Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 678 Stacking Armor
Internal force is very similar to the Qi used by combatants. Although Qi is not as omnipotent as magic power, it is easier to control.

For example, to strengthen the weapon in hand, the mage needs to chant and gesture for several seconds to cast a spell, but using Qi to strengthen it only requires a thought from the warrior.

Precisely because of its excellent controllability, it can be used by simply replacing the sword and the wheelchair.

——But it’s really weird.

Stealth in a wheelchair is not very good, no matter how much lubrication is applied, there will still be some noise, but Wu Shaoyi is not completely without mobility. Not only can she drift in a wheelchair, her speed is faster than most people's light work, and she can even use the wheelchair as a weapon. I wonder if she can come up with a set of "wheelchair racing method" to benefit the disabled in the future...

Her action not only shocked her own people, but also the members of the Sirius Cult opened their eyes wide. It was the first time they had seen such a flexible cripple.

Originally, seeing Wu Shaoyi rushing forward, several members of the Tianlang Cult wanted to join forces for a sneak attack, but it was not until they were hit on the face by the wheel that they realized that Wu Shaoyi was not at all weak.

But then again, no matter how well a wheelchair drifts, it is just a wheelchair. It is not as flexible as two feet. Yang Yiyi rushed forward and quickly fought off the people who surrounded her.

It was true that Wu Shaoyi was mobile, and her best skill was indeed her sound skills. Yang Yiyi was creating opportunities for her to attack.

Sure enough, the sound of a flute was soon heard from behind, and the members of the Sirius Cult, who were often alone, suddenly fell to the ground as if they had been punched by an invisible man.

The scene also became a bit weird, making people feel like there was BGM accompaniment for the group fights.

There were fifty or sixty people coming to support, plus Yang Yiyi and the others, seventy or eighty people from the martial arts world worked together. Now the only ones under pressure were the Tianlang Cult.

The followers of the Sirius Cult are spread all over the Western Regions and there are many believers, but the result is that the quality is not very good.

If this group of people were trained according to military methods, it would be really awesome. With the bonus of religion, their morale would be off the charts. Add to that the combat capabilities of a professional army, and these seventy or eighty martial artists would simply be no match for them.

But if the Sirius Cult did this, the Western Regions would probably not be able to accommodate them.

There are many countries in the Western Regions. You can preach here, but you also train the believers to be soldiers. What do you want to do?

So it turns out that the fighting power of most of the believers is quite limited, and now they just have to rely on numbers to hold on.

At this time, the vibration came again, like an earthquake, but more like a monster turning over underground.

As they were swaying, they saw that the crown of the big tree behind the campfire was dropping again. If they stared at it, they would feel an oppressive feeling as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads.

"Interrupt the ceremony!"

Ran Xiaoyi's voice could be vaguely heard, and it sounded quite urgent.

The descent of the canopy represents the progress of the ritual, and once it has completely descended, it will be unlikely to stop the ritual.

Yang Yiyi was still the one who rushed the farthest during the fight, but even for her, she was still hundreds of meters away from the campfire, and the road ahead was blocked by the people of the Tianlang Sect. Even if she pushed her way forward, it would take a lot of time.

So while the vibration was slowing down, he raised his foot and kicked a scimitar of the Sirius Cult into the air. Yang Yiyi grabbed the knife and leaped up, then swung her arm with the Monkey Throwing Technique and threw it towards the campfire.

The monkey throwing method is the lowest level of hidden weapon technique. It is just the confidence to answer "yes" when someone asks you if you can throw a hidden weapon.

The accuracy is not good, but the power is really strong, it is completely based on brute force.

Anyway, there’s no need to be too precise with a target as big as a campfire, so just throw it first and see what happens later.

The scimitar whizzed across the square and headed straight for the bonfire at a speed faster than an arrow.

I thought that even if I couldn't interrupt the ceremony, I could at least cause some disturbance. But the scimitar suddenly bounced off with a bang when it hit it.

Among the people dancing around the campfire, a few suddenly turned around, raised their hands with long staffs, and a vague energy shield blocked the campfire.

This is really troublesome, they have stacked armor. No matter whether it is magic or witchcraft, the most vulnerable time is during the ceremony, so they must be prepared.

Either use illusion to hide, or simply put up a rigid shield.

Yang Yiyi fell back to the ground in disappointment, and performed a series of Jade Rabbit Kicks on the people below. Several strong men flew backwards on the spot, but this was still of no use to those who were stubborn enough to rush forward.

The killing efficiency of cold weapons is very low, even if the person using the cold weapons has martial arts skills. In addition, the Tianlang Sect has a large number of people, and it is difficult to rush over after fighting for a long time.

To be honest, Yang Yiyi wasn't really that anxious. After all, her main purpose was to confirm Ning Xianer's safety, and now it was done.

But even if we don’t consider the big issues of family, country and the world, the most anxious person is Ran Xiaoyi.

After all, the one who was conducting the ceremony was her own sister, and she was well aware of the dangers of the ceremony. If something went wrong, it would not be as simple as losing the ability to be a witch, but dying on the spot would be a relief.

It was impossible to get through for the time being, and Ran Xiaoyi was anxious seeing it.

There was really no other way, so she bit her fingertips and used the blood to smear something on the snake staff in her hand. Not long after, Yang Yiyi heard Ran Xiaoyi shouting from behind:

"Get out of my way!"

At first, they thought Ran Xiaoyi had used some kind of offensive witchcraft, and everyone avoided Ran Xiaoyi's radiation range, but soon, Yang Yiyi heard a loud "bang!", like a particularly heavy footstep.

After forcing back the approaching members of the Sirius Cult, Yang Yiyi looked back and saw a giant whose entire body was dark red, as if made of blood plasma, running forward with thumping steps that showed no regard for any relatives.

This thing barely had a human shape, nearly three or four meters tall, and emitted a strong stench. Due to the dim light, only two glowing red eyes could be seen on its head.

This is the Blood God, the source of Ran Xiaoyi's power.

The witchcraft used by shamans from different tribes is different. The only thing in common is that they can summon the power of the mountain god they worship to help.

The one from Qingzhu Village is the Blood God.

It is not the original body, but a projection of power, closer to a clone.

But this thing's ability is quite high. The Blood God strode through the path made clear by a group of martial artists. Facing the members of the Sirius Cult who were blocking his way, he simply kicked them or swung his arms left and right.

It's that simple, but in front of that exaggerated body, any hit can be fatal.

Compared with it, the size of humans is probably the difference between humans and dogs, and the dog is a small dog like Teddy.

The clanging sound of things hitting the ground attracted the attention of the southern Xinjiang people who were dancing on the hillsides on both sides, but they just glanced at them and then continued their ancient frenetic dance, as if they knew that what they had to do now was more important.

The Blood God easily tore a big hole in the direction of the Sirius Cult, and the martial artists following behind it rushed forward and successfully beat it through.

But there is no need to be happy too soon. Just as the direction of the Sirius Cult was torn apart, the Blood God roared and turned into a large pool of blood that spread all over the ground.

Ran Xiaoyi's talent as a witch is far inferior to her sister's. Being able to call out the Blood God is already a very difficult and extremely dangerous thing. If she is not careful, the Blood God will be completely out of control.

Although the bulldozer that cleared the way was gone, they had successfully broken through the defense line of the Sirius Cult after all, and Yang Yiyi rushed to the front as always.

At this moment, Qin Yan's urgent voice reminded:

"Beware!"

Yang Yiyi was startled and looked to the left suddenly, only to see a hand with pale skin like a dead person already touching her neck!
(End of this chapter)