Chapter 12: Fourth-Order Spirit Talismans
ess times and knew worked flawlessly, had clearly bitten Lu Xiaoteng dozens of times. Even a cultivator at the late stage of Qi refining, or even a cultivator at the peak of Qi refining, would have th...“Weapon!”
The woman in the green dress and the blood dwarf both paled at the same time.
Only cultivators in the Qi Condensation Stage and above can refine magic artifacts. Although she is already a late-stage Qi Condensation cultivator, only one level separates her from the Foundation Establishment Stage, but this single level is like a chasm, blocking the vast majority of Qi Condensation cultivators outside the chasm.
Even the most accomplished Qi Refinement cultivator would not be a match for a Foundation Establishment cultivator, even if facing only a flying sword magic weapon refined by a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
The black short sword burst out at a speed even faster than the Blood Dwarf's double wheels, swaying left and right, scattering the much larger double wheels. A shadow flickered in the air.
"Ashan, save me!" The Blood Dwarf cried out in panic, turning to flee, not even bothering with his wheels. They had already been struck twice by the black dagger and were badly damaged, their magical power severely diminished, barely able to function.
Pffft----
The black dagger pierced through its chest. The blood dwarf was struck like lightning, his form abruptly freezing. He lowered his head to look at his chest, where a hole the size of a bowl had been ripped open, with blood gushing out profusely. Uh, the blood dwarf's eyes lost their gleam, and his body collapsed to the ground.
“Stop, the remaining Zi Luo ginseng will be split equally between us. Don't force me to use a fourth-rank spirit talisman.” The woman in green saw the blood dwarf die and showed no sorrow on her face. It wasn't that she didn't want to save the blood dwarf, but everything that just happened was so fast, from the appearance of the black sword weapon to the death of the blood dwarf, it was all within the calculations of the old man in black robe.”
At this time, she was also facing a swarm of small green ants, these small green ants, at least two to three hundred.
She only saw swarms of tiny green ants flying about. The woman in the green dress looked at them with apprehension, and at the same time, she made a gesture with her left hand, summoning a talisman three inches long and one and a half inches wide, engraved with mysterious patterns.
The old man in black looked at the spiritual talisman with an ever-changing expression. The oppressive aura it emanated was no less than his flying sword weapon. He didn't expect this woman in green to have such a powerful trump card up her sleeve.
The old man in black didn't hesitate for long. The two pieces of Zi Luo參, he had to get them. And the news about Zi Luo參 absolutely couldn't leak out, otherwise it would be a fatal disaster, death and destruction.
Moreover, refining a single Purple Ginseng into Foundation Establishment Pills is indeed risky. What if the refining fails Wouldn't it be all for naught, like drawing water with a bamboo basket
Thinking of this, the old man in black gritted his teeth and commanded the shadow ants to continue attacking the woman in green. Even if it cost him something to kill her, it would be completely worth it.
"Since that's the case, don't blame me for fighting to the death with you!"
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The woman in the green dress screamed. She hadn't expected the old man in black to be so reckless. The opponent had a flying sword, and this group of shadow ants at his command. Using ordinary methods, she was afraid that she would be killed by the old man in black within moments. So she suddenly poured her mana into the talisman and threw it out with all her might.
On the talisman, a blazing fire danced, and a whirlwind rose from the ground. The talisman burned automatically, transforming into a gigantic fireball.
Boom! The fireball exploded, transforming into dozens or even hundreds of fiery arrow feathers.
“Fourth-order Rocket Talisman!” The black-robed elder’s expression changed. Although this spirit talisman was only a fourth-rank lower grade, its power was no less than that of an ordinary magic weapon. The only drawback was that the talisman was a one-time use, unlike his magic weapon, which could be used repeatedly as long as it wasn't completely destroyed. However, the black-robed elder did not dare to underestimate the killing power of this talisman at all.
“Prepare to die!” the woman in the green dress roared. As she launched her fire-rocket talisman, there was no turning back for either side. They were locked in a deadly struggle with no room for retreat.
whoosh whoosh....
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Hundreds of rockets shot into the sky, heading towards the old man in black robes. The small green ants blocking the path of the rocket talismans were incinerated by the flames, falling to the ground in droves and emitting a burnt smell.
The old man in black robes continuously shot out four or five first-grade Earth Shield Talismans, a series of earthen shields blocking his front.
Rockets blasted one after another against the earthen shield. While the Earth element's defense was the strongest among the five elements, even a low-level Earth Shield spell, renowned as an "iron turtle shell" amongst spells of the same rank, couldn't withstand the vast difference in spiritual talisman grades. In a blink of an eye, four or five layers of earth shields were shattered by the rockets, exploding into countless shards of dirt.
The old man in black robe's face turned ugly, he didn't expect the power of the rocket talisman to be so great. He hastily took out a blue parasol from his storage bag and opened it just in time. A blue light curtain suddenly fell, covering the area within five feet of the old man in black robe.
Hiss....
The rocket struck the blue light barrier, like hitting mud. Its speed was drastically reduced; while half of it pierced through the shield, the other half remained trapped outside. Then the rocket was corroded by the swirling blue light, emitting wisps of white, vaporous steam.
However, as subsequent rockets arrived and swelled behind it, the blue energy shield thinned at a rate visible to the naked eye.
With a loud boom, several holes exploded on the blue umbrella.
Another twenty or thirty rockets were launched toward the cloaked elder, too close to miss.
The old man in black felt a sharp pain on his face. This spirit umbrella was a top-grade spiritual artifact that had accompanied him for many years. Such defensive-type artifacts were rare, but they still couldn't withstand the attack of a cultivator at the early stage of foundation establishment with a fourth-order spirit talisman. It only lasted for a few fleeting moments before being completely destroyed.
However, this fourth-rank talisman is at its limit now. The old man in black gritted his teeth and controlled the black sword magic weapon to deflect the incoming rockets.
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The black sword weapon slashed through the incoming rockets, causing numerous sparks of fire to explode in mid-air. Even though the black robed old man was extremely fast, the black sword weapon was still caught off guard, and after shattering most of the rockets, two more came hurtling towards him. His abdomen and thigh were struck with sharp pain. The black robed old man's face turned pale with shock, and he hurriedly channeled his internal energy to wrap around the two remaining rockets.
Boom! It was too late. The old man in black let out a scream, his left leg blown off directly, and the air was filled with the stench of blood and flesh. Although the arrow in his abdomen was blocked by his internal energy, it still exploded a hole as thick as a bowl.
The woman in the green dress was astonished to see that all four spirit talismans had failed to kill the old man in black. She turned and fled.
The old man in black robe had an extremely grim expression, gritting his teeth and uttering a word of death. His black sword weapon transformed into a black light, chasing after the young woman in green.
The woman in the green dress hadn't gone far before feeling a chilling killing intent coming from behind her. In haste, she flailed her sleeves, sending out a purple ribbon to entangle the black sword. The black sword twisted in mid-air and slashed the purple ribbon into several pieces. Before the woman in the green dress could even process what was happening, a deep cut sliced across her left shoulder, splitting her body in two.
The robed elder recalled his flying sword and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. He gritted his teeth to stop the bleeding, but his injuries were beyond his expectations. As for the scattered shadow ants, he could only barely recall twenty or thirty of them. After laboriously harvesting the purple ginseng, he watched as the mist in the canyon had dissipated by half. Even if there were treasures, with his current state after such a fierce battle, he was unable to reach them. He should return to his cave and recuperate for a while before considering anything else.
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