom will plummet.

It will have a great impact on the plan of the witch release hall.

They cannot lose and cannot afford to lose.

If they still lose 21 vs. [-], they have no face to continue to be the masters of the Temple of Fangwu.

Fang Wu Temple will certainly not easily forgive their sins.

Su Ming twisted his neck, and said calmly, "It turns out that the master of the Wu Temple is so weak, it really surprised me."

"Brat, do you really think we can't deal with you?"

The master of Nanjiang Hall roared in a low voice.

"Stop talking nonsense with him, you must take him down as soon as possible, otherwise it will not be a good thing for us to attract the attention of the magic family or even the Taoist sect."

A deep voice came from the throat of the master of the Tiannan Hall of Fangwu Temple.

"Earth Fire Method!"

The 21 of them cast the same spell together, the flames burned from the void, and the 21 fire dragons rushed towards Su Ming with all their teeth and claws.

"Tiangang spell!"

Su Ming brandished the gentian silver spear, his fierce aura condensed into a big bell, which stood still.

Bang!

The fire dragon impacted on the big clock, and the shocking bell sounded.

Su Ming made a formula with one hand and put it on his heart, his whole body burst into dazzling golden light.

"break!"

The big clock formed by the condensed spiritual power suddenly shattered, and the fragments flew in all directions.The 21 guardians of Fangwu Temple were caught off guard and cut by fragments of spiritual power.

Su Ming swung the gentian silver spear, mobilizing the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and launched a big move against the hall master of the witch release hall.

The sky was covered with overcast clouds, and thunder and lightning crisscrossed.

Suddenly, countless spears fell from the sky, aiming at the 21 masters of Fangwu Temple like raindrops.

They cast spells in a panic to avoid, but were still injured by the gun rain.

Of course, persimmons still have to be picked softly.

Su Ming strode towards the weakest one of them, grabbed his throat with his palm, and suddenly exerted force with his palm, crushing the vital part of his throat.

Finally one died.

"Five suns are really hot!"

Su Ming didn't give them a chance to breathe. He pointed his finger at the void, and the Five Suns True Fire appeared out of thin air and surrounded them heavily.

Their figures struggled in the flames. The Five Suns True Fire was not enough to kill them, but it could consume their strength.

"Breaking the curse!"

Su Ming's figure disappeared in a flash, breaking through the blazing flames, and his fingers were heavily pressed between the eyebrows of another person.

His expression froze, and the power in his body was blocked.

With a smile on Su Ming's face, he quickly exited the flame, and the flame closed and rolled towards him.

Without strength, how can we resist the Five Suns True Fire?

In less than half a minute, he was reduced to ashes.

Another death.

Under the cover of gun rain and Wuyang real fire, Su Ming went on a killing spree.

Of the 21 masters of the Temple of Freedom of Witches, the six weakest have already perished physically and mentally.

When the other people dispelled the Five Suns True Fire and saw that six people were missing, their faces became ferocious, their eyes were tearing apart, and dense blood lines crawled out of their eyes, looking creepy.

"Little bastard, this old man wants to crush you to ashes."

The master of Nanjiang Palace roared heart-piercingly.

Su Ming looked at them proudly, "Don't talk too early, let the 21 masters of the Wu Temple deal with me alone, but I killed six of them in a few minutes, will others laugh at you..."

"What about incompetence?"

Su Ming looked at them with a mocking face.

They panted heavily, their eyes fixed on Su Ming.

"Kill, kill him no matter what."

The remaining masters of Fangwu Temple were so angry that their heads were in a daze, and they couldn't choose what to say.

Su Ming knew very well that they were hiding their strength. After all, the Temple of Fangwu is a force that everyone shouts and beats. Even a small character in the Temple of Fangwu can escape death if found, let alone the master of the Temple of Fangwu.

Although there are no famous Taoist mountains or ancient temples near Nanjiang City, who can be sure that no one will walk in the world and experience the world of mortals.

They abandoned the scruples in their hearts and moved forward step by step, with each step their breath climbed by a knot...

Fifteen forces twisted together, deforming the space.

Su Ming squinted his eyes and looked at them, feeling a little dignified in his heart.

The master of the witch release hall with a full cultivation base is a very difficult opponent.

Su Ming exhaled a breath of hot air, tapped the sole of his foot on the ground, and drew a hidden spell on the ground.

Whoosh!

Let the fifteen hall masters of the Wu Temple fight together, turning into afterimages and killing Su Ming.

Su Ming's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. He stomped on the ground hard, pushed his hands forward, and hurriedly retreated.

The situation just now was very dangerous. If Su Ming hadn't reacted quickly, he might have fallen into the encirclement of the fifteen masters of the Temple of Freeing Witches.

At this moment, you must not be surrounded by them, otherwise you will fall into a very passive situation.

Su Ming made a strategy from the very beginning, casting spells to disturb their sight, make them lose their composure, and then attack them one by one.

Su Ming raised his hand and stirred up the dust on the ground.

Immediately cast the method of earth escape to hide.

As the dust fell, he had disappeared from the sight of the fifteen masters of the Temple of Freedom of Witches...

Su Ming suddenly appeared at one person's feet, reached out and grabbed his ankle, pulling him into the ground vigorously.

Ah!
The arranged gentian silver spear directly pierced the man's body.

Blood was spilled on the ground, and the remaining 14 were terrified and furious.

"Find him out."

"Raze this place to the ground!"

boom!
When they worked together, hundreds of meters around were destroyed in an instant, and the whole ground sank several meters.

However, they still failed to find Su Ming's figure.

"Could this brat run away?"

"impossible!"

The Tiannan Palace Master denied it, "We have joined hands to set up a barrier that covers the sky and the sun, and no one can escape easily."

"But he must not reason it out in a normal way, otherwise the empress will never send us to kill him."

"How about that?"

(End of this chapter)