Chapter 8 The Companions Arrive

Chapter 8 The Companions Arrive

Seeing the ten red fireballs hitting him, Han Changming groaned inwardly, and hurried back to the ground.

"Boom!"

Several huge roars sounded, and a large piece of red flame spread on the ground.

A small soil bag swelled up on the ground, and the soil bag moved quickly, as if there was something XZ in the ground.

After the soil bag moved more than ten feet, it stopped suddenly. Han Changming got out from the ground, covered with five layers of blue water cover, and three magical weapons fell from the sky and struck on the blue water cover on his body. , smashing three blue water shields in succession.

Even so, Han Changming was still taken aback, and went back to the ground again.

"Damn it, why does this kid have so many defensive talismans! Could it be that he is a talisman maker?" The middle-aged man cursed, and sacrificed a red gourd the size of a palm, which instantly swelled and sprayed a large amount of red. The flames hit the ground.

Rumble!

Soon, a large piece of red flames spread on the ground, and the heat wave was astonishing.

A few feet deep underground, Han Changming walked forward quickly under a yellow light curtain, holding the spirit-gathering stone in his hand.

The escaping technique consumes a lot of mana. If it wasn't for a spirit gathering stone, his mana would have been exhausted long ago.

Han Changming moved tens of feet, and got out of the ground again. At this time, the three middle-aged men were about to fly out of Red Shrimp Island.

"Leave them all to me." Han Changming frowned, shouted loudly, took out the last ten Fireball Talismans, and threw them at the three middle-aged men.

With a flash of red light, ten red fireballs formed a row and hit the three evil cultivators.

After a few muffled sounds, ten red fireballs hit the yellow shield, which did not hurt the three evil cultivators, but prevented them from escaping.

"Damn it, why is this brat so stubborn." The middle-aged man cursed with a murderous look on his face.

"You robbed our Han family, and you just want to leave? How can there be such a cheap thing." Han Changming said with a cold face.

The three middle-aged men looked at each other and nodded to each other. Their faces were full of murderous looks. They understood that if they didn't kill Han Changming, they couldn't leave in peace.

They sacrificed their magic weapon again and attacked Han Changming.

Han Changming had been prepared for a long time, and drilled into the ground again.

Rumble!

There were a few deep grooves near the ground where Han Changming drilled, and the roaring sound from his ear made Han Changming jump.

"Dare to attack our Han family children, are you impatient?" A cold female voice suddenly sounded.

A white ray of light appeared in the distant sky, and behind the white ray of light, there were several ray of light of different colors.

"No, reinforcements from the Han family have arrived, run quickly." The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he pinched the magic formula, driving the flying magic weapon to fly away.

"Don't go, thief, eat me with a thunderbolt." Han Changming's voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing the word "Tian Lei Zi", the middle-aged man turned his head and saw a black ball the size of an egg flying towards them. The black ball looked exactly like the legendary Tian Lei Zi.

It is said that Tianleizi can even kill the foundation-building monks, let alone kill several Qi-refining monks.

They either sacrificed defensive instruments or defensive talismans.

As a result, their flight speed slowed down.

At this time, the black ball was less than ten feet away from them.

A glaring black light lit up, and a large black mist emerged from the black bead.

"Damn it, I fell for it." The middle-aged man cursed.

A yellow flying knife flew out of the black mist, and struck the yellow shield, leaving a white mark.

"Hey, why is it getting dark?" A man in green shirt let out a light sigh.

He looked up, and at some point above his head, a mass of white clouds with a size of more than a hundred feet appeared.

The white cloud rolled and surged, and a large white ice cone emitting a biting cold air fell from it, hitting the three evil cultivators.

"No, it's the second-level spell Freezing Rain!"

They hurriedly sacrificed magic weapons to resist, but it seemed useless. The dense white ice picks kept hitting the shields on their bodies. pierced their heads.

Realizing that something was wrong, the middle-aged man took out a gleaming golden talisman, slapped it on his body, and it turned into a golden light and flew away.

A crisp bird song sounded, and a giant blue eagle with a size of about 10 feet rushed towards him, blocking his way.

"Not good, second-level golden beaked eagle." The middle-aged man was so frightened that his soul flew out of his mind.

The giant cyan eagle flapped its wings, and a large cyan wind blade the size of a palm flew out, hitting the middle-aged man's defensive shield, deforming the shield.

Before the middle-aged man had time to catch his breath, the giant cyan eagle descended from the sky, hitting the defensive shield with a pair of huge claws.

With a "snap", the giant cyan eagle's claws tore through the middle-aged man's shield and crushed his head.

With a scream, the man lost consciousness.

Seeing Xie Xiu's death, Han Changming breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the clan uncle arrived in time, but the voice sounded familiar.

He suddenly thought of something, and quickly put away the yellow throwing knife and the gathering spirit stone.

Not long after, the Six Paths of Light fell in front of him.

Four men and two women, the leader is a young woman in a white dress in her early thirties.

"Qi Gu, why are you here? I said why the voice is so familiar, it turned out to be Qi Gu." Han Changming grinned.

The young woman in the white skirt is Han Changming's seventh aunt, Han Deling, who was in the early stage of foundation establishment.

The other five were Han Changming's clansmen, and the highest seniority was a middle-aged man with dark skin and bulging muscles, Han Changming's ninth uncle—Han Delei, who had eight levels of Qi Refining.

"I wanted to talk to your Uncle Ninth about something. I didn't expect to receive the Baili Sound Transmission Talisman from you. Fortunately, we arrived in time. If you make a mistake, we can't explain it to Uncle Eleven." Han Deling said with a wry smile.

She looked at the dead body on the ground, frowned, and asked, "Chang Ming, where is your eighteenth uncle! How is he?"

"Don't worry, Seventh Aunt, Eighteenth Uncle is fine. He has received a salary from the Hui clan." Han Changming told the truth about what happened. Of course, the part where he used the spirit-gathering stone to restore mana was naturally omitted.

"You did a good job, you were able to kill a thief. You did the right thing. The life and death of foreigners has nothing to do with us. However, you use the ground escape technique to entangle them. It seems clever, but it is actually very dangerous. What if If they have Tier 2 earth shaking talismans or heavy magic weapons, you will be in danger, don’t do this next time, the gap between the enemy and us is too big, you will only lose your life in vain, your life is the most important.” Han Deling looked stern.

"Got it, Qigu, I won't do it anymore." Han Changming honestly agreed.

Han Delei smiled generously, and praised: "You did a good job, protecting the family property, beheading an evil cultivator, and you have made a contribution."