Seeing Zhenlu summoning Liujinhuo Ling, Jiumiao, who was on the other hand, was also in a difficult situation. The Yunmi Talisman just now had already performed at his high level, but was easily cracked by Zhenlu. The Liujinhuo Ling he was attracted now, but it was stronger than the Chixia God-Catching Net just now. Don't think too much. If it was at a normal level, I would definitely have no choice but to use this bell. Alas, I could still go all the way to the dark.

Thinking in his heart, he was doing it like this. A small snake head was poked out from Jiu Miao's sleeve, and his eyebrows were still eyebrows, but the little snake's spirit didn't look so full at this time. Jiu Miao frowned, baby, I'm going to aggrieved you today. Thinking of it, he took out a talisman pen and stretched it in front of the little snake.

The little snake showed anthropomorphic pain, but it still cooperated to drop a drop of snake saliva on the foreshadowing. Seeing this, Jiumiao took out a green, panicking fruit from another sleeve and placed it in front of the little snake. When the little snake saw the fruit, his eyes lit up, as if his weakness was just pretending, and he swallowed the fruit directly into his stomach at the speed of lightning.

Jiumiao's actions naturally could not escape the attention of Zhenlu, who had already focused part of his attention on him. Looking at the little snake, Zhenlu seemed to understand something, but his knowledge was not sufficient, so he could not recognize the heels and feet of the little snake. However, the corpse that was certain was that his Chixia God-Catching Net was destroyed, so he must have a close relationship with the little snake.

The little snake's saliva was stained with the talisman pen. Jiu Miao did not dare to delay it. He immediately started to draw a talisman on the talisman paper on the table. Looking at Jiu Miao's movements and the gestures, Zhenlu felt a little magical, right? The thoughts of these three words rose in his heart in an instant, but the fact was as he thought.

The talisman in Jiumiao's hand was extremely fast, and the speed was really too fast. With just one breath, Jiumiao's talisman pen completed the last stroke on the talisman. Then Jiumiao's eyes were full of expectations, and the talisman in front of him was activated in Zhenlu's incredible eyes.

I saw a blue clear light radiating out from the talisman, and then the surrounding water vapor gathered. When it entered the stone floor, it had already gathered into a large amount of water vapor, which turned out to be a "true water talisman".

Seeing this ball of clear water pounced towards his own Liujinhuo Ling, Zhenlu really felt that it was a bit ridiculous in such an instant. His Liujinhuo Ling could be considered a talisman technique at the bottom of his box, but his opponent actually summoned such a ball of Qingshui. Is this contempt for him? Not only did Zhenlu feel such doubts, but he quietly watched the two of them fighting below, and the monks who had never understood the mystery were also talking about it. This battle was undoubtedly the most boring game since the beginning of the competition. Zhenlu was quite powerful and had some sound. Whether it was the Chixia God Catching Net or the Liujinhuo Ling, they were all spells that were interesting.

But the unilateral excitement can only be a one-man show, what's the point? Because of this, when Chixia God Catching Net was broken by Jiumiao's golden sword and golden clippers, the audience was somewhat surprised, and what followed was a hint of curiosity. Is Chixia God Catching Net of Danxia Sect so naughty?

But after this surprise, he welcomed Jiu Miao's Cloud Miasma Technique, and then to the real water talisman now, the monks who watched gradually came to their senses. Could it be that Jiu Miao is just a paddling monster? Why do you have such simple and unpretentious magic that makes us feel so stupid? Can you see through it? You make us feel a little unfathomable, just like the big boss of Yang Shen is raising hammers and building foundations, and you have no idea at all.

The people's thoughts did not block the progress of the True Water Talisman summoning the water ball. Zhenlu was also careful. Although this True Water Talisman probably might not cause any harm to his Liujinhuo Ling, he was afraid that if it was the case, he would immediately drive his divine mind and move the Liujinhuo Ling away and not hit the water ball.

But after all, he moved one step slower. The water ball came to Shiping and then raised it up in an instant. Although Zhenlu drove the Liujinhuo bell to move, it was still rubbed to the corner by the water ball. Just as the water ball rubbed against the Liujinhuo bell, Zhenlu felt a pain in his head, as if his head was stabbed by a needle, but part of his divine thought attached to the Liujinhuo bell was swallowed by the water ball!

Moreover, when the water ball was wiped, a hole was corroded on the side of the Liujin Firebell. Then the water ball passed by. When it left the Liujin Firebell's range, it happened to encounter a rotating flame. It was just a 'shot', and a flame that was comparable to the true fire of the Huandan monk was extinguished!

Zhenlu was shocked, it turned out that I was so naive! Jiumiao was overjoyed, it was effective, it seemed that we were stable again! Then he raised the ups and downs, and another wave of wandering pens came from the dragon, and a sweet rain talisman was drawn by him. Then he threw it towards the stone plaza. A light rain slowly came in the sky. Looking at the range, it covered the entire stone plaza, and three or five feet outside the stone plaza were also affected.

Seeing this scene, Zhenlu was very impatient and had nowhere to hide. If he left Shiping, he would be considered losing! He made a move in his heart and pinched the magic tricks in his hand. The remaining eight flames rose into the air, forming a circle, blocking the bell, as if he had to dry the rain falling from the sky with the hot fire.

However, the rainwater summoned by the sweet rain talisman produced by Jiumiao slowly fell down, one drop, two drops, three drops, four drops (now I have a magical idea, if I keep writing 10,000 drops, how many blades can I receive.)

The raindrops fell on the fire ball, and the initial reaction was the same as that of water falling into the flames. The fire ball not only did not go out, but was excited by the water droplets. The flames became even more violent (simple chemical knowledge, if you don’t know how to try it). However, as more and more raindrops fell in the sky, the flames that resisted the bell could not hold back. Nine fire balls, nine fire balls that emitted a scorching light, and nine fire balls that could melt gold and break iron were actually "watered" by the drizzle, and they were about to die of ecstasy, and they were about to be destroyed in the next moment!

Zhenlu felt a little sour at this time. Looking at the posture, he felt that he could hold on for a few more waves. More than half of the time had passed in a quarter of an hour. If he could hold on for a while, he might be able to take it seriously. But while the raindrops were pouring on the flames, Zhenlu's own spiritual thoughts were also eroded all the time. That feeling was really tormenting. Thinking of this, the tenacity in his bones made him decide to persevere. If Liujinhuoling couldn't withstand it, it might not be much better to take on other talismans from him!

But he didn't know that it was this decision that completely led him to the failed realm.
Chapter completed!