Meng Po saw the situation very clearly. Next, Du Feng was going to play a war of attrition. She didn't believe that this kid could afford to waste more than 10,000 living dead. No matter how many protective talismans he had, how many could he have?
'Damn, he's going to exhaust me to death. ' Du Feng could also see that he was fighting a war of attrition. After his protective talismans were used up, he had no choice but to use his Quintessential Essence to support the protective shield. When that time came, his Quintessential Essence would definitely be consumed faster when he used his combat skills and support the protective shield.
"Heavenly Fire Punishment!"
When Du Feng attacked again, he slightly adjusted the angle. He made the flaming meteorites fall directly below the pterosaur. This way, during the process of falling, he could block some of the flying blades and relieve some of the pressure on the protective shield.
"Ga, ga, ga..."
The pterosaur cried out anxiously, but it didn't dare to fly down to attack. If it really dared to get close to the ground, it would be surrounded and bitten by the living dead in minutes. One had to know that those living dead had very strong jumping abilities.
"Don't worry, fly steadily!"
Of course, Du Feng wouldn't let the pterosaur fly randomly. Instead, it flew under his command. After flying in one direction for a period of time, it would suddenly change directions. Flying here and there, it was actually flying in circles in a wide area. This could prevent it from running into a dead end.
"Brat, you're quite smart. Try this!"
Meng Po originally hoped that the pterosaur would fly back with Du Feng. Because she was very clear about the terrain of the third level of the devil's cave, if they continued to fly forward, they would eventually return to the vicinity of the iron tree. However, Du Feng had already planned this and wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.
He pointed the snake-headed walking stick in his hand again, and another group of living dead fell from the iron tree. Including the 4,500 living dead that were previously responsible for blocking the pterosaur, they all pounced at Du Feng. Their movements were no longer so blind, and they gradually formed a semi-circle encirclement. No matter how the pterosaur flew, some of the sharp blades would hit it.
"Pa, pa, pa..."
Du Feng also went all out. He stuck the remaining dozen protective talismans on the pterosaur's back. Then, he took out his brush and talisman paper and started to draw a new protective talisman on the spot. Crafting talismans on the scene of a battle, he could be considered as a miraculous figure that had never been done before or since.
Under normal circumstances, Spirit Talismans had to be drawn or bought in advance. This was so that they could play a supporting role in battle, and at the same time save some True Essence. If he were to draw talismans on the spot, he might as well use his combat skills directly.
However, the situation Du Feng was in right now was so special that he needed to draw talismans on the spot to strengthen his defense. The amount of True Essence required to create a talisman was much less than the amount of True Essence he needed to maintain a True Essence Barrier. Du Feng was calculating an economic account, under the condition that it did not delay the execution of his combat skills. He drew a talisman with one hand and continued to use the Heavenly Fire Punishing World Battle Technique with the other.
Today's loss was too great. More than a hundred spiritual pets were released. Except for the Pterosaur, the rest were all dead. However, those spiritual pets didn't die in vain. At least they got rid of some enemies for their master.
'What? He can actually draw talismans on the spot? How many trump cards does this kid have?' Meng Po usually couldn't observe Du Feng. She could only interfere with him when he entered a scene related to the Underworld. Therefore, she didn't know how many trump cards Du Feng had.
Swish, swish, swish …
Du Feng moved like lightning, and in a short while, he had finished drawing a stack of protective talismans. At this speed, the remaining zombies wouldn't be able to outlast him at all.
"Heavenly Fire Punishing World! Heavenly Fire Punishing World! "
With a large number of protective talismans as his backup, Du Feng was even more unscrupulous when he used his combat skills. He didn't forget to take out a bottle of Condensing Essence Pills to replenish his True Essence. With enough True Essence replenished, the frequency of his combat skills could be higher.
"I wonder how Brother Du is doing. Did he go to the third floor?"
Xiong Pingsan was still on the second floor of the devil's den, playing guerrilla warfare with the scissor imps. After killing some of them, he would run away again to increase the distance between them. Sometimes, he would have to run away and hide for a while to recover. Fortunately, the scissor imps weren't fast, and there was no one to command them, so they didn't know how to surround and attack.
On the other hand, Du Feng didn't have it so easy. With Meng Po, the old thing, interfering, the attacking ability of the zombies was maximized.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Meng Po was really going all out. She soaked in the blood to recover her strength. As soon as she rested a little, she would immediately wave her snake-headed walking stick to make the zombies on the iron tree fall off.
Du Feng wasn't willing to be outdone. He drew protective talismans and attacked at the same time. From time to time, he would eat some pills to replenish his strength. The pterosaur would also get tired after flying for too long, so Du Feng also gave it a few pills to eat. After spending more than a month in this way, Meng Po finally got all the zombies on the iron tree down.
If all 90,000 zombies were to chase after Du Feng, he wouldn't be able to block their flying blades. Fortunately, these zombies chased after him in batches. In more than a month, more than half of them had been killed by him.
After such a long period of fighting and replenishing, Du Feng's Cultivation had advanced from the eighth stage of the Supreme Power Realm to the ninth stage. Sure enough, fighting was the best way to cultivate. In the third floor of the devil's den, he hadn't gotten any big supplements, but he had advanced to the next stage of Cultivation just by fighting.
Once the Cultivation was advanced, the power of his combat skills would naturally increase. Once the zombies were destroyed, they would become silver flowers on the iron tree. There was no way to replenish their numbers. Under such circumstances, Du Feng's fighting became easier and easier.
"No, this is impossible!"
Meng Po, who was soaking in the blood, was fuming with anger. Even the water of the River of Forgetfulness began to boil. The old lady was really angry. She had thought that she would be able to kill Du Feng this time and capture his soul to the Underworld. Then, she would teach this brat a lesson.
Unexpectedly, after more than a month of war of attrition, she still couldn't outlast Du Feng. Casting spells across worlds exhausted her. All the zombies fell from the iron tree, but in the end, they couldn't hurt Du Feng. Instead, they improved his Cultivation.
"Earth Fire Burning Sky! Heaven Fire Punishment! Yin Yang Wheel Cut! "
The number of zombies was getting smaller and smaller, and they were no longer a threat to Du Feng. He jumped off the pterosaur's back, put up a Genuine Aether Shield, and rushed in. He continuously used various combat skills. Large numbers of zombies were killed, and the magic weapons fell all over the ground.
"Beiming Blood Moon!"
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