Chapter 76: The critical moment

Faced with such a group of madmen, Xiaopang was not even thinking about going out. He knew that the other party was in the last madness. As long as he showed up, they would kill him even if they fought to death. Anyway, Xuantian Temple was about to come to Xuantian Temple, so Qingfengzi would naturally come out to treat them, so Xiaopang wouldn't bother to fight with these guys!

So Xiaopang just used his magic power to support the flying of the iron clock, and didn't care about anything else, just do whatever you like!

In this case, when the four people on the other side faced a living target, they naturally outputted their lives. Fire, ice, lightning, sword light, and sword light hit the big iron bell like money. Pieces of black iron were knocked out, and the surface of the entire big iron bell was bumpy, green, purple, and crisscrossing sword marks. That miserable thing is impossible to say.

Then, even though he was ravaged by the four monks, the big iron clock was still as steady as Mount Tai, flying forward tenaciously. The little fat man in the natal space was still so leisurely, drinking tea made from the five elements essence water to replenish his magic power, and having fun roasted eyeless fish.

Compared to Xiaopang's leisure, the four monks outside were sweating profusely. In just two or three quarters of an hour, they almost exhausted all their magic power, but the big iron clock opposite was still the same. The most important thing was that they still did not force Xiaopang out. Even if they bombarded any part of the big iron clock several times, they could not find Xiaopang. As time went by, the battle was getting closer and closer to Xuantian Temple, which made them very anxious, and the four of them were almost crazy.

The monk holding the fan gritted his teeth, took out the dragon-headed sky-bombing cannon again, and roared in anger: "I'm trying to avoid this cannon anymore, I don't believe you can't kill me!"

As he said that, the monk holding the fan suddenly took out the jade gourd and poured all the earth fire god thunders inside in one breath. Then he aimed the muzzle at the lower mouth of the big iron bell, and then he was about to activate it.

Seeing this scene, Xiaopang couldn't help but change his face. Because he knew that the Dragon-Headed Sky-Boot Cannon can not only be single shot, but also multiple shots. However, if multiple Earth Fire God Thunders were fired at the same time, it would cause great damage to the cannon body, and this damage was likely to be irreparable. So under normal circumstances, no one would be willing to do this. Even if it was absolutely necessary, one or two more divine thunders would not allow the Dragon-Headed Sky-Boot Cannon to fire more than four divine thunders at once. Because of such consequences, the Dragon-Headed Sky-Boot Cannon will be directly scrapped.

But looking at the movements of the fan-holding monk, at least five earth fire god thunders were poured in. This time, the waist burst out. After the blessing of the dragon-headed sky-bombing cannon, it was almost equivalent to the power of fifty ordinary earth fire god thunders explosions at the same time. Moreover, this explosion was not the outer iron sheet of the big iron bell, but the explosion inside the big iron bell. This kind of explosion similar to the semi-enclosed space will make the destructive power soar exponentially again. I am afraid that this attack that jumps over the wall may even reach the power of the Nascent Soul master. At that time, whether the big iron bell can hold on, Xiaopang is not sure whether it can hold on.

If it doesn't hold on, it doesn't matter if the big iron bell breaks, but once the natal magic weapon inside is finished, the little fat will go crazy. After all, all his wealth is placed in this natal space. Once it is lost, he will be immediately labeled as a prototype and become that penniless poor boy again. Not only can the Wu Earth God Thunder be practiced, but he has to slowly make money for buying elixirs.

Xiaopang, who had already tasted the taste of wealth, didn't want to go back to before liberation at once, but he didn't dare to go out at this time because he was ready. At this time, he could only strengthen the other party's determination to fire, and nothing else could be saved.

So for a moment, Xiaopang was in a dilemma. Don’t go out? Worrying that his natal magic weapon would be destroyed, it would be useless to go out. What should I do?

Just when Xiaopang was so anxious that he was sweating heavily, the monk holding the fan with a ferocious face stopped at the moment of firing the cannon, and then looked ahead with a look of surprise, and was stunned.

Xiaopang saw this scene through his spiritual sense in his natal magic weapon, and he was overjoyed. At the same time, he wondered why the other party showed mercy at the critical moment. He hurriedly used his spiritual sense to follow the eyes of the monk holding the fan. It didn't matter this, but it surprised Xiaopang.

It turned out that at some point, a middle-aged Taoist priest in green clothes and as fairy as a fairy, came to the battlefield silently, using a blue sword light. From the rapidity of the opponent's sword light, it could appear from a very distant moment, that this person's strength was extremely powerful.

The most important thing is that Xiaopang knows this person, he is Xiaopang’s master, the master of Xuantian Temple, and Qingfengzi.

It turned out that Qingfengzi was practicing in the cave, but suddenly he felt a wave of huge spiritual fluctuations coming from hundreds of miles away. With his knowledge, he naturally realized that there was a monk fighting.

You should know that Xuantian Temple is dominant in the Blue Moon Kingdom, and the entire country is his territory. According to the unfamous regulations of the cultivation world, it is very rude for any monk to start a war on someone else's territory. As the person in charge of Xuantian Villa, Qingfengzi felt the battle and with this level of battle, the innate monks under his command could no longer get involved, so of course he had to come out and check it out in person. After all, this matter is related to the dignity of Xuantian Villa and should not be careless.

A distance of hundreds of miles was just a blink of an eye for Qingfengzi, a monk who had reached the late stage of foundation building. As a result, he was stunned when he saw this. Four foundation building monks were besieging an iron bell and almost all methods were used. Even a monk holding a fan took out a killing weapon like the dragon headed sky cannon. As soon as this thing was released, Qingfengzi couldn't help but feel a little scared when he saw it.

The reason why the monk holding the fan was stunned was because Qingfengzi had the logo of Xuantian Temple on his Taoist robe, and the powerful cultivation showed by the other party, he knew at a glance that this person was Qingfengzi, the master of Xuantian Temple.

The reason why they had to kill Xiaopang was not just to avenge their junior brother, but the most important thing was to kill people to silence them, and they didn't want to expose their group of people attacking Qingfeng Temple. But now, the fat man had not killed him, and the master of Xuantian Temple felt that all his efforts had turned into a vain, and it also brought disaster to the master's sect. Faced with such a bad situation, the monk holding the fan could not help but be scared to death for a while. The other three monks were the same, and they didn't know what to do.

After Qingfengzi came here, he immediately realized that the situation was not right. Although he didn't know Xiaopang's big iron clock, he could tell from the expressions of these people that the other party seemed extremely panicked, afraid that there was something wrong with it.
Chapter completed!