"Hahaha, this magic bell is finally mine. "Suddenly, above the thorns in the center of the formation, a person appeared, forty or fifty years old, dressed in black, with black stripes on his face. With an excited face, he was holding the box that the young monk had just thrown away.

"It's you!" Brother Lu, who was about to wake people up, was startled and looked up at the man.

"Do you know?" asked Yi Qing.

He ...... He was the one who had just been in the Treasure Pavilion and was bidding for magic weapons with me. The monk glanced at the black stripes on the other party's face and shrank back, "I didn't expect that he was actually a demon cultivator." ”

"Hmph, stinky boy!" the demon cultivator took out a bell-like magic weapon from the box and glared at the young monk, "This magic sound bell should be a magic magic weapon, even if you are a kid who practices qi, you dare to grab it from this seat." ”

"You are talking nonsense, the magic weapon is not a spiritual weapon, and there is no need to recognize the master. I obviously bought it. ”

"If you have a life to buy it, it depends on whether you have a life to use it!" The demon cultivator waved his hand, and the large thorns rose wildly again, waving and pumping it towards this side.

Yi Qing rushed directly into the thorns, his sword moves changed, and he suddenly saw thousands of sword lights swimming in a green thorn, as if he had come to life. In less than a moment's time, the originally dense vines were all cut into small pieces and fell down.

"You're Brother Jindan!" Demon Xiu frowned, his face was full of jealousy, and he glared at Brother Lu who was not far away, "Stinky boy, I didn't expect you to invite Brother Jindan to escort you." It's a pity......" He sneered with a quick seal in his hand, "You meet me, and you are destined to die here." ”

The next moment, the formation on the ground turned red, and a large amount of black gas suddenly emanated from those felled thorn vines, and in an instant, the entire bamboo forest was lost, and a biting chill eroded the surroundings.

"It's Yin Qi!" Yi Qing's sword tightened, and he turned his head back and reminded, "Stand back, close your five senses, and prevent Yin Qi from entering your body." ”

Brother Lu hurriedly complied, and while setting up a simple defensive formation, he reminded the woman next to him, "Daoist friends fast forward formation, the yin qi is not trivial. ”

However...... He was still snoring.

“......”

Still...... Still...... Still sleeping, how the hell did she get all the way here!

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The surroundings covered with yin qi have already darkened a lot, but in the middle of the demon cultivation formation, more thorns have grown wildly again, and with the black qi shielding, the opponent's attack has become more and more fierce. Yi Qing cut off a few thorns, but found that the other party's was heading directly towards the two people behind.

It seems that this demon cultivator is not only to seize the treasure, he really wants to kill the monk surnamed Lu. Yi Qing frowned, and did not reserve it, mobilizing the aura of his whole body. As soon as the move changed, the sword qi turned into shape, and in an instant, dozens of swords made of spiritual qi appeared around the body, turning into thousands of sword lights, directly breaking through the formation, cutting a large area of thorns and those black qi together, and smashing them.

The formation under his feet suddenly cracked with a click, and the demon cultivator opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Yi Qing in disbelief, "How is this possible, my Yin Gathering Array......!" You are a sword cultivator!" Obviously, his cultivation is above him, and with this formation, it is impossible for him to win against him. Unless the opponent is a sword cultivator, only a sword cultivator can challenge the level.

Sword cultivation is the way of the sword, the blade in the hand, and the sword intent in the heart. It doesn't rely on any spells and pills, and focuses on cultivation. Therefore, it has always been stronger than the monks of the same rank. Therefore, it is more than a hundred times more difficult to advance than other monks. It was so rare that he didn't expect him to bump into it, and it was also a sword cultivator in the Jindan period.

"Sword cultivation, Yi Qing. Yi Qingdao.

"Yiqing!" The other party was startled again, as if he had thought of something, and his face turned pale, "You, you...... You just killed Rui Mi's sword cultivator!" His expression changed, and he didn't care about the other party's answer, he swung out a palm vigorously, turning into a ball of skeleton-like black qi and attacking, but he turned around and fled.

Yi Qing's sword move changed, and a sword split the black qi, and the spirit sword around him galloped out, brushing Lala and chasing out in the direction of the demon cultivator's escape, and instantly formed a sword formation around the other party, directly trapping people in the middle.

The demon cultivator panicked, desperately trying to break through the sword formation but to no avail, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, he looked at Yi Qing who was flying close in horror, and hurriedly threw out the magic weapon in his hand, "Give it to ...... Here you go! I don't want it. Anyway, you're fine, spare me, I'm just a ghost for a while, and I won't dare next time. Please!"

"You're a demon cultivator. Yi Qing approached step by step, without a trace of emotion on his face, "This is not the first time you have killed people and seized treasures. If I let you go, won't I help you to be abused?

After speaking, he raised his sword, and the sword light around him was great, and thousands of sword qi rushed towards the array.

"No, don't!" Demon Xiu shouted in horror, seeing that he was about to be strangled by the sword qi, suddenly a bell rang, and the bell magic weapon that he threw out flew up and rushed directly towards Yi Qing's back.

"Daojun be careful!" Brother Lu exclaimed.

As soon as Yi Qing's sword stopped, he reflexively turned around and split the magic weapon with a sword, but the demon cultivator in the formation suddenly broke out of the formation and slapped him in the chest with a palm, although he didn't hit it, he directly grabbed something.

Not good!

"Soul Eater!"

"Hahahahaha...... The black qi on the demon cultivator's body was sheng, and he rushed out of the sword formation directly, holding the soul devouring banner in his hand, "It really didn't take any effort to get it." ”

The man laughed even more wildly, with a look of excitement on his face, "I just wanted to grab a small magic weapon, but I didn't expect to see this flag." You're stupid enough to carry it with you! I really think this sword array can trap me!"

He had just done it on purpose, pretending to be trapped by the sword formation, and threw out the magic sound bell to sneak up on him. The purpose is actually the Soul Eater Banner on his body!

Yi Qing's brows furrowed, he was too careless, although the banner had been sealed, there would still be ghost qi overflowing. Originally, he thought that he could just control the ghost energy on the banner with his aura, so as not to harm others. But he forgot that no matter how weak the ghost qi was, ordinary monks couldn't feel it, but demon cultivators could see it at a glance.

"Let go of the Soul Eater!"

"Let go?" Demon Xiu sneered, "You think I'm that fool Rui Mi! With such a treasure in hand, I can still defeat you! What about Sword Cultivation, I'm going to take your sacrificial flag today!" After speaking, he summoned a yin qi and slapped it directly at the seal on the flag.

"Stop!" Yi Qingfei stepped forward to stop it, but it was too late, the seal he laid on the flag shattered in response, the golden talisman shattered into tens of thousands of pieces, and the rich ghost qi suddenly gushed out, and the temperature plummeted.

"Hahaha, the Soul Eater Banner is mine!" Demon Xiu laughed louder and louder, his eyes widened, and he looked excitedly at the ghosts around him, "From now on, no one under the god will be my opponent, driven by ten thousand ghosts, I ...... Poof!" Before he could finish his words, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the situation changed abruptly.

On his chest, at some point, suddenly there was an extra claw. The claw had no solid shape, it was made of black qi, but it penetrated directly through his chest, and the palm of his hand was holding a heart that had not stopped beating.

Demon Xiu lowered his head in a daze, looking at the beating heart, as if he hadn't reacted yet, but the next moment the claws were tight, and he directly pinched the bloody heart.

"Ghost ...... "The demon cultivator said the last sentence, still keeping his eyes wide open, and fell straight from the sky, completely out of breath.