The purple-clothed monk's face suddenly became gloomy, and he snorted with a hooked nose, exuding an oppressive aura all over his body. He was extremely annoyed in his heart, the monk in Tsing Yi in front of him not only lost his face, but also killed a close brother of his ancient artifact sect, no matter what, he couldn't let go of this monk in Tsing Yi.

Ye Qin showed a disapproving look on the surface, calm and composed, but he was extremely cautious in his heart. The four people in front of him, the veiled girl of Qingdanmen, the two golden-clothed monks, and the purple-clothed monks, none of them are easy to mess with. If it were normal times, he, an ordinary monk with no name, would be afraid that it would be difficult to even meet them, let alone be an enemy of them. It is only in this cave trial place, in the chaotic killing field, that it will be encountered unexpectedly.

Ye Qin controlled the Soul Bell to suppress the purple knife, and put one hand on the storage bag, ready to respond at any time.

As for whether he could save this masked girl from the hands of the three people in front of him, he was not sure in his heart, so he could only do his best. If he can save it, he will save it, and if he can't save it, he has no choice but to run away, after all, he doesn't want to put himself in for this senior sister.

Ye Qin is considering countermeasures.

The purple-clothed monk couldn't hold it back, and his eyes were full of fierceness. He slapped the storage bag on his waist, and two low-level magic weapons flew out, one of which was a cyan bundle of immortal ropes, and the other was a small green sword, and he rushed towards Ye Qin at the same time.

"I'm going to see what kind of skills you rely on to take Yu Yu down! Take me three magic weapons!"

Since a purple knife magic weapon could not defeat this Tsing Yi monk, he could only rely on the number of magic weapons to win. The purple-clothed monk had a fierce face, pinched the law with his hand, and at the same time slammed three magic weapons and attacked Ye Qin.

Ye Qin stopped talking, his eyes were cold, and he released a red gourd and a blue Xuanyin sword from the storage bag, and separately met the bundle of immortal ropes and green small swords. Give your full attention and take control.

Facing the purple-clothed monk of this ancient artifact gate, he had no reservations and took out his remaining three magic weapons.

To tell the truth, if the purple-clothed monk released one or two more magic weapons, or if the two golden-clothed monks also joined in, he would immediately turn around and flee without hesitation. He dared to take the risk of fighting an evenly matched opponent, but he would never be stupid enough to fight against a monk who was several times stronger than himself.

However, to Ye Qin's relief, the purple-clothed monk only seemed to have these three magic weapons. And the two golden-clothed monks never moved, they focused more on the veiled girl, and did not look at Ye Qin and the purple-clothed monk much. I am afraid that in the eyes of these two golden-clothed monks, the threat posed by the veiled girl is much higher than that of Ye Qin, a monk in Tsing Yi who is of unknown origin.

In an instant, the six magic weapons, the Soul Bell, the Xuanyin Sword, the Red Gourd, and the Purple Knife, the Bundle Immortal Rope, and the Green Small Sword, turned into six rainbows of various colors, fighting in mid-air in the cave stone chamber, tearing endlessly.

An incomparably astonishing aura of mana filled the entire stone chamber.

Even the veiled girl and the two golden-clad monks couldn't help but look at them in surprise.

Seeing that Ye Qin had also played three magic weapons, he was not at all weak, his face changed, and he immediately complained bitterly, and he noticed that something was wrong. He never expected that this extremely ordinary monk in Tsing Yi would carry so many magic weapons.

Every time you hit an additional magic weapon, the attack power will naturally increase greatly. However, the consumption of mana must also increase greatly with the number of magic weapons. The most important thing is that the magic weapon is not to use as much as you want, but there are great restrictions.

The outcome of a fierce battle between monks is determined by three most direct factors: one magic weapon, two mana, and three divine senses.

The first is the ritual weapon.

The class and number of ritual artifacts are equally important.

The hierarchy of magic weapons is divided into four grades: low-level, middle-level, high-level, and top-level. The more high-end the magic weapon, the stronger it is.

However, a cultivator in the Qi Refining Period could only barely activate low-level magic weapons with lower power, and could not use magic weapons above the middle level at all. That kind of high-level magic weapon with infinite power and overwhelming mountains and seas, even if all the mana of the Qi refining period cultivator was drained, it would not be able to be activated. It's also a waste in your hand.

In addition, the magic weapon also has the effect of the five elements being mutually reinforcing. The vast majority of ritual vessels, according to their materials, have a surname of the five elements, or a surname after the mutation of the five elements. There are only a very few magic weapons, which are not among the five elements, such as ghost weapons and poison weapons.

The number of magic weapons also determines victory or defeat.

A monk with one more artifact is usually cheaper than one with one less.

The second is mana.

The amount of mana that the monk injects into the magic weapon directly determines the power of the magic weapon. The more mana a monk has in his body, the longer he can use the magic weapon.

Take the Xuanyin Sword in Ye Qin's hand and the small green sword in the hands of the purple-clothed monk, the two flying swords are both low-level magic weapons, and their power is about the same. Whoever instilled more mana into the sword between Ye Qin and the purple-clothed monk would have greater power than that magic weapon.

The third is divine consciousness.

Divine consciousness is the key to controlling the magic weapon, directing the attack of the magic weapon, and carrying out subtle control. The strength of the divine consciousness directly determines the strength of the control power. The stronger the subtle control ability, the greater the effect of the magic weapon. Under normal circumstances, monks of the same level have similar divine senses. The monks of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period are a little higher than the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

Each monk's consciousness is not infinitely overdrawn, it is also consumed. If you indulge multiple magic weapons at the same time, you will be extremely tired and even damage the original spirit. However, the divine consciousness can be expanded through some rare special exercises.

Qi refining stage cultivators' divine senses are usually weak, and it is already extremely difficult to use three or four magic weapons at the same time.

This was the reason why the Friar was so annoyed.

In terms of magic weapons, the power of the three magic weapons in his hand is not higher than the three magic weapons in Ye Qin's hands, and the number is also comparable. In terms of mana, most of his mana has already been consumed on the way to chase the veiled girl, where can he compare to this Qingdanmen monk who has just arrived. It's just that his divine sense is stronger, but it's not much stronger.

As a result, after the confrontation again, he did not take advantage of anything at all. He, Lei Hao, has always been arrogant, and he has always been arrogant, and he has never taken the ordinary Qi refining stage disciples of this sect and other sects in his eyes.

But now at the most critical time for this girl to capture the veil, there can be no mistake at all, but a disciple of the Qingdan Sect has appeared to suppress him. It made him feel so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He urged the three magic weapons with all his might. The purple knife bloomed with a fierce glow, and desperately slashed at the dementor bell, trying to smash the dementor bell. The small green sword is the secondary attack. The bundle of immortals roamed around quickly, looking for an opportunity, wanting to tie up Ye Qin.

How could Ye Qin get his wish!

At first, he was still a little in a hurry, but he soon felt that although the three magic weapons of the purple-clothed monk were imposing, they had a feeling of being strong on the outside and dry on the outside. Not only did he block the three magic weapons, but he could also force back a few points.

Ye Qin and the purple-clothed monk were dozens of zhang away, and six magic weapons were fighting each other in the middle of them.

Ye Qin turned his heart sideways, simply pressed it, pressed the strongest defensive soul bell against the purple knife, and used a blunt magic weapon to resist the sharp magic weapon. The Soul Bell and the Purple Knife made a rapid crashing sound, and although the Purple Knife was extremely sharp, it could not shatter the round Soul Bell.

The Xuanyin Sword entangled the small green sword. The red gourd guards the bundle of immortals and does not let the bundle of immortals get close to them. The three magic weapons pressed wildly with brute force at the same time, crossed the middle line, and forced the purple-clothed monk foot by foot.

Although the purple-clothed monk had some flexible and small techniques to control the magic weapon, under Ye Qin's brute force, he could not use it at all. He had to control the magic weapon to block it, and once he let go, all three magic weapons would hit him at the same time.

After only a few moments, the purple-clothed monk was in a hurry, his face was purple, and he was about to lose it.

To support these three magic weapons, too much mana is needed and consumed too quickly.

The three magic weapons were pressed within a few feet of the purple-clothed monk, and the purple-clothed monk's expression became more and more frightened, to the point of despair, and he pumped mana to the magic weapon, trying to resist it, but the green tendons burst out, his neck was thickened, and he was panting rapidly.

The golden-clothed monk who was near the purple-clothed monk saw that the purple-clothed monk was cornered, but he cried out in his heart and did not dare to rescue him. An even more fatal veiled girl was staring at the two of them with cold eyes, and once a flaw was revealed, it would attract a fatal attack from this Qingdanmen senior sister.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The purple-clothed monk, whose mana was completely depleted, could no longer stop Ye Qin's three magic weapons. The bell slammed into the Friar's chest, and the Friar's entire ribcage collapsed against the walls of the solid rock.

The purple-robed monk looked at his chest in disbelief and fell limply to the ground.

The two golden-clothed monks looked at the purple-clothed monk in horror. "Senior Brother Lei~, dead!" They looked at each other in shock, and the last trace of luck in their hearts disappeared, not daring to stay here any longer, the magic weapon in their hands hit the girl in the veil at the same time, and fled towards the cave stone room with a very tacit understanding. Even if you lose the magic weapon, it is not as important as saving your surname, and it is not too late to get another magic weapon later.

The veiled girl condensed the last of her mana, and a cold light shot out.

Then, the icy light split in two. The two golden-clothed monks threw at her, and the magic weapon that was not controlled by the master was directly knocked away by two cold rays of light. Then, they spun around and chased after the Goldenfriar.

Poof!

One of the friars, screaming, was shot through the back of the heart. When the other golden-clothed monk heard the screams, he was even more frightened, and without even looking back, he held back his strength and rushed frantically towards the cave outside the stone room.

"Don't let him escape!"

After the veiled girl shot a golden-clothed monk, she lost her strength and whispered very weakly.

Ye Qin took back the three magic weapons, glanced at the veiled girl, and immediately flapped the winged spirit weapon, and used a sky-breaking flash to chase after the golden-clothed monk. Kill all the disciples of these ancient artifact sects, and leave no trouble, so as not to cause trouble.

After half a burnt of incense, he returned to the cave chamber with the golden-robed monk's storage bag in his hand. The stone chamber had long since fallen silent, leaving only four or five corpses. There were also six or seven low-level magic weapons, all of which were thrown on the ground and left no one to pay attention to.

The delicate body of the veiled girl was leaning against the cave wall, and after getting out of danger, she consumed her divine sense excessively, and could no longer support it, and passed out completely.

(To be continued)