Li Muran's extremely skillful talisman sacrifice technique was fully displayed at this time. The talisman sword light he waved casually contained dozens of magic tricks, enough to untie dozens of seals of mid-level talismans.

"Brush and brush" three sword lights flashed, and in this moment, it was enough to completely stimulate the talisman array arranged by more than one hundred talismans.

Suddenly, nearly a hundred flames suddenly appeared where the cloaked monk was, and they burst out at the same time; above his head, more than ten thunder balls, about the size of them, suddenly flashed out, and a violent thunderstorm immediately occurred.

Lightning and thunder, fires soar into the sky, and a loud noise from the sky, the entire cave collapsed in the detonation of the talisman array.

Li Muran raised his hand and waved it, and a faint layer of spiritual light flashed around it, forming a light shield of dozens of feet in size. The falling rocks caused by the collapse of the cave were blocked from the light shield.

This light shield also protected Lan Yu and Bai Jing and other feathered monks trapped by spider webs, so as not to be smashed into meat paste by rocks.

"He should be dead now," Li Muran said in his heart.

The more than ten thunderstorm talismans, each containing no less magic power than the full blown attack of the late-stage monks in the Shenyou period, and it is a thunder-attribute spell known for its strong destructive power. If you face ordinary late-stage monks in the Shenyou period, a thunderstorm talisman is enough to be difficult to deal with.

Now these more than ten thunderstorm talismans are activated at the same time, and the power produced is so powerful that it is hard to imagine that even if it is the existence of the Dharma phase, it may be difficult to escape safely. What's more, the power of a hundred fire dragon talismans that are sacrificed together with the thunderstorm talismans may be average, but the power of a hundred fire dragon talismans that can be sacrificed at the same time is also not something that monks in the Shenyou period can bear directly.

The explosion of fire, lightning and lightning in the talisman array lasted for a long time before gradually calming down.

Before it had completely calmed down, Li Muran noticed that the aura of the cloaked monk had completely disappeared, and it should have been destroyed by the ashes of the talisman formation.

After the fire and lightning gradually dissipated, a huge pit hundreds of feet deep was blown out of the rocky ground where the talisman array was originally located.

However, above the giant pit, there was actually a figure of a feathered monk floating in the figure.

Although the monk's cloak and clothes were burned to death, his skin was also charred, and he was obviously hit by the thunder and fire, his eyes were still flowing and he was not keeping in touch with the surroundings

Li Muran's face suddenly changed drastically, and he couldn't believe what he saw

"How could he not die yet?"

Not only was he not dead, he even found that the cloaked monk seemed to have changed. His aura was not only renewed, but also powerful and unpredictable.

"What's going on with such a powerful thunder and fire magic attack? Why did you summon me? You must know that I only left a wisp of soul division in your body, and I can only use such a precious opportunity to cast such soul-summoning technique once. Why did you use it?" The charred monk suddenly spoke.

Li Muran was stunned and didn't understand who the other party was talking to.

Then, the charred monk continued to speak to himself, "I naturally understand this point, but the boy in front of me is really difficult. If he hadn't used the soul-summoning technique to stimulate the soul-dividing power in his body in time, this clone would have been killed by him."

"Are you talking about this fifth-level kid?" The charred cultivator frowned and said suspiciously: "You are my clone. Not only have the sixth-level magic power cultivation, but also have an incomprehensible body of corpse refining, but also has a strand of souls from me. Their knowledge and experience are comparable to that of me. How could you not even be able to deal with a fifth-level werewolf?"

"That's the fact that this kid's methods are so weird. He is proficient in the art of talismans, and some of them have even been lost."

The charred monk's expression is constantly changing, asking and answering questions, which is very strange

Li Muran's mind changed rapidly and seemed to understand something.

"Is this also a clone of an external body? This cloaked monk is just a clone of a master, but now he doesn't know what secret technique he has used, but he actually attracts a trace of his divine thoughts from his body, and his aura and strength have changed drastically." Li Muran said in his heart, his brows frowned even tighter.

The charred monk was still muttering to himself: "Can the things I asked you to do have been completed? This matter is of great importance, but it is not convenient for me to take action personally, so I arranged for your clone to act alone. I thought that with your physical cultivation and knowledge, it should be easy to complete the task."

"Yes, this clone has been secretly using the essence, blood and essence of the feathered human cultivator to moisten the spirit egg to encourage it to hatch as soon as possible. This matter was originally going very smoothly, and it has not attracted the attention of the high-level existence of the feathered human cultivator. Just as it was about to succeed, a fifth-level werewolf cultivator suddenly appeared, which almost ruined the big thing."

"So, this clone had to stimulate the soul splitting in his body, summoned the original divine thoughts, and personally used the soul splitting power to deal with this kid."

"So that's fine. When I take action to kill this kid, then you can complete the task as soon as possible and return to me."

"Of course, you and I are one. If it weren't for fear of arousing suspicion, and the distance was too far, it was inconvenient to cast spells, this clone would have wanted to contact the body and report the situation."

Speaking of this, the charred monk suddenly looked at Li Muran coldly and said, "It's you, a kid, who almost destroyed my clone? Humph, I don't want to fight with a junior like you. Do you want to ruling to make some fun, or do you want me to take action personally and torture you to death."

"Your Excellency is such a big tone," Li Muran said lightly: "I believe that your original body must be a master. If your original body is here, you will naturally have no resistance. However, now you are just a seriously injured clone, relying on a wisp of soul-dividing power in your body, and you may not have no chance."

"Opportunity?" The charred monk laughed and said, "A wisp of my soul splitting is enough to compete with the seventh-level monk. What opportunity can you, a fifth-level werewolf, have you escaped from the hands of my soul splitting?"

"Contend with the seventh-level cultivator?" Li Muran was shocked. The seventh-level cultivator is equivalent to the early stage of Dharma image and is completely different from the sixth-level cultivator. If the opponent's split soul can really display powerful magical powers that only the Dharma image cultivator can have, then he will probably be difficult to deal with.

"I didn't expect that just to find some bloody swallow glue, I was accidentally involved in the conspiracy of such an expert, and now it's hard to get rid of the tiger." Li Muran thought to himself that something was wrong.

When Li Muran was worried, the charred monk glanced at the seven or eight feathered monks trapped by the spider web, and suddenly smiled coldly: "Hehe, I may not be able to deal with you, a kid, and I personally take action.

After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his finger and shot out white round beads the size of beans, easily breaking the spiritual light that Li Muran gave, and then attacked several feathered monks, including Lan Yu Baijing.

Li Muran immediately slapped his palm and used a layer of black hole technique to protect Lan Yu and Bai Jing and the others.

With two light sounds of "Puff", the white round beads easily penetrated the black hole technique, like a sharp blade breaking paper without any obstacles.

Li Muran was shocked. Where did this white ball bead come from? He could actually ignore his black hole technique.

At this time, white round beads hit Lan Yu and others' eyebrows one after another, and flashed and directly penetrated into their bodies, leaving no trace.

"It's a divine thought." Li Muran felt a stern in his heart: "The white round bead was actually condensed by powerful divine thoughts. This is the rumored art of divine thought transformation. It must be achieved with extremely powerful divine thoughts. Is this person a master in the real body stage?"

The unconscious feather monks had no resistance. After being hit by the white round bead, their aura suddenly changed. They woke up one after another and opened their eyes.

However, their eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing, and they seemed to have no wisdom.

The spider webs on their bodies were also taken away by the charred monk's sleeves with a wave of his wave.

Immediately, these feather monks who had just woken up and could move freely suddenly rushed towards Li Muran, one by one, one by one, with a terrifying expression.

"Divine Control Art?" Li Muran frowned. The high-level monk was indeed skillful. Just popping out a wisp of divine thoughts, he could immediately easily control the low-level monk.

When Li Muran saw the monks of Yiyu Human Clan, including Lan Yu, approached him, he couldn't help but sigh.

He knew very well that even if these monks were originally his friends and companions, once they were controlled by the enemy, they would become the enemy's accomplices and their own mortal enemies.

Therefore, even when facing Lan Yu and Bai Jing at this time, he could not have any hesitation or soft-heartedness.

"Brother Lan, Fellow Daoist Bai, I'm sorry." Li Muran shouted inwardly. While retreating quickly, he reached out to explore his hand in his arms and took out more than ten thunderstorm talismans.

He raised the thunderstorm talisman in front of him, and at the same time, he shook the phoenix blood sword in his hand. After a sword light magic trick was shot, these thunderstorm talismans were immediately activated and turned into thunder balls about a foot, roaring at the controlled feathered monks, and then burst into crackling sounds, turning into countless lightnings and thunder sounds.

Those feathered monks, who had storage bags on their waists and arms, did not know how to use them as if they had lost their intelligence. They did not use any magic weapons to defend themselves, but they spread their wings and endured the attack of the thunderstorm talisman.

The Thunderstorm Technique can almost be regarded as the most destructive magical power among monks in the Divine Travel Period. Li Muran is very skilled in talisman making. The thunderstorm talisman produced by the Thunderstorm Technique has almost no loss of power. It is not something that these feathered monks can resist based on their physical body.

Suddenly, under the lightning, blood and flesh flew everywhere, burnt. These feathered monks were blown into pieces by the thunderstorm technique and died on the spot.
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