The flames are blazing.

There seemed to be only two colors left in the valley, gold and red.

Half of the flame and half of the golden light.

"Ahem... Be careful, he... He is very strong, no weaker than the disciples of the Great Sect. ”

Li Qingxuan turned his head when he heard the voice, and saw that Lu Wuji had already sat up strongly.

"I see. ”

As soon as the words fell, a swastika as tall as a person appeared in the golden light on the opposite side and hit the wall of fire on this side.

When Li Qingxuan saw it, a long rainbow shot away unhurriedly.

"Boom. ”

Boom!!!

Changhong dotted on the swastika, and a red lotus burst open!

Then a cyan sun and blue sun collided with the swastika, completely breaking up the swastika that was as tall as the Qi people.

Li Qingxuan didn't spare his hand, and immediately took out a large handful of spiritual talismans from the storage bag and sacrificed them to the monk.

Fireballs, wood thorns, earth spikes, ice blasts and other spells appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, they hit the monk.

"Hmph. ”

The monk snorted coldly, the tin staff shook on the ground, and a huge swastika appeared at the monk's feet again, and the space of the three zhang seemed to turn into a dust-free place.

The spirit runes hit the dustless land as if they were trapped in a ball of cotton, and then they were dissolved one by one.

Li Qingxuan saw this scene and was stunned for a moment, you must know that among the spirit runes that were sacrificed just now, there are still a few second-order spirit runes of the lower grade, although the power of the second-order lower grade spirit runes is not up to the foundation building, but it is also equivalent to the spells released by the eighth-grade monks who practice qi, not to mention, so many spells have been dissolved like this?

The monk saw that Li Qingxuan was stunned, grinning with a bloody mouth, and smiled.

Buddhist Esoteric Method, a dustless land, as long as it is not a powerful enemy within three zhang, almost all attacks will be weakened, not to mention the rootless spell of the spirit rune.

The four-ring tin staff made a gentle sound, and in an instant, the four golden rings broke off the tin rod and turned into four streamers, breaking through the air.

The Red Lotus Sword flew through and landed on one of the gold rings.

"A series of explosions. ”

Boom!!!!

The golden ring was knocked away by the powerful critical strike of the flying sword.

The red flying sword kept shuttling through the remaining three golden rings, and dozens of red sword shadows hit the golden rings, clanging.

Suddenly, Li Qingxuan felt a little bad and fixed his eyes.

Not good!!!

A golden rainbow came with the sound of an air explosion.

The golden dot that slowly grew larger in Li Qingxuan's eyes seemed to be urging him to come, and without hesitation, he released the Xuanling Shield and stood in front of him.

Boom!!!!

The golden rainbow collided with the Xuanling Shield, which was already riddled with holes, and there was another click, and after this time, the Xuanling Shield was afraid that it would be completely scrapped.

But the tattered Xuanling Shield made Li Qingxuan see clearly what the golden rainbow was, a tin staff, to be precise, the one in the monk's hand.

Li Qingxuan quickly placed several defensive spirit runes around his body, among which there was also a second-order mid-grade spirit rune equivalent to the ninth level of qi training.

Smack!!

The Xuanling Shield was completely shattered.

It's just that the tin staff that shattered the Xuanling Shield did not continue to attack, but flew into the air above his head, and the head of the staff was aimed at the top of Li Qingxuan's head.

Looking at the tin staff above his head, Li Qingxuan secretly swallowed his saliva, pinched the seal with both hands, and the big sun Qingyang with a wheel went straight to the tin staff.

When the monk saw it, he sneered, raised his hands above his head, and pressed down fiercely.

Of course, this is not, just to say. ）

A swastika appeared at the head of the staff, and the tin staff pressed down fiercely with the swastika.

The big sun and the swastika came together.

The cyan fireball began to flatten, as if it was about to shatter.

No, it's not ordinary, it's just, the Great Sun Qingyang can't be stopped at all, even if it is the Great Sun Qingyang that Li Qingxuan used all his strength to show.

Sou!

Li Qingxuan made sword fingers with both hands and summoned the white light sword.

The three-inch small sword was three feet long and head-on.

Bite!!!!

The tip of the sword pierced directly into the center of the swastika, and it seemed that only gold and silver of the sword were left between the top and bottom.

"Ah!!!!h

Li Qingxuan shouted, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, waved his hand, and waved the essence blood onto the white light sword, his hands kept changing his handprint, and the silver-white white light sword absorbed the essence blood and turned into light red.

The power of the white light sword increased greatly, and the blade burst out with Dao sword light, as if it was about to stab everything in front of it.

The imagination is beautiful, the reality is skinny.

There was a slight crack in the swastika on the top of the staff, but that was all.

When the monk saw this scene, he sneered again and again in his heart, "My ability is on this swastika, if it is so easy to be broken, then it is better to take a piece of tofu and kill it and go directly to the Buddha." ”

The light red and white lightsaber pressed by the swastika slowly descended, and Li Qingxuan's hands began to tremble, not only those hands, but Li Qingxuan's entire body began to tremble.

The skin on the fingers began to burst open, becoming a blur of flesh and blood, blood dripping down, and the bloodshot eyes stared at the sword and staff above his head, but he was secretly scolding Han Xiaoyu in his heart.

"Gan!! you two, it's too useless, right??In the late stage of Qi training, the two of them couldn't fight him to die with a serious injury?"

scolded secretly in his heart, but he kept in his hands, and grabbed the last seven chapters of spirit runes, the weakest of these seven spirit runes are all first-order high-grade spirit runes, and the strongest is the second-order middle-grade spirit runes, which are only a line away from the second-order high-grade spirit runes that are equivalent to a blow to the foundation.

Bang bang!!!

Seven explosions slammed into the swastika.

The tin staff was swayed by the last seven spirit runes, and the slightest crack in the swastika began to expand.

When Li Qingxuan saw it, the spiritual power was transferred to the white light sword without asking for money.

The white light saber exploded with sword light again, and the sword light swept away the air on both sides of the blade, however, it was not soft.

The white light saber turned into dozens of sword lights, bypassing the swastika, like a tin rod slashing away, but... The golden light around the tin staff stopped the sword light.

"!!!!"

Li Qingxuan was completely speechless.

"You forced me. ”

Li Qingxuan gritted his teeth and spit out another mouthful of essence blood on the white light sword.

After spitting out this mouthful of essence blood, Li Qingxuan's face became even paler, the sides of his cheeks were deeply sunken, and his body couldn't help shaking.

The blood-drenched palms slapped hard and closed together.

"Exploding !!!"

Boom!!!!!

A deep pit appeared in its place.

The huge impact instantly exploded towards the swastika golden seal, shattering it, and throwing the tin staff and Li Qingxuan below it flying.

The self-detonation of a first-order supreme magic weapon with the essence blood of a late-stage Qi cultivation monk was no less than a blow from a powerful foundation-building monk.

The shattering of the swastika gold seal made the monk's internal organs roll, and he couldn't suppress it and squirted a mouthful of blood, and the explosion of the air wave threw Li Qingxuan on the mountain on one side, deeply recessed, if it weren't for the defense talisman that had been arranged in advance at the end, Li Qingxuan's position in the center of the explosion, I am afraid that he would die in an instant.

Without the blessing of the master's spiritual power, the golden ring and the red lotus sword that were still fighting just now also stopped, and the red lotus sword was hit not far from the monk by the final blow of the golden ring.

"Hehe, hehe, hahahahahaha!"

The monk's originally low laughter was no longer suppressed, and he laughed wildly.

"Donor, the little monk will recite the mantra for you. ”

After that, it is necessary to sacrifice the last spiritual power and completely solve the three of them.

"Slow !!"

The monk's movements paused, and he turned his head to look at Lu Wuji, who was sitting up strongly, and the raised palm was lowered again, and his hands were folded in front of his chest.

"Do you have any last words from the donor?"

"Ahem. Lu Wuji coughed twice and said, "Do you know who we are? My father is Lu Zhenren of Chaoge City, Xiaoyu's grandfather is the master of the Qingyang Sect's General Affairs Hall, and Qingxuan is the only relative of the Qingyang Sect's Taishang Elder Jin Zhenren, have you thought about the consequences of killing us? If you don't move us now, we promise not to trouble you." ”

After hearing this, the monk narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head and pondered.

After a while, the monk suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth that was bleeding and said: "You all died here, who knows that I killed you?" After killing you, I will leave, leaving the Song Kingdom, the southern Xinjiang is so big, the world is so big, don't say that Jindan is a real person, even the ancestor of the Yuan Infant can't find me." ”

The monk's originally handsome face began to become hideous, and with the blood on that face, it was even more terrifying.

"Hmph, then you can try the methods of Jindan Zhenren, see if they know who killed them, and see if you can get out of the Song Kingdom. After Lu Wuji finished speaking, he stopped saying nothing and closed his eyes.

The monk began to hesitate, he didn't know the means of Jin Dan Zhenren, and he didn't dare to gamble, but as a result of his own half-death, he let them go, and he was unwilling.

Suddenly, the monk's heart was crossed, you know, even if they let them go now, they will not necessarily let go of themselves, these words of the second generation are the most untrustworthy, it is better to fight, spell Jindan real people can't find themselves.

The monk took two steps forward, and then all the spiritual power was infused into the tin staff, ready to solve the three of them.

Suddenly, a red light flashed.

Puff!!!

It was the sound of cutting flesh.

There was a thud, and it was the sound of a head falling to the ground.