Chapter 1389 (2/2)
This talisman is originally a kind of trapped word technique, which can trap many things at the same time, but its power is very small. But at this time, in the hands of the shirt in the heart, the useless talisman of singing directly turned the decadent into the magic.
The talisman scattered, and then there were countless black ink.
Jiang Hao's dark clouds began to rain. Every drop of rain water was very heavy. It hit the trees and broke a lot of branches and leaves. These branches and leaves fell to the ground and turned into broken talismans.
But the black ink began to enlarge, piece by piece of growth, soon it was a clump of weeds, and then all the raindrops were stopped, a grass stopped a raindrop, layer by layer, layer by layer.
Jiang Hao was stunned. He didn't expect that the ”grass” character could be used in this way. This seems to be a joke between two people, but if it can be formed here, it can be used in actual combat.
Seeing Jiang Hao's dark clouds surrounded by grass.
Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows and wrote down a word of fire.
On the one hand, it is caused by his own blood, on the other hand, it is also because of his own experience. Jiang Hao is very close to fire, and this talisman has unconsciously become the best, the most powerful and the most changeable talisman he has exerted. It can also be seen that Jiang Hao is serious.
At this time, a lot of people around were watching the battle of talisman. This kind of talisman fighting method is very rare in the whole cultivation world. In other people's eyes, it may be thought that this is just a trick, but for those who really understand the magic of talisman, this is undoubtedly not the best opportunity to learn.
There were more and more people, but no one made a voice. They all tried to restrain themselves and could not affect the two people in the field.
At this time, Shan Yuxin was already serious, and he was also a master of talisman. Jiang Hao could see the horror of his talisman, and he could also see that Jiang Hao's talisman attainments were also not low, quite a match for the match.
The fire rose everywhere, like a mural of flame on the ground, but it was winding rapidly. However, the grass was burning fast, and the lush grass was less and less. The dark clouds gradually got rid of the shackles of weeds and began to perk up again.
Although his first book was about to be burned, he did not worry, just watched the fire burn his weeds.
Then he wrote down a word
Feng.
The wind blows, the clouds blow away, the flame is blown out.
The weeds are growing again.
Jiang Hao is about to lose everything.
Jiang Hao stretched out his fingers, his joints facing the ground, and gently knocked on the ground.The flame, which had been scattered by the wind, began to condense again.
”Do you know the wildfire will not burn out?” Jiang Hao said with a smile.