Immortal Space

Wang Hong saw that the condition of the monk surnamed Li was not very good, and it was quite difficult to protect the two of them at the same time.

"Thank you fellow daoist for your help, let me do it myself."

After speaking, regardless of the opinion of the monk surnamed Li, he walked out of the blue water curtain, and a set of black armor appeared on his body.

He didn't see any abnormalities on the armor, he just walked in the flames so naturally, letting the surrounding flames rise and roll around him, but it didn't affect him in any way.

"Fellow Daoist actually has such supernatural powers, I should worry too much!"

Seeing this, the monk surnamed Li naturally knew that his defensive armor was probably much stronger than his own water source bead.

I don't know how far this passage is. They have been walking in it for an hour, but they still haven't seen the end.

As they walked, the passage became more and more scorching hot, and everyone felt as if they were walking in a furnace. Although they had all kinds of supernatural powers and magic weapons to defend them, they still felt dry lips and blood boiling.

"Wang Daoyou, how far is it to get out of this passage?"

A middle-aged female cultivator had run out of mana at this moment, unable to hold on, and frantically absorbed the middle-grade spirit stones in her hand, but couldn't keep up with the speed of consumption.

"I can only find the correct passage, and I don't know how far it is."

At this time, another burst of flames hit, and a defensive magic weapon on the middle-aged female cultivator instantly shattered, and then the whole person was wrapped in raging fire.

"Ahh! Help me..."

At this time, everyone is anxious to defend against the incoming flames, and they have no time to protect themselves, and they still have the ability to treat others.

This woman was very close to Wang Hong, and seeing that she was about to die in a sea of ​​flames, Wang Hong hesitated for a moment, but still extended a helping hand, and a talisman came out, forming an ice wall around the middle-aged woman's self-cultivation, blocking the flames out .

After obtaining this protection, the monk was at least a Nascent Soul cultivator, and seized the opportunity to extinguish the flames on his body.

At this time, the body was scorched, and the robe on her body had already been reduced to ashes. The female cultivator quickly took out a robe and put it on, and then took out a few middle-grade spirit stones to quickly recover her mana.

After a quarter of an hour, the flames gradually subsided, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the crisis that the middle-aged female cultivator encountered just now made everyone feel a little bit of crisis.

Now everyone is at the end of their battles, especially the monks who don't have a good defensive magic weapon in their hands, or don't have high-grade spirit stones, and they are already supporting them strongly at this moment.

I'm afraid there will be another one or two flame attacks, and half of them will be swallowed by the flames like the female cultivators before. At that time, no one can be sure, there must be such good luck, someone will lend a helping hand to him.

"Everyone, now that the future is unclear, I suggest that everyone should work together to tide over this difficulty together."

The monk surnamed Yun suggested that although he had high-grade spirit stones in his hand to supplement his mana, his mana was not strong enough, so he was reluctant to hold on at this moment.

His proposal was quickly supported by most of the monks, because he was on the verge of life and death, and others had the resources he needed, and no one could balance his mind.

"Yes! We should work together. I suggest that fellow daoists who have high-grade spirit stones or other defensive treasures in their hands can sell some of them. I would be very grateful."

Soon, there were ten monks in total, forming a temporary alliance. Now the ten monks were walking, staring at the remaining six monks.

At this time, among the remaining six people, two more monks could not bear the pressure and joined this alliance.

The remaining four were the monk surnamed Li, Mu Xianzi, Wang Hong, and the middle-aged female cultivator who was rescued by Wang Hong just now.

The female cultivator's surname is Shan, and she is a casual cultivator. Although she doesn't have any resources at the moment, she almost died just now.

It seems that they don't want to fight against Wang Hong, and they don't participate in the alliance at the moment.

And the cultivator surnamed Li has a defensive magic weapon, water source beads, and a top-grade spirit stone to restore mana. Wang Hong also saw him take a pill to restore mana before. Shared intentions.

Wooden Fairy, relying on a bottle of spirit wine in her hand, has been in good condition, not even a single hair was burnt.

"Several fellow daoists, please share the resources in your hands with me and save a life. We will never let you suffer."

The monk surnamed Wei looked at the four of them coldly, but forced out a trace of pity and said.

"I don't know how you plan to trade?" the monk surnamed Li asked in a deep voice while walking forward, and at the same time he was already on guard.

"Naturally, I will take out the top-grade spirit stones of fellow daoists and the spirit pills and spirit wine that replenish mana, and share them with everyone. Only then will it appear sincere."

Now that the words have come to this point, the other party obviously has no intention of doing a fair deal.

"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist is really good at joking!" The monk surnamed Li was enraged, and a magic weapon had already been sacrificed by him.

"Stop talking nonsense, and get it yourself if you have the ability."

The cultivator surnamed Li didn't dare to get too close to Wang Hong and the others at this time. Although he was temporarily standing on one side at this time, he might strike back at any time.

At this time, Wang Hong, Mu Xianzi, and the female cultivator with the surname Shan did not speak, but each sacrificed their magic weapons.

"Since fellow Taoists don't want to donate generously, I can only offend you." While the monk surnamed Wei sighed, the twelve magic weapons on the opposite side had already attacked the four people here.

Wang Hong was holding a black long knife at the moment, and he didn't sacrifice any magic weapon.

When several magic weapons bombarded him, and when he was about to get close, he saw his black knife slashing in the air, and after a clanging sound, countless magic weapon wrecks were already scattered on the ground in front of him.

Several of these chopped magic weapons were natal magic weapons. At this time, the natal magic weapons were damaged, and I was backlashed, and blood was sprayed by countless people immediately.

Several magic weapons attacking him were cut into pieces, Wang Hong still had time to help the other three monks cut up a few magic weapons.

Immediately, there were not a few magic weapons left among the dozen or so magic weapons that attacked from the opposite side, and he slipped back when he saw something was wrong.

This annoyed the dozen or so monks on the opposite side, but they were powerless for a while.

At this time, a monk saw the opportunity quickly and shouted: "He is just relying on the sharpness of the magic weapon, let's bombard him with magic."

One word awakened the dreamer, and at this time, more than a dozen spells were bombarded from the opposite side. These spells included fire, frost, water dragon, wooden thorns, etc., covering the four of them all at once.

Among them, the focus of the greeting was naturally Wang Hong, and almost 90% of the spells were directed at Wang Hong, in order to avenge the destruction of the magic weapon just now.

However, the next moment, they were dumbfounded again. Countless spells fell on Wang Hong, and not even a single wave appeared.

Seeing that Wang Hong was still safe and sound, everyone felt as if a boulder had been blocked in their hearts.

How can you fight like this, the attack is extremely sharp, and the defense is like a tortoise shell, there is nowhere to attack.