Chapter 258: Formation Breaking and Snatching (Please subscribe, please collect)
As time goes by and with the consumption of each attack, the essence of the spiritual sword and sword energy is also in a state of constant decline.
At this time, less than half of its peak state is left, and a fire swallow has just appeared in its peak state. The power burst out from each self-destruction is a one-time all-out sacrifice.
It is under the balance of this so-called various factors that every time a fire swallow explodes, it will take away the spirit sword itself.
As for the sword energy that followed, it was naturally impossible to hold on, and it turned into little stars and disappeared completely like a candle in the wind.
The number of spiritual swords summoned by the monks of the Phantom Spirit Sect was limited at the beginning. Whenever a spiritual sword disappeared, the energy contained in the rain of swords was in a state of cliff-like decline.
Each attacking spiritual sword, in addition to having three sword energies attached to it, is also the source of the entire sword rain used to condense the surrounding spiritual energy.
Whenever a spiritual sword disappears without a trace amidst the sound of self-destruction, it is like robbing the foundation of the sword rain.
"I never expected that one day, these Flaming Swallows Flying Talismans, which were originally only used as auxiliaries, would become the key to breaking the situation." Seeing this scene, Sun Mingsheng's face showed joy, and he would not give up on the fighting opportunities contained in it.
Twelve fire flame beads spurted out, each turning into a stream of light, which directly collided with the flying spirit sword, performing the most primitive killing process.
Due to the massive consumption of mana in his dantian, Sun Mingzeng, who had been in a passive defense state, naturally understood the meaning after seeing this scene. It was like a flashback, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, with a deep red color constantly surging.
The flying knife gourd that had been hidden in the dantian appeared staggeringly above his head, like an alcoholic who had been drunk for a long time and couldn't control himself.
With the input of Sun Mingzeng's last pure mana, the gourd opened again, and a strong spiritual power spurted out. The three flying blades took shape again, turning into a stream of light and rushing into the few remaining spiritual swords. The next five divided by two, Degu La Xi completely destroyed several spiritual swords.
Flying blades of the same quality, when the spirit sword first appeared, only formed a confrontation situation, but now it easily occupies an absolute dominant position. From this, we can see the gap caused by the quality of the spirit sword itself.
"Mingsheng, these sect formations are not as simple as they appear on the surface. They actually have such a violent method of killing each other. They are only one step away from running out of mana and unable to resist." Sun Mingzeng's face was pale, and he still looked frightened.
After barely sacrificing the last three flying blades, all the mana in the Dantian was exhausted, and it was only the strength of the physical body that could stand firmly.
"Although I took some risks, in the end it was all gains. As long as I keep on winning a head in the subsequent battles, it will be considered as completing the agreement with the Beast Control Sect." This is the focus of Sun Mingsheng.
"It's a pity that this fellow Taoist is just a poor man with limited money. Apart from some elixirs to help heal injuries and restore mana, he has nothing." Sun Mingzeng skillfully packed up the storage bag that fell on the ground. All loot is also divided into two.
Brothers settle accounts and must ensure fairness in the distribution of spoils. This is also a solid foundation for the tacit cooperation between the two to continue.
"The Illusion Spirit Sect monks are more powerful than the Phantom Butterflies and Spirit Insects, but they have never had the opportunity to truly display themselves in this large formation. Isn't it a normal state to have no abilities?" Sun Mingsheng was not surprised at all.
In fact, any monk who is determined to go further on the road of spiritual practice will have almost endless consumption of various spiritual objects.
Whenever useful spiritual objects come into hands, they will be refined and transformed into their own strength as soon as possible.
Only some monks who have given up their own cultivation path and placed all their hopes on the younger generation will do everything possible to accumulate the spiritual objects in their pockets bit by bit.
If you want to gain everything from the interception battle, it is only possible to meet such a monk.
In fact, the same goes for Sun Mingsheng and Sun Mingzeng. The storage bags remain empty most of the time.
"Rumble, rumble." In the middle of the conversation between the two people and the hurried refining of the elixir to restore mana, a loud noise suddenly came from above their heads. The Nine Palaces Bagua Hundred Immortals Formation that originally trapped them was in constant swaying. Cracks as thick as an arm appeared one after another.
A huge giant sword flashing with cold light came from top to bottom, slashing hard at the already shattered light shield.
"Kacha" This giant sword was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The formation mask, which was already at the end of its power, could no longer hold on and turned into streams of light that escaped around.
"This is the power that a monk should have, this is the real ancestor of the Golden Pill. Only they are qualified to decide the final outcome of a battle. After all, we are just clowns." After the shock of this sword, Next, not only did Sun Mingsheng not have any fear at all, but his eyes were actually shining with light.
Through this sword, I have a firmer understanding of the future path, and through this sword, the Taoist heart in my heart will not be shaken by external things in the future.
Of course, this sword was deeply engraved in his mind and he couldn't extricate himself. Perhaps only in the future when his own cultivation can break through the shackles and condense the golden elixir, can he truly understand the mystery of it.
"Mingsheng, the formation is about to be broken. It's time for us to search for spiritual objects. We must not hesitate. We must not miss the opportunity before it comes again." Sun Mingzeng was like the reincarnation of an evil ghost, with a greedy green light in his red eyes. , staring at Baosi Lingshan who had revealed his true face.
"It is worthy of being a third-level high-grade spiritual mountain. With such rich spiritual power, if you can cultivate here, you can advance to the middle stage of foundation construction within ten years." Sun Mingsheng subconsciously chose to always focus on his own cultivation.
It's just that this sentence seems a bit petty compared to a mountain that has lost the protection of the formation and allows a group of monks to rob the third-order high-grade spiritual mountain.
In particular, this place is the home of a sect that has been inherited for more than ten thousand years. For a group of monks from small families, it is like a beggar entering a treasure mountain.
"Brother, although the protective formation of the Phantom Spirit Sect is broken, the sect's strength will always exist. If we rush into it rashly, there is a high probability that we will die here." Sun Mingsheng looked at the risk in his eyes. Blue Light couldn't control Sun Mingzeng and held him back.
It was in this short period of time that at least a dozen rays of light rushed into Baosi Lingshan, heading straight to some locations on Lingshan where spiritual power was particularly strong.
Most of these places with abundant spiritual power are carefully managed and orderly inheritance of elixir gardens, or important growth points of other resources.