"Bang——"
Countless images of mountains madly crashed into the green spiritual wall.
Looking from a distance, there is a visual impact of a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
The huge mountain slammed against the tiny wall, again and again.
The mountain peak at the front had begun to show signs of cracking. As time went by, the cracks became longer and larger, gradually breaking to the top and disappearing without any sound.
The disappearance of one mountain does not affect the mountain range, as the peaks behind it rise to the top.
Then hit the green spiritual wall.
The air fluctuated in waves due to the collision, and Ximen Ting was shocked to the point of spitting blood. He had the illusion that his internal organs were moving. This illusion was not pleasant, and it made his breathing heavy, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Ximen Ting felt dizzy. In order to maintain the green spiritual wall, almost all the spiritual power in his dantian was drained away. Now his dantian felt empty and twitching.
If he continues to smoke like this, his life will be over soon.
He turned his head halfway and saw his two followers standing there stupidly, his anger flaring up.
He lost all his rationality and roared with gnashing teeth:
"Are you two dead?! Come here quickly and release your spiritual power to reinforce the spiritual wall!!!"
"Oh, okay, okay."
The two followers were frightened by the roar, and finally came to their senses. They walked forward tremblingly, stretched out their hands, and pushed spiritual power into the spiritual wall.
The mountains were so high that their tops were invisible. The two followers were terrified, fearing that if the spiritual wall was broken, the mountains would crush them to death.
“Crack—”
As the three people watched in horror, a crack appeared in the middle of the spiritual wall that was infused with spiritual power. The crack was very small, so small that it was not even as long as a finger, but it succeeded in causing sticky sweat to break out on their backs.
If it really cracks, they will be finished.
"Release your spiritual power, don't you see the cracks in the spiritual wall?!"
Ximen Ting was so anxious that he wanted to kill someone. He took out pills to replenish his spiritual power from the storage space, poured them randomly into his palm, and stuffed handfuls of them into his mouth.
They are all a bunch of trash.
If you can't rely on him, he has to come.
The fingertips pulled out a thread of spiritual power, which flowed into the spiritual wall bit by bit.
Although the cracks in the spiritual wall were not repaired, fortunately they did not continue to crack.
The two followers also took out pills from their arms and stuffed them into their mouths.
The quality of their pills is not as good as Ximen Ting's.
Therefore, his recovery ability is far inferior to Ximen Ting's.
Even if one has reached the Half-Step Golden Core stage, he cannot withstand the constant consumption.
The faces of the two followers were as white as paper.
Su Yuening sneered, a small golden light flashed in the depths of her eyes, and her red lips parted slightly:
"Condensation."
A word floated into everyone's ears.
The next moment.
The overlapping mountains collided with each other one by one and merged into one mountain.
The image of this mountain is much more solid than illusory.
Towering high into the clouds, shrouded in mist, it seems as if there is really a giant mountain standing on the horizon.
Su Yuening admired in her heart.
It is worthy of the SSS+ quality. Once pointed out, it covers the sky and the sun, so terrifying.
The shadow of the mountain, with a faint light, fell on Ximen Ting's face, making it look green.
Ximen Ting's hands and feet were weak, he was gasping for breath, and he didn't dare to say a harsh word.
Damn, this posture looks even more awesome than before.
If it really falls down, not to mention the three of them, even someone in the Jindan stage would be finished.
"Sixth Uncle, come and help me!!!"
Ximen Ting shouted at the ghost-faced old man who was still rolling around and wailing while holding his crotch.
It was extremely terrifying, not much worse than the ghost-faced old man.
This damn bitch, I don’t know where she learned these tricks, they’re so disgusting.
Even spiritual weapons can't stop it.
Anyone who has reached the Half-Step Golden Core stage must kneel down...
He understood the "happiness" of his sixth uncle being tortured by the dragon and phoenix.
The broken image is very mean and ferocious, leaving no chance for survival.
As the eldest son of the Ximen family, Ximen Ting has many ways to save his life, but he cannot withstand the abnormal attack. He does not understand the characteristics of this trick. If the attack changes again, even if he uses all his defensive spiritual weapons, he will not be able to hold on for long. Therefore, he can only ask for help from the ghost-faced old man.
With the Ghost-faced Old Man's cultivation level, he can definitely resolve it easily.
He wanted to keep the finale jade talisman for the time being and didn't want to use it easily.
This situation is not a dead end.
The ghost-faced old man heard it and forced himself to look up.
The huge mountains made him doubt his eyes for a moment.
ha?
What the hell? A mountain appeared after he flew out for a while?
Mountains flying high in the sky?
No, that's not right. This is a means, a trick.
Is it that old man’s again?
The ghost-faced old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Su.
Ning Su knew what he was thinking and shook his head.
This has nothing to do with him, it was done by his apprentice.
He was only responsible for being surprised and applauding.
Although he didn't know where his disciple learned these awesome tricks, it didn't stop him from being proud.
With contempt in his eyes, Ning Su gave the ghost-faced old man a thumbs up, then slowly turned his thumb over.
Ghost-faced old man: “……???”
For a moment, he no longer felt the pain in his crotch, and was filled with anger at being looked down upon.
Damn it, isn’t it just a trick?
Are you showing off already?
A broken mountain, a hammer.
See how he breaks it.
Flying onto the back of the giant eagle, the ghost-faced old man stretched out his hand and made a gesture of shaking hands towards the mountain.
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