Because of this, the ten-colored sword light was slightly blocked for a moment, and he finally had the opportunity to throw a silver shield again and block it in front of him.

There was another earth-shattering roar, and the ten-colored sword light collided with the shield, and with two slight clicks, the shield shattered into four petals and fell from mid-air.

And the ten-colored sword light also shattered at the same time, seeing this scene, Wei Qing sighed lightly and secretly said pity.

However, the next moment, the black light in his eyebrows flashed, and the terrifying evil aura suddenly swept away, sweeping all the surrounding laws of heaven and earth, forming a vacuum, and under this terrifying aura, the surrounding space was obviously stagnant.

This is Wei Qing's last killer weapon - the soul deterrent nail needle.

At this time, the spiritual power in his body has only recovered sporadically, and many methods cannot be used at all, and the Soul Fear Nail Needle does not rely on spiritual power to drive, but divine consciousness, which is the most suitable for the current situation.

Wei Qing felt that his divine consciousness was frantically sucked into the Soul Fear Nail Needle, and there were bursts of tearing pain in the sea of consciousness.

The majestic murderous aura around him squeezed in, making Qian Fanlang's whole body stiffen, and his whole mind was almost taken away, and his ears were full of terrible whistling sounds.

The trembling that came from the depths of his soul made him feel shocked in his heart, and even his thoughts had a slight sense of stagnation at this moment.

"Stop. Qian Fanlang spoke, but he found that his voice was extremely hoarse, like a traveler in the desert who had been short of water for a long time.

Wei Qing was willing to give up at this time, frantically urging the Soul Deterrent Nail Needle, and the surrounding space, under the impact of the Soul Deterrent Nail Needle's violent aura, appeared in circles of shock ripples, spreading rapidly outward.

Countless explosions sounded again, and nearly a hundred meteorites exploded one after another after being swept away by this breath.

Wei Qing's cultivation at this time had reached the late stage of refining, and his divine sense was already countless times stronger than when he was in Shenzhou.

The two rounds of scorching sun seemed to feel the crisis of Qianfan Wave at this time, and they collided wildly, trapping them in the sword array, and the sword array made a slight clicking sound, but it was still stubbornly blocking.

At this time, the resilience of the Star Sword Formation was revealed.

"Stop......" Qian Fanlang let out a terrible roar, but he couldn't move. He wanted to get the Yuan Shen to escape from his body, but it was equally difficult to do so.

Because it was his primordial spirit that was locked by the Soul Fear Nail Needle, even if his body exploded, his primordial spirit would not be able to escape.

Wei Qing's eyes were cold, and there was a tearing sensation in his consciousness, which made his whole person almost faint.

He didn't expect that after the Soul Fearing Nail Needle was activated by his full strength, it actually had such a terrifying momentum, even if it was a cultivator of the Great Perfection of Refining Void, he was completely imprisoned, without a trace of resistance.

"I ...... I know a lot of secrets, you let me go......" Qianfanlang opened his mouth with difficulty, and his voice was intermittent.

If he wants to speak at this time, he must burn Shouyuan to do so.

How could Wei Qing believe that he had any secrets? Even if he was, he wouldn't stop now.

Finally, the Soul Nail Needle was completely stimulated, turning into a black ray that directly crossed the distance between the two and shot towards the eyebrows of Qianfan Lang.

This time, the latter had no means of resistance, and could only watch as the black light submerged from his eyebrows and nailed to his soul.

"Ah!" a terrible scream shouted from Qian Fanlang's mouth, and his face showed an expression of great remorse.

What he regretted was not that he was looking for trouble with Wei Qing, but that he underestimated his opponent and didn't go all out as soon as he came up.

With a bang, the spirit of Qianfan Lang exploded directly, turning into a black smoke that came out of the top of his head and dissipated in the starry sky.

His body slowly fell, drifting in one direction along with the surrounding meteorite debris.

Wei Qingqiang endured the feeling of weakness in his divine sense, stretched out his hand and shook it in the air, and the two flames that were not controlled by Qianfanlang slowly calmed down under the restraint of the Xingchen Sword Array, and condensed two flames in mid-air.

It is the Extreme Yang True Fire and the Demon Crossing True Fire.

Putting away the two flames and the Star Sword Array, Wei Qing came to Qian Fanlang's corpse, put away the other party's storage ring, raised his hand to shoot out a ball of flames, and burned the corpse to ashes, then chose a direction and left quickly.

After flying away for ten days in a row, Wei Qing landed on a floating meteorite, slowly sank into the center of the meteorite, and laid a hidden immortal array around it, and then began to heal.

Half a year later, Wei Qing finally recovered from the injuries he had received before, and his body cultivation improved by a small percentage again.

With a punch, even a slightly larger meteorite will be directly exploded.

Coming out of the hidden meteorite, Wei Qing sat cross-legged and began to check the storage ring of Qianfanlang.

Although there is a good prohibition on it, but under Wei Qing's reincarnation dissociation technique, it was broken in just a moment, and his divine sense was swept into it, Wei Qing's expression was stunned, and his face showed ecstasy, and he couldn't wait to grab something from the ring.

This is a small tripod, almost the same as the four small tripods he has, and there is a pale gold character engraved on the wall of the tripod - Kan.

"It's actually Kanding, no wonder he recognized Shenzhou Ding at a glance, it turned out that it was because he also had one, but he couldn't refine and use it. Wei Qing thought so.

Almost at the same time, an illusory book floated out of his head, and there was a rustling sound of turning pages.

He threw the canon in his hand, and then shot a ray of light from the book, swept it away, and disappeared into one of the pages.

With the help of the Book of Nine Dings, in just a moment's effort, Kan Ding was completely refined by him, and he also entered it as soon as possible.

The scene inside is no different from other Shenzhou Ding, except for a misty space, there is a strong purple qi of luck.

It seems that every Shenzhou Dingzhong has a purple qi of luck.

This is also where Wei Qing is puzzled.

Therefore, after Qianding, he did not waste these luck again, and there was a faint feeling in his heart that the luck here should have other important uses.

Putting away the Book of Jiuding, Wei Qing checked the storage ring of Qianfanlang again.

His divine sense searched carefully in the ring over and over again, and the look of shock on his face became stronger and stronger.

He didn't expect that there were so many things in the Thousand Sail Wave Ring, not only a large number of cherished spirit grasses, but also countless refining materials and other precious materials. So many that they formed several hills.

Even there were a lot of ninth-level Dao fruits, and Wei Qing was dazzled by it.

Wei Qing also had a lot of good things, and he was also stunned by this scene.

But think about it, it is not surprising that Qianfanlang has been able to accumulate so much wealth by not knowing how many monks' storage rings have been looted over the past thousands of years.

Sorting these materials into categories, he put them all into a separate space in the Void Heavenly Oracle Leaf.

(End of chapter)