Qin Yuan slashed off the body and soul of the Great Elder of the Ghost Hand and completely annihilated him in this world. His right hand grasped at what seemed to be random on his head, and the black clay pot was grasped in his hand.

"It's a good thing!" Qin Yuan muttered to himself.

As soon as the jar fell into his hand, it was like a boulder falling into his hand, which was very heavy, nearly 10,000 catties.

Its true weight is actually not that heavy, although it is taken from the skull of the ancient divine beast Pixiu, and a large amount of divine essence in it is compressed and refined, but a small palm-sized object will not be so heavy.

This jar is the magic weapon of the Great Elder of the Ghost Hand, soaked in painstaking efforts, it can be said that the heart and mind are connected, Qin Yuan killed the ghost hand, and the spirits were destroyed, and this jar repelled it, so it felt like it weighed 10,000 catties.

However, this does not prevent this jar from being a good thing, only an artifact can produce a machine spirit, and this jar is only a step or two away from an artifact.

"Let's go up and kill him!"

The Great Elder of the Ghost Hand died in front of them, and the rest of the Yin Mountain Sect Elders were desolate and equally terrified.

Qin Yuan alone was crisscrossing among the hundreds, like a wolf and a tiger, killing and injuring dozens of people, and he was even safe and sound under the joint siege of several Great Elders, and he also killed the Great Elder of the Ghost Hand, which made them all cold.

If he can't besiege this place today, God knows how far he'll grow when he grows a little longer.

"Whoosh!"

The black old wooden palm of the Great Elder of Ghost Ginseng flew out with a flickering black light, and the staff more than a meter long suddenly swelled in the air, and the root edge of the coiled Qiu seemed to come to life, and in an instant, it turned into a big black hand with flowing blood light.

The big hands and feet are the size of half an acre of heaven and earth, casting a huge black shadow, coiled "fingers" like five giant pythons, and countless thigh-arm thick vines have been born on the "giant python". These vines seemed to be steel cables, and together with the five "giant pythons", they strangled towards Qin Yuan.

"Whew!"

Qin Yuan danced the halberd, and used the strength of the Nine Halberd Method to run the tricks of the Zhenwu Halberd, and Fang Tian's halberd seemed to have turned into a pair of helicopter propellers, with thousands of stick shadows, pieces of knife light, and oolong spitting the sun.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

……

Under the continuous muffled sound, the vines and the "giant python" broke one after another, pouring like rain.

"Open!"

The halberd swept away a clearing, Qin Yuan rode the wind up, even chopping and chopping, jumping out from between his fingers, raising Fang Tian's halberd high, splitting Huashan with force, slashing it violently, "bang", the halberd blade wedged into the dry hand treasure, and the crack at the blade stretched away, almost splitting it in half.

"Little cub!"

The Great Elder of Ghost Ginseng exclaimed in surprise, and his heart ached sharply.

This magic weapon is that when he first came to the secret realm here, he encountered a thousand-year-old peony flower demon, and after killing it, he refined it with the remains of its roots, supplemented by countless treasure medicines to warm it for decades, which formed this dry magic weapon with a thick pulp and smooth as jade.

It can be said that this is the result of his decades of hard work.

"Old Wang Ba!"

Qin Yuan is not a saint, he doesn't have the noble character of suffering losses and forbearance, his parents laughed and scolded "little cub", he might be able to have fun, but he didn't want to suffer the scolding of this enemy of life and death.

After an angry shout, Qin Yuan's figure was like an arrow, and in a flash, he had already come to the Great Elder of Ghost Ginseng, and Ghost Ginseng was terrified, and he didn't care about how much his magic weapon had been damaged, and retreated desperately.

How powerful was that Heavenly Killing Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Qin Yuan's hands, his brother Ghost Hand Great Elder had already made a bloody path for them, he didn't want to defy the law anymore and destroy his body and soul.

He fled with his life, and the halberd blade narrowly crossed a few centimeters below his neck, and the strong wind hit his face, which made his face hurt and he could not breathe.

"Kill this little bastard......"

Oni Ginseng retrieved a life, his face distorted, his eyes burst with a poisonous light, and he screamed angrily.

"Ghost ginseng, behind you!"

The rest of the people also cried out in fear.

Ghost Ginseng saw that the halberd blade that swept under his neck folded back, and at the same time, a strong wind swept behind him, and he was about to look back, but there was a loud "bang", and several things like fire snakes burrowed into his body from his back, and then coughed up blood.

Qin Yuan's Fang Tian painting halberd made him frightened and fled in embarrassment, but he didn't notice that the Thunder Monument detour blocked his back road.

"Poof!"

Qin Yuan swung the halberd, cut it in half with a halberd, manipulated the Thunder Monument, and destroyed his divine soul.

"Kill!"

"Kill this bastard!"

……

The rest of the people were stunned and shouted angrily.

In just a few minutes, Qin Yuan, the prey surrounded by them, rushed left and right, and under the siege, he killed two of their generals, which made them angry and chilling at the same time.

If they are not killed here, the fate of the ghost participating in the ghost hand will be a lesson for them.

No one in the Yinshan Sect dared to be complacent anymore, and no one dared to regard Qin Yuan as a turtle in an urn, he was a fierce beast, a cunning beast with fox eyes!

"A Thousand Illusions!"

The only female elder in the field scolded sharply, her slender hands pierced flowers and butterflies, forming a complex law seal, and a slender silver chain coiled dragon and snake in front of her, flickering east and west, up and down, shifting and changing, as if piercing through space.

Qin Yuan stood with a halberd, and it was difficult to capture the traces of the silver chain in a short period of time.

"Heartstone!"

It was the roar of another Great Elder of the Yin Mountain Sect.

A huge chicken heart shape, the black color of the stone suddenly changed, as big as a millstone, turned and marched, with the posture of Mount Tai pressing the top, towards Qin Yuan's head.

It's called hitting the heart, and it's really overwhelming!

At the same time, several other Great Elders of the Yinshan Sect also urged their magic weapons, or a dozen matte long needles, or a blood-red blade, and even a magic weapon that was refined with a skull, the skeleton's eyes flashed with a ghostly light, the mouth "clicked" closed, and the teeth polished like knives loomed, which was really terrifying.

For a time, Qin Yuan was surrounded by all kinds of magic weapons.

If he fought alone, he was not afraid of any of these people, but they attacked together, blocking the front and back, so that he could dodge and fight back, and he had no way to start.

"Mr. Qin, be careful!"

Ren He stood on top of the blue waves, extremely anxious, Qin Yuan fell into a heavy siege, and if he was a little wrong, he would hate on the spot. And the consequence of Qin Yuan's death is that none of them, the two fish that slipped through the net, can escape!

The battle in front of him was too fierce, and the cultivation of anyone in the field far surpassed him, and he wanted to help him, but he was powerless, so he could only shout in vain.

Shi Nianyao closed her eyes, not daring to imagine what kind of flesh and blood would be flying in the next scene.

"Woo-la!

The three Haisha brothers were wide-eyed, dancing, and howling wildly.

In their opinion, what followed was the glorious moment when the divine envoy used the means of the gods to exert his power, fight the heroes, and return victorious, but they didn't know that Qin Yuan was in a huge crisis at this time.

Qin Yuan was very nervous at this moment, and the hands holding Fang Tian's painting halberd burst out.

But while he was nervous, he maintained extreme calm.

The words of the drunkard dead old man are deeply rooted in his heart: no matter how strong the foreign enemy is, there are flaws to follow, and if he is in chaos, he will send his neck out.

Looking at the silver chain that was rushing through, staring at the more than a dozen magic needles that were refining the poison, feeling the strong wind whistling down his head, and the sound of the bones and joints opening and closing in his ears couldn't help but penetrate, Qin Yuan's spirit was tense to the extreme, but his face was as calm as a deep pool of cold water.

In an instant, Qin Yuan's mind swept through seven or eight countermeasures, either exploding back and dodging, or cutting off the boulder on his head with a halberd, or blocking with many magic weapons and shields in the mustard seed bag, supplemented by true martial arts talent and hard resistance, etc., but none of them could be guaranteed.

In this case, there is no room for a spread pool.

Suddenly, a lightning-like light flashed through his mind, and a majestic and burly old man stood on a silver round platform, his halberd dancing, like wind and lightning, and pieces of brilliance, covering the water around him, and the wind and rain could not enter.

The third form of the Nine Halberd Method.

The inspiration for the creation of this halberd method comes from a huge pine tree in the mountains, the pine needles are dense, layered, the trunk is vigorous, tough as steel, under the storm, swaying violently, after the rainstorm, but not moving, the body of the needles and soil skin are also dry as before.

Qin Yuan closed his eyes.

"Giggles!"

The female Grand Elder had already smiled triumphantly.

The others were also relieved.

This kid can be called a genius, it is very rare to have such cultivation at a young age, but no matter how talented he is, he will not be able to survive from the situation of these eight enemies.

"A dead genius can't be called a genius, that's just a fool!"

The Great Elder of Yin Mountain, who controlled the bones, thought proudly in his heart, in his opinion, a true genius would never put himself in such danger, and he could only say that this little cub still had a string in his head.

Silver chains, magic needles, long knives, bones, and other magic weapons were rapidly approaching Qin Yuan, but Qin Yuan was keeping his eyes closed and motionless, as if he had accepted his fate.

But in the next moment, a large bright flash of light jumped into the pupils of the people of the Yinshan Sect, stinging their nerves like sharp blades.

Qin Yuan's arm was raised, Fang Tian's halberd swung rapidly, and the sharp halberd blade slashed out in the air. The horse is as if it is spiritual, mellow and harmonious, like the wind in the air, and like the water in the river, walking smoothly and without stagnation in this space.

From a distance, it looked like a snow-white ball, covering Qin Yuan's body tightly.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

……

A series of explosions exploded.

The silver chain was broken into three or five pieces, the blood-red long knife was broken in half, the bones and skulls of the "click" gritted teeth were shattered into slag, the flying needles collapsed inch by inch, and the heart was petrified into gravel......

The magic weapon was damaged, and several great elders of the Yinshan Sect all turned pale, and blood spurted out one after another.

"No, that's not true!"

The female elder of the Yinshan Sect endured her headache and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. Why is the little guy who was still a turtle in the urn just now so powerful and domineering in a blink of an eye?

His strength has increased by a whole level!

"Let's go!"

Although the other sturdy Yinshan elder was extremely unwilling, he didn't dare to stay any longer, shouted loudly, ignored everyone, turned around and fled in embarrassment.

"Kill!"

Qin Yuan held the halberd and chased after him.

ps: It's been broken for so long, and it's finally updated today. I'm sorry and I bow and apologize. There are many reasons, mainly their own problems. The book is coming to an end, and it will be done next month, as far as possible. Sorry again. I also thank all friends for their continued support, Lao Dai has made everyone worry again.