Heavenly Dao Formula

"coming!"

Li let out a low growl, lowered his body, and accelerated against the rain.

The water droplets rushing towards him became heavy, coupled with the howling sea wind, Xia Fan almost couldn't open his eyes.

The twigs of the black mist fell behind Li in unison, splashing clusters of water columns three to four meters high!

After avoiding this round of blows, Li immediately slowed down and returned to his previous fast running - the evil spirit projected from high altitude obviously does not have the ability to track, and the fast and slow running speed can easily make it difficult for the devil to grasp the best attack distance.

But after casting, these charms who are not restricted by fire will become more difficult enemies.

Xia Fan saw a forest of figures standing up in the darkness.

"Jump!" he yelled.

Li responded.

At the moment the fox demon's limbs were off the ground, Xia Fan threw the copper wire pendant backward. A thick electric current shot out from his fingertips, straight into the ground where the shadow stood.

At this time, there were puddles of water everywhere on the yard.

The electric current instantly spread along the uneven stone slabs. Although most of the energy was directly directed into the ground, the overflowing electric energy was enough to dissipate the charm.

Their extremely high moving speed makes it easier to encircle the prey, but it is also easier to gather into a group and then be taken away by a streamer.

Li crossed a puddle and circled behind the clock tower.

The devil naturally doesn't care whether there are obstacles in front of the target, and the new round of long-range strikes will also cover the entire clock tower.

The wooden tower couldn't withstand such a violent attack. After being hit by the evil spirits in turn, it was broken in two from the middle, and the huge bronze bell fell into the yard along with the collapsed upper part of the building.

"It's now!" Xia Fan cheered up.

Li turned his head to pick up the bronze bell, and ran to the warehouse next to the yard.

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"Master, they are coming this way." Qianzhi wiped the rainwater from his forehead and reported with his probe.

"Then do you know what you're going to do next?" Fang Xiandao asked.

"Hmm..." Qianzhi showed a thoughtful expression.

"You won't forget!"

The little girl stretched out her hands and tightened the completely soaked talisman, "No, Qianzhi remembered, Qianzhi will use all her energy to build a big ice sculpture."

"Just remember," Fang Xiandao heaved a sigh of relief. Those two talismans were used to strengthen the memory of the living dead. They seemed to be pasted on the inside of the hat, but they were actually inserted into the head. Although the Fang family had the foresight to choose silk cloth that is resistant to moisture and dirt to make the talismans, but the rain is so heavy that it will still have a certain impact on the living dead. "Wait..." But it didn't take long for him to relax before he realized something was wrong, "Is this what Xia Fan told you?"

Build an ice sculpture - this is too unbelievable!

Does that have anything to do with exorcism?

"Master, can't you guess what he's going to do?" Qianzhi asked.

"How could it be!" Fang Xiandao quickly changed his words, "I'm just afraid that you may have missed something."

"Oh." The little girl continued to look towards the yard.

He rubbed his slightly swollen forehead. Apart from Qianzhi, Xia Fan also asked him to do a favor, which was to ensure that the salt in the warehouse was mixed into the surrounding water. According to the other party, this storage yard was mainly built for the inland river wharf. As a bulk commodity in Yancheng, a lot of salt waiting to be transported to the ship was stored in the warehouse next to the storage yard. In addition to creating illusions, Kanshu also has the effect of diverting water, and Fang Xiandao is a member of Kan, so it shouldn't be difficult to do this.

But the fact is that he had achieved the effect Xia Fan wanted without even using alchemy—as early as in the first wave of attacks after An Youlang turned into a demon, he smashed the houses beside the yard to pieces , where this warehouse is also included. A large amount of rainwater poured into the house along the collapsed roof, washing away the piles of salt piled up in sevens and eights.

It's just that Fang Xiandao still didn't understand why Xia Fan wanted the salt water.

Even he can't figure it out, let alone Qianzhi?

But no matter what, Xia Fan is not far away from them, no matter what the other party is thinking, he will know the answer immediately!

"Qianzhi, do it!"

After more than ten feet away, Xia Fan yelled loudly.

In the heavy rain, his voice was almost hard to hear, but when Li roared and repeated this sentence, the little girl immediately took action.

She didn't know why the other party made such a weird request for the shape of the ice sculpture, and she didn't want to delve into it - Qianzhi only knew two things: one was that doing so would help the young master; the other was that she was good at it.

"Super icing—————————"

As she tilted the Qi out of her body, a double-track bridge made of ice rose from the ground and stretched towards the sky!

Apart from the shape, Xia Fan only raised three requirements.

The smoother the better!

The stronger the better!

And - the longer the better!

By the time Li arrived at the warehouse, the "ice sculpture" had already grown nearly ten feet, and the ice crystals that were constantly condensing behind it were still pushing it to a higher position.

Viewed from a distance, it looks like a crescent crescent rising from the ground, with pillars standing below it, and its raised end is pointing at the demon in mid-air!

Step, step, step!

Li didn't slow down at all, turned a small turn and leaped over the heads of the two of them, and sent the bronze bell to the starting point of the ice bridge precisely with his teeth.

After Xia Fan jumped off, she continued to run towards the other side of the yard, focusing Mo's attention on herself.

"Qianzhi's Qi... is almost exhausted." The little girl's voice became weak.

"Thanks for your hard work, this is enough." Xia Fan put his hand on one end of the ice track, "Come and complete the last step you are good at—"

Qianzhi stretched out his hand towards Zhong, "It's... ice!"

A column of icicles burst out of the ground and hit the end of the clock. With a crisp buzzing, the bronze bell that had gained initial velocity immediately slid forward along the track—this was also the last piece of the puzzle of the entire blocking plan. Almost at the same time, Xia Fan activated the shock technique.

It is also the best technique, and it also uses all its strength.

But he always felt that something was missing.

That's right - this technique lacks a unique name.

After many improvements and implementations, it has become a brand new technique, which was created by Xia Fan with his own understanding and perception, and it should be engraved with his personal mark.

"The Shock Technique Returns to Chen-Caliber is Justice!"

The surging Qi responded to his thoughts.

In an instant, a steady and surging current passed through the copper bell along the ice track, pushing it out like an invisible giant hand!

The high temperature brought by the current made the wall of the clock red and bright, like a new star rising from the ground!

This huge heat also vaporized the ice track extremely quickly, but a large amount of steam blocked the further diffusion of heat, and instead made the track stand upright in a short time.

Although solid ice cannot resist the high temperature, the speed of the warhead is always one step faster than melting - there is no doubt that this ice track is a one-time creation, and in Xia Fan's plan, it only needs to take effect once!

The rough bell body, heavy weight, and irregular shape doomed it to be difficult to be accelerated to more than several times the speed of sound like a special projectile, and even Xia Fan could capture its upward trajectory with the naked eye. But the target it has to face is not some impregnable city wall.

During the turmoil of the shock technique, the copper bell took several seconds to climb the entire section of the ice track from slow to fast, dragging balls of churning steam, splitting the dense rain curtain, and plunged into the demon's body.