Sun's journey to immortality

The body of the Flying Knife Gourd is a high-quality spiritual gourd, and the flying knives ejected from it are nothing more than the condensation of its own essence to assist the monks' mana.

The power of the flying knife itself is naturally proportional to the length of time it has been cultivated. It has been more than twenty years since the last time it was used.

And during this period of time, Sun Mingzeng's cultivation level has also improved linearly, and the purity of the magic power in his dantian is naturally unquestionable.

Originally, Sun Mingzeng regarded it as a means to keep things under control, and was only willing to resort to it when his life encountered a real crisis.

But today, under the temptation of a sealed spiritual stone worth 30,000 yuan, Sun Mingzeng was naturally unable to escape the temptation.

Under the guidance of Sun Mingzeng's dual combination of spiritual consciousness and magic power, a full six handles were full of energy, with strange lines growing on them like sculptures, and they shot directly through the air.

This flying knife gourd can produce up to nine flying knives, but this requires cultivation as the foundation. With his current cultivation at the fifth level of foundation building, the six in front of him are already at full strength.

The six flying knives spun in the air, split into two, and the four knives turned into a stream of light and went straight to the robbers on the fourth floor of the foundation building behind.

The remaining two are entangled with the majestic bronze man from the front, and it is difficult to determine the winner.

It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to injure ten of them. This has always been the goal and decision made by all the monks of the Sun family.

The fifth-level foundation-building monk facing him had abundant combat experience and extremely powerful strength. Even if six flying knives attacked with all their strength, it was not certain that he could be killed.

Instead of doing this, it is better to concentrate most of the strength and take the lead in opening a gap in the body of another robber on the fourth level of foundation building.

The four flying knives flashed away like arrows from the string, and Sun Mingzeng's figure followed closely and jumped up, slapping his hands continuously.

With each slap, water-attribute spiritual power from all directions condensed independently, and waves surged up.

Each wave is accompanied by each impact, and there will continue to be water guns formed by combining spiritual water and mana, flashing with bursts of sharp cold light, completely surrounding the monks on the fourth floor of the foundation building.

Since he dared to rob a powerful caravan, his own strength was naturally the best among his peers. Twelve palm-sized flying knives directly collided with water guns.

In this kind of collision, the water gun was obviously at a disadvantage. It could not last long in every confrontation. Under the attack of palm-sized flying knives, it turned into spiritual water that spread all over the sky.

However, the number of water guns clearly had the upper hand. With the support of the continuous mana in Sun Mingzeng's dantian, the water guns continued to collide with the flying knives without caring about themselves at all.

The flying knives spurted out from the gourd. The four core flying knives appeared directly around the robber with lightning speed, covered by water waves and water guns.

When he discovered all this, it was obviously too late. He just had time to sacrifice a second-level low-grade iron spirit shield of ordinary quality.

Not to mention the unbridgeable grade gap between the flying knife gourd and the iron spirit shield, just four flying knives have far surpassed them.

The impact of the first flying knife left an obvious crack on the shield, and the second one directly acted on the crack, completely shattering it.

Before the robber monk could react, the third and fourth flying knives lightly scratched his neck and dantian.

A huge head called "Gululu" fell directly to the ground, and the abdomen of Dantian was defenseless. The whole body was divided into two, and only the large amount of blood spurted out represented its previous battles. once existed.

This fourth-level foundation-building monk from the grassland never closed his big eyes until his final death, with a look of disbelief on his face. He seemed to have never expected that he would fall here in this way.

Another monk on the fifth floor of the Foundation Establishment directly threw a round thunder ball about the size of a fist from a not too close distance.

"Thunder ball?" Looking at the spherical spiritual object approaching quickly, Sun Mingzeng just had time to shout out.

The thunder ball was still about ten feet away from him, but under the intervention of an inexplicable force, it turned into a piece of thunder with a diameter of about a hundred feet, and landed directly several feet above Sun Mingzeng's head.

The area of ​​​​thunder was about a hundred feet, and it completely locked Sun Mingzeng's aura from the moment it appeared.

Whether he was jumping up and down or running around, the thunderbolt followed closely behind him. After a short period of brewing, it landed directly on his body.

Thunder's attack is famous for its rapidity and destructive power. Although the thunder in front of me is only a one-time thunder ball, its lethality has not weakened at all.

And every time the thunder power falls, its shape and strength are different, leaving black dots of different sizes on its body.

However, at this time, Sun Mingzeng was completely indifferent to the power of the falling thunder and the steady erosion caused to his body.

In addition to using the second-level mid-grade silver shield originally exchanged from the caravan for the Earthly Armor's carapace to properly resist and weaken it.

All of his consciousness and mana were integrated into the flying knife gourd, and the spiritual gourd that was originally stagnating peacefully above his head began to beat wildly.

With every beat, Sun Mingzeng's face became paler. At this time, he had completely merged with the flying knife fox.

Originally, the silver essence shield was mainly composed of second-level mid-grade silver essence and was carefully refined by the skilled refiners in the Hundred Medicine Valley. Under the attack of thunder, traces of black aura inevitably appeared.

It is estimated that after this battle is over, this hard-won spiritual weapon will lose most of its power.

If Sun Mingzeng cannot get enough spiritual objects to make up for his needs from here, he will never let go easily. This stupid method of pissing off his wife and losing troops is destined to fail to satisfy him.

"Hmph, they are working so hard just to seal a box. They are really a bunch of ignorant country bumpkins." The robbers on the fifth floor of the foundation couldn't help but have some doubts when they saw Sun Mingzeng in his current state.

Although he has full confidence in his own strength, Sun Mingzeng is not a weakling, and naturally he is not willing to give in easily. Judging from the current situation, the two of them should be evenly matched under their full strength.

Sun Minzeng didn't take this so-called taunt to heart and continued to move forward quickly. His only goal was to close the distance between the two sides and kill his opponent in the shortest possible time.

"Poof" When Sun Mingzeng successfully withstood the raging thunder and appeared in front of the robbers, a mouthful of blood spurted out.