The young man pointed to the ground with his feet, rose from the white ground, and his sleeves fluttered all over his body, like an immortal descending into the world, and pointed a finger at Qingzhou condescendingly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The little sword moved, turning into silver light and flying towards Qingzhou.

The flying needle of the Qingzhou Imperial Envoy shot in the middle of the silver light, and the silver light twisted like a spiritual snake, flashing the flying needle and stabbing it in front of Qingzhou quickly.

Qing Zhou retreated in time, the wind under his feet, sideways to let go of the silver light, the index finger and middle finger clamped the flying needle, shot at the silver light, knocked the flying sword into shape, and flew backwards.

Then the flying needle rose and pulled into a long red line, and the red line flew straight in front of the young man with the murderous aura of Sen Han.

The young man's palm was raised high, and the flying sword was split into a semicircular crescent, and the silver light rose into the sky, and the hall was about to be cut in half.

The silver crescent moon flew, Qingzhou pointed ten times in the air one after another, the flying needle advanced and retreated, and hit the crescent moon ten times in succession, each blow, the crescent moon darkened a little, and when the flying needle pierced ten times, the crescent moon disappeared completely, and the flying sword was knocked away.

The boy's cuffs flipped over, and a disc appeared, with a circle of threads engraved in the center of the disc, and flickered into Qingzhou's eyes.

Qing Zhou suddenly felt dizzy, and a cyan fireball condensed into his palm, and the spiritual fireball leaped out, skyrocketing into the size of a millstone in the air, instantly submerging where the young man stood.

The boy screamed, and a curtain of water rose up on his body, and it was constantly rippling by the spiritual fireball, although the flames had not yet arrived, his lips were dehydrated and dry, and the hair on his forehead was curly and yellow.

The blood-red flying needle flew out again, striking on the water curtain, blocked by a circle of ripples, and Qing Zhou felt great resistance, so that the flying needle could not move forward, and was still stuck to the water curtain.

"You forced me. ”

The young man shouted, and a burst of golden light suddenly burst out from the water curtain, illuminating the surrounding snow white, and almost nothing could be seen, and then the light decreased slightly, and the young man had already collected the water curtain, he held a golden broom, and with a slight flutter, the spiritual fire around him disappeared without a trace.

Ilha once again sent a flying needle, and the red line drew a huge arc, wrapped around the young man's back, and stabbed the young man in the back of the head.

The boy waved the golden broom, and the flying needle suddenly fell to the ground, and Qingzhou tried again and again, but the flying needle still did not respond.

Then the boy waved the golden broom again, flashed at the green island, and a golden wind swirled and flew, shattering the marble on the ground, as if there were countless blades spinning.

Qing Zhou clasped his hands together and withdrew a huge spiritual fireball, which swirled, and countless tongues of fire intertwined and flew, colliding with the golden wind and sending out a huge explosion.

At this time, Qingzhou sensed that the flying needle had a reaction, and the hand guide moved, and the flying needle stabbed at the boy again.

Shao you raised the disc and shook it in front of Qing Zhou's eyes, this time Qing Zhou had already prepared, his eyes closed, and then he opened his eyes, but the young man had disappeared, and the next moment, there was a cold wind behind him.

Qingzhou flew out again, and was hit by the young man raising a golden broom, and the spiritual fireball suddenly dispersed into a sky of blue fire, but not one of them was extinguished, but like countless candles echoing each other.

Qing Zhou shook the palm of the blue fire in the sky, and suddenly re-condensed into a spiritual fireball, bypassing the golden broom, and hitting the young man, although the young man dodged quickly, he was still hit by the spiritual fireball in the arm, and the cuff caught fire.

The young man saw that his sleeves were on fire, and he was about to extinguish it with a breath, but he didn't expect the spiritual fire to be fierce, but it rose up and shrouded half of his body, and suddenly a heart-rending scream sounded, just a few blinks of an eye, the young man had disappeared, replaced by a pile of black ash on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Qingzhou was shocked, it turned out that he still underestimated the power of the spiritual fireball, no matter who it was, as long as he was possessed by the spiritual fire, there would be a dead end for on-site treatment.

Walking forward, Qingzhou saw the relics of the young man remaining on the ground, a flying sword, a disc and a golden broom, as well as a simple cloth bag and a jade pendant, which were naturally the Qiankun bag of the boy's treasures.

The fight just now, it is really the most thrilling battle in Qingzhou, the boy is not only in the same realm as him, but the magic weapons on his body are also endless, and the subtle functions make Qingzhou a little irresistible, if it weren't for the slightly immature means of manipulating the magic weapons of the teenager, it would be Qingzhou who lost.

The four magic weapons have been used by the teenager just now, the flying sword is used to attack, the disc can mess with people's minds, and the golden broom can not only knock down the magic weapon, but also launch an attack, which is the most powerful of them, as for the jade pendant, it should be a water curtain that releases a spiritual fireball, and it is an extremely rare defensive magic weapon.

Qingzhou got the magic weapon and immediately tried to use it, but found that he couldn't make an envoy at all, so he immediately asked Yu Lingzi.

"That kid's realm is comparable to yours, and the reason why he can use this magic weapon is entirely because these magic weapons are handed down from a family. ”

"Family heirloom?"

"There are some families in the world of cultivating immortals, which were founded by monks, because the descendants have spiritual roots and can be passed on, so they use the bloodline to refine magic weapons, and even if the realm of future generations is not high, they can also exert part of the power of magic weapons. ”

"Then I can only keep these magic weapons for now. ”

"Don't worry, as long as you break through the fourth layer of qi refining, you will be able to use these magic weapons, the third layer of qi refining is like a toddler for a monk, and after the fourth layer, the real cultivation begins, and most of the magic weapons can also be used. ”

When I opened the Qiankun bag, I found that there was not a single spirit stone inside, and there were two hundred years of ginseng offered by Bai Zhan Jia and a pair of hundred-year-old ginseng from before, as well as a few books.

"Ginseng that is more than 100 years old is also useful for the foundation building monks, don't waste it yet, keep it, these books may mention the origin of that kid, you can read it first. ”

Qingzhou opened a book first and found that it was the boy's family tree and notes, which detailed the boy's family history.

It turned out that the young ancestor was a monk, and he had also cultivated to the foundation building period, but he was injured by the enemy, and his cultivation fell into the qi refining period, and he no longer had any ambitions, so he married a wife and had children, and founded a family.

By the time of the teenagers, the family had become a local tycoon, the father was an official, and the uncle and uncle were in big business, and they had forgotten the glory of their ancestors.

One day, the boy secretly ran to the ancestral hall to play, accidentally triggered the ban, discovered the gift of the monk's ancestors, and relied on the spirit stones and pills in the Qiankun bag to become a monk.

After the young man gained great power, he was not satisfied with becoming a rich young master, so he ran away from home, wandered around, and was met by Bai Zhanjia, and then came to Shiqiao County.

After receiving a pair of century-old ginseng from Bai Zhanjia, the young man was overjoyed and began to use the power of the gang to collect elixir, so he stayed in Shiqiao County and accepted Bai Zhanjia's offering.

Those powerful magic weapons, because they were sacrificed and practiced by the ancestral monks, have a bloodline connection, so they can be envoys by the young man, but because of how low his realm is, he can't exert his full power.

After reading the notes, Qing Zhou was very happy, if the young man didn't care about it and ate any ginseng, the realm would immediately soar to the sixth or seventh layer of qi refining, and when the time came, he would be able to kill him by casually launching the power of a magic weapon.

The rest of the book is a secret book of cultivation left by the young ancestors, and the exercises recorded on it are not as good as the Taiqing book, and Qingzhou is not interested in reading it, but one of the phantom escape tricks has greatly improved the body method, but it is difficult to find a material called Shadowless Mirage.

After Qingzhou killed the boy, Bai Zhanjia was full of courage and immediately fled out, at this moment he just wanted to run for his life, and he didn't want any power inheritance.

Although Li Qinghan was surprised, Qingzhou was his own righteous son and would not harm himself, so he launched a pursuit, catching up all the way from Baijiatang, and finally killed Bai Zhanjia with a pair of fleshy palms on the street of Shiqiao County.

From that day on, Baijiatang turned back into Qinghan Hall, and everyone in the county knew that the old hall master Li Qinghan returned with iron and blood, killed the traitor Bai Zhanjia, and proved his strength as the leader of the underworld.

But few people know that inside the Qinghan Hall, there was once a dreamlike battle, and if outsiders saw it with their own eyes, they would think that it was an immortal fighting.