Qin Yan was using two purposes at this time, and the opportunity was rare, while he borrowed the power of heavenly thunder to temper his meridian bones, he separated a part of his divine thoughts, and paid attention to every move in the outside world.

Qin Yan saw the dispute between the three old monsters in the infancy stage, and for a while, he couldn't cry or laugh, and his head was as big as a fight.

Treasure?

Qin Yan never thought that one day, he would be regarded as a treasure?

It also attracted several ancestors to fight.

It really made him not know whether to laugh or cry.

But trouble is certain.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses for a while.

I'm afraid it's not easy to get out by yourself.

Thinking of this, Qin Yan sighed, his face extremely gloomy.

However, the matter has come to this point, and there is no use in being depressed, the top priority is to refine the power of the heavenly thunder as soon as possible, on the one hand, let yourself turn the danger into safety, turn the danger into a disaster, on the other hand, borrowing the power of the heavenly thunder to quench the body, it is also a great benefit for yourself, and you can enhance your strength.

Only when the strength is strong, maybe there is a chance to escape from under the noses of several primordial old monsters, this thought turned in his mind, and Qin Yan no longer continued to pay attention to the outside world.

It's useless to think too much, how to resolve and use the power of heavenly thunder at this moment is the first thing you should consider.

......

Qin Yan's side did not mention the situation.

At this moment, the three Infant Ancestors have been in a mess.

As time passed, it became more and more intense and dangerous, but none of the three refused to back down.

The ancestors are all well-informed, but such a precious and strange treasure in front of them, not to mention before, has never even heard of it, and its value may be far beyond imagination.

Not to mention anything else, just seeing that he was able to absorb the power of the Heavenly Tribulation made the three of them speechless.

If such a treasure is obtained, it may not only be able to enhance their strength, but it may also bring them greater changes, such as increasing their cultivation speed and breaking through bottlenecks.

It may sound incredible, but it's all possible.

Even, further, maybe it will be of great help to them in the future when they cultivate to the stage of transforming into gods.

Although these are all speculations, from the eyes of the three of them, they feel that it may not be impossible.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if this treasure is not as mysterious as they imagined, but it is precious and abnormal, but there is no need to doubt it at all.

With such a cognition in their hearts, where do the three of them have the reason to give up, the opportunity is rare, the road to cultivating immortals is full of twists and turns, if you want to go further, you have to fight, compete for opportunities, and compete for treasures.

If you don't even have this kind of brave and upward heart, then don't cultivate immortals.

This is true for the little monks who have just entered the Immortal Dao, and for these old monsters at the level of Yuan Infant, in fact, the truth has not changed.

Wealth and danger are sought!

All three of them understood that it was not easy to win, but they all did their best.

Rumble!

A loud bang came to the ears.

The blue-robed old man screamed miserably, his defense was broken, and at the moment of crisis, he barely put his body to the side, although he narrowly avoided the vital point, but his left shoulder was still hit by a fist-sized ball of light.

It was not an ordinary ball of light, but a trick used by the Ancestor to simplify the complex, and the spiritual power contained in it was enough to turn a mountain peak thousands of feet high into powder.

With such a huge amount of energy, compressed into a ball of light the size of your fist, how powerful it is is naturally conceivable.

The blue-robed old man screamed miserably, and his left shoulder was already a blur of flesh and blood.

His face turned pale, and he hurriedly took out a healing pill from his arms, without the slightest hesitation, as soon as he raised his head, he swallowed it into his stomach.

At the same time, the wrist was flipped, and the pill bottle disappeared, replaced by a spirit rune, which reached his ears with a "snap", and the spirit rune had been patted on his shoulder.

The talismans are broad and profound, and the spirit runes made by immortal cultivators are not only used to fight the enemy, or to arrange formations.

There are many other wonderful uses for it.

For example, there are auxiliary cultivation, and even healing.

I saw him slap this spirit rune on his shoulder, and the speed of bleeding from the wound suddenly slowed down a lot, and the originally serious injury recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blue-robed old man's face looked much better.

Just now, he fought hard with the old woman, so he was injured, but fortunately, the other party was not happy, at this time, he was also spitting blood, his face was pale, and he quickly stopped to treat the injury, where is there a chance to continue to attack?

However, it was not only the two of them who fought this time, the old man in the soap robe saw that it was cheap, and naturally refused to miss such a good opportunity.

There was a sinister smile on his face.

Raise your right hand.

Towards the treasure he had sacrificed, he pointed forward.

"Hurry!"

Before the words fell, the sound of breaking the air was loud, but it was a square heaven painting halberd with a foot long, and the surface was full of inspiration, and it slashed out towards him viciously.

"Fall into the well. ”

The blue-robed old man cursed secretly.

But there is also some helplessness, in fact, if he is himself, in the face of such a situation, he will definitely do this, there has never been a fair duel in the immortal cultivation world, unless it is a competition between disciples of the same generation in the immortal gate, of course, there are still some rules.

As for going out to compete for treasures, it is to do everything, how to win is the most important thing, as for whether the public is unfair or not, no one cares.

So although his face was full of indignation, there was actually no surprise in his heart, and he had been on guard against this situation.

Therefore, although he secretly shouted bad luck, he was not surprised, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, he sacrificed a treasure, like the Fang Tian painting halberd, and he himself, this retreated.

I just got injured, so of course I won't choose to fight hard with the other party.

This thought turned in his mind, and his response was definitely not half a problem, after all, the Yuanying Ancestor, who had not experienced countless bloody storms, and the experience of fighting was naturally very rich.

However, there was no problem in dealing with it, but at this moment, a change broke out.

The halberd was only halfway flew, and suddenly changed its direction and swept towards the old woman on the side.

The attack just now was just a false move.

That's what he's really for.

"You ......"

The old woman was shocked and angry, she was injured, in fact, it was more serious than the old man in the blue robe, she was actually on guard just now, and she was glad to see that the person surnamed Lu did not attack her.

I didn't expect the other party to play such a trick.

I was furious in my heart.

This is to treat yourself as a soft persimmon.

She snorted coldly, a trace of hideous color flashed on her face, and she threw out the crutches in her hand with a clear drink.

The crutch flashed red, and after flying halfway, it blurred slightly, and turned into a hideous spider the size of an attic.

Dance with both front paws.

Sneer......

Countless light blades the size of a few zhang suddenly appeared in the air and slashed towards the old man in the soap robe.