After stepping into the warlock realm, the biggest change is the achievement of the Yin God, followed by the control of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

The high-intensity spiritual power, as well as the subtle control, allow the monks of the Warlock Realm to perform many spells without the need for magic weapons, talismans, or spells as a medium, and they can directly make a move. At the same time, the strength of the spirit also allows the warlock to try to induce spiritual changes inside the artifact, create various magic weapons, and write talismans with a longer duration, whether for personal use or sale, it is comparable to a steady stream of gold mines!

In the ancient times of the main world, monks who reached this level, even among the famous sects, belonged to those who had learned and could teach the Dharma to their disciples, or go out to sit in one side. In the course of casual cultivation, you can even try to start a sect and establish your own lineage.

For many casual cultivators in ancient times, this was already their greatest pursuit.

Even in the modern era when the cultivation method is more standardized and reasonable, any monk in the Warlock Realm is enough to serve as the highest combat power of a second- or third-rate city on the side of the town.

Yuan Qing slightly suppressed the joy in his heart, sat up straight, swallowed a few pills that had been prepared a long time ago, and slowly operated the mana, ingesting nutrients, and regulating the spirit and energy.

Three days later, Yuan Qingwei sacrificed incense to Qingwei in front of Cang Haoqian as promised, and after telling the key points one by one, his body quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the opponent's fatal blow.

"The predecessor is really a master of the Demon Dao." Saying that, Yuan Qingwei flicked his long sleeves, and a faint golden luster flashed out on his clothes, and rolled towards Cang Hao with his strength.

Cang Haoqian's body retreated quickly, as he had known about Yuan Qingwei's achievements, and even went to investigate, he knew very well that Yuan Qingwei's sleeve looked very simple, but in fact, the golden light on it was extremely sharp, and most of the divine weapons in the martial arts could not withstand a few blows, let alone his body.

However, Cang Haoqian dared to make a move, naturally he was prepared, his steps were wrong, his body shape transformed into several phantoms, the surrounding vitality was agitated, the yin wind gusted, and a little ghost fire appeared out of thin air, surround him, setting off him as a non-human and non-ghost, like a demon and a fairy.

The next moment, in the same wide long sleeves, the water vapor rose, turning into a piece of cold ice and slashing at Yuan Qingwei.

With a flick of the long sleeves, the golden light was sprinkled all over, and the ice shattered, but it turned into smoke in mid-air.

"Wine? Qimen water and fire knife method? Yuan Qingwei smelled the aroma of wine, and immediately thought of this Fang Tiandi a strange martial arts.

Just as he was about to retreat, the surrounding fog had already burned, and in the raging fire, there were pieces of ice crystals flying, ice and fire were intertwined, unpredictable, and overwhelming. The most troublesome thing is that between the flames and the ice crystals, there is also a virtual and uncertain hob gas, back and forth, stirring the air to twist and transform.

Yuan Qing's long sleeves danced slightly, shattering the sword light aimed at his heavenly spirit, sweeping away the oncoming ice crystals, although the surrounding flames did not need to pay much attention. But the interference with the line of sight was too serious, and Cang Haoqian's breath was fluctuating around, which made Yuan Qing unstoppable for a while, and he couldn't suppress repeated moves.

'What a clever move! What a clever internal force use skills! is worthy of being the first person in the world, and I have no power to fight back in terms of martial arts. However, I'm not a warrior! Yuan Qingwei's eyes dimmed slightly, a money sword flew out of his sleeve, and with a slight shake, a slender silk thread was pulled out by Yuan Qingwei. The next moment, the copper coin turned into golden light and burst out in all directions.

Cang Haoqian, who was hidden in the dark, changed his complexion slightly, his figure took half a step back, his long sleeves flicked, countless ice crystals splashed out, and at the same time, a faint dark gold appeared on the exposed skin, which was the manifestation of the highest level of King Kong incorruptible magic skills in Dalin Temple.

"Ding! Bite! Bite! "The copper coin and the ice crystal collided in mid-air, and unexpectedly a lot of them were intercepted, and the rest hit Cang Haoqian's body, and most of them cut the skin, but did not hurt the flesh and bones.

"Not good!" Cang Haoqian's face changed greatly, and he turned his head to look in the direction of Yuan Qingwei, just to see his hands pinching the formula, reciting the mantra, and stretching out his hand to him.

Bodybinding! Yuan Qingwei silently recited the name of the corresponding law in his mouth, and then took a step forward and flicked his long sleeves.

Blood splashed, but unfortunately Cang Haoqian was not cut into two sections, as the first person in today's martial arts, Cang Haoqian's blood and qi are far stronger than anyone Yuan Qingwei has seen in the past.

Moreover, Cang Haoqian's practice doesn't know what the origin is, and his spiritual power is extremely strong.

Even if Yuan Qingwei cooperated with the mantra method and improved the power of thirty percent, it was still because of the lack of vitality, so he could only be restrained for a while, and at the critical moment, he was broken free by Cang Haoqian, and narrowly avoided the crisis of waist slashing.

After Cang Haoqian, who had a cut in his chest, avoided the killing move, he paused abruptly in mid-air, and he didn't know where to borrow his strength, and galloped forward, approaching Yuan Qingwei. The left hand stretched out, the energy splashed, the long sleeves were shattered into pieces, like butterflies flying, the muscles of the exposed arm collapsed, and the steel bars were knotted, and the thickness was doubled in an instant.

A punch was thrown, like a big ash gun, with a lot of phantoms, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom that broke the air, and roared towards Yuan Qingwei's chest.

"Battlefield marksmanship?!" Yuan Qing frowned slightly, this shot is not only strong and condensed, but also contains a terrifying killing atmosphere, the most terrifying thing is that this marksmanship should be a battlefield move, and there is a tragic and fierce artistic conception hidden in the core.

Yuan Qingwei was sure that even if he attacked with a golden silk coat, before Cang Haoqian's arm hit him, he would kill him, or cut off his arm, the residual artistic conception would pierce his heart. In the face of this kind of killer who broke the net, Yuan Qingwei was shaken, and he had never thought of fighting with the other party, so he chose to dodge to the side as soon as possible.

Piercing a line, although domineering and invincible, its strong inertia also makes it difficult to change the direction of the attack in the middle, so dodging to the side is the correct strategy to dodge the gun.

However, at this time, what Yuan Qingwei was facing was not a real spear, but Cang Haoqian's arm, and Cang Haoqian was not an ordinary martial artist. At the moment when Yuan Qingwei dodged, he turned his fist into a palm, and at the same time, all the joints on his left arm made a "click" sound, and the entire arm seemed to be lengthened. The body trembled slightly, and his arm shook with it, like a long whip hitting Yuan Qingwei.

This time, it contains most of the power of the gun move just now, and the power is still extremely fast, and the palm with five fingers at the top is like a sharp blade, with a piercing sonic boom, carrying a terrifying knife intent, pointing directly at the head of Yuan Qingwei Liuyang.

The pupils contracted slightly, Yuan Qingwei moved in his heart, and several layers of defensive spells blessed him, and at the same time, golden light appeared, his hands rushed up, and he drew a circle in the air, driving a circle of soft strength, which was set on the falling arm, and the strength contained in it was consumed.

With a "bang", Yuan Qingwei pressed his hands on the joints of the opponent's wrists, deflecting the knife intent on it, and he was sent flying out by the terrible force. The several layers of spells that were temporarily protected on the body had just manifested, and they were crushed into streamers and disappeared, and they had almost no effect. After Yuan Qingwei landed, he had to stagger around for half a circle, draining most of his strength before he could barely stand firm.

However, compared to Yuan Qingwei's embarrassment, Cang Haoqian is also not much better, after the joint of his left hand is reset, the palm of his hand is weak and sagging, and the wrist is slightly deformed, obviously the wrist joint that was injured by Yuan Qingwei just now was temporarily abolished.

Seeing this, Yuan Qingwei did not hesitate to bless himself with several light body spells, and his body quickly retreated, and at the same time, a series of spells fell.

Subsidence! Silt! Tie up! Freeze! Vine......

A series of low-level spells came out casually, accurately landing on Cang Haoqian's course of action, although it could not cause any fatal damage to him, but it was also a very serious interference, making it impossible for him to get close to Yuan Qingwei at all.

Coupled with the golden copper coins shuttling back and forth around, as well as the invisible silk threads shuttling back and forth in mid-air with the shaking of Yuan Qingwei's fingers, Cang Haoqian was forced to retreat several times. In the end, after approaching the place where Yuan Qingwei practiced, Cang Haoqian stopped and turned to leave.

"It's a pity!" Yuan Qing sighed slightly, and with a movement of his wrist, a slender silk thread flew in mid-air, and at the same time, one by one the copper coins automatically flew back, and as the silk threads connected them one by one, they turned into a money sword again and held it in his hand.