Hearing this, the people who were a little shaken also strengthened their confidence, and the fool also knew that it was enough to deal with Fang Wenqing, who only had a late stage of Jin Dan, and three Jin Dan peaks and five Jin Dan late stage cultivators. If you can't kill it again, isn't it the legendary rice bucket? Several of the Jindan late-stage monks even thought that they were just acting here, at most one or two moves would be enough, and the things on Fang Wenqing's body were simply white.

Fang Wenqing knew that if he wanted these people to let go of their greed, it would be absolutely impossible, without waiting for the magic weapon of the eight people to attack, his thought knife had already been slashed out, followed by dense thought needles, and several stacks of fireworks talismans were thrown out, and suddenly, the sky was even more smoky, and he could distinguish people by the night before, but now there is no other way except to spread his thoughts.

The eight of them were all trying their best to deal with the attack of the Mind Needle, tightly protecting their own sea of knowledge, and at the same time, under the operation of the True Qi, their respective magic weapons smashed towards Fang Wenqing, Fang Wenqing's Liuyun Sword and Knife immediately rotated in the air, resisting the attack of the eight magic weapons, and there were bursts of sound in the air.

The faces of several monks in the late stage of Jindan were already pale, and several magic weapons were also crumbling, Fang Wenqing was overjoyed when he saw such a situation, and the opportunity had come. The knife struck out quickly, carrying two human heads and flying up, only to see two pillars of blood appear in the smoke, spraying gurgling blood into the sky.

The smoke dissipated, and after a round, Fang Wenqing was hit in the left arm by Qiu Changtian's folding fan, and the other party was now six people, and two Jindan late-stage monks died.

"Cunning enough, thief." The eagle-eyed old man said angrily, he has a light talisman, just now Fang Wenqing's mind needle was too powerful, desperately trying his best to resist, who was stupid enough to let Zhihai get injured to sacrifice the light talisman? Each of the eight wanted one of them to do it, but they wouldn't do it themselves. Human nature is like this, who can blame it?

Fang Wenqing looked at this eagle-eyed old man, the peak cultivation of Jindan, a mace was pestled on the ground, and at a glance, he knew that the injury on his back was injured by this person.

At this time, dozens of talismans were stimulated, and bright light shone down, as bright as a big street lamp. Fang Wenqing looked at these streetlights, and suddenly lost the confidence he had just now. I didn't expect it, you have a fireworks charm, and people also have a light charm.

"Little thief, use any other tricks." Qiu Changtian said lightly.

Fang Wenqing thought to himself, if he fought hard at this time, he would definitely die, and his reliance was his thoughts, but through the trial just now, the combined mental power of the other party was not much weaker than his own. If it is one-on-one, his mental power is absolutely invincible, but if he is one-on-six, he is obviously weaker.

Fang Wenqing was about to speak, dozens of Shu Dan nets flew towards him, he was shocked, round after round of thought knives flew up, slashing towards Shu Dan nets, before he could split down, there were dozens of Shu Dan nets again, Fang Wenqing could only fly out of the Mind Needle and break these Shu Dan nets one by one. He said secretly, saying that I use a yin trick, aren't the six of you a yin trick? Isn't this deliberately draining my mind?

Almost at the same time, the six magic weapons rushed in, the Liuyun Sword and the Knife resisted desperately, compared to their own mental power, the true qi was far from enough, and even one of them could not be compared to the peak of the Jindan. Just now, he dragged everyone with his mind knife and mind needle, and he was lucky enough to kill two Jin Dan late stage, but now it is the opposite, the other party's six people used Shu Dan net to entangle their mind knife and mind needle, and attacked themselves with true qi.

Obviously, in less than three moves, Fang Wenqing was hit in the abdomen by a sword, blood spurted out wildly, he didn't care about healing, desperately resisted, a folding fan, a mace, and four long swords, forcing the Liuyun Sword and the knife to fight.

Fang Wenqing was secretly anxious in his heart, he still miscalculated, after being entangled in six magic weapons, it was impossible to get out for the time being. In a hurry, he shot a few magic decisions in his hands, and the air was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and soon one after another thunder sword arcs were killed towards the six people under Fang Wenqing's thoughts.

The six people who were beaming with smugness were shocked when they saw the thunder sword arc the size of chopsticks, and they didn't expect Fang Wenqing to attack with thunder.

The six of them sacrificed their defensive magic weapons one after another to block the Thunder Arc Sword, which also diverted the true qi of a lot of the six people, and the pressure on the Liuyun Sword and the knife was suddenly reduced a lot.

At this moment, the protective shield of one of the late Jindan monks burst with a "click", Fang Wenqing felt this opportunity, and the idea needle overwhelmingly attacked the six people, and at the same time increased the strength of the magic decision in his hand, and suddenly the thunder arc sword was like raindrops, densely hitting the protective magic weapon of the six people.

The three long swords didn't know when they had fallen to the ground, and the knives flew out quickly, bringing up three heads in the rain of thunder arc swords, and now the remaining three Jindan peak monks were all frightened, and they couldn't imagine that this Fang Wenqing's thunder attack was so dense and so powerful.

At this time, Fang Wenqing's face was pale, and he felt that his body's mind and true qi were exhausted, he quickly put away the law decision, swallowed a few bottles of Xianling Pill and Qi Gathering Pill in a row, and stood quietly in place, recovering his true qi and mental power.

Looking at the ground that was hit by the thunder arc sword rain, the three Jindan peak monks looked at each other, quickly swallowed several bottles of pills, and also healed their injuries on the spot.

After Fang Wenqing ate the Xianling Pill, his mind quickly recovered, and he vaguely sensed that the sea was tumbling, as if something was coming, and he felt an inexplicable danger coming.

He didn't think about it, so he hurriedly threw out two ancient coins and a wine gourd, and hid in the reeds on the spot. Looking at the three people opposite, it was obvious that the three of them were still healing, even if they found out Fang Wenqing's actions, they didn't arouse the vigilance of the three of them, what they thought was that Fang Wenqing's injuries were also very serious, and after healing and recovering most of the time, the three of them joined forces to kill Fang Wenqing, and the thunder attack could not be continuously performed in a short period of time, unless it was an immortal.

Just when the three of them were thinking about how to join forces to kill Fang Wenqing, Qiu Changtian seemed to feel that something was wrong, and said loudly: "What is it in the sea that is rushing towards this side? ”

The other two sensed it carefully, and before they could answer, they saw a huge dragon pounce on the three of them with its teeth and claws, and countless thunder swords erupted from its mouth, hitting the defensive shield prepared by the three of them.

Qiu Changtian saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly sacrificed the escape charm, but before he could activate it, a huge dragon claw had already fallen from the sky, and the three of them suddenly felt an irresistible coercion, making them unable to move a step.

Even if Fang Wenqing hid his body, facing the coercion of the huge dragon, he also felt like this in his heart, and he was extremely frightened in his heart, what kind of cultivation was this? The three Jindan peak monks couldn't catch a move, and if they were themselves, I am afraid they would not be able to support one and a half moves.

A loud sound came, Fang Wenqing came back to his senses, he fixed his eyes and looked: as pieces of blood mist erupted, the three golden pills were already floating in the air, Jiaolong took a big mouth, swallowed the three golden pills, and licked his lips from time to time, making Fang Wenqing on the side tremble. If it weren't for the fact that he had Xianling Pill and regained his mental power, he would have been dead long ago. I didn't expect this place to have such a terrifying existence, where did this dragon come from?

Although under the protection of the protective shield formed by the ancient money, Fang Wenqing still held his breath and did not dare to make any moves. When he saw that the dragon was about to turn around and leave, he was just about to relax, when suddenly, the dragon roared, looked around carefully, and broke his dragon claws from time to time, and after counting back and forth a few times, he actually landed in the reeds.

Fang Wenqing thought to himself, this is over, what should I do? If this dragon moves back and forth, it will soon be discovered. I don't want the dragon to fall shortly, and he transforms into a little boy. Fang Wenqing was taken aback when he saw it, wasn't this the little black snake under Yunmen Mountain? It's the one who claims to be the king. How did he end up here, how did he become a dragon so quickly? And it's golden. This is illogical, it has taken at least thousands of years for a snake to become a dragon, and it has only been a few years.

The little boy rubbed his hands, licked his mouth, looked around vigilantly again, and cautiously walked to the place where Fang Wenqing had buried the eggs of the water birds just now, took out a few eggs that had been baked, peeled them, and took them one by one, nodding his head while eating, and kept saying in his mouth, "It's so fragrant, this king hasn't been so late for a long time." ”

However, he looked at the scene of the battle on the side, and continued: "But compared to the three golden pills, it is still far behind. A few human monks don't look like they're in a tram, there should be at least one of them. ”

When Fang Wenqing heard this, he was taken aback, he didn't expect this thousand-year-old Jiaolong to have such a high spiritual intelligence. But to his relief, the little boy looked around, took off into the air, and flew towards the sea in the form of a dragon.

Although he had seen the dragon leave, Fang Wenqing did not move, he didn't dare to be sure if this dragon was returned, or if he was cheating. In this way, he spent the night quietly in the reeds, and when the first rays of the morning sun shone on him, he was sure that he was safe. I couldn't help but feel melancholy, not only was my breakfast eaten, but I was also scared for a night. What about the peak of Jindan, in front of the huge Jiaolong, it is not vulnerable.

He looked at the place where the dragon spewed out the thunder sword last night, and it actually formed a hole, this pit was exactly the same as the previous one, and there were also some small stones full of spiritual energy scattered around. He immediately ran over and picked up all the small stones, he knew that these were good things, looking at the black thunder source in the pit, he wanted to go down and absorb it, but thinking of the huge pressure last night, he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

After putting away his things, he stepped on the Flowing Cloud Sword and flew in the other direction.