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Even if there was no cloak monster, with Zhang Tong joining forces, the white-robed young man was confident that he would defeat Xiang Qi.

I saw him look at Xiang Qi and smile coldly, and from his suddenly straightened sleeves, a very delicate blue and white porcelain vase flew out, only to see that this bottle was the size of a palm, and a red cork was plugged at the mouth of the bottle. This treasure is nothing else, it is the treasure of the finale auction of the Bai family auction - Liuqing Vortex!

As soon as the flowing whirlpool flew out, it rose to the size of a foot against the storm.

As the white-robed young man punched into the Liuqing Vortex magic weapon, the mouth of the treasure bottle lay down horizontally towards Xiang Qi.

And after the white-robed young man spat out the word "turn", Liuqing Vortex spun in the void and made a continuous dripping sound.

As the Liuqing Vortex rotated faster and faster, the void around it was stirred by it, and Xiang Qi clearly saw the trajectory curve formed by the rapidly rotating Gangfeng at the mouth of the bottle.

At this moment, a grim smile appeared on the corner of the white-robed young man's mouth, and he spit out the word "open" lightly in his mouth.

A crisp "pop" sound sounded in the void, and the red cork on the mouth of the swirling bottle seemed to be gently lifted.

At the same time that the cork was pulled up, a plump of water from the faucet the thickness of an arm flew out quickly. Naturally, this is not a real column of water, but a column formed by the condensation of chaotic energy.

Xiang Qi, who saw this scene, was shocked in his heart, and his eyelids jumped wildly. At the same time as the water column of the faucet spewed out, Xiang Qi felt a strong pressure and rushed towards him.

Xiang Qi played several magic duels one after another, and he didn't enter the Golden Ring Knife. In the blink of an eye, the Golden Ring Knife shot out hundreds of fist-sized golden circles.

The golden circle of light formed a golden net that was not too big in the void in front of Xiang Qi.

At the same time, Xiang Qi injected a large stream of mana into the Heavenly Bead in front of him in order to strengthen the protective shield in front of him.

As soon as the water column of the faucet touched the gold net, there was a "crackling" sound, and the golden filaments on the gold net were broken, and the whole net was broken through a hole several feet in size.

The power of the faucet water column undiminished towards the red light mask around Xiang Qi's body, shooting out.

Xiang Qi, who saw this scene, although he had expected this for a long time, was still trembling in his heart, for this blow, it was too late to dodge, and he could only hope for the red light mask formed by the Tongtian Bead.

The sound of "stabbing" was loud, and as soon as the faucet water column touched the red light mask, a cloud of white mist rose out of thin air, and while the red light mask was dim, the power of the faucet water column was also reduced by half.

I saw Xiang Qi pointing at Tongtianzhu, and the color of the surface of the red mask changed from dark red to red, as bright as blood.

Xiang Qi's face tightened, and his face became pale.

The red light mask formed by this Heavenly Bead, not to mention the power, the demand for mana is really not something that ordinary monks can bear.

Xiang Qi asked himself that the mana was pure, and it was by no means inferior to that of a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and coupled with the mana stored in the mysterious object, it was no less than the mana storage of a monk in the Yudan period. But after only blessing the red light mask two or three times, most of the mana in his dantian was gone. If it weren't for the fact that the mysterious objects in his dantian still stored the same amount of mana as the dantian, he wouldn't dare to continue to use the Heavenly Bead to resist the attack of the white-robed youth.

Soon, the pillar of light of the dragon head was evaporated by the red light mask.

The white-robed young man looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, his face was red and white, he forcibly promoted the flow of the Qing Vortex, that is, with the calculation of a quick battle, this flow of the Qing Vortex is a top-level magic weapon, which is something that a monk like him in the middle of foundation building can promote at will.

It's just that Shicai only triggered it once, and it consumed most of his mana.

Unexpectedly, his full force was actually taken by Xiang Qi. Although Xiang Qi would not take this blow lightly, at this time, he also looked like he had lost a lot of mana. But he still has at least half of his combat power left.

Thinking of this section, the white-robed young man no longer had the calmness and arrogance he had before, and at the same time he was shocked in his heart, and at the same time, he also had the idea of retreating.

Except for this powerful Liuqing Vortex, he didn't have any other magic weapons that could pose a threat to Xiang Qi.

I saw the white-robed young man beckoning at Liu Qingxuan, and at the same time that this treasure shrank sharply, in a few flashes, it disappeared into the sleeves of the white-robed young man's sleeve and disappeared.

After doing all this, the white-robed young man spit out the word "go" at Zhang Tong, then turned into a white rainbow and broke through the air.

Through the previous fighting method between the white-robed young man and Xiang Qi, Zhang Tong naturally saw the height of his eyebrows, and knew that the two of them joined forces, and it was difficult to be Xiang Qi's opponent. After the white-robed young man spat out the word "go", he followed closely and broke through the air.

Xiang Qi looked at the white-robed young man who fled very indifferently, and did not make any unnecessary movements. He still understands the truth of poor Kou Mo chasing.

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At the same time, on a certain mountain peak hundreds of miles away from Xiang Qi.

One was ragged and unkempt, and the other was dressed in black and with a cloak on his head, suspended in the void hundreds of feet apart.

This man wearing a cloak is the walking corpse in the mouth of the white-robed young man Sun Ye. If Xiang Qi was also here, he would definitely recognize this ragged man at a glance, he was the sloppy monk who had traded the Myriad Treasure Fruit with Xiang Qi before.

"Let's not get involved in the fight between their juniors!" said the sloppy monk with a smile with his eyes narrowed after a moment of silence.

"Hmph! These days, there are really a lot of people who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers! Daoyou pulled down his face and pretended to be such a sloppy person. Beneath the black cloak, a rather masculine voice sounded. However, the tone is a little unkind.

"If you don't have an ulterior motive, who wants to be mixed in with a group of low-level monks! The sloppy monk sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

The cloaked freak suddenly put one hand on the storage bag on his waist, and before he could make the next move, he heard the following words from the sloppy monk:

"Don't fight between you and me! A battle of this level like ours will be razed to the ground for a hundred miles, and it will be impossible to tell the winner for a moment. Daoist friends don't want to provoke those old monsters of Qi Kingdom. ”

Hearing the sloppy monk's words, the cloaked monster slowly removed the palm of his hand pressed on the storage bag, his eyes were fixed on the sloppy monk, and he snorted coldly rather conceitedly: "Am I still afraid that they won't succeed!"

"I naturally know that Daoist friends have great powers, and they are not afraid of those people. However, if there is a big fight, it is difficult to say whether or not the kid from the Tiancong Sect can be saved! Why should Daoist friends be so tense and nervous? As long as Daoist friends don't take the initiative to attack me, I won't make a move. I hate fighting people the most in my life. The sloppy monk said with a grin at the corner of his mouth.

"Looks like the winner has already been decided. After about a cup of tea, the cloaked monster glanced in the direction of the mine, muttered to himself, and disappeared into the air.

The sloppy monk naturally followed, erecting a white light and shooting away.

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