The Monk

Chapter 391: Trouble

The man among the three masters smiled slightly: "You are really crazy. There is no water here. Do you think a magic circle can stop us?" He reminded the two people around him that this guy is powerful with water spells, but this place is made of rocks. The road is lush with trees, but there is no water. The opponent loses the biggest barrier. As long as the protective circle is broken, isn't that kid easy to catch?

The magic circle is invisible and colorless. Ordinary people cannot see it or feel it, but it cannot deceive the senior monks. The person on the left said with a cold face: "Hand over the elixir and we will leave."

Zhang Wen's smile did not fade, and he repeated softly: "Those who are brave can enter." After saying this, he stood up, pointed his hand at the ground like a Hongfu divine sword, and stared at the three people with cold eyes, showing his scorn for the world.

The person on the right among the three people did not say anything. He raised his fingertips and shot hundreds of small red balls. The ball was shot in front of the mountain gate and stopped silently and strangely in the air, forming a wall of red beads with a convex dome on the surface.

The person on the left then shot out dozens of talismans, which looked like five-star gray talismans, which was considered a big deal for ordinary cultivators. The talisman also shot to the red ball wall and stopped, and the red ball stuck tightly to the outer cover of the magic circle that was invisible to the naked eye.

Want to explode? Zhang Ai used his sword to move out of the magic circle, his wrist trembled continuously, and a dazzling silver light trembled, and he attacked the two high-level monks one against two. The three monks shook their heads slightly and sneered, mocking Zhang for not knowing whether to live or die. The two monks on the left and right remained motionless and raised their palms slightly. Two white air masses appeared in front of them, easily blocking the Fu Shen Sword. The monk in the middle suddenly activated his claws to catch Zhang Wen alive.

Zhang Awei's cultivation level was three levels lower than the three of them, so he was no match for him in a magic fight. When the Fushen Sword was thrust out, he secretly pinched the magic formula with his left hand and muttered a few words. The magic circle suddenly expanded, and the heavy general Zhang Awei protected it. Entering the formation, he also covered the other three monks into the formation. The expressions of the three people changed suddenly. They didn't care about activating the red ball and the talisman to explode, and they didn't care about catching Zhang Wei. They ducked and tried to exit the magic circle.

Zhang Weijing looked at the three of them calmly, thinking that the sword just now was a cover, and the Five Elements and Bagua Formation was the real killer. With a snap of his fingers, the magic circle changed. A burst of white mist appeared out of thin air in front of the magic circle, covering the three monks. Snapping his fingers again, light flashed in the white mist, and three huge stone spears were aimed at the three of them.

The three people in the formation were eager to escape and retreated quickly, but no matter how they flew, they could not fly out of the white mist. They were all masters, knowing that there was no time to panic at this time, so they made up their mind instantly, landed on the ground and stood still, using their spiritual consciousness to search for Zhang Wei's figure, and also searched for the array of eyes.

The three of them knew that Zhang Weifang had many powerful magic weapons, but his cultivation was far behind them, so they looked down upon him a little bit, not wanting to fall into Zhang Weifang's trap just because of this slight.

The huge stone gun was hidden in the fog. Zhang Wen continued to snap his fingers, and the stone gun silently launched and crashed into the three of them at high speed. The three opponents were in a dangerous formation. They had already taken out their magic weapons and activated their protective magic shields to be on full alert. Sensing the abnormal movement, they added an air wall to protect the magic shields. At this time, the stone spear attacked and hit the air with a bang. The wall exploded and turned into nothingness.

The three old guys were quite powerful. Zhang was afraid that if he snapped his fingers again, three more stone spears would appear and shoot silently into the white mist.

The three masters used all their consciousness, but they could only detect the situation ten meters around them. They could only detect a white mist, and nothing else could be detected. Although the stone spear attacked silently and at an extremely fast speed, the three of them had excellent cultivation, and the distance of ten meters was enough for them to deal with it. They created a wall of energy with just a few clicks, and then smashed it into pieces when they collided with the stone spear.

The two attacks were ineffective, so Zhang was not in a hurry. He smiled slightly, put his palms together and made a snapping sound. Countless huge stone spears appeared densely in the white mist, standing out of thin air like a wall.

The three masters went up the mountain and were seen by many people at the bottom of the mountain. A group of people came up to watch the excitement. If the situation allowed, of course they would fish in troubled waters. These people saw the three masters standing strangely under the mountain gate archway, cautious and serious, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They were secretly surprised by the power of the magic circle, and retreated in groups.

Zhang was afraid that he didn't pay much attention when these people came up. A group of low-level monks came and went several times in the past just to watch the fun and didn't dare to take action, but this time they made an exception. A monk saw the red bead wall and dozens of talismans in front of the three of them, and whispered: "Exploding beads? Talisman? They want to blow up the formation." Some monks are causing trouble. You are fighting with each other. I want to gain, so I'll get out of the way. Throwing a talisman and hitting the ball wall, there was only a boom, the air shook, and the explosive beads and talisman were detonated at the same time. Dozens of five-star charms and hundreds of explosive beads exploded instantly, causing the magic circle to shake.

At this time, in the formation, countless stone spears attacked the three masters. The three masters each used their magical weapons to resist with difficulty. One used a whisk, the other a long whip, and the other used five huge iron balls. The one who made the iron balls flew five large iron balls in the air, quickly rotating around the three people and transforming into an iron curtain, smashing countless stone spears. Let the two people, Whisk and Whip, carefully explore the formation's eyes under the protection of the iron ball. While he was working hard, the explosive beads exploded outside, the magic circle shook, and the white mist was dispersed, revealing a dark stone tablet in the air.

Formation eye! The three people activated instantly and hit the stone tablet with all their strength. Black light appeared outside the stone tablet, blocking the three people's attacks. The three of them had no intention of fighting, so they took the opportunity to fly directly above the stone sign, and five huge iron balls hit the stone sign. Black light flashed outside the stone tablet again, expanding and contracting to block the iron ball. However, the three masters took advantage of the expansion and contraction of the black light to wrap their consciousness around the stone tablet. With a thought, they escaped from the magic circle.

Seeing the three people escaping, Zhang Ain showed no expression, waved away the white mist, put away the five large iron balls, and said to the three people: "You don't want any magic weapons?"

The magic circle was indestructible. The explosion of hundreds of explosive beads and dozens of talismans only caused the magic circle to shake slightly. The three of them looked at each other. It was almost impossible to kill him if he didn't leave the formation. The monk smiled and said, "You can stay if you like."

Zhang Ping said: "Then stay." His consciousness wrapped around the iron balls, and he squeezed them with his hands. The five big iron balls suddenly became smaller and rotated in the palm of his hand. This thing is not as hard as hard iron and not as sharp as the Fushen Sword, so it is really of no use if it is left behind.

After losing the first confrontation, the three masters stopped talking and flew away, looking for a way to break the formation again.

They walked away, and Zhang Ao spoke to the many cultivators watching from a distance: "Who threw the talisman just now?"

The large group of cultivators looked at each other. Even the super masters couldn't get any favors from them, and they didn't even think about it. Just hearing the ruffle of their clothes, these people immediately retreated down the mountain. Zhang Ain scratched his head and said to himself: "As for that? I'm just asking a question."

Looking to the left and right, I suddenly thought, what if these old guys get a spiritual power cannon? After pondering for a while, I couldn't come up with an idea, so I simply gave it up and ignored it. But his idea came true. A few days later, many cultivators at the foot of the mountain built fourteen spiritual cannons and quietly pushed them halfway up the mountain. Faced with the attraction of ten thousand years of herbal medicine, these selfish guys actually cooperated sincerely and actively donated spiritual stones, all thinking of breaking through the magic circle to steal the elixir.