Three Yuan Stones burned to ashes in his hands.

Li Qing felt the vigorous four thousand vitality in his body, and killed the eager rat with a sword.

The black shadow jumped, the sword blade swam, the mouse was agile and fast, although Li Qing had little combat experience, his swordsmanship inherited from Nie Xiaofan, and he was quite old-fashioned.

This rat, although its physical body is comparable to the golden body realm, its strength is far inferior

One man and one beast fought inextricably for a while, and they were comparable.

After a few moments, the rat saw that the situation was wrong and retreated again.

Li Qing stopped, did not pursue, took out a yuan stone and continued to cultivate in the spirit pool.

He said to himself, "Not bad! With three thousand more Yuan Qi, both in speed and strength, they can be on par with the Rat. I feel that digesting Nie Xiaofan's memory again is more than enough to deal with it! ”

Poor rat is a litmus test by the food in his eyes.

After practicing, Li Qing thought distractedly.

In the legacy of the wood transfer flower, there are still twenty-five lower-grade yuan stones and eight medium-grade yuan stones. From his memory, Li Qing knew that the thirty yuan stones that Jingxiao Chengmu gave him that day were all of medium quality, one was equivalent to ten low-grade yuan stones.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been able to borrow the strength of the sea realm at the beginning.

A trace of pure vitality was absorbed into the body, and the closed star holes opened one by one, as simple as water.

A low-grade Yuan Stone, for a person with good qualifications, is enough to open up a hundred star acupoints.

And sacrificing a Yuan Stone, the power of the world borrowed by the Sansheng Stone can temporarily increase the vitality of a thousand star caves.

In one day and night, Li Qing absorbed ten Yuan Stones, and reopened the star acupoints to reach two thousand.

This is because the Wood Shifting Flower was originally the Three Realms of Transformation, and the number of star caves opened up had originally reached 26,000.

He just walked the path that had been laid out by his predecessors. Naturally, it is a breeze and saves countless water grinding work.

In this way, as long as you absorb the vitality of these Yuan Stones, refine them for your own use, and reopen the star cave.

He probably ...... Can be restored to the cultivation of the Golden Body Realm.

"It seems that as long as you are willing to give up the Yuan Stone, you can stand it when you are promoted to the Golden Body Realm. Does this mean that if the borrowed power of the world does not exceed one realm of its own, there will be no backlash? ”

Yuan Shi is precious, and there is only one life, and he does not dare to try this conjecture at will.

"Forget it, there are not many yuan stones left, and they can't be wasted. Absorb and cultivate with all your might, and next time, kill that beast with your own strength! ”

One yuan stone after another turned into ashes in the palm of his hand, and Li Qingxiu climbed steadily.

Ten days later.

The last Yuan Stone was exhausted, and there was a bang in Li Qing's body, and ten thousand and eight hundred Yuan Qi flowed like a tide, surging.

The second level of metamorphosis: the golden body realm, become!

The two dots of green that had been peeking in the darkness flashed, and they seemed to be about to recede.

"Where to go!"

Li Qing laughed, jumped up from the pool a little under his feet, and immediately caused a splash of water. As soon as he pressed his long sword, his posture was as light as a swallow, and he jumped into the dark corridor and stopped in front of the mouse.

Snoring~~

The mouse-faced wolf-like beast crouched on all fours, and let out a menacing roar in its throat.

"Even if you don't understand it, you still have to say it. The one who killed you, Li Qing of the Thousand Cloud Sect is also! "A sentence in the second tenth, but Li Qing said it very naturally.

Because, this is the first time in his life that he relies on his true strength to fight.

A sword out.

A sword is a long sword of ordinary style.

Swordsmanship is also an ordinary swordsmanship.

However, in the ordinary, there is a hint of different brilliance.

The rat dodged left and right, but Li Qing's sword was as fast as a sword, and each sword could be a point faster than the speed of the rat, stopping in front of it, as if it could foresee its next move.

This is Nie Xiaofan's sword when he was young.

Nie Xiaofan was born in an ordinary background, he had no teacher when he was a teenager, and every move and style came from an ordinary sword book, and he honed his daily training of tens of thousands of swords.

When the most ordinary moves are practiced thousands of times a day, they often break away from the sword spectrum, and there is a change that turns decay into magic.

At this moment, the rat was very embarrassed, every time it insisted on breathing, there was a shallow sword mark on its body, and when it felt the opponent's play, it couldn't help but roar again and again, and its voice was full of panic.

"Let's go back in peace."

After a while, Li Qing had had enough, and the sword light flashed through the air. The rat screamed, and its head suddenly separated.

Fishy blood flowed all over the ground.

Li Qing frowned for a while, the smell of blood was a little unpleasant.

"A month, said they would come back in January, why haven't they come back yet?"

"Did something happen?" An idea crossed his mind.

"Probably not." Li Qing shook his head suddenly, feeling unlikely.

There are four people in the Thousand Cloud Sect, and there are three true disciples. In this underground palace that has been explored for decades, if there is really any accident, it will be laughing at others.

"I guess I'm involved in something! Wait a few more days! I really can't do it, so I'll try to go out and find it again. Just take a look at the first three lives of Mu Yihua in the past few days, do you have any special and brilliant memories......"

Thinking like this, Li Qing's heart sank into silence and threw himself on the Sansheng Stone.

At the same time.

In the depths of the underground palace, in the ancient formation of the sand sea.

The sword light crisscrossed the world, weaving a staggered killing machine, countless tornadoes of wild sand rose and fell, and the golden sand king changed shapes, flashing and disappearing in one salon scroll after another, and then appeared in another tornado.

And the sword light seems to be endless, and it is constantly chasing and killing the Sand King.

A chessboard with 19 lines of vertical and horizontal lines is suspended in the air, and round chess pieces that are white or black form a mysterious formation. Under the formation, Leng Ying, Lin Ting, and Chen Yufeng were paralyzed on the ground, all with withered expressions and haggard faces.

Hundreds or thousands of sandmen surrounded the chessboard, tirelessly attacking.

Leng Ying took out one Yuan Stone after another from the cloth bag on her waist, and looked distressed, "It's been ten days of fighting, and if you can't break the formation, the Yuan Stone will be exhausted!" ”

Lin Ting silently took out three crystal clear yuan stones with multicolored light, and seemed to be so tired that she didn't bother to speak.

Looking at the sword lights crisscrossing the field, and the seemingly tireless wind and light sheep, Chen Yufeng couldn't help but praise: "Strong! It's really strong......"

He took a breath and continued, "Won't this sandman be tired, and won't she be tired either?" ”

Lin Ting said weakly: "Sister Qingyang, you have always been so strong!" ”

Leng Ying hesitated: "It's been a month, and I don't know Li Qingqing's cute little rabbit ......"

Lin Ting said: "Qingmei is very well-behaved, she shouldn't run around, right?" ”

"When is it, let's think about what to do now! We can't get out, and she can't live alone in the dungeon! ”

Chen Yufeng smiled bitterly. A flash of chagrin and remorse flashed in his eyes.

The surrounding sandmen, as if they had inexhaustible strength, Leng Ying maintained the formation, his forehead was sweaty, and said, "Have you rested, I can't hold on for long!" Yuanshi is also going to bottom, so you have to save some money. ”

"Slowly, slowly!" Chen Yufeng and Lin Ting said in unison.

"I can't slow down, I can't hold on!" Leng Ying exclaimed. A saloon scroll came suddenly, and dozens of sandmen were rolled up by friend and foe, and one by one the sandmen fell apart in an instant.

The light of the chessboard dimmed instantly, and Leng Yingwan spat out a mouthful of blood.