My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

Chu Ci summoned three magical weapons in a row, including the sword he had obtained from the bald man before, and all of them flew towards the ring. Under the power of the ring, the three magical weapons shattered, and the sword, which was a top-grade magical weapon, was no exception.

However, the speed of the ring was buffered to a certain extent. Taking advantage of this brief gap, Chu Ci took out the Vajra Talisman. He himself didn't know how many of them he had, but he just stuck them on his body madly.

Boom! A puff of smoke and dust dissipated, and Situ Lang fell to the ground, staring at the scene in front of him with his eyes open in disbelief.

Chu Ci stood there. Although his face was a little pale, it was obvious that he was not seriously injured.

And the circular spiritual weapon had fallen to the ground.

"You..." Situ Lang uttered only one word and then closed his eyes. His spiritual sea was already tattered due to excessive consumption and he fainted.

Chu Ci's face also looked very ugly. The attack speed just now was too fast. Although he had pasted dozens of Vajra Talismans, at this speed, some of them did not even have time to activate themselves before being hit by the rings.

Although only about 10% of its power was left, it could not be underestimated when it hit the body. At this time, his strong physique played a crucial role. Fortunately, he had practiced several body-building exercises before, otherwise he would definitely not be able to withstand this attack.

Even so, Chu Ci suffered severe internal injuries. He glanced at the unconscious Situ Lang, then looked at the two people standing beside him in a daze, and without saying a word, he just sat down and meditated on the spot.

The remaining two monks were so frightened when they saw several huge nets in the air that they didn't know what to do and thought they had no way out.

Now seeing Chu Ci sitting down with a pale face, the tall cultivator couldn't help but think in his heart.

Is this guy injured? Do I have a chance to kill him? There are so many dead bodies here. The things in the storage ring must be worth a lot of money. Chu Ci alone should have 300,000 spirit stones.

Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes and said to another short monk:

"Junior brother, I think this guy can't move. Let's go together, kill him, and then divide everything here equally. What do you think?"

"Brother, this boy is really powerful, didn't you see him knock those people down in just a few moves, even Situ Lang was no exception.

I don't think the two of us would be able to fill their teeth, so I think we should take this opportunity to escape."

"Look, he can't even stand up. Listen to me, if we go together, we can definitely kill this guy. Look at all the magic tools and storage rings on the ground. Don't you want to take them? He has 300,000 spirit stones on him. If we kill him, they will all be ours."

After hearing what the tall monk said, the short monk was also a little moved. He looked at Chu Ci who was sitting there, gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay! Brother, I'll do as you say, but we have to agree that we two brothers have to fight together."

"Needless to say, we have been brothers for many years. You attack from the left and I attack from the right. Hit him from a distance with magic weapons. I don't believe he can escape."

The short monk nodded, and the two of them walked towards Chu Ci in tacit understanding.

The two men stood far away from Chu Ci and looked at each other. The tall cultivator nodded to his junior brother, then sacrificed a flying knife, while the short cultivator sacrificed a flying sword.

"Go to hell." With a low roar, the short monk swung his magic weapon towards Chu Ci without any hesitation.

The tall monk attacked together with the opponent at first, but the magic weapon suddenly stopped halfway through its flight.

In just this short period of time, the short monk's magic weapon hit Chu Ci.

Chu Ci suddenly opened his eyes and threw out three talismans, all of which were level two Fire Python Talismans. One was thrown at the sword in the air, and the other two were thrown at the two people respectively.

The tall monk was standing a little further away and his magic weapon was in the air, so he quickly waved it to block.

The short monk was not so lucky, as the second-level Fire Python Talisman hit him right in the chest.

"Ah...you fucking bastard..." While cursing, the short monk was hit by the Fire Python Talisman, and his chest immediately exploded.

He said the last sentence to his senior brother. He didn't expect that he would be tricked by his senior brother in the end.

When the tall monk saw that Chu Ci actually found a way to attack, he couldn't help but feel fortunate for his own cleverness. Fortunately, his junior brother was so honest.

At this moment, the tall monk had no other thoughts in his mind except escaping.

He soared into the air in a flash, without even using his magic weapon, and flew away into the distance.

Just as he stood up, a barely visible beam of light flew out from Chu Ci's body.

Chu Ci was indeed unable to move at the moment, but the talisman could still be used. What he feared most was that the two of them would escape directly. Since they came to attack him just now, he could have just taken action to kill them.

However, unexpectedly, one person still escaped. At the last moment, he shot out a tracking light spot, which was learned from the book "Untransmitted Secret Techniques". This was also the method used by the bald man and others when they tracked him.

After this attack, Chu Ci had no more strength left and he needed to recover quickly.

Fortunately, the place chosen by Situ Lang and his companions was very remote, otherwise, if another person came at this time, Chu Ci would have no power to fight back.

An hour later, Chu Ci slowly opened his eyes. He first took out a pill and swallowed it, then stood up and looked around.

Situ Lang, who was not far away, had his eyes closed and was still lying on the ground motionless. The same was true for Tang Long, Tang Hu and the others.

Chu Ci first threw out a few ice cone talismans, one for each person regardless of whether they were dead or alive, then he put all the magic tools, storage rings, storage bags and other things on the ground into his bag, and then used a few fire bomb talismans to burn the corpses.

What attracted his attention most was the ring. It was a spiritual weapon that required at least the Foundation Establishment Stage to use. Even a Qi Condensation cultivator like Situ Lang fell to the ground after using it for just a bit, which showed how much spiritual power it required.

Also, the Ruyi Bowl used by the monk named Lu does not look like an ordinary object. According to several people, it would be very difficult to escape if trapped by the Ruyi Bowl.

Chu Ci did not take a closer look at the other things, but took out a magic plate with a bright spot flashing on it.

Chu Ci stared at the bright spot and thought for a moment, then stood up and flew out.

The tall monk was hiding in his residence at this time. While escaping just now, he was thinking all the way whether he should report this matter to the elders of the sect.

Logically speaking, as members of the Luoying Sect, they should have reported all the information they knew about the murder of Situ Lang and his companions. However, they were planning to kill people for treasure. This might not be a problem for Situ Lang, but it would be a disaster for him.

So after thinking it over, he decided not to tell anyone and hide away. Once the people from other sects left, he would take advantage of the chaos to quickly escape from Luoying Sect.

Just as he was thinking about it, a voice suddenly came from outside.

"Daoyou, do you really think that everything will be fine if you hide here?"