Oh!

With a tiger roar, a glowing colorful tiger was transparent and pounced towards Cheng Qian.

The old man looked at Cheng Qian viciously, a kid in the middle of Qi cultivation actually forced me to use the beast talisman in the foundation building period.

Speaking of the beast talisman is to hunt the demon beast and use its spirit as a guide to seal into the talisman seal, the beast talisman is also divided into many kinds, the most common beast talisman is like the one in the old man's hand, and there is a higher order of the beast talisman, which is a beast talisman made of the fur of the demon beast, and the beast soul is sealed on the animal skin, which is called the earth-level beast talisman, and there are higher levels.

Cheng Qian watched the rushing tiger quickly jump away, the inorganic sword block in front of his chest, the tiger pounced, a tiger roared, Cheng Gan's scalp was numb, and the tiger twisted and pounced on Cheng Gan.

Clang!

The tiger claw and the inorganic sword made the sound of gold and iron interfering, the power of the tiger was extremely powerful, and Cheng Qian's throat spurted out a sweet mouthful of hot blood and flew backwards and fell to the ground.

"Hmph, the initial strength of this beast soul foundation building, you also want to compete. The old man's face was full of disdain.

Cheng Qian got up with difficulty, squirted another mouthful of blood, slapped the storage bag, and a dragon groan rushed out with Lan Mang.

Quack!

A curved white arc of lightning slashed towards the tiger, and the lightning trace frightened sword!

The arc slashed at the tiger's body and shone with a shock, roaring angrily, and generally thunder spells have a good restraint effect on the Yin Spirit.

This time he touched the tiger's reverse scales, and pounced on Cheng Qian with a wild roar.

Cheng Qian's fingers flew like butterflies, his spiritual power was mobilized, the blue flying sword light flickered, and the crackling white arc wrapped the entire sword body, quickly slashing towards the tiger.

For a while, the flying sword and the tiger couldn't hold each other, and the tiger claws fought fiercely with the flying sword.

"I didn't expect that there was such a magic weapon, which was specially used to restrain my beast soul. The old man's eyes lit up, and his eyes were full of greed.

Without thinking about it, he didn't think about it, and the two-fingered sword finger body moved quickly towards Cheng Qian, and his fingers rushed out to count the sword qi, Cheng Qianmeng's heart suddenly burst, and countless talismans were crushed by him, and the overwhelming spells killed the old man.

Hum!

The old man snorted coldly, and the sickle weapon slashed directly at Cheng Qian. The sword qi and the spell met and the white light flashed in the sky, and they exploded into a ball.

The blood-colored scythe deceived him, and in an instant he came to Cheng Gan, Cheng Gan was still struggling to drive the lightning trace horror sword to compete with the tiger, and when he saw the blood-colored scythe flying, he couldn't think of condensing to his left hand violently, struggling to drive the blue flying sword, and the Wuji Sword in his right hand slashed at the blood-colored scythe.

Clang!

The blood-colored scythe collided with the Wuji Sword, and the Wuji Sword instantly came out of its hand and was knocked into the air, and the blood-colored sickle was also slashed several feet away by the Wuji Sword.

The old man's face was full of shock: "It's good that a small Qi cultivator can compete with me until now, but it's a pity that you met me, you have to die today." Then the mana condensed towards the blood-colored scythe, and then the old man frowned, as if sensing something. "How can this kid have a demonic aura, how is this possible, is it a half-blood. I saw Dabao this time, no wonder my net worth is so deep. Kill him first. ”

The blood-colored scythe slashed towards Cheng Qian quickly, and after doing this, he didn't feel that it was enough, so he swung out several sword qi and shot it.

Cheng Qian didn't hold it anymore, it was important to save his life at this critical juncture, and his mind immediately sent a signal to Feizhan. Suddenly, Cheng Qian's right arm, white light flashed.

"Huh! what is that!" the old man was shocked!

Whew!

With a wolf howl, a savage aura spread out with Cheng Qian as the center in an instant, and the blood-colored sickle and sword qi were already present, and the sword qi was instantly dispersed by the white light.

Pound!

With an iron sound, the blood-colored sickle was blasted out a few feet away, and the white light immediately turned into a white demon wolf with wings on his back, and his cold eyes saw it, the old man's heart was sudden, and the white wolf was driven by the wings on his back, which looked extremely noble.

"W-What kind of beast is this? The old man couldn't believe it and saw that the aura emanating from the demon wolf was the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

"Whose ant did you just say?" Fei Zhan said coldly and arrogantly, his sharp eyes as if he was about to shoot through the foundation monk.

"How is it possible, and still spit out human words. The old man couldn't accept the facts in front of him at all, and seemed to feel that it was important to fight hard to save his life, so he glanced at Cheng Qian fiercely, as if he wanted to keep Cheng Gan's appearance firmly in mind.

The blood-colored scythe was quickly retracted, and he didn't even care about the beast talisman, and fled directly in a flash.

"It's not that easy to go. Fei Zhan didn't say much, and a white ball of light quickly condensed from his mouth, shooting towards the monk, and the old man's face was full of horror, and he urged the light to flee.

Yes!

The ball of light came first, knocking down the old man's back, and the old man's back was suddenly blurred, and he fell to the ground.

Then a ball of light flew towards the beast soul, and instantly the colorful tiger struck the slight stagnation, and the spirit was greatly lost, and the blue flying sword that was holding with it, the arc of the whole body skyrocketed, and it hit the beast soul fiercely, and the beast soul immediately roared, and the whole body was generously bright, turning into a ray of light and returning to the beast talisman, only to see that the beast talisman disappeared into green smoke in an instant without wind spontaneous combustion.

Cheng Qian took a long breath and looked at Feizhan with relief, his eyes full of gratitude.

Feizhan spread his wings, jumped up and quickly landed beside the old man, staring at the old man with cold eyes and said, "You see my body, is it so easy to run? Fei Zhan said something meaningful. The old man was overjoyed when he saw this.

"It's okay to be a cow or a horse, as long as you don't kill me, I will serve you as the Lord!" the old man saw that there was a chance to save his life, and quickly said the words of pleading.

Then Fei Zhan glanced at Cheng Qian, then turned around and said to him: "However, if you want to defeat that kid who practices qi, you can't use magic weapons, talismans." You can only use your own Five Elements Spell. Give me your storage bag first. Regardless of whether he agreed or not, he directly took the storage bag from the old man's waist.

Cheng Qian's face was a little pale, looking at the old man picking up the Wuji Sword, the mana condensed the blue flying sword and shook, shooting towards the old man quickly, and the sound of crackling arcs accompanied by the sound of breaking the air slashed towards the old man.

Before the old man could react to the sound of being ushered in by the breaking of the air, he shouted angrily: "It's too much to deceive people, and I want the old man to deal with it for a mere period of qi training." The old man looked at the electric mangs with vicious eyes, this was completely insulting to him, a foundation building monk, actually being played with like this by a qi training boy.

The old man didn't dodge, he quickly got up and headed towards the electric mang, the sword pointed at the electric light, and countless sword qi shot out as if it were ruthless.

Pound pound pound!

The electric light attack of the sword qi attack slowed down, his right hand was pinched, and he recited a bitter spell in his mouth, only to see hundreds of blue light points condensed in front of the old man, instantly turned into ice needles, and flew towards the electric mang. Throw out more than a dozen low-level rune seals and four intermediary rune seals.

Although this is only a mid-level technique, it is quite special, because its power can even be compared to many high-level techniques that can only be cultivated during the foundation building period.

In the cultivation realm, spells are divided into three levels, not to mention the low-level ones, so how to distinguish between the middle-level and the high-level ones?

Power?

Yes, but it's not all, in fact, the main criterion for distinguishing them is that what can be cultivated in the middle stage of Qi cultivation is a mid-level spell, and what can only be cultivated in the foundation building period is a high-level spell.

Generally speaking, high-level spells are more demanding, and their power is naturally stronger, but there are exceptions to everything, and among the mid-level spells, there is only one special one, and that is the Ice Needle Technique!

You can also cultivate in the middle stage of Qi training, but the power of the Ice Needle Technique is not inferior to some high-level spells, and it is said that some senior cultivators have argued about this issue, saying that it should be classified as a high-level spell.

But I don't know for some reason, this mention yì is not passed, and the ice needle technique is still listed as the middle level in the "Encyclopedia of Spells", of course, it is the strongest in the middle level.

Some people jokingly refer to the Ice Needle Technique as a "pseudo-mid-level spell".

You can cultivate in the middle of Qi training, and the power can be compared with high-level spells, at first hearing, the ice needle technique has a great temptation, and everyone in the low-level disciples should want to cultivate, but the real situation is not the case, there is no such good thing in the world, just like how much you pay, how much you will gain, although the power of the ice needle technique is the best in the middle-level spells, it is also notoriously difficult to cultivate.

Fei Zhan's sharp eyes immediately thought: "Why doesn't this guy use high-level spells and use this ice needle technique?"

Ding Ding Ding!

Countless ice needles hit the lightning and clanged! The arc crackled and crackled, and dozens of ice needles were smashed.

The ice needle technique issued by the monk in the foundation building period can be imagined, quickly covering the blue flying sword, and gradually the arc of the outer layer of the flying sword gradually disappeared, and the flying sword light kept flickering, and the old man spared no effort, and with both hands pointing at the sword, he swung out several sword qi and shot at the flying sword.

Then the old man made a streak and put a spiritual power shield around his body, and rushed towards Cheng Qian. The sharp qi of the blue flying sword before was consumed by the ice needle technique, and then it was knocked away by the sword qi in one fell swoop, and at this time, Cheng Qian also held the Wuji Sword in his hand and followed the old man after countless spells.

The old man in the retreat quickly condensed and a hundred ice needles appeared, opening the way in front of him.

To say that it lasts is actually just a split second.

Two spells, the wind and clouds met in an instant, and the brilliance flashed in the air like a natural beauty, countless spells bombarded, arcs intertwined, and fire rain scattered.

The old man and Cheng Qian rushed into the spell pile one after another, and disappeared from the range of the spell.

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