The Transmigrator's Cultivation

Chapter 470 Killing Level 8 Wind Beast

Let's say that the strength of the eighth-level wind beast is equivalent to that of a Mahayana monk, but how many hardships a Mahayana monk has gone through to achieve it, how can these strange beasts that are bred in the wind and naturally generated by virtue of the long-term accumulation of wind power be comparable, the eighth-level wind beast is powerful, In terms of real ability, no matter it is a spiritual cultivator in the catastrophe realm or a monk in the Mahayana period, he can easily kill him.And even if Tu Jin is a little lower than it, he can't restrain it, it's just that it takes more time to kill it.

But this kind of strange beast's natal supernatural power is also very powerful, and the air mass it spits out is not just an ordinary air mass.

I saw that extremely faint blue light coming at a high speed, faster than the previous air masses, almost hitting Xu Ziqing's face—he was trying his best to manipulate the fine grass to weave the grass wall, and the reaction Naturally, it will be a little slower.

Just this trace, in the eyes of the eighth-level wind beast, is a huge flaw.

It wants to get rid of Xu Ziqing directly, and when the grass wall collapses, it will make it easier for him to get into the wind wall and have more means!

But since Xu Ziqing was showing his abilities, how could the other sword cultivators not pay more attention?

In particular, Yun Lie is Xu Ziqing's Taoist companion, even if he is helping Tu Jin, he still devotes some attention to his junior brother.As soon as Feng Beast's mind moved, he realized first, under extreme speed, there happened to be a sword intent chasing after it, dangerous and dangerous, blocking the air mass!

Yun Lie is now a sword cultivator with four refinements of the soul of the sword, and his sword intent is fast and strong, ranking above all sword cultivators here.

As soon as the sword intent was gone, the air mass collapsed immediately, but after Xu Ziqing noticed it, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Huh?" But he found that the powerful sword intent of the senior brother actually collapsed a little after hitting the air mass, and even the shattered light blue air mass hit the grass wall when it was scattered, and a ray of flame was born , Immediately burning a big hole!

Xu Ziqing frowned, and immediately increased the release of true energy.

After a short breath, the grass was woven again in the place where the flames were burning, and only then was the wind wall blocked again.

It's just...if there are many more light blue air masses hitting the grass wall, the grass wall will collapse, and the speed of growth cannot be compared with the speed of being destroyed!

But at this time and place, Xu Ziqing was not the only one fighting.

Yun Lie did not recall the sword intent, but wrapped around his junior brother to protect him.

The other few sword cultivators struggled to fight against the eighth-level wind beast. Every air ball it spit out was smashed by the crowd-with the lessons learned from the past, they would never let the scattered aftermath hit the grass wall, let alone give it a blow. This wind beast has the slightest chance of escaping!

Soon, the battle came to a head.

The giant puppet was amazing, and in terms of realm, it was a bit stronger than Tu Jin.This thing is where thousands of puppet sects put all their efforts to create the essence of puppet. Although they have no spiritual intelligence, they can make the most favorable choice under their instincts.And its hard shell is like a treasure, it can't be hurt easily, even if it resists the air mass hard, it can't make it retreat.

With the help of this thing, Tu Jin is like a tiger with wings, the eighth-level wind beast is gradually lost, and it is even more difficult to deal with the occasional attacks of other sword masters who have achieved sword skills.

No matter how fast its speed is, no matter how powerful its ability to transform wind is, it will not be able to support it.

Xu felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and the figure of the eighth-level wind beast suddenly became uncertain!

——It is reasonable to say that it was elusive because of its hazy figure, but now it has become somewhat clear, so it should be easier to deal with.

But many monks are experienced generations, at this time, they became even more vigilant.

Sure enough, the eighth-level wind beast raised its head and spit out a piece of wind knife!

This knife forms an arc shape, each piece is constantly rotating, and the color of each piece is different, and it contains extremely terrifying power!

Tu Jinxiu was the highest, his eyes flashed, he stopped in front, and he slashed with sword intent!

"Bam—"

After the ear-piercing explosion, the wind knife and the sword intent canceled each other out, and there was nothing left of the sword intent, and it couldn't exhaust the wind knife fragments!

And those fragments splashed out, and where they fell, a depression was formed.

The monks took a closer look, only to realize that the sunken place was all ground turned into sand, and was soon swallowed by an invisible force, and finally turned into a kind of wreck that seemed to be swallowed.

If it happened to hit someone...wouldn't it be that even the bones, skin and flesh would become rotten things?

This is really too weird!

At this time, Tu Jin said: "Everyone, this beast can spit out different kinds of wind, and each has its own magical powers, so be careful!"

All the monks also understand that the magical power of the eighth-level wind beast is more profound, that is, it can compress different wind types into wind knives to fight against the enemy, and each wind knives contains the power of that evil wind. If it is contaminated on a monk—even if it is just flesh and blood, it will completely arouse the consequences as if the evil wind was poured directly into his body.

After learning about this, everyone was naturally more cautious.

I saw the eighth-level wind beast spit out: Juetu wind, open fire wind, thunder-shocking wind, water-purifying wind, barren wood wind, quicksand wind, soul-eating wind, blood flame wind, red training wind, all kinds of different kinds of wind. , seems to be a steady stream in general.

This kind of supernatural power seems to be superior to several other people's supernatural powers, which is dizzying and extremely difficult to deal with.

When Xu Ziqing saw it, he couldn't help but send a voice transmission to Yun Lie: "Brother, be careful!"

Yun Lie responded, and when he shot, he became more and more courageous.

Besides, Tu Jin, how could he endure seeing such an arrogant eighth-level wind beast?At that time, he sneered, bit his fingertips and wiped it on a bloody long sword.

In an instant, on the blood-colored long sword, the blood light was so thick that it almost burst out several feet of light.

After that, Tu Jin's sword intent erupted, and an endless sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared. From top to bottom, the eighth-level wind beast was about to be suppressed!

At the same time, the giant beast puppet also opened its mouth, sucked in the whistling wind, and then spewed out in an instant——

The eighth-level wind beast spit out again and again, but its figure became more and more familiar.

When everyone saw this, why didn't they understand?They are all overjoyed.

This supernatural power is so powerful, how can it be used non-stop?Of course, the further they go, the more unfavorable they will be. As long as they last longer, the eighth-level monsters will undoubtedly lose!At the next moment, all the sword cultivators unleashed their ultimate moves, and Xu Ziqing even released the bloodthirsty demon vines directly, like countless giant snakes, they also frantically rushed, entangled the body of the eighth-level wind beast one after another!

The eighth-level monster howled wildly, and finally couldn't stand the many attacks, and fell backwards with a bang!

By this time, it had finally been worn to death.

The monks finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it did not move again.

Li Qingyuan watched from the side, his heart was surging and he was almost suffocated by it.At this time, he came to his senses, immediately smiled, and walked quickly: "You guys are so powerful, even this eighth-level wind beast is no match for you!"

Tu Jin waited for the sword cultivator to put the sword back into its sheath, and nodded to him.

Yun Lie immediately took back the giant puppet.

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly, causing the grass wall to disappear into nothingness in an instant, and the blood vines also returned to the small universe. Then he said to Li Qingyuan on behalf of all the monks: "Brother Li praised you absurdly, it's just a fluke."

This battle was indeed thrilling, but if Xu Ziqing felt fear, it wouldn't be so.

Although he is only in the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, since he was honed on the Jiuxu battlefield, his abilities have long been different from before, and he is far better than many Nascent Soul monks in the same realm.

This eighth-level wind beast is powerful, but after all, there is only one. No matter how powerful the aura is, how can it be as terrifying as the many big monsters on the Jiuxu battlefield?After that baptism, the aura of this wind beast could not suppress Xu Ziqing at all, let alone Yun Lie who had fought with the big monster, and even killed the big monster with the giant puppet.

After Li Qingyuan praised him, he said guiltily again: "I'm sorry, everyone. If my news hadn't been wrong, this would not have happened. Fortunately, everyone is fine, otherwise I really don't know how to make it up."

Xu Ziqing and the others said "no problem".

This is just a little frightening, but the result is good, and there is no need to embarrass others.

After all, this Li Qingyuan also solved a difficult matter for them, why should he be too harsh with his good intentions?

Even the most eccentric Tu Jin was not dissatisfied.

Seeing this, Li Qingyuan looked a little better, and became closer to these monks.

And the corpse of the eighth-level monster was divided equally among the five monks. As for which one was more and which one was less, no one cared too much about it.

Without the eighth-level monsters, the wind wall here is still stubborn, and the strong wind inside the wall is still howling.

The crowd still separated two people to be on guard, and the other four monks continued to pick the random wind flowers very quickly.

About half an hour later, all the random wind flowers were picked by them.

Xu Ziqing and the others scanned the thick soil box with their senses, and found that there were more than [-] random wind flowers in it, which could be said to have saved them a lot of trouble.

Afterwards, Li Qingyuan became more enthusiastic in order to make up for the crowd. When the monks walked out of the wind wall, he took them to the two closest gathering places of wild wind flowers. It took a total of three days to return, and he also killed them Two high-level wind beasts were captured.

However, these two places are indeed only occupied by level seven monsters, but the number of Chaotic Wind Flowers is indeed less.

After picking all of them, the total number of random wind flowers in the hands of the monks has reached an astonishing five thousand!

Afterwards, Li Qingyuan gave up his life to accompany the gentleman, and led the monks to a farther gathering place.But the gathering place of the Random Wind Flower is very far away from the Meteorite Mountain, at least it takes several days or even ten days to go back and forth smoothly.

Along the way, Xu Ziqing used many methods such as demon vines, Qingyun needles, ten thousand dragon fists and even ten thousand woods to transform dragons. He killed endlessly and accumulated many wind beast corpses, even those first and second level ones were not spared.The storage ring containing the body of the wind beast was almost full.

And Yun Lie also used his sword like lightning, killing many higher-level wind beasts. Everyone on the road also encountered eighth-level wind beasts. Later, because of their rich experience, they surrounded and killed them and divided them again.After doing this several times, I no longer worry about this level of wind beasts.

During the siege of countless wind beasts, everyone's comprehension of kendo and swordsmanship is quite profound, which is truly an experience.

On the last day, the group finally returned to the entrance of Dingmen in time.

At this time, Xu Ziqing's storage ring returned with a full load of fine meat from wind beasts, and in the thick soil box held by Tu Jin, there were also [-] random wind flowers!

It's just that this kind of wild wind flower has no seeds by nature, but it can only be bred in the strong wind, and it is not a simple plant. Its vitality is extremely strange, and it cannot be planted at all.

Even Xu Ziqing couldn't use the "Wanmu Planting Heart Dafa" to integrate them.

It's a pity.