Immortal Space

Wang Hong shot a large number of arrows around the flying boat, causing the surrounding area of ​​the flying boat to be covered with spirit-eating poison.

Since the defensive shield was opened on the airship, the monks inside were not affected by the poison.

At this time, the monster beasts approaching the siege of the flying boat fell like rain.

The monk who mocked Wang Hong for scaring the monster before was about to slash at a monster with his flying sword, but the monster's wings fluttered and fell down.

He turned the flying sword and slashed at another monster bird again, but this monster bird also flapped its wings and kicked its legs, and fell down again.

Then he looked at the large vacant area in front of him, only a few monsters of Xixi Lala remained, and he was a little confused.

He was not the only one who felt confused. All the monks on the flying boat were very confused at the moment. They had originally prepared the scene of a battle with monsters and then a heroic sacrifice, and even thought about their last words before they died.

The battle had just started, and it was discovered that all the first-order monsters in the surrounding area were dead, and the tragic atmosphere that had just been brewed disappeared all of a sudden.

Only at this time did someone remember that some people frantically shot some seemingly harmless arrows around the flying boat before, and they all turned their questioning eyes to Wang Hong.

Gu Qingyang knew that Wang Hong was good at using poison, and saw Wang Hong's behavior was different just now, so he asked: "Is this the power of the arrow you just cast?"

"It's a small skill, the master is laughing at it." Wang Hong responded very modestly.

Hearing Wang Hong's response, the others were not quite calm. If the method of killing this large group of monsters can only be called a small skill, it will be difficult to have a powerful method.

Even for Jindan cultivators, facing a large number of low-level monsters, it is not easy to achieve the effect of clearing the field.

Tier 1 monsters are poor in strength, but they are the most numerous. They were the first to be unable to withstand the poison. Now the remaining few monsters are all Tier 2 monsters, but they are also poisoned, but the onset will be slower.

In addition, there are many low-level monsters behind the herd. They were too far away from each other just now, so they survived. At this moment, they are driven by the third-level monsters to surround the flying boat again.

Seeing that the cannon fodder in front of him had all died in an instant, the roc didn't feel afraid, instead it aroused anger in its heart.

It raised its head and roared sharply, and then led the third-tier monsters in the rear, and rushed towards the flying boat in front together.

Although it doesn't know what method the human race used, it can kill a lot of cannon fodder in front of it.

But it has also developed spiritual intelligence long ago, possessing wisdom not weaker than that of human beings, and is not a reckless person.

I glanced just now, and only the first-order monsters were dead in front of me. Even the second-order monsters were fine, so there was no need to be afraid of third-order monsters like it.

When the monster clan rushed all the monsters and besieged the flying boat together, everyone on the flying boat couldn't care about other things at the moment, and sacrificed their spiritual weapons one after another, fighting together with the besieging monsters.

As long as the defensive shield of the flying boat is not broken, the people on the flying boat don't need to defend at all, they only need to focus on killing the monsters that are not pleasing to the eye.

It's just that under the encouragement of the incident just now, everyone no longer despairs.

The Golden Core cultivators in the flying boat also made their moves at this moment, and each sacrificed their magic weapons to resist the attack of a third-order monster.

There were more than 20 Tier 3 monsters that came. If they were allowed to attack the shield on the flying boat, the flying boat might not last long.

It's a pity that there are only ten Golden Core monks on the flying boat, and they can't stop all the third-order monsters. There are still several monsters that can break through and attack the defensive shield on the flying boat.

Opposite Wang Hong, there was a huge third-order roc with a wingspan of at least ten feet, staring coldly at the flying boat.

It uses a beak-shaped magic weapon to bombard the flying boat, and every time it hits, it will cause the defensive shield to fluctuate violently.

The spirit-eating poison cast around the flying boat just now did not dissipate so quickly, but it will take some time for it to take effect.

Wang Hong took out a pink arrow with a different shape from the storage bag, aimed at the roc and shot it.

When the arrow hadn't reached the body, the bird's wings swept the arrow and smashed it to pieces.

Peng Niao sneered in his heart, out of so many spirit weapons flying out of the flying boat, only this arrow dared to shoot directly at it, dare to take it as the target.

Just as the thought of Pengniao flashed through, he smelled a sweet fragrance. This fragrance reminded him of a black sparrow in the East China Sea, with its black and glossy feathers, and its melodious singing...

Seeing that the roc bird fell into a state of sluggishness, the opportunity was not to be missed. A huge spiritual net that he had already quietly sacrificed had already reached the top of the roc bird.

The sudden sense of crisis awakened the roc from its hallucinations, but the short period of sluggishness had already made it lose its chance.

When it reacted and wanted to dodge, it was caught by a big net.

This roc bird was furious, because of its elder brother's relationship, it also had a certain status in the entire East Sea monster clan.

Unexpectedly, he was successfully attacked by an ant of the human race that he despised. Since the wings had been caught in the net and he couldn't use his strength, he could only recall the beak of the natal bird that he had refined.

"Hmph! The mere spirit weapon also wants to trap me!"

Its beak magic weapon is extremely sharp, and it has spent countless years raising its own beak.

I saw its beak magic weapon lightly pecking at the spiritual net, pecking on a rope on the spiritual net, but the rope did not break.

It doesn't know that these are all made of devil vines that are more than two thousand years old. Even if it is used to refine magic weapons, it will be fine, but how can it be easily destroyed.

Pengniao was furious, and pecked at the spirit net again with all her strength, this time it broke this section of rope, and then continued to peck at the next section of rope.

Wang Hongjian's sneak attack was successful, but the wooden thorns on the spirit net were blocked by its hard feathers and could not penetrate into the penniao's body.

Drawing on the experience of being injured by the demon pill last time, he quickly shot several arrows at the roc bird, and these arrows contained various types of poisons.

Some will make the other party slow to react and move slowly, some are gut-piercing poisons, and some block the movement of spiritual power.

Although these various toxins are less effective against third-tier monsters, they are not without effects. Wang Hong has used it several times and is very experienced.

At this moment, all kinds of toxins in Pengniao's body exploded, and its movements became slower and slower, and even its brain did not have the previous aura.

When it finally opened a big gap in the spiritual net, it could drill out.

However, another large net that was exactly the same fell from the sky and caught it again, making it immobile.

There are a lot of devil vines in Wang Hong's space, and he doesn't want to sell spirit stones, so he refines a few more when he is free.