Shui Sheng stopped not far from the female Taoist priest, his divine sense swept over the two flying tigers and flying cars a hundred zhang away, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom, these two flying tigers not only have a pair of wings longer than his own black tiger, but also two fourth-level demon beasts, although they are not as good as the red fire Jiao and the silver-necked ape, but they are not to be underestimated. And the forbidden white light outside the flying car was able to block the peep of his divine sense, which made Shui Sheng's heart chill for a while.

The white light outside the flying car flashed, and the forbidden light mask collapsed without a trace, revealing three people in the car, and in the middle sat a thirty-year-old man in a brocade robe, with a young woman in a thin tulle dress on his left and right arms. The two women, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, have convex and concave figures, enchanting and gorgeous faces, and spring in their eyebrows.

Of course, compared with the bright and radiant Mei Xian'er and the graceful Shangguan Yu, the appearance of these two women is too far behind, even the female Taoist priest Ming Deng beside the aquatic body is better than these two women. From time to time, the breeze swept the white veil covering the face, revealing a cold face and clear and bright eyes, a slightly thin figure, lined with the moon-white robe on the body, and it was like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world in the picture scroll.

The man in the flying car, the moire on the brocade robe is flying, the flowers are clustered, the long black hair is simply tied up by a silver brocade belt, floating behind him, the facial features are delicate and abnormal, slender eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose bridge, ruddy lips, white face without beard, smooth and delicate skin. With a three-point smile on his face, he is a little frivolous and a little free.

The two women in his arms are also enchanting and beautiful. But compared to the handsome face of the man in the brocade robe, it was almost like porcelain and white jade. It's a big difference.

If it weren't for the fact that this man was dressed in a brocade robe, he would have dressed as a man. At first glance, it really makes people think that she is a great beauty. At first glance, this person is only thirty years old, but his eyes and demeanor reveal a sense of vicissitudes, as if he is an old man who is close to the sixtieth year, and like an overindulgent drunkard. Such a mixture of contradictions, but there is not a trace of incongruity in this person.

The aquatic divine sense swept over, and he couldn't see this person's mana cultivation clearly, as if he was a mortal without a trace of mana. It is as unfathomable as the infant monk who has seen it in the water.

The brocade-robed man also looked at Shaosheng without blinking, this black-clothed young man who stepped on a golden sword magic weapon looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his mana was only seventh-level cultivation, but when he faced himself, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, not only that, but there were also two fierce fifth-level demon beasts behind him.

The brocade-robed man naturally heard the word "Master" shouted from Mei Xian'er's mouth, and he was secretly surprised in his heart. Shui Sheng can control the fifth-level demon beast, if it is really her ancestor, then doesn't it mean that Shui Sheng is a Yuan Infant Monk? But there is no such young person among the five Yuan Infant Monks of the Yuding Sect, could it be that Shui Sheng is a new Yuan Infant Monk in the Jade Ding Sect. And the mana is all over the sky, and it can cover his divine thoughts?

The aquatic and brocade-robed men looked at each other, and neither spoke. If the other party is a Yuanying Monk, even if they want to escape now. can't escape the palm of the other party's hand, how to deal with it?

The brocade-robed man thought that the two beauties who were about to arrive were about to fly away. The heart was itching, thinking to himself, if the other party was really a Yuanying monk, he would run away with his legs, with his skills and the magic weapon in his hand, he was completely unhindered, and finally couldn't bear it, stood up in the flying car, stepped out, his body fell on the clouds, and said in a cold voice: "Who is Your Excellency, why are you blocking the way of this son?"

The man stood in the wind, even more chic, white light flashed in the wide cuffs, and a palm-sized silver flywheel appeared on the palm. In the middle of the silver wheel is a crescent moon carved in the hollow, and the outer edge is shining with a cold ghostly light, which looks extremely sharp.

The magic weapon of the silver wheel is a thing that the monks of Ice Peak Valley are good at, it can be attacked and blocked, and under the rapid rotation, most of the treasures cannot stop its cutting.

Shui Sheng suddenly grinned, his body retreated sharply, his left and right hands were raised at the same time, and a thick pile of talismans flew like butterflies towards the brocade-robed man.

Seeing Shui Sheng's hand, Ming Zhong instinctively wanted to urge the flying sword, but heard Shui Sheng say categorically: "Leave this place quickly, don't delay me to kill!" Although the voice was short, it was cold and cold, and there was no room for doubt.

Ming Zhong's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to say a word, his divine thoughts urged the flying sword, and the sword went in the direction of the Tianhao Mountain Range. Although he had never met with Shui Sheng, Ming Deng had heard of the prestige of several fierce beasts under Shui Sheng, and secretly guessed that Shui Sheng still had a lightning marten and a black tiger hidden in the secret, probably to be used as a backhand.

The man in the brocade robe didn't expect the aquatic life to say anything, he moved his hand directly, and he couldn't figure out what kind of talisman the aquatic life thrown, snorted coldly, his mind moved, and the flywheel in his hand hit the aquatic life like lightning, his mouth opened, and a white light flew out of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a snow-white crystal shield in the air, facing the talisman seal of the aquatic sacrifice.

The small shield emitted a dazzling white light, humming into a crystal giant shield of half an acre in size, blocking itself and the flying tiger and beast carts behind, and the temperature within a radius of 100 zhang was cold when the small shield was sacrificed.

Clusters of blazing flames covered the sky, the shadows of swords crisscrossed one after another, and huge boulders about a foot long fell from the sky, the wind hunted, and the void trembled.

The brocade-robed man never dreamed that the runes thrown by the aquatic life were all powerful offensive intermediate runes, seven fire cloud runes, five thousand sword runes, and four boulder runes.

Intermediate rune seals, only the master of the realm above the Jindan period can make it, to cultivate the way of the rune seal to the master realm, even if there is a talent for talismans, the money and materials spent are not ordinary Jindan period monks can bear, some small sects, want to train a talisman master, often have to pour the financial resources of the entire sect.

When making intermediate rune seals, it is usually necessary to specially refine special spiritual materials or the skin of demon beasts above the second level to replace ordinary rune paper, and the rune sand is also made of special spiritual materials, and the talisman maker also needs to add various mana and magical powers to it, and it is made by zuihou casting spells.

It often takes several days to make an intermediate sigil, and sometimes it can take months to make a powerful sigil. Even if a talisman master makes a move, the success rate of intermediate runes is only one-third of that of beginner runes, and the success rate of offensive runes is even lower.

An offensive mid-level talisman seal, although the value is not as good as a magic weapon, but it also costs ten thousand spirit stones, after all, such an offensive talisman seal, under the urging moment, can easily take the life of a seventh-level Qi cultivator.

The sixteen intermediate-level talismans thrown by Shui Sheng are all powerful offensive talisman seals, and the value is more than 200,000 spirit stones, which is the price of a top-notch high-level magic weapon or two good middle-level magic weapons.

As for the Yuan Infant Stage monks, their mana is profound, and they can control the magic weapon to perform their attacks, and their power is far stronger than using intermediate rune seals, so they naturally don't look down on these chicken-ribbed intermediate rune seals.

The direction where the brocade-robed man and the beast cart were located instantly turned into a sea of fire with the size of more than ten acres. In the sea of fire, the sword shadows are staggered, the rocks are shocked, the people shout beasts, and the void within a radius of thousands of feet trembles, roaring and shaking the sky. No matter how powerful the shield magic weapon offered by the brocade-robed man is, it can't stop such a mighty momentum.

The two fierce beasts, the Red Fire Jiao and the Silver-necked Ape, saw the flames churning in front of them and the sword shadows crisscrossing horizontally, so they hurriedly flew back in fright.

Ming Deng, who fled far away, noticed the huge movement behind him, looked back, and suddenly rejoiced, such an amazing power, not to mention a late Jindan monk, even if the Yuanying monk was caught off guard, he would suffer a big loss.

After all, the aquatic life has not entered the realm of the Jindan stage, and it is very inconvenient to cast spells in the air. After throwing out the talisman seal, without thinking about it, he took out the ice sword and flew down to the ground.

The flywheel sacrificed by the brocade robe man turned into the size of a wheel in the air, spinning and flying and striking, the wind was whistling, the ice was biting, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye, and the cold ice sword in the hand of the aquatic man had just turned into five feet long, and when he saw the flywheel in front of him, he could not avoid it, so he had to cut it out with a sword. With a loud sound of "dang", Shui Sheng's right arm was sore, and the cold ice sword flew out of his hand, his whole body was churning with qi and blood, and his face was red and swollen. The silver wheel was still in momentum, hitting the front and back of the aquatic chest, spinning and flying to one side.

A mouthful of blood spurted from the aquatic life's mouth, and his body flew to the ground, slamming heavily on a tall tree, and the sound of branches breaking sounded one after another, followed by the dust on the ground.

Ignoring the stabbing pain in his chest, he got up from the ground and saw the broken branches above his head falling one after another, and hurriedly rushed to the side, his face full of horror.

The moment the flywheel reached the body, a cold chill invaded the body, and it was impossible to use the true qi of the body protection and the vajra shield spell, if it weren't for the Tiangang evil qi in the body, it was already the most yin and cold thing, and now I am afraid that the blood is frozen, and it has become an iceman.

Looking at his body again, his clothes were in tatters, and even the green thunder armor covered in his clothes was hit by a flywheel in his abdomen, and a deep white scratch was struck by the flywheel, which almost penetrated the armor.

I was afraid for a while, and I was in a cold sweat behind my back, if I hadn't blocked it with the cold ice sword in my hand first, if I hadn't been wearing a green thunder armor, I would have been cut in two by the flywheel at this time, and I lost my life.

"Top-level magic weapon!" these four words couldn't help but flash in his mind, and he forcibly suppressed the churning of qi and blood in his body, urging his divine thoughts to summon back the cold ice sword.

In the scorching fire clouds, a dazzling silver light rushed out, roaring away from the distance, and the silver light disappeared, revealing the figure of a man in a brocade robe.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)

PS: In the past few days, the manuscript has been sorted out almost, in order to thank Chong A for success, from today onwards, two chapters per day this month.