The yellow-robed man was about to say something more, but the big-headed strong man next to him interrupted him with a cold snort and said, "What are you talking about with him as a dying person?" We have other things to do, so don't delay. ”

The big-headed strong man spoke, and the others didn't dare to say anything more, so the four of them each stepped forward and prepared to make a move on Qingyang, although among the four of them, two Jindan nine layers and two Jindan eight layers, were not higher than the cultivation shown by Qingyang, but they also saw that the Qingyang meridians were damaged, the true yuan was not good, and ten percent of the strength could not be exerted fifty percent, and it was still very easy to deal with, not to mention that the boss of the third layer of Yuanying was still sweeping the formation next to him, so the four of them won this battle.

Speaking of Qingyang, although he didn't ask for more detailed information, he also figured out the general situation, what kind of moth clan are these five people in front of him, who live in the nearby Cangmu City, and are in competition with the Terrans, and now he has met the lone Terran monk Qingyang, and he is ready to attack him.

Although the Qingyang meridians are damaged, many means can't be used, but there is no problem in dealing with these Jindan monks, and he still has a lot of hidden means, but those are his own hole cards, you don't need to try not to use them, it's better to try what means these floaters have first, if these people have been entangled and refuse to give up, and then use the hole cards in their hands to solve them.

Qingyang's side was not ready, and a few people over there had already launched an attack, and they saw a yellow afterimage flashing, and the yellow-robed man had rushed to Qingyang's side, and the speed was even a few points faster than the early Yuanying monks in other places, fortunately, Qingyang was a god-transforming monk, although his physical function had decreased greatly after being injured, but his original reaction ability still retained most of it, and with a slight vertical under his feet, his body retreated sharply, and the yellow-robed man opened a certain distance.

However, the yellow-robed man's methods did not stop there, he saw that with a wave of his hand, several yellow shadows stabbed towards Qingyang, the Qingyang meridians were damaged and the true yuan was not smooth, and the magic weapon could not be used, so he could only take out a few solid stones from his arms and smash them into those yellow shadows.

Guyuan stone is a low-level refining material, the value is not very high, but the biggest feature is hard, it is often used to refine mountains, stones, hammers and other heavy magic weapons, the use is very large, and now it is thrown out by Qingyang to resist those yellow shadows, but it can also play some role.

Qingyang didn't throw it casually, but used the strength of the Jindan Body Refining Monk to smash it, and then he heard a few piercing bangs, the solid stone was shattered, and those few yellow shadows paused and continued to stab at Qingyang. However, Qingyang is not worried, because there is still a layer of Qinglian armor outside his body, although he can't use the true yuan to excite it, but there is a spiritual treasure, and the yellow-robed man has been smashed by those few solid stones, and it is really not easy to hurt him.

Sure enough, after those few yellow shadows shot on Qingyang's body, they only stirred up a few cyan lights, and then fell to the ground, without causing the slightest damage to Qingyang.

Seeing this situation, the yellow man's face was suddenly shocked, these yellow lights are a few yellow Emei thorns, refined with special materials, if they are hit, the Yuanying monk will also be injured, although the Emei thorns were blocked by those few solid stones, and the power has decreased a little, but it shouldn't even be that the other party's skin has not been injured, this body refining monk's defense can actually be so powerful?

At the same time that the yellow man was shocked, the other three also launched attacks on Qingyang one after another, their methods were different, but the difference in power was not very big, although Qingyang couldn't use many means because of the damage to the meridians, but he could barely cope with it.

Qingyang roughly estimated that although these floating tribes were not large, their strength was not bad, and they were even slightly stronger than the monks of the same level in the Ancient Wind Continent and the Duckweed Continent. The spirit realm is huge, and there are countless races, and this floating tribe in a corner has such a background, and the cultivators of the same level of other races will definitely be stronger, and Qingyang's ability to challenge the next level will probably be greatly reduced.

The two sides come and go, a few rounds have passed in a blink of an eye, and no one on either side can help anyone, seeing that a few of his subordinates have been unable to defeat Qingyang for a long time, and they may have to make a mistake if they drag it out, the big-headed strong man finally couldn't sit still, and said angrily: "What are you all doing to eat?" It's been so long, and even an injured Jindan Body Refining Cultivator can't take it? Do you want me to do it myself? ”

Seeing that the leader was angry, several people didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and they all used their killer tricks, and they saw that the top of the yellow-robed man's head suddenly lit up, and a yellow light shot into the green sun. This is not the Emei thorn that was refined the day after tomorrow before, but his natal stunt moth thorn, which is not only twice as fast, but also surprisingly powerful, and highly poisonous, if it is stabbed, it is difficult to live under the god.

At the same time, the old man in the green shirt waved his sleeves, and two invisible sound waves struck towards Qingyang from both sides, this sound wave carried a special fluctuation, which made people feel a headache, and the divine thoughts would also be intermittent with the frequency of the sound waves, and it was almost impossible to use the means of divine thoughts.

The black-clothed young man next to him fanned the feather fan in his hand a few times, and suddenly there was a heavy fog around him, this fog was not an ordinary fog, not only could block the vision, but also blocked the monk's divine thoughts, accidentally inhaled a mouth dizzy, and even the reaction speed would be a little slower.

Finally, the woman in the green skirt, I saw her mouth, and a large ball of silk net suddenly appeared in the sky, overwhelmingly towards the green sun cover, this silk net is extremely tough, it is difficult for the Yuanying monk to cut it, and the silk net also has a special stickiness, once it is covered, it will shrink more and more tightly, and it is completely impossible to break free, and at the same time, the monk's body is sore, and there is no power to resist.

In order to deal with Qingyang, these four people also let go, and all of them used their natal skills, not to mention that they were usually used to deal with the injured Jindan monk, even if the Yuanying monk encountered it, it would be difficult to parry. Fortunately, Qingyang was just injured and disguised as Jin Dan, and his knowledge and reaction were not comparable to ordinary Jin Dan monks, and seeing that countless attacks were about to come, he hurriedly used his means to deal with them one by one.

There was a roar, Qingyang was drowned in smoke, Qingyang was injured after all, most of the means could not be used, and in the face of so many powerful attacks at once, it was inevitable that he was a little in a hurry, even if the divine mind could react, the body might not be able to keep up, so Qingyang continuously resolved the attacks of the old man in the green shirt, the young man in black, and the woman in the green skirt, but he could not block the attack of the man in the yellow robe, and was nailed to his right arm by the moth, and the arm was instantly swollen.

(End of chapter)