"Drink."

Facing several magic weapons that came at a gallop, Li Zhiqiu showed a confident expression on his face, and his hand touched the Kyushu Ding in front of him.

Different from the previous reaction, there was no change in the Kyushu Ding at this time, the only difference was the golden mini dragon that kept swimming above the Kyushu Ding.

With the replenishment of divine power, the golden mini dragon, which was originally a little sluggish, suddenly widened its dragon eyes, and its body faintly skyrocketed, and the rest of the illusory parts began to show their outlines.

"Aang."

A loud dragon roar came from the mouth of the golden mini dragon, causing the surrounding monks to exclaim in amazement, and at the same time, Kyushu Ding actually spun and soared into the air, taking the initiative to meet the eight magic weapons.

At this time, on the body of Kyushu Dingding, there was a trace of golden light, which made the image of Kyushu more mysterious.

As if blowing an invisible whirlwind, the constantly rotating Kyushu Ding completely disrupted the offensive of the eight magic weapons, setting them in a space of several zhang in a radius of several zhang, and a faint golden light enveloped all the magic weapons.

As the golden light gradually blessed several magic weapons, the golden dragon swam more and more happily, and it actually wanted to refine the eight magic weapons and absorb the spirituality in them.

Such a scene made Li Zhiqiu a little surprised.

Kyushu Ding is the emperor to unify Kyushu, when the king is in the human world, collect the copper of Kyushu to make it, and after making it shocking all foreign races, creating an unprecedented era of unification, countless luck added, but also created the supreme power of Kyushu Ding. At that time, the Yellow Emperor had been cursed by Chiyou and turned into an immortal zombie, but he could still control Kyushu Ding. Invincible in Kyushu.

Arguably. Kyushu Ding is the Yellow Emperor to make up for his lack of divine power. A specially refined treasure. And divine power is undoubtedly the best way to urge Kyushu Ding.

"Duh."

Unexpectedly, his magic weapon was restrained by the other party, and several Jindan period monks had surprise in their eyes, as well as a strong look of greed.

If this son is not removed, he will be their great enemy in life. Once Li Zhiqiu's strength increases, they still don't know if their lives can be saved, let alone seize the treasure.

Almost the same reaction, the eight Jindan stage scattered cultivators overdrew the spiritual power of the magic weapon at the same time. In vain attempt to break free from the control of Kyushu Ding. After getting the artifact in the other party's hand, these shoddy magic weapons of theirs can be completely thrown away.

"Ding."

Sensing that the power of breaking free from the magic treasure increased, Li Zhiqiu flicked his finger on the body of the Kyushu Dingding, and the Kyushu Ding let out a pleasant chime, and the Kyushu territory on the body of the Ding emitted a golden light at the same time, and a trace of invisible power came out of the Ding's body, affecting the eight magic weapons, and suppressing their restlessness at once.

Possessed by divine power, Kyushu Ding exerted one or two percent of its power, but it was enough to contain the magic weapon of the Jindan period monks. What's more, these magic weapons of the Jindan period of scattered cultivation are not good goods.

Such an understatement imprisoned the magic weapon of the eight Jindan period monks. It is also possible to absorb its spirituality like a magic weapon against a monk in the Yudan period, and the scattered cultivators who are watching around can't help but widen their eyes.

This is also too exaggerated.

Even if the artifact has a spirit, Li Zhiqiu is just a monk in the Dan period, how can he exert the true power of the artifact, but at this time, he suppressed the magic weapon of the monk in the Jindan period to the point that he has no power to resist. If this is just a trace of the power of the artifact, then this artifact is too terrifying, and it is estimated that the immortal weapons of the two realms are nothing more than that.

What surprised and frightened the cultivators even more was the sudden change that happened next.

"Poof."

Feeling that his connection with the magic weapon was gradually weakening, Ziyang Dao was ruthless in his heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he pinched the sword mark in his hand, introducing the blood qi that permeated his eyes into the palm of his hand, and a trace of connection rose between him and the purple sword, and he wanted to forcibly drive the natal magic weapon.

Under the blessing of the Ziyang Dao people, the purple sword body that was originally bound by the Kyushu Ding suddenly appeared a trace of blood, and it struggled violently again, to an even greater extent than before.

The method of blood sacrifice, with the efforts of the monks, attracts the full potential of the magic weapon, and exerts twice or even several times the power. The price is the life of the monk, as well as the extreme wear and tear of the magic weapon, and even damage, which cannot be used under ordinary circumstances.

"Old sheep, you ......"

The rest of the Jindan Stage Cultivators couldn't help but be a little shocked when they saw the most powerful Ziyang Daoist forcibly urging the secret method. In their opinion, dealing with Li Zhiqiu can completely exhaust the other party's spiritual power in a mutually depleting way, after all, they are in the Jindan stage, and the other party is just a kid in the Dan stage, so there is no need to be so eager at all, and they also used a secret method that no monk would easily use.

You must know that after using the blood sacrifice method, the life span of the monk will be sharply reduced by at least ten years, and the natal magic weapon will be extremely depleted, and it may even be directly reimbursed. For these foundationless casual cultivators, this is likely to mean that there is no magic weapon in this life, if they can't get the artifact in the other party's hands, their cultivation in this life will no longer be able to make progress, or even their lives are in danger, and the scattered cultivation without the natal magic weapon is the fat in the eyes of those evil cultivators.

Moreover, even if they killed Li Zhiqiu with the method of blood sacrifice, at that time, they were no longer able to deal with the competition of the rest of the monks, and they were completely making wedding clothes for others, which can be said to be a taboo for casual cultivation.

In short, even if Li Zhiqiu had something to do with the Heavenly Master Dao, he was not worthy of them.

"Poof."

There are Ziyang Dao people in front, and the gilded Dao people are also not showing weakness, blood is spurting out of his mouth, and the seal in his hand is constantly changing, and after gathering blood and qi, he forcibly urges his natal golden cone.

If the practice of the Ziyang Daoist made the rest of the Jindan Stage Scattered Cultivators stunned, then the Gilt Dao People's approach made people completely stunned, and then an inexplicable fear rose in the hearts of several Jindan Stage Scattered Cultivators. As a monk at the same stage, several Jindan stage cultivators were well aware of the nature of gilded Dao people who cherished their lives like gold, and this guy used the blood sacrifice method so decisively, and they quickly realized the change in things after being in the immortal cultivation world for hundreds of years.

It's bad, it's bad.

At this time, Li Zhiqiu's palm had once again touched the Kyushu Ding. Originally, a Ziyang Daoist used the method of blood sacrifice, and he could still have the spare strength to trap a few magic weapons, but the gilded Daoist who followed also used the method of blood sacrifice, and the power of the two magic weapons was a big victory, which made Li Zhiqiu have a lot of effort, and he had to convey divine power to make up for the loss of Kyushu Ding.

While the divine power in his body was constantly depleting, Li Zhiqiu couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the scene where the Yellow Emperor had seen the Yellow Emperor holding the Kyushu Ding in his hand, the immortals avoided it, and all the clans bowed their heads, and the Kyushu Dingcai at that time was really a unique artifact between heaven and earth. It's a pity that the current Kyushu Ding is just a fusion of two-ninths of the defective product, and the power of the first and second layers is also the power of incomplete artifacts, which cannot be said at all.

Fortunately, the morning sun sprinkled on his body, and a trace of warm breath flowed into his body, which was absorbed by the divine soul crystal, and then nourished his dantian.

The power of the sun is also a way to replenish divine power.

"Fight."

The other six cultivators glanced at each other, and they all saw the solemnity in their eyes, and they all used the blood sacrifice method to fill the morning sky with a trace of blood.

Such a scene also caused an uproar in the surrounding scattered cultivators. (To be continued......)