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Chapter 1505: The Art of Blood Talisman

"Damn!"

Qi Yue, who was not far away, was shocked to see this scene...

Although I had already heard of Tang Tiandu’s dominance in the Sword Sect, Qi Yue couldn’t imagine that Tang Tiandu was so shameless.

At this time, I will be so cruel and choose to go to the East.

You know, although the giant crocodile is strong, Tang Tiandu's immortal sword body can at least hold on, and at most it will be injured, so there will be no worries about life.

But Fang Duan is different. His previous battle with Master Qingshuang caused a lot of damage and his combat power could not be exerted by 50%.

When he faced the giant crocodile, he was afraid he would be killed by death!

Qi Yue had already reacted quickly enough. While the giant crocodile was led east by the disaster, he rushed up directly, wanting to help Fangdu block the next attack...

While rushing out, he swept over Lin Fei from the corner of his eyes, but found that although Lin Fei activated his true energy, he had no intention of helping at all. Instead, he retreated to take refuge in the distance at the first time.

“…”

Seeing this, Qi Yue knew what Lin Fei meant. He gritted his teeth and simply went to ask for help without wasting his efforts.

However, just when he was about to rush out, he suddenly realized that when facing the giant crocodile's impact, Fang Duan quickly calmed down after the initial shock.

I saw that he was quick but not messy. He pinched his handprints and quickly pinched a magic trick on his chest. Then, he saw a strange talisman floating out of his fingertips.

"Divine Talisman? No..."

At the beginning, Qi Yue thought this was the magic talisman technique that was inherited by the Sword Sect. One talisman was sacrificed and had strange abilities such as stealing the sky and hiding the earth.

Often, every true disciple will be given a magic talisman, with different effects, but they are all waiting for use at critical moments.

Although Qi Yue is just an inner disciple and has never been given a magical talisman, she has seen it more or less a few times...

But now, after this talisman appeared, Qi Yue found something was wrong.

After this magic talisman appeared, it was no different from when it did not appear, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy...

This is very wrong...

You should know that things like the Sword Sect’s Divine Talisman are real treasures. I don’t know how many processes you go through or how much materials you spend when refining them.

Once you have mastered it, it is a good magic weapon.

Every time you use it, it is equivalent to exposing the power of a magic weapon to the extreme at one time. The spiritual power fluctuations transmitted are simply earth-shaking.

This is basically the consensus of the entire Sword Sect, and it is impossible to make mistakes.

But now, after Fang Duan's talisman appeared, there was no change?

What the hell is this?

etc…

When Qi Yue was confused, he suddenly realized that although the talisman had no spiritual fluctuations, there seemed to be spots of blood on it.

"The Blood Talisman Art?"

Qi Yue was stunned at first, and then her face suddenly changed.

The blood of the monk is full of spiritual energy, not to mention that Qi Yue was originally in the realm of Dharma, but now she has fallen, but the blood in her body is still a magical medicine.

If you apply the divine talisman on it, you can activate the divine talisman by relying on the blood itself. Of course, there is no need to stimulate it with true energy. No wonder there is no spiritual power fluctuation.

But in this way, it can be seen how serious Fang Duan's injury is.

At this critical moment, the dignified Dharma Image cultivator directly chose the extremely lossy essence and blood to activate the divine talisman.

This only shows that Fang Duan's injury has made him lose confidence, and he controls the true energy in a short time and carves extremely fine talismans.

"Oops."

Thinking of this, Qi Yue looked at Fang Duan and couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

Fang Duan was too seriously injured. If this blow could not be blocked, he would probably not even have the chance to wait for rescue and would die directly on the spot.

The hateful thing is that I am too slow to go up immediately and block the attack for Fang Duan.

Lin Fei and the others who were able to arrive obviously would not take action...

"Senior Brother Fang!"

Qi Yue didn't care about being angry at all for a moment, but just urged her body to look in Fang Duan's direction, hoping that she would have a chance to rescue later.

But now, before Qi Yue could think about anything more, there was another change ahead.

Just when Fang Duan had just sacrificed the divine talisman and had not fully demonstrated the power of the divine talisman, he only saw the giant crocodile being guided and had arrived.

The head of a hill came with a heavy and shrill sound of breaking through the air, and the entire huge body brought a momentum like a mountain pressing down on the top. For a moment, in front of this huge and fierce figure, it was breathless.

"roar!"

With a deafening roar, the giant crocodile hit Fang Duan hard.

"boom…"

For a moment, it seemed as if the entire underground cave was trembling, and a large area of ​​soil and rocks shook down, falling into the magma below, smashing large scattered magma waves.

The hot high temperature suddenly rose, and fine cracks appeared on the surrounding stone walls. The magma hit the stone wall and was blocked back.

A wave of surging fire...

"It's over..."

Seeing the scene of the magma roll in front of you, Qi Yue felt cold.

Under such destruction scenes, I don’t know if Fang Duan can survive…

However, soon Qi Yue knew the answer.

Because after a moment, when the magma waves gradually faded, a golden giant tiger dozens of feet long suddenly jumped out of the magma.

It was born into the talisman, but it was like a real thing, with golden hair all over it, standing up like a steel needle.

In the golden fur, there were circles of red patterns, which seemed to add a sense of evil in the sacredness.

After it rushed out of the magma, the thick tiger palm happened to face the head of the giant crocodile that rushed over and slapped it.

In an instant, only a shocking sound was heard in the air.

The huge tiger palm seemed to be made of a Vajra. After slapping it, the scales on the giant crocodile's head were instantly broken.

Several palm-sized scales turned into pieces and mixed with vague flesh and blood. A stream of hot and bright red blood directly sprinkled from the head of the giant crocodile and merged into the magma, causing several clusters of flames to emerge from the magma...
Chapter completed!
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