The speed of the spirit boat is naturally faster than that of the wooden kite, but Zhong Ziyan can't keep flying like this, because firstly, his spiritual power is limited, and secondly, he has to take away the red coffin where Wei Chun's body is stored.

Looking back at the three wooden kites in the back, they were a little far apart, so they couldn't be seen clearly. It is roughly estimated that there are no less than eight monks, and there are two or three on each frame.

Zhong Ziyan asked Meng Wa behind him, "Can you control this level of spirit boat?"

Meng Wa showed apology, seeing Zhong Ziyan frowning slightly, he hurriedly said, "I'm afraid I'm not very skilled~"

She has been guarded for eight years, and has basically never touched the flying spirit weapon, but it is obvious that Zhong Ziyan needs it now, so she has no choice but to bite the bullet and use it.

"Let me teach you the formula. This low-level spiritual weapon is very easy to operate."

Zhong Ziyan quickly taught Meng Wa, and saw that she was very talented, so he quickly got started, so he sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a tonic pill, and quickly recovered his aura.

After flying over the second hill, the three wooden kites speeded up significantly. Meng Wa looked back, and under panic control, the distance between the two parties was actually shortened.

Zhong Ziyan suddenly had a feeling in his heart, and there was an unusually familiar aura coming towards him from the south.

Opening his eyes, seeing the three wooden kites behind him about to catch up, Zhong Ziyan got up and regained control of the spirit boat. After a while, the spirit energy hadn't even recovered half of it. It took time for the body to transform, but the current situation did not allow him to continue to meditate.

Boom~

A fireball flew towards him, the spirit boat shook, and Zhong Ziyan suppressed the aftermath.

"Boy, stop obediently and let the old man search for it, or I will show you how to look good!" Nie Mantian at the back became rampant, and shouted out threats.

Zhong Ziyan ignored him and calculated quickly in his mind. Just now, when he got closer, he could feel that this group of people had some strength. Not counting the old thief, there were eight people coming together, and there were actually four monks in the late stage of Qi training.

In the middle stage of six qi training, Nie Mantian has no fighting power, and there is a very timid Nie Qing among the remaining five people. It should be easy to deal with, but I don't know what the other people have.

Zhong Ziyan took out a stack of talismans, all of which were low-level detonating talismans, and handed over twenty pieces to each of the three women with one hand, "The three of you infused the auras into the talismans, and then urged the talismans to hit the three wooden kites at the right time." .”

Meng Wa is better. The remaining two girls don't know how to use talismans for a while. They have done too much to serve and earn a living. At this time, let them use fighting methods to make a fool of themselves.

I just heard someone on the wooden kite in the middle of the rear humming, "How can the detonating talisman be used like this, let grandpa demonstrate it to you."

There was a bang of thunder, and a fist-thick thunder pillar shot from the talisman from behind, directly hitting the spirit boat, and Zhong Ziyan was so shocked that his mind was in a trance.

"Damn it, this is a low-level Thunder Spirit Talisman!"

In a trance, the spirit boat fell uncontrollably into the third mountain range, and the moment it was about to hit the rocks, Zhong Ziyan regained control and the spirit boat lifted into the air again.

It's a pity that the three wooden kites were already encircling, Nie Mantian pointed with his left hand, "Boy, let's see where you are going to escape!"

It was Nie Mantian's wooden kite that blocked the way, Zhong Ziyan frowned and slammed into Nie Mantian's wooden kite, sneering in his heart, "Since you want to block the way, let's see who is tougher!" '

There were three people standing on this wooden kite, Nie Mantian and the other two late stage foundation builders. Although they were a little surprised when they saw Zhong Ziyan rushing towards them, they were not afraid.

The tallest monk in gray clothes sneered at the corner of his mouth, and the two yellow hands with purple lightning on his hands merged together, and soon there was another thunder.

Zhong Ziyan was not idle either, he threw out ten detonating talismans with one hand, and the struck thunder pillar came into contact with the ten detonating talismans, and the huge shock hit the surroundings from midair. Zhong Ziyan controlled the spirit boat to retreat, but was caught by two people behind him The fire technique cast by the monk on the wooden kite hit.

The protective barrier of the spirit boat trembled, showing signs of breaking, and Zhong Ziyan felt aggrieved. If Brother Jiang and Brother Jian were present at this time, it would be the turn of these thieves to play tricks.

Nie Mantian's wooden kite slowed down and surrounded him from the south.

Zhong Ziyan looked at the second wave of attack from the two wooden kites behind him, his eyes flashed with pain, he took out a cyan rune to activate his spiritual power, the red dark lines on it instantly brightened, and the rune flew instantly Hit the wooden kite to the northwest.

crackling~boom~

The huge red thunderbolt directly smashed the three people on the wooden kite, and the whole wooden kite fell to the ground.

Taoist talismans, the most common five colors are gold, silver, purple, blue and yellow. Yellow is the weakest. Qi practitioners can draw it with hard work. The quality is judged according to the attached dark lines. The more dark lines, the better the quality. From the low-level first-level to the highest-level, corresponding to the early stage of Qi training to the peak, if someone is good at using this way, a first-level top-level magic talisman is enough to cause impressive power, and the same level is very advantageous against the enemy.

The green talisman that Zhong Ziyan used just now is a second-order middle-grade spiritual talisman. Although it is not very good in itself among the second-level talismans, it has dark lines of the red thunder attribute, and the real number is rare. It is really good to use on these bastards It's a pity that if he doesn't use it, his life may be in danger.

One green talisman drained nearly [-]% of the spiritual power, followed by ten first-order detonation talismans for the second wave of fire techniques that shot at another wooden kite in the north. There was already a dark wound on the chest, and the spiritual power was consumed so quickly, a mouthful of blood was spit out. , Zhong Ziyan's eyes were closed in pain, and his forehead fainted.

At this moment, on the wooden kite where Nie Mantian was in the south, the third thunder talisman was cast, and with a bang, it directly smashed the protective barrier of the spirit boat. When Zhong Ziyan was still recovering, he heard the three women scream.

His own body also fell from the air, and he was uncomfortable with pressure. He opened his eyes and checked, only to realize that the spirit boat was broken and the four of them would soon fall to the ground.

Nie Mantian was overjoyed in the air, and said anxiously: "Get down!"

The tall and strong male cultivator in the late stage of Qi training beside him gave him a cold look, "Three small thunder charms, this time the loss is too great, what was agreed earlier will be reconsidered after the fact."

Nie Mantian was angry and frightened, and he paused for a while, suppressing his resentment and anger, "Okay, let's deal with them first!"

Looking at the woods just sprouting spring buds below, Zhong Ziyan held his breath and led the three girls to rush southward.

He can feel that the things that are extremely close to him are rushing here at a very high speed, but he doesn't know how long he can hold on.

The two wooden kites in the sky converged at one place, three at the late stage of Qi training, and three at the middle stage of Qi training. Nie Mantian kept watching the movement in the woods, pointing at Zhong Ziyan who was running fast, "Do you think you can't see it if you restrain your breath? There!"

Two wooden kites surrounded Zhong Ziyan and his party one behind the other, and then six people jumped off the wooden kite and slowly surrounded Zhong Ziyan.

The trees are tall, but the leaves are thin. Although the night is dark, the eyes of those monks are so sharp. Zhong Ziyan looked back at the three women, sighed in his heart, and could only touch them head-on.

'Follow me! '

Having made up his mind, he didn't hesitate anymore, Zhong Ziyan rushed towards the three of them in the south, with a ferocious expression on his face, and a stack of yellow talismans tightly in his hands.

Seeing Zhong Ziyan rushing towards him, Nie Mantian was so frightened that he turned around and ran behind the qi training monk who had just cast the thunder spirit talisman. Now Zhong Ziyan was in front of two late qi training stages.

One is at the eighth level of Qi training and the other is at the seventh level of Qi training. Except for the one who cast the Thunder Spirit Talisman, the other monk at the seventh level of Qi training is covering his face and holding a scimitar.

If you want to kill, kill the one with the strongest strength first. Zhong Ziyan wiped the blood overflowing from his mouth. With one hand, he launched the Gale Art, urging it at thirteen times the speed, and rushed to the eighth-level monk in an instant. A detonating talisman was directly attached to his chest, and then the two palms poured out the spirit, and the Huajiang hand was used to cover the predecessor at the same time.

With a bang, the two retreated separately. Zhong Ziyan half-kneeled on the ground and pressed the fishy sweetness in his throat. He looked forward, his eyes were shocked, and the blood that he had resisted to spit out couldn't help but spurt wildly.

"How is it possible!" Zhong Ziyan couldn't believe it, more than a dozen detonating charms didn't kill the man, but his coat was broken, revealing the bronze skin, and his solid muscles were only slightly blackened.

"Brother Zhong, be careful!" Meng Wa ran and shouted from behind, a crisis was approaching, Zhong Ziyan quickly crouched down, and the round moon scimitar flew past his head, cutting off a thick tree trunk behind him.

Seeing that the scimitar was about to return, Zhong Ziyan forcibly used the Gale Technique again to rush at the monk on the seventh floor of Qi training, raised his Qi and roared, shaking his altar.

This person's spirit weapon was not around, seeing Zhong Ziyan rushing ferociously, his desperate posture was like a beast, he was in a mess, his neck was directly grabbed by Zhong Ziyan, and his palms naturally pushed forward.

Zhong Ziyan received his palm force, blood spurted his face, but he didn't let go of the hand that was pinching his neck. Unfortunately, the time passed by Huajiang's hand, and he didn't have enough strength to pinch this person to death, so he had to slap his head violently instead.

With the other hand, he took out a golden long sword and stabbed it. The masked monk screamed miserably, but he didn't die at once. Zhong Ziyan drew out the sword and stabbed it again according to the heart. Then he fell silent and returned halfway The scimitar fell directly to the ground, losing momentum.

Zhong Ziyan was sitting on the ground panting, Meng Wa hurriedly approached and supported Zhong Ziyan. The other two girls were too timid. Seeing that Zhong Ziyan's mouth and nose were soaked in blood, and the black clothes on his abdomen were dyed red, they hid behind a tree in fear.

The five enemies were less than ten feet away from Zhong Ziyan, and the nearest eighth-level Qi training monk bared his chest with his bare hands, and came with a smirk. Zhong Ziyan only realized now that this guy was going all the way to physical cultivation, and he was killed just now when he was bombed. Its vajra body protection talent counteracted and did not cause any damage.

He just shook his head and said playfully, "I was arrested early, how could I suffer such a crime?"

Zhong Ziyan didn't say a word, just stared at him coldly, watching him walk forward step by step.

Quickly wiped off the blood from the corners of the mouth and under the nose, but unfortunately it flowed out again just after wiping, Zhong Ziyan simply ignored it, and slowly took out a purple talisman in his hand.

The man stopped suddenly and backed away in fear.

Zhong Ziyan grinned. He remembered that when the people in the sect went to attack the Qu family, they drove Qu Yi to a dead end, and he took out Qianguang Lei Zhenzi to die with everyone.

That scene is so similar to today, I didn't expect Feng Shui to take turns, now it's my turn to use that method, it's ridiculous.

The purple talisman cannot be drawn by non-Golden Core monks, which is enough to prove its great power. The tall and strong monk himself is also a good hand at using talismans. How could Zhong Ziyan know that once the thing in his hand is opened, no grass will grow in a radius of ten feet.

Cultivator Gao Zhuang thought about it, he was a little unsure, paused for a moment, and said with a smile: "But I underestimated you, a kid in the Qi training period, can have a purple magic talisman, but... can you use it? Hahahaha~"

Zhong Ziyan's face turned ugly for a moment, and it's not good to be seen through his scheming. Indeed, let alone this time, even in the period of complete victory, he couldn't activate this purple talisman.

The other four people have also gathered around, they are only three feet away from Zhong Ziyan, and another monk who is on the seventh level of Qi training has a bright eye:

"Hey, isn't this Meng Ji? Why don't you just stay in Fengyue Tower? I really made a lot of money today. I killed a Qi training Ninth floor and hugged three beauties~"

Just as these people were proudly showing their ugly smiles, a soul-shocking whale cry rang through the mountains and forests in the distant sky, and a powerful spiritual pressure covered the top of the five people's heads, and they couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

"It's the right time, it's the right time!" Zhong Ziyan laughed loudly, wantonly and high-spirited, until he coughed up too much blood, and then slowly stopped laughing.

The cool wind in the forest blows, and the figure in white descends from the sky.

Nie Mantian tried his best to turn his head to look, his lips were parted and closed, wanting to cry but not tears.

At this moment, he only hated himself for being greedy and greedy, for finally meeting the iron plate, this life was over.

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