Chapter 242 Flame Talisman (Fifth update)


    The big man realized that something was wrong and wanted to evacuate, but it was too late.


    The third deputy first-grade earth fire array was activated, and strong spiritual power fluctuations burst out. Amid the roar of the explosion, the scarlet fire directly swallowed the big man.


    The man''s extremely embarrassed figure appeared until the fire disappeared.


    His clothes were torn and covered in scorched marks. His right body was intact, but his left side was seriously injured and his arm was even more bloody.


    Between the line of life and death, the man in black avoided the center of the explosion of the Earth Fire Formation based on his instinct of years of fighting.


    He saved his life at the cost of one arm.


    Otherwise, even if you don’t die, you will inevitably be seriously injured.


    "Stupid little guy, I want you to die a bad death!"


    The man in black was extremely angry, but was shocked.


    It turned out to be a formation?


    There are only a handful of monks who know the formation among the casual cultivators. Where did this formation come from?


    "Can it be that his elders painted it to protect him? It can''t be that he painted it himself..."


    The man in black was afraid. Although he was angry, he did not dare to pursue ink paintings rashly.


    This young monk is a bit weird and is quite good at acting. For a while, he cannot figure out the truth and dare not act rashly.


    And he was also afraid that there would be other formations on the ground.


    Mo Hua felt a pity that the formation did not blow him to death.


    The third deputy first-grade earth fire formation can even be seriously injured. It seems that monks who have been lying in the world of Taoism for many years are more alert to the monks'' methods.


    Ink painting secretly releases spiritual consciousness to observe the state of the Han Dynasty.


    The big man looked miserable, but his spiritual power was still left.


    He has a deep breath and a strong figure. He is a physical cultivation at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining. Judging from his appearance of treating human life like a mustard, he is likely to be a sinful cultivation and has rich experience in fighting with others.


    Although he was injured by the Earth Fire Formation and one arm was destroyed, the other arm was unhindered.


    It''s still very troublesome to deal with it.


    Both of them were a little worried and confronted each other for a while. The man did not dare to chase him. Mo Hua thought about it and ran away in a hurry, with his feet messy and panic.


    "Do you want to run?"


    The big man''s eyes were cold. After he suffered such a great loss, he would definitely not let the ink painting go.


    He wanted to chase after him, but he didn''t know what methods the young monk had. He was afraid and couldn''t make up his mind for a moment.


    At this moment, Mo Hua stepped on the stone on the bottom of her foot, slipped and fell to the ground.


    Seeing this, the man looked ferocious.


    I decided that this little devil was really panicked!


    The man in black suddenly jumped out, followed the mountain road that Mo Hua walked through, and then came to Mo Hua''s front for a few big steps.


    "Boy, see where you run!"


    The big man grabbed the ink painting with a big hand.


    But the body of the ink painting that fell to the ground was like flowing water, flowing against the ground, and disappeared in an instant from the man''s body, and suddenly appeared behind him again.


    The big man was caught empty-handed and was shocked.


    "Body?!"


    This little devil has even learned body skills? !


    The man suddenly felt cold sweat. He barely turned his head to look at it and saw Mo Hua standing on his back, holding a jade talisman between his fingers.


    The big man''s pupils instantly dilated, "Tactic?"


    The ink painting used spiritual power to activate the talisman. A red light flashed on the talisman, the spiritual power shook, and flames gushed out, directly swallowing the man in black.


    This talisman was collected by Lao Zhao from the monks of the Qian family and given to the ink painting for self-defense.


    The talisman is called the Flame Talisman, which is a first-grade talisman. It is sealed with the magic of the nine-level power of Qi refining - the Flame Technique.


    Mo Hua first pretended to escape, slipped his foot and fell down, tricking the monk in black into carelessness.


    Then he instantly used the vanishing step and walked around the big man. When the big man could not react and could not avoid it, he activated the flame talisman.


    Talismans are very expensive, so they cannot be wasted. You must seize the opportunity, use everything for the best, and exert the maximum power of talismans.


    Unprepared, the man was sneak attacked from the back by Mo Hua and ate a spell of the power of the nine-level Qi refining Qi. I felt burning all over my body and burning my meridians.


    At the same time, Mo Hua pulled out a thousand-pound stick from the storage bag with his backhand.


    Taking advantage of the serious injury and shaking of the Han Dynasty, Mo Hua raised the Qianjun stick high, injected spiritual power, and activated the Qianjun formation.


    A gray light flashed, and the thousand-pound stick instantly became as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it smashed down hard with the wind.


    "Clang!"


    The big man''s scalp hurts severely.


    The ink painting was shocked and the tiger''s mouth was numb.


    "I am worthy of being a physical cultivation, my head is really hard."


    Mo Hua said inwardly, then raised his thousand-pound stick and did it in the same way, smashing another shot at the forehead of the man in black.


    The big man was dizzy and began to become confused.


    Ink painting made a big splash and hit another blow.


    After smashing it, I realized that I had not shouted out the name of the move, and I had lost a lot of momentum, so I made up for another stick and shouted loudly:


    "It''s like a huge force!"


    The man in black finally couldn''t hold on anymore. He rolled his eyes and shaking, and finally knelt down with a "plop" sound, and then fell to the ground face down.


    Mo Hua releases spiritual consciousness and peeks into the state of the spiritual power of the great man.


    I found that the spiritual power in the Han meridians was wandering around and was indeed flowing slowly uncontrollably.


    This means that the man has fainted.


    Mo Hua was still not very relieved, so he made up another fireball technique, then raised a thousand-pound stick, and tried hard to break the unprepared big man''s limbs, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.


    Ink painting was so tired that it was panting.


    He is not a physical cultivation. Even though he uses the formation and smashes a few thousand-pound sticks, he still feels sore in his arms.


    But the purpose has been achieved.


    The man in black who was still aggressive just now collapsed to the ground, his spiritual power was disordered, his blood was weak, and his limbs could not move.


    Mo Hua confirmed that the man in black could not cause any more storms in a short period of time, so he immediately ran to Ji Li''s office.


    Blood on Ji Li''s body was still flowing.


    Mo Hua looked solemn, and quickly fed him a small pill, crushed a few more hemostatic pills, sprinkled the powder on Ji Li''s wound, and then fed him two more pills of blood and energy pills.


    Xiao Huan Dan can revive his life, stop bleeding and stop bleeding, and blood and Qi Dan can replenish blood and Qi.


    These are all taught by Mr. Feng, who can temporarily respond to emergency services and save lives.


    Later, Mo Hua used his spiritual sense to observe Ji Li''s meridians and breathed a sigh of relief.


    Although Ji Li''s breath was weak, his spiritual power was still flowing and his wounds were gradually healing.


    “It’s good if you haven’t died.”


    The ink painting ignited the fireworks and released a signal.


    Although his life was temporarily saved, he still had to be sent to Mr. Feng for treatment as soon as possible, otherwise there would be more dangers.


    In Mo Huan, he doesn’t have the strength to carry Ji Li down the mountain.


    What''s more, Ji Li is now covered in blood, which is prone to attract monsters. It is even more troublesome to deal with monsters in the late-stage first-grade monsters.


    I can only hope that some demon hunters nearby can come to support earlier when they see fireworks, so that they can save Ji Li''s life.


    Ji Li fell to the ground in blood. After a while, his fingers moved slightly, and seemed to have some reaction.


    "Brother Ji! Brother Ji!" Mo Hua shouted a few times.


    Ji Li seemed to hear it, slowly opened her eyes, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Mo Hua was fine, and then her eyes gradually lost their minds, lost their focus, and slowly closed their eyes again.


    This is a sign of disintegration of spiritual consciousness.


    Mo Hua was shocked and knew that it was not good. Once the monk''s spiritual consciousness disintegrated, even if the body was saved, it would be no different from the dead.


    If you want to live, you still have to have obsession.


    Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "Brother Ji, you are dead, what should Sister Fu Lan do?"


    Ji Li''s eyelids trembled slightly.


    Mo Hua continued, "Uncle Ji is still waiting to drink your wedding wine."


    Ji Li''s eyes were not opened, but tears came from the corners of his eyes.


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    (This chapter ends)