Wei Shen frowned slightly. Although Zhang Ling's action was somewhat unexpected, he didn't take it seriously. With his experienced skills, he naturally had a way to break this kind of illusion technique. The simplest method is to attack these phantoms simultaneously, which is not difficult for him with his strength. Wei Shen suddenly waved his hands left and right, shooting out more than ten various spiritual talismans. The next moment, these talismans turned into various attacks. With a crash, they attacked the seven or eight golden phantoms that were fleeing in all directions. With his powerful divine sense, he could simultaneously control these talisman attacks. Immediately, fireballs the size of washbasins, ice cones as thick as buckets, wooden thorns and other attacks hit those phantoms in a few breaths. And he himself stood still, staring intently at these attacked phantoms with his divine sense fully open. Although the spiritual talisman attacks he released were not strong, they could also allow him to determine the location of Zhang Ling's true body. He saw that the attacked phantoms dimmed a bit, and the golden figures became blurred. "Not right." Wei Shen's expression sank as his divine sense swept over these phantoms. None of these figures were the kid's true body. His expression did not change, but he felt a little uncertain in his heart, but he was bold and skilled, coughed a few times, patted the storage bag and took out a cyan round bead magic tool, which was also a top-quality magic tool.

At this time, a yellow light suddenly flashed on the ground several feet behind him, and Zhang Ling emerged silently from the ground. He quickly threw out a black jade bead with his right hand. Then he flipped his right hand, and a cyan-black small sword about an inch long followed closely and shot towards Wei Shen. "Kid, playing tricks." Wei Shen discovered Zhang Ling just as he rushed out of the ground. His figure swayed and he turned around, staring at him with a gloomy expression. At the same time, the cyan treasure bead magic tool in front of him flickered with spiritual light, and two wind blades about ten feet long flew out. One of the wind blades flashed and shot towards the black jade bead. The other one turned in front of him and suddenly sank downwards, sticking close to the ground and slashing towards Zhang Ling's feet. Then he heard a crisp sound of something breaking. The wind blade(风刃: wind blades) that slashed towards the black round bead swayed and passed directly through it. The black bead cracked into several pieces with a click, but the broken jade pieces then emitted a thick gray-black gas. Wei Shen was commanding another wind blade(风刃: wind blades) to attack Zhang Ling when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly turned his eyes to look and saw that the gray-black color had gathered a rich Yin energy, instantly spreading to a range of five or six feet. Hiss, hiss! This kind of imposing movement naturally attracted Wei Shen's attention at once. Then he saw a huge snake phantom appear in the mist, with a pair of green triangular snake eyes locking onto him. Seeing this, Wei Shen's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a dangerous aura. Then he saw the snake shadow sway, turning into a black light and rushing straight over. In an instant, the snake shadow arrived in front of him. Wei Shen only had time to mobilize his magic power and point at the cyan treasure bead. He saw the treasure bead turn around and release a layer of cyan light shield. At the same time, he stomped his feet on the ground and moved quickly to the side. His movements were very fast, but the snake shadow hit the light shield when it was released. What he didn't expect was that the cyan shield did not block it at all, as if it was nothing. The snake shadow passed through it all at once. Then it flashed in front of his eyes and turned into a gray light, hitting him. The next moment, Wei Shen felt a darkness in front of his eyes, and a numb stinging sensation came from his head. Immediately, his face twisted and he fell to the ground. ...... Zhang Ling released the black round bead and Wei Shen's two wind blade(风刃: wind blades) attacks. It sounds like a long time, but it only happened in an instant. At the same time that Wei Shen fell, the other wind blade(风刃: wind blades) he released had just barely attacked Zhang Ling. Without anyone controlling this attack, Zhang Ling trembled a fist-sized ocher bead in his hand, forming a thick light curtain in front of him, blocking the attack.

Seeing Wei Shen fall to the ground, Zhang Ling was overjoyed, and he shouted in a low voice, pointing at the small sword that had just flown two feet away from this person. "Explode!" He saw the cyan-black small sword emit a piercing whimper, and the light on it lit up. Then countless cyan small swords transfiguration out, densely packed and unclear how many, and in a blink of an eye covered a range of five or six feet. Suddenly, Wei Shen on the ground was submerged in it. These sword shadows were not entities, but one by one light swords, constantly slash around. Bursts of rumbling sounds resounded, and the sword shadows danced wildly. Zhang Ling only glanced at it and quickly retreated behind him. When he left the spot for more than ten feet, his divine sense swept over, and the attack of the sword shadow had expanded to a range of more than ten feet. The soil and rocks under his feet turned into powder as soon as they came into contact with these light swords. Zhang Ling licked the corner of his mouth. The power of this Iron Sword Talisman was so great that it was beyond his expectations. After a full three or four breaths, the sword shadows in front of him gradually dissipated. A large pit of more than ten feet appeared in front of him, and the soil and rocks on the ground were cut off a layer. His divine sense swept over it several times, but he didn't see Wei Shen's figure. Is he dead? A look of joy appeared on Zhang Ling's face. The black round bead he released just now was the Soul Breaking Bead, and the small sword was the Iron Sword Talisman. Originally, he would be satisfied if the power of the Iron Sword Talisman could catch up with the power of the Sky Thunder Child. With the Soul Breaking Bead, a special magic tool, he could fight Wei Shen with all his strength. And the Sky Thunder Child and Golden Mirror Illusion Talisman he released before were all for bewilderment, and with this time, he used the Talisman Treasure Yellow Light Bead to perform the Earth Escape Technique to come behind this person, so that he could release these two ultimate moves in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, it really succeeded. Zhang Ling quickly pointed at the ocher round bead in his hand, and this object turned into a yellow talisman and was stuffed into his arms. Then he came to the edge of the pit and shrouded his divine sense around. He searched around. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a dark arm was taken out of the pit by him. Could it be Wei Shen's severed limbs, but then he found that this arm was unusually hard. It is definitely not a human arm. His divine sense scanned it again and again, and suddenly felt a familiar aura on it. "This is the aura of a Corpse Monster." Zhang Ling quickly looked at the position of the Corpse Bear with his divine sense, and saw that this Corpse Monster, whose strength was equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage, was still lying motionless on the ground. What's going on. Whose broken hand is this? Zhang Ling's thoughts turned a thousand times, and he couldn't help but become vigilant. The spiritual light shield appeared on his body, and at the same time his body shot backwards out. But just as he was about to move, a disheveled figure instantly came behind him. A dry hand pinched his back of neck. The spiritual power shield that had just risen on his body could not stop him at all. Zhang Ling's face changed drastically, and he quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, but he found that he could not mobilize any spiritual power. Then a muffled ice-cold sound came from behind. "You have a lot of tricks, good disciple."