The wind was strong and the dust was everywhere.

At the moment when the fifth-layer Qi refining cultivator took out his pocket magic weapon, a violent wind rolled up around him, but the direction of the wind was reversed, not to blow Chen Yuan away, but to suck Chen Yuan into his pocket.

Chen Yuan only felt unsteady under his feet, his body slowly approached the black-clothed monk, and the silver flying knife floating in front of him shook even more, almost losing control.

"Boy, I forgot to tell you, this pocket magic weapon under it, called Qiankun Bag, although it is an imitation of a lower grade, it is imitated by a monk in the foundation building period. Anyone or anything that is inhaled into it will be reduced to ashes within an hour. ”

The black-clothed monk laughed wildly, and his mana couldn't help but inject into the air bag, and the wind suction became even more violent when his spiritual power was injected.

There is a gap of two levels between the two, and Chen Yuan has reason to believe that what the other party said is true.

Chen Yuan didn't want his flying knife magic weapon to be sucked away, and he didn't want to enter that pocket by himself.

His feet slammed downward, and after briefly controlling his body, he took out a Poison Gathering Pill and a Burst Charm from his storage bag while controlling the flying knife in the air.

With his left hand, he threw out two items and instantly sucked them into his pocket.

"Boom!"

Chen Yuan drank lightly, and the burst charm and the Poison Gathering Pill suddenly burst into the Qiankun bag.

The next moment, dark green smoke filled the air, and since a small hole appeared in the center of the perfect Qiankun bag, the wind became a lot smaller.

"If you dare to destroy my magic weapon, I will let you shed all your blood today in order to help me break the shackles."

Looking at the broken Qiankun bag, the black-clothed monk was furious, this was the most proud of the three magic weapons in his hand, it was broken today, and he didn't know when it would be repaired again.

The Qiankun Bag, whose strength had been greatly reduced, naturally could no longer play a role, but the black-clothed monk did not plan to withdraw the magic weapon at this point, but took out another ruler containing magic weapon with lightning flashing.

I saw that the ruler magic weapon was spinning rapidly in the air, and two lightning flashes on it.

"Go!"

I saw the black-clothed monk lightly tapped at the ruler magic weapon, and the two thunder lights on it suddenly turned into two thunder knives and slashed straight at the top of Chen Yuan's head.

"Inferior Thunder Attribute Magic Weapon? Brother Dao, you are not a poor person, in such a short period of time, you have already used two magic weapons. However, do you think that low-grade magic weapons can really compete with medium-grade magic weapons? ”

As he spoke, Chen Yuan decisively withdrew control of the silver flying knife, and instead took out the Thunder Dragon Cone, which had also been promoted to a medium-grade magic weapon by him.

The Thunder Dragon Cone first shook open the two thunder light knives that came at a rapid speed, and then faced the black-clothed monk like a poisonous dragon diamond. The brontosaurus swimming on the awl is like a real dragon roaming the sky.

In an instant, four thunder dragons entangled with each other, roaring above the waterhole.

Although the Thunder Dragon Cone is a medium-grade magic weapon, the opponent's strength is stronger than his own, even if he goes all out, it is only a draw.

The dragon roared, and the scene was once again deadlocked.

Chen Yuan possessed two medium-grade magic weapons, which had already surpassed the wealth of most Qi Refining Stage cultivators, which made the black-clothed monk rise to the heart of killing.

As long as Chen Yuan kills and obtains the magic weapon, his status in the Heavenly Demon Sect will rise again, and he may even be favored by the sect master.

The blackfriar decisively put away the hole in the bag, and then took out two items from the storage bag.

A three-rank vajra talisman was quickly attached to the body, and the other was a flagpole with three poles that had been slightly worn out.

The monk planted three flagpoles within ten feet of the two of them at great speed.

The next moment, the flagpole suddenly shone brightly, and a small formation had formed around it.

At the same time, Chen Yuan suddenly felt that his strength and the spiritual power in his body had suddenly weakened, and the speed of the two magic weapons had also weakened a lot.

"Is it the reason for the three-pole flag?"

Chen Yuan was shocked, his strength had weakened, and his attack speed had become lower. This does not bode well, and the situation that was originally flat has begun to turn against him.

"Boy, do you feel like your strength has weakened? It doesn't hurt to tell you, the formation that Zai Xia has, called the Spirit Reduction Array, was obtained after killing a seriously injured senior brother in Xia back then. He once used this set of formations to almost destroy a powerhouse of the sixth layer of qi refining. Today, I used it to deal with you, a small third-layer qi refiner, just because I liked the treasure in your hand. As long as you sincerely dedicate the two medium-grade magic weapons, everything is easy to say. ”

Chen Yuan didn't believe that the other party would let him go after getting his Thunder Dragon Cone and Silver Flying Knife, so even if his strength weakened, he had to win today's battle.

It's just that his own strength has been reduced, how to break through this passive situation?

Suddenly, Chen Yuan noticed that there was something different in the formation, perhaps because the formation was too shabby, in front of his right, the light of the formation shield was much lower than that of other places.

"That's it!"

Chen Yuan, who had a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth and no words, raised his hand and offered two magic weapons.

The Thunder Dragon Cone continued to confront the ruler, and when the two were evenly matched, the silver flying knife that had always hovered at his side suddenly turned around and stabbed straight at the weak point of the formation.

The light burst out, and at the moment when the silver flying knife pierced into the formation, the originally airtight formation light shield suddenly sounded with a cracking sound.

"You...... Since you broke my Soul Reduction Array, how did you do it? ”

The monk was shocked, he originally thought that he had a chance to win, but he didn't expect to be broken by Chen Yuan so easily.

However, because of the advantage of the rank, the monk did not have too much compassion, but adjusted his mentality and injected spiritual power into the ruler magic weapon.

The next moment, the ruler magic weapon suddenly stopped spinning, and the two lightning rays also returned to its main body.

It's just that the ruler gave Chen Yuan a sense of danger for some reason, as if the ruler magic weapon had suddenly been promoted from the lower grade to the top grade.

"Boy, your methods are indeed endless. I just don't know, will you be able to take the next blow? ”

As the monk's words fell, the emerald green ruler in the air suddenly magnified several times, and at the same time as the thunder flashed, it slashed down in the air like a sword, as if to split Chen Yuan from the heavenly spirit.

The sudden surge in power of the ruler magic weapon forced Chen Yuan to give up his control of the silver flying knife and the thunder dragon cone, and use all his strength to resist the black turtle shield.

A loud bang echoed through the space, and the Black Turtle Shield successfully carried the full force of the ruler magic weapon.

"Or is it a medium-grade magic weapon? Boy, how many medium-grade magic weapons do you have in your hands? ”

He used nirvana against Chen Yuan many times, but failed many times. After driving the ruler magic weapon with all his might, the black-clothed monk almost exhausted all the spiritual power in his body.

"I don't need to tell you how many medium-grade magic weapons there are."

Chen Yuan's words were cold, and his hands quickly changed spells, he wanted to launch a deadly attack when the opponent's mentality was unstable.

Especially after seeing the many treasures in Chen Yuan's hands, few low-level cultivators were able to maintain a balanced mentality.

In the minds of low-level monks, magic weapons are their life.

Often, the higher the level of the artifact, the more attractive and deadly.

"Go!"

With Chen Yuan's drive, the silver flying knife was like a life-killing knife with space freedom, cutting through the opponent's arm and stabbing towards his neck.

"Hmph...... You want to kill me with your third-level Qi refining cultivation? You don't have that qualification yet. ”

Looking at the blood flowing from his arm, the monk snorted coldly, and at the same time as his eyes widened in anger, his body also began to change, his muscles were congested and swollen, and horns grew on the top of his head.

"Heavenly Demon Gong?"

Chen Yuan retreated quickly, he had seen the power of the Heavenly Demon Skill, a cultivator of the third level of qi refining could be promoted to the fifth level of qi refining out of thin air.

And the monk in front of him has cultivated himself to the fifth layer, and after running the Heavenly Demon Skill......

Chen Yuan didn't dare to imagine, and after quickly retracting the silver flying knife, he turned around and was about to run down the mountain.

With his third-level cultivation of qi refining, with the help of the power of magic weapons, he can fight to a tie with the fifth layer of qi refining, and he does not have the strength to fight at the sixth or even seventh layer of qi refining.

"Boy, you can recognize the Heavenly Demon Skill, even if you still have some knowledge. Your perception is too late, though. The Judge of Hell has come to you. ”

As his rank and strength changed, the monk also became furious, raised his fist, and smashed it towards Chen Yuan.

"Black Turtle Shield, up!"

The Vajra Fu would definitely not be able to withstand the opponent's fist, and Chen Yuan could only use the medium-grade Black Turtle Shield.

Chen Yuan only felt the roar in his ears, and his body flew out for several feet, and the blood gushing in his mouth also came to his mouth.

Obviously, the Black Turtle Shield had inherited most of the strength for him, otherwise, with just this punch, Chen Yuan's bones would have been broken and his meridians would have been completely lost.

If it goes on like this, without three punches, Chen Yuan may still be able to give up his life.

"No, you can't take it passively. After the other party is demonized, the strength increases too much, and only by skillful can it be possible to get out. ”

With a decision in his heart, Chen Yuan stopped running and turned to look at the demonized monk behind him.

The demonized monk has reached at least the sixth level of qi refining, his skin is rough and his flesh is thick, ordinary talismans and magic weapons can hardly hurt each other, even if it is a medium-grade magic weapon, it can only cut through the skin and flesh.

In addition to the two medium-grade magic weapons in Chen Yuan's hands, there were only the Spirit Devouring Sword and the Heart Burning Sword left.

Before he figured out the root cause of the Spirit Devouring Sword's backlash, Chen Yuan didn't dare to use it anymore. The Heart Burning Sword is only a low-grade magic weapon, and in the case of cooperating with the "Heart Burning Formula", it can exert the power of a medium-grade magic weapon at most.

"That's it, let's try it with the Burning Heart Sword. Maybe it will work wonders. ”

Since cultivating the first layer of the "Burning Heart Sword Technique", this was the first time that Chen Yuan had adapted to the Burning Heart Sword in a battle of life and death.

The sword points to the sky, and the flames burn!

When Chen Yuan was about to slash the first type of Flame Sword Slash, he was surprised to discover a strange phenomenon.

After the demonized monk smashed the first punch, since he didn't throw the second punch, he squatted down in pain, his face was pale, and his mouth was foaming, as if the Heavenly Demon Gong had played a counterproductive role.

You, since you use poison. What a despicable means......

The monk raised his right hand in pain, and then lay down in front of Chen Yuan.

A demonic cultivator who was close to the sixth level of qi refining died in front of him so easily, Chen Yuan was still very shocked.

It wasn't long before he figured out why: after the Silver Flying Knife was promoted to the middle grade, he had placed it on the left side of the Yin Yang Ding.

Originally, I thought that the left side of the Yin Yang Ding could only poison the pill, but I didn't expect that it could also make the magic weapon poisonous.

Chen Yuan's face was ecstatic as if he had discovered a new continent, so that he would no longer be afraid of enemies who were one or two levels higher than him.