Mortal Ascension Record

These words were meant to provoke the opponent without hiding their intention, because the cultivator surnamed Mang just wanted to try his luck. Besides, he was very confident that as long as the insect cultivator behind the scenes dared to come out for a head-on fight, he would guarantee that he would make the opponent pay the price. This was also the most effective way to break the deadlock nowadays.

After all, the situation seems to be improving at the moment, but the power of thunder magic is limited after all, and there are not many fire talismans left. It is impossible to last too long, so the cultivator surnamed Mang was forced to do this.

Unexpectedly, things often develop beyond expectations.

Perhaps he, Mang, did not expect that his words would come true so quickly, because the next moment, a sarcastic response came from the darkness:

"Really? Then it's as you wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally dark environment was instantly illuminated, and nine consecutive arrows streaked through the sky, like a meteor chasing the moon, and attacked the cultivator named Mang at an incredibly fast speed. Moreover, a white-haired young man slowly appeared in the air, holding a heavy longbow in his hand. It was undoubtedly Qin Tian who had been hiding for a long time!

Obviously, after this period of recovery, his body had just gotten rid of the state of exhaustion, so he launched a wave of nine arrows in a row without hesitation.

Because Qin Tian saw clearly that if he could not eliminate the leader of the Moon Worship Cult as quickly as possible, then once the formation was broken, with the opponent's perfect level of strength, it would definitely cause considerable trouble, so he almost rushed here on time.

If he were in the outside world, perhaps he would not be completely sure. It would be wishful thinking no matter how you look at it to want to kill a perfect level cultivator by relying solely on conventional means. But now he is inside the talisman formation, and the opponent is under great suppression. Even the vitality of heaven and earth is forcibly isolated. He is almost like a tiger with its teeth pulled out. If he is still not sure under such circumstances, then he would be ashamed of the teachings of the old demon Di Huan.

As the saying goes, strike while the sickness strikes.

These nine arrows in a row were undoubtedly just right, and caught the monk named Mang off guard. By the time he could react, the sharp arrows had already reached him. The biting coldness was so chilling that even the space was distorted and marked.

Seeing this situation, the cultivator named Mang was so shocked that he almost made a mistake in the thunder technique in his hand!

Perhaps it was because he had thought of ten thousand possibilities, but he never expected that his casual provocation would actually attract this evil star!

After all, he was very clear about the power of arrows. The scene in which the young man opposite him shot a volley and instantly killed three people of the same level was still vivid in his mind. Now that nine arrows were coming at the same time, the power could almost be imagined. It was estimated that it would be difficult for an ordinary person in the late stage to escape. Even a master who had reached the perfection of the refining void would be in great danger if he could not mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth!

What shocked the cultivator surnamed Mang the most was that a certain demon cultivator appeared at this moment. Did this mean that the other party was the mysterious insect cultivator behind the scenes? If so, it would be a bit scary!

However, at the critical moment, the cultivator surnamed Mang had no time to think. He could only quickly stroke his sleeves and directly cast out all the remaining defensive talismans, which turned into seven or eight barriers that overlapped and blocked the air. At the same time, he madly injected all his true energy into the ox horn magic treasure, forcing its power to the extreme, causing the originally fluctuating light curtain to quickly stabilize.

In this short moment, he had done all he could, and the rest was up to fate. As for dodging, that was just a luxury. With soul power as a guide, the arrows were like thorns in the flesh, and with so many spirit insects besieging him, there was no place to hide.

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