No wonder the other party looked fearless, it turned out that there was a real spiritual level defense magic weapon and a magic weapon that could destroy the opponent's magic weapon!

Moreover, the identity of this thin old man with a miserable green face was still above the gray-clothed Zhou Tian Realm monk, and it was obvious that he was also a Zhou Tian Realm monk.

At the same time that the sallow Zhou Tianjing monk with Tie Ce's face changed drastically when he looked at the Yuehua Wheel in his hand, the other four people on the side of the thin old man who didn't have to worry about defense at all under the shroud of Huang Sè's treasure umbrella also sacrificed their magic weapons one after another and attacked the five people of Tie Ce.

The gray-clothed Zhou Tianjing monk that Wei Suo had seen in the Chengbei Bazaar had sacrificed a complete set of magic weapons, and he saw that his magic weapons looked like a pair of fish bones when they were sacrificed, but when they came out, they turned into dozens of white lights and struck at Tie Ce's five people.

The other three monks sacrificed a silver seal, a green wooden fish, and a small axe that shone yellow.

As soon as these four magic weapons were sacrificed, the two-sided door-sized thunder shield displayed by the Mai monk was instantly torn apart like a piece of paper. The two clouds of yellow mist hovering in front of the five people on Tie Ce's side suddenly merged together, forming a thick wall of yellow sè earth. The four magic weapons hit the earthen wall, and the yellow sè was dusty, but they were forcibly blocked.

However, the short, black-robed monk who performed this spell was obviously also white-faced, and he directly swallowed two Hui Qi Pills, which showed that this extremely defensive spell would almost exhaust all the true elements in his body if he cast it once.

"Nangong Yuqing!"

Seeing that his side was completely at a disadvantage, the sallow Zhou Tianjing monk led by Tie Ce gritted his teeth violently, made up his mind, and shouted at Nangong Yuqing, and at the same time shook his hand and struck a dark gold bead and hit the yellow sè umbrella that shrouded the heads of the five opponents.

The thin old man's eyes just showed a sneering look, as if he felt that the other party could not break his spirit level defense magic weapon at all, but he saw that the dark gold sè bead hit the yellow sè umbrella, but it suddenly exploded silently, turning into a dazzling dark gold sè light.

In the eyes of the thin old man, who suddenly became extremely frightened, his yellow umbrella actually melted silently in the dark gold light, and most of the umbrella surface was directly turned into ashes.

At the same time that the sallow Zhou Tianjing monk shouted loudly, Nangong Yuqing understood it, and her voice inspired the fragment of her magic weapon.

At the same time that Huang Sè's treasure umbrella was defeated, the blue light that her magic weapon fragment turned into passed through without hindrance, and instantly arrived in front of the thin old man.

Seeing that the thin old man was about to be killed by Nangong Yuqing's magic weapon fragment, a bright bronze mirror with yellow light flashed on his chest. With a sound of "dang", this bronze mirror was directly punched out of a hole, and the aura was lost and fell, but this block also made the thin old man move aside, and the blue light that was originally going to pass through his forehead was with a bang, and only one of his ears was cut off.

"Ahh And the five people on Nangong Yuqing's side also completely changed their faces.

The dark gold bead of the young monk of Zhou Tianjing, who had a sallow face, and the fragment of Nangong Yuqing's magic weapon were already at the bottom of the box on their side, but the blow of the two of them against the thin old man only caused him to suffer minor injuries, and they were not able to kill him.

"Retreat!"

A chilling voice came from the mouth of the young monk of Zhou Tianjing, whose face was sallow. As the thunder light thick shield like the two door panels flashed again, the five Tie Ce all swept into the corridor behind them, and the continuous use of the yellow qi in the hands of the black-clothed monk turned into a mass of loess that kept piling up, as if to seal all the corridors behind them.

"I'm hurt, I want to leave!

But at this moment, the thin old man who had just recovered from the joint blow of the young monk of Zhou Tianjing and Nangong Yuqing, who had just been sallow with a sallow face, roared, and the white gourd actually passed through the gap in the loess that had never been closed, and shè reached the rear of the five people of Tie Ce, and with a snort, spewed out a large canopy of black water.

Tie Ce's faces all changed drastically, and they paused suddenly, and with a bang, they were forced to break through the earthen wall laid by themselves by the black water surging from this big tent and retreated.

The five people chasing by the thin old man surrounded Tie Ce in a semicircle, and just as Tie Ce and the five were casting spells in a fright to resist the spells and magic weapons that the five people on the thin old man's side immediately issued, a white-clothed monk quietly appeared in the corridor behind the five people without any sound.

This white-clothed young monk has red lips and white teeth, handsome and chic, but he is extremely dangerous, and at the same time as the ghost appears, a cloud of white mist actually emerges from the white sè robe on his body, isolating all his breath and mana fluctuations.

As soon as he appeared, he glanced at the thin old man who had had an ear cut off in the distance, and secretly took out a transparent ice-edged magic weapon from his arms.

"Let me show you another artifact of mine!"

The thin old man seemed to have known that the white-clothed monk would appear, and he shouted in a bluff, attracting all the attention of the five Tie Ce, and at the same time, he waited for the white-clothed young monk who had secretly copied from the back to make a move. The thin old man knew very well that this white-clothed monk was also a monk whose cultivation was almost the same as his own, and this person also had several powerful magic weapons on his body, and his strength was not below him.

In his opinion, at least two or three people will be killed by the other party at this time.

But what made him feel like he had seen the hell was that he was bluffing and screaming at the moment, saying that he also had a spirit level magic weapon, which attracted all the attention of the other five people, and at this moment it was already the best time for the white-clothed monk to make a sneak attack, but the white-clothed monk was actually stunned and didn't make a move.

"Do you really become an idiot when you wear a white dress?" The nose of the thin old man, who had one ear cut off, was almost crooked.

But at this time, the white-clothed monk who sneaked up from behind also felt that he had really seen a ghost.

The white-clothed monk had also seen the corpses of Liu Sanpao and "Han Hawkeye" before, but at this time when he was about to make a move, he couldn't believe that the corpse of Han Hawkeye, who was now behind the thin old man and the others, was very flexible and climbed up. He also waved his hand at him.

Just when he was stunned, he whimpered, and saw a black skull and a black light coming out of the hands of this extremely flexible person, and suddenly rushed to the thin old man who had not had time to react.

Nangong Yuqing and the others were also dumbfounded as a corpse suddenly and flexibly got up and shot at the thin old man.

Before she and Tie Ce and the other four could react to what was going on, the thin old man's head had been directly cut off by the black light, and at the same time, the thin old man's body was also beaten to the ground by a terrifying and hideous black skull.

"What people!"

Just as the gray-clothed monk and the others were all cold and furious, desperately casting defensive magic weapons, and turning around, the person who had killed the thin old man in a sneak attack had already slid out of the right side of the rear for more than ten zhang, and at the same time, he quickly released two ghost shields in succession to block his body, and shouted loudly: "Nangong Yuqing, be careful that there is a sneaky little white face behind you who sneaks up on you!"

"It's you!"

Nangong Yuqing shouted almost at the same time as the Grey Friar. It's just that one is excited, and the other is terrifying, like a real ghost.

With a "snort", just as Wei Suo shouted, the white-clothed monk reacted, and an extremely cold air erupted from the ice-edged magic weapon in his hand, which actually froze the sallow Zhou Tianjing monk and the short-sized black-clothed monk and linen monk all in a piece of solid ice at once.

At the same time, a black and shining cone-like magic weapon appeared in his hand.

The white-clothed monk seemed to see that only these three people on Nangong Yuqing's side had a stronger defense, so he restrained these three people first with a move, and then assassinated them with a powerful magic weapon.

But what made the white-clothed monk's cold hair blow up and almost scared his pants wet was that he suddenly saw a shirtless wind spirit not far from him, looking at him with puffed eyes.

"Why is there a wind spirit here all of a sudden!"

The white-clothed monk screamed, and the black sè cone-like magic weapon in his hand suddenly hit the wind spirit beside him not far away, and at the same time, he hurriedly sacrificed a small white sè shield.

With a click, the piece of solid ice was broken through by a ball of fire emitted by Liu Wu, and the sallow Zhou Tianjing monk and the others came out.

The Wind Spirit Spirit, who was pierced by the black light cone, remained motionless, puffing out his eyes and looking at the white-clothed monk.

"Damn! It's fake!"

The whitefriar, who was so frightened that his pants were almost wet, finally reacted.

"Zixiao Sanren, they were also killed by you?" The gray-clothed Zhou Tianjing monk looked at Wei Suo with a uncertain face, and said in a cold voice. Originally, Wei Suo was obviously just a low-level monk of the Divine Sea Realm, and he was not in his eyes at all, but he had just killed a thin old man who was even more powerful than himself under his nose, and the Zixiao Sanren who was more powerful than him before seemed to have died in his hands, and now a chill surged in his heart, and he didn't dare to make a move on Wei Suo for a while.

"I killed a few of them today, and I don't know a lot. Wei Suo pinched the Yīn phosphorus bone sword in his hand with some trepidation, but at the same time shook his head very pretendedly, and said, "Are you talking about the purple-robed old Taoist who killed me by the waterhole, or the yellow-clothed guy who just killed me outside and met with you in the Chengbei Market?"

"What, even Wen Dao Pavilion was killed by him!"

Of course, the gray-clothed monk and the others didn't know that Wei Suo was deliberately bragging, and when they heard that the yellow-shirted monk had been killed by Wei Suo, the faces of these people suddenly changed, and they looked at Wei Suo's eyes as if they had really seen a ghost...... b。