The barbarian storage bag that was electrocuted by Tian Qing didn't have many things, only a giant iron hammer, a giant shield, and the big iron ball. If you count the spiritual weapons of those low-level disciples who attacked him with Tian Qing in the formation collected by this barbarian, there are only seven or eight kinds. However, these spiritual weapons are not satisfactory, most of them are low-level spiritual weapons, only one is a medium-level spiritual weapon, and as for the high-level and top-level spiritual weapons, there is none.

Tian Qing was a little disappointed when he saw this, and he was still looking forward to finding a great treasure from this storage bag! Unexpectedly, there was only this thing, the giant shield, the giant iron hammer, and the big iron ball were extremely heavy, Tian Qing couldn't pick it up at all, let alone urge the enemy to defend against it. As for the spirit weapon of the low-level disciple, the power is not as powerful as Tian Qing's current palm thunder.

"Huh! No, there's still something!" Tian Qing was overjoyed, and turned the palm-sized leather bag upside down, and a delicate animal skin appeared in his hand.

The hides are so smooth that they were left behind by the slaughter of some animal. Tian Qing unfolded the animal skin, which was a total of one foot square, and was engraved with dense small characters and exquisite patterns.

"Practice physical skills!" Tian Qing was happy. However, the joy was fleeting, and Tian Qing's face turned solemn again.

He unleashed a fireball that burned the barbarian's storage bag to ashes, and then carefully placed the hide in his storage bag.

Then, his body crackled and exploded, and he grew more than a foot taller out of thin air. And the muscles of the body are also intertwined, and they look extremely strong.

This is exactly what Tian Qing looked like when he used the 'Myriad Mimicry Technique', and he had turned into the appearance of the barbarian he had killed.

Then, Tian Qing summoned the small boat spirit weapon, stepped on it and slowly lifted into the air, until the small boat could fly to the highest sky.

It is already more than 3,000 zhang away from the ground, and if you look at Tian Qing with the naked eye on the ground, you can't see it at all.

There is already a 'gang wind' in the air at a height of 3,000 zhang, and it is a kind of fierce wind that can only appear at high altitudes. Tian Qing's position of 3,000 zhang is the edge of the lowest layer of Gangfeng, if he flies up and really enters the Gangfeng layer, he will face the fate of the boat being destroyed and people killed.

According to legend, only the old monsters in the god transformation period can travel safely and soundly in the sky, thousands of miles a day.

A trace of wind blew on Tian Qing's face, and a trace of blood instantly appeared on Tian Qing's face, accompanied by a hot pain.

He didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly slapped a high-level defense talisman on his body.

Sure enough, this time it was much better, and the wind blew on the protective layer formed by the talisman, and it had no effect on Tian Qing.

Tian Qing was overjoyed, and with a fierce urge of spiritual power, the boat galloped towards Qingyuanguan.

While maximizing his divine sense, he constantly monitored everything around him, and at the same time, he held the spirit stone tightly in his hand, so that the mana in his body could reach a saturated state at any time.

However, sweeping his divine consciousness from such a high altitude, Tian Qing could only release all his divine consciousness, and he could barely sweep it to the ground.

Flying all the way, Tian Qing became more and more frightened.

He'd already spotted seven or eight teams of barbarians. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level was a barbarian in the late stage of foundation building, while the rest were a group of low-level barbarians in the Qi cultivation stage.

Tian Qing just swept his divine sense roughly at the barbarian in the late stage of foundation building, and he noticed it, and the barbarian roared angrily and kept looking around.

The barbarian scolded in place for a long time, but he didn't find anyone who swept him with his divine sense, so he stomped his feet angrily and left.

Tian Qing was also startled, and hurriedly made a turn in the air and flew diagonally in another direction.

"Could it be that their divine sense is not good?" Tian Qing faintly had an idea.

Tian Qing's expectation was really right.

The way barbarians break through the cultivation realm actually contains a hint of opportunistic elements. It is a cultivation method that forcibly breaks through the bottleneck after the strength of the physical body is strong to a certain extent.

This also brings all kinds of drawbacks.

First of all, it is a monk whose mana is not as good as the order. It's only about one-third of the monks of the same rank. The second is the divine sense, the barbarian body is strong, but the divine soul is fragile, and often the barbarian's divine sense is nearly half worse than that of the monks of the same level.

Therefore, the barbarian who was swept by Tian Qing's divine sense only felt that someone was sweeping him, and he could not detect the direction of his divine sense.

Quli turns a corner, and it is only more than 500 miles away from Qingyuan Temple.

Suddenly, a black dot appeared in the sky. Tian Qing was startled and looked at it. The small black dot was suspended quietly in the air, as if it was motionless.

Tian Qing was slightly curious and flew towards the small black dot.

After a cup of tea, Tian Qing flew out more than 100 miles again, and the small black dots gradually grew bigger.

Oh my God, it's a small black dot, but a huge black ship suspended from the sky!

This ship is a thousand feet in size, with layers of towers, sides, and sails on it, criss-crossing and magnificent!

After Tian Qing saw the appearance of the big ship, he didn't dare to approach it at all. This barbarian descended from the sky, and I am afraid that it has nothing to do with this big ship!

He was now more than three hundred miles away from the big ships. God knows if there is a divine sense in this that can detect the masters of three hundred miles!

Tian Qing didn't dare to stay, turned his direction slightly, and flew towards Qingyuanguan again.

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In a valley, more than a dozen Qi Cultivation Cultivators fought with seven or eight Qi Cultivation Barbarians. Due to the extremely strong combat effectiveness of the barbarians, it is difficult to distinguish between the two.

Although it was difficult for the two to win or lose for a while, the monks were anxious, trying their best to get rid of the entanglement of the barbarians, but it seemed to be of no avail, and they also knew that they could only go separately, and if they were dragged for a while and a half, they might not be able to leave.

So one of them shouted: "Senior brothers, don't entangle with these weirdos, leave separately, and go to Ranzawa Mountain to make peace when the time comes!"

Suddenly, everyone dispersed, and the barbarians staggered for a moment and chased after each other.

"Senior Sister Liu, you go first, the younger brother's earth escape technique is quite mysterious, and it is impossible for those two monsters to catch up with me!" A handsome and dashing, graceful, sunny and handsome young monk glanced at the person chasing behind him, and said to a young female cultivator next to him.

"Ah, how can this work? Brother Wang Yuan, sister is worried about you!" the young female cultivator said with a blushing face at this moment of crisis.

This handsome young man turned out to be Wang Yuan, who had a competition with Tian Qing back then.

"If you want to go, you will go!" Wang Yuan shouted angrily.

"It's... This is not good" The young female cultivator secretly glanced at Wang Yuan's face, which looked even more handsome because of her anger, and felt that her face was even hotter, and she whispered.

When Wang Yuan saw this scene, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a hint of mockery.

"Senior sister, actually... Younger brother.. Early.... Come here, I'm embarrassed to say," Wang Yuan stammered.

The young female cultivator was overjoyed and hurriedly walked up to Wang Yuan.

"What's the word... Senior sister I.. Concubine..."The young female cultivator said delicately. She even closed her eyes and waited silently for something.

But as soon as she walked to Wang Yuan's side, she felt a gust of wind mixed with the yellow sand in the sky, she opened her eyes with difficulty, and Wang Yuan's handsome face smiled evilly at her, and turned into a jade talisman full of cracks.

The next moment she was greeted by a huge fist.

A beautiful blood flower bloomed, and the young nun burst out with the last vitality of her life.

And Wang Yuan, who had already run a thousand feet away, muttered: "Hehe, fool! But it's a pity, the stand-in jade talisman given by the master is used up here."

He didn't hesitate at all, the yellow light on his body flashed, and he actually escaped into the ground and left.