515 Self-Explosion Ye Qin's expression was flat, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw Wei Qiuhai sacrifice a magic weapon to kill him, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

"The leader of the Evil Cultivation Team of the Barbarian Island, the peak cultivation of the ninth layer of Jindan

, a high-level primordial magic weapon of the fire system. This strength is by no means something that a monk in the middle stage of Jindan can compete with, and it must be a monk in the late stage of Jindan to fight with it. Even if it's me, I'm afraid it will take the Great Five Elements Sword Formation to withstand such a domineering attack!"

Ye Qin's heart was like lightning.

This way from the Bone Mountain Range to the foot of the Desolate Spirit City, after most of the day, his damaged meridians have been roughly restored, and he has been able to cast spells with all his strength and cast the Great Five Elements Sword Formation.

"However, although he was already able to use the Great Five Elements Sword Formation, he didn't necessarily need to use it. The strength he possesses is not only the strength of his cultivation, but also the seventh-layer strength of the Jindan Rotten Bone Crocodile Skeleton Demon, which is enough to offset the seven or eight points of combat power of the leader of this barbarian island evil cultivation team. ”

Ye Qin sneered in his heart, waved his hand and threw out the spirit beast bag on his waist, releasing the Jindan Skeleton Demon.

The Jin Dan Skeleton Demon had already recovered its injuries in the spirit beast bag, and had recovered most of its corpse qi, and at this time, it appeared in front of Ye Qin out of thin air, and the huge skeleton crocodile body twisted in mid-air, and after falling to the ground with a bang, the giant mouth suddenly opened.

"Poof!"

A stinky corpse liquid as thick as a pillar turned into a black pillar of light, blasting towards the Flame Magic Knife attacked by Wei Qiuhai's fierce god.

This corpse liquid is one of the strongest attack methods of the rotting bone crocodile, it absorbs countless corpse qi for cultivation, and the remaining waste residue liquid is extremely filthy, and if an ordinary magic weapon is stained with a drop, it will immediately become a waste product.

On weekdays, these corpse fluids are stored in the cavities of every bone marrow in its body.

This mouthful spewed violently, almost consuming almost one-tenth of the corpse fluid that had accumulated in its body.

As soon as the thick black corpse liquid came into contact with the blazing flames around the Flame Magic Knife, water and fire could not clash with each other, and there was a "snort" sound, and the flames burned the corpse liquid, turning into a large amount of gray smoke.

The corpse fluid was rapidly disappearing at a visible rate, but the flames of the Flame Blade were easily consumed extremely quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the raging flames that burst out of the Flame Blade were consumed by the corpse liquid, and the Flame Blade was dim, and there was no power to speak of.

At this time, the corpse liquid was also completely burned by the flames.

At this time, Ye Qin had already opened a yellow light Yuan Shen Flying Sword, and sacrificed the Yellow Sky Thick Dust Sword to face the Flame Magic Sword, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"How can the power of the corpse fluid spewed by the skeleton demon be so much stronger than expected?!"

You must know that the seventh-layer rotten bone crocodile of Jindan is much weaker than the captain of the barbarian island evil cultivator of the ninth layer of Jindan.

His heart was racing rapidly, and he thought about it for a moment, in this ghost mist array, the monk was affected by the formation, the mana operation in his body was suppressed, and his strength was weakened by nearly one percent, and the captain of the Evil Cultivator of the Barbarian Island could only exert the strength of the eighth layer of Jindan.

However, the skeleton demon puppet of Jindan Rotten Bone Crocodile has gained great benefits, and its strength has skyrocketed by nearly one percent, and it can also exert the strength of the eighth layer of Jindan.

This fall has risen, and the strength of the rotten bone crocodile is already very close to that of the captain of the Evil Cultivator of the Barbarian Island.

"I cast a spell with all my might, but it didn't work, and the attack was defused by this damn skeleton demon!

Wei Qiuhai's face changed in shock, and his heart was bitter.

He had already recognized this Bone Rotting Crocodile Skeleton Demon, it was the same skeleton demon that had fought with the ninth-order Bone Snake Skeleton Demon of the Green-robed Old Ancestor, and the result was still a winner.

This skeleton demon is not easy to deal with.

The glow of the high-level Yuan Shen Magic Weapon Flame Magic Knife dimmed, and then shrank sharply, and he waved his hand back.

"What should I do, a skeleton demon is already very difficult. The green-shirted monk hadn't made a move, and even the green-robed ancestor hadn't been able to deal with this guy! If he couldn't break through, he would die if he was caught up by the treasure hunter monk behind. ”

Thinking of this, the captain of this Barbarian Island evil cultivator was even more annoyed and regretful in his heart.

If it weren't for greed, if it weren't for the greed for merit, he would not have been chased and killed all the way to those treasure hunters, and he would not have encountered two waves of ambushes one after another and fell into an encirclement like now.

All of this happened between lightning and flint.

"Zhu, Yang Daoyou, intercept them, don't let this group of evil cultivators escape!" Brother Pang was not slow to react at all, roared, sacrificed the Seven Treasures Umbrella of the Yuan Shen Magic Weapon, and went all out to intercept another Barbarian Island evil cultivator who rushed over.

The two monks, Zhu and Yang, each faced an evil cultivator.

And Huangfu Bing'er and Wang's uncle and nephew also worked together to intercept and kill the last evil cultivator.

On their side, although their strength is slightly inferior, there are quite a few of them, and it is very easy to intercept these few barbarian island evil cultivators who are panicking to escape.

In fact, Brother Pang and the others didn't plan to go all out at first, but Sun Xing and his gang appeared, and the treasure hunting monks had already gained the absolute upper hand, and this kind of opportunity to beat the water dogs was rare.

Ye Qin controlled the Huang Tian Houchen Sword in his hand, pointed ahead, and stood coldly in place.

The Jindan Skeleton Demon, with a billowing black corpse aura all over his body, opened his crocodile mouth wide and pounced on Wei Qiuhai.

Wei Qiuhai was entangled and attacked by the rotten bone crocodile skeleton demon, unable to get rid of it, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

Not only did he have to deal with the onslaught of the Bone Crocodile, which was already very difficult, but he also had to leave some of his strength to guard against Ye Qin's surprise attack. The shining Yellow Sky Thick Dust Sword was gathering momentum with all its might, but it could not be triggered, seriously threatening his safety.

In just a blink of an eye, Sun Xing led a group of more than a dozen treasure hunters to besiege and kill from the back, and launched an encirclement and suppression of this small group of barbarian island evil cultivators.

Dozens of top-level magic weapons and primordial magic weapons were overwhelming, bursting out of various streamers, and the terrifying momentum flew over.

"Ahh

After only a few screams, in the blink of an eye, two weaker Barbarian Island cultivators were killed, and the treasures such as magic weapons and storage bags that they had exploded were immediately snatched away by the treasure hunters.

Wei Qiuhai was completely desperate, ruthless and resolute, and roared with a hideous face, "Even if I die, I will never let you go!"

As his words fell, he sliced his own head with a knife and triggered the death that caused his body to explode.

Poof, blood splattered.

A dazzling ball of dazzling light rushed out of the broken skull, and it was the primordial spirit that Wei Qiuhai had escaped. The normal method of exhaling the shell of the primordial god is too late to be used, and only by using this weapon solution technique can he escape as quickly as possible.

This light, as soon as it rushed out, it quickly fled into the ghost mist.

The speed is incredible, and in an instant, it is hundreds of feet away.

"Boom!"

At this time, Wei Qiuhai's body of this Jindan ninth-layer monk exploded, shattered, and exploded in all directions with terrifying power, and the blood-colored mist swept into the surrounding area.

These blood bubbles contained great power, comparable to a thunderbolt, enough to severely damage a monk of the same rank.

The other two barbarian island cultivators, with miserable faces, knew that they could not escape under the siege of the treasure hunters, and they also followed the soldiers and blew themselves up.

"It's not good, spread out!"

The treasure hunter who was bent on snatching the treasure of the magic weapon suddenly screamed in horror, turned around and fled quickly. The treasure hunter who was slow to escape was swept up in the blood mist, and the defensive magic weapon and talisman light shield burst into cracks, and he vomited blood from a heavy blow.

The wind, the black spirit grass on the ground around them, and the rocks and dead trees exploded into a huge crater under the surging blood mist.

The three self-explosions were powerful, but they did not hurt many treasure hunters. After all, very few monks will fight in close quarters, with enough buffer space and time.

Unless the monks are dense and unable to dodge, it is difficult for the self-explosion to have the effect of ending up together.

Even Ye Qin, who was very close, saw that it was not good, and he hurriedly dodged back with the flying sword to protect his body, and it was no big deal. It's just that the rotting bone crocodile was bombarded with smoke all over its body, and it was miserable to see.

However, Wei Qiuhai blew up his body, not because he wanted to die with all the monks, but just used his self-detonating body to force away the monks who were attacking around him, in exchange for the opportunity for the Yuan Shen to escape.

The fighting between monks is a moment of life and death.

"Intercept their primordial spirits! Don't let them escape, or there will be endless trouble!"

Seeing the three groups of primordial gods who had broken away from their bodies and tried to rush towards the ghost mist, Sun Xing, who reacted the fastest, immediately swept towards the nearest group of barbarian island evil cultivators.

The group of evil cultivators who had just left their bodies didn't have time to avoid it at all, and they were ruthlessly wrapped in the Wutu Array Banner, a primordial god magic weapon, and before they even made the slightest sound, they had already turned into ashes, and the primordial gods were destroyed.

At the same time, another group of primordial gods was also covered by a huge legal net in mid-air, squeaking hideously, rushing left and right, struggling to escape, being twisted by a flying sword, and then turned into ashes.

But Wei Qiuhai's primordial spirit fled too fast, and in an instant, he had already fled into the ghost mist.

The Yuan Shen flew away extremely fast, and there was a ghost fog as a shield.

The monks played the flying sword magic weapon, and if they wanted to chase and kill, they couldn't do it, so they could only watch Wei Qiuhai's Yuan Shen escape into the ghost fog and quickly disappear.

All the monks scolded one after another, but they were helpless

In the ghost mist, Wei Qiuhai's group of primordial gods flew through quickly.

Although the ghost fog provided shelter for its escape, the thick ghost fog also brought extremely serious corrosion to the original god. It must consume a lot of energy to resist the erosion of the ghost mist.

It was only half an hour smaller, and it plummeted from the ninth layer of Jindan to the eighth layer of Jindan. The remaining vitality, whether it can be supported until seeing the green-robed ancestor, it's hard to say.

The Yuan Shen of Wei Qiuhai, who was traveling quickly, was violently corroded by the ghost mist, and the pain was unbearable, and the voice of resentment and resentment screamed miserably in the ghost mist.

"Today's revenge, I will take revenge a hundredfold! When I repay the ancestor, none of you can escape ......!"

Sun Xing and the other treasure hunting monks looked at each other, their faces were extremely ugly, but they were helpless.

"The primordial god who escaped from a barbarian island evil cultivator has always been a scourge. If it doesn't die in the ghost mist, maybe it will attract the green-robed ancestor, which will be a big trouble!"

"This ghost place is unpredictable and full of dangers, and one more green-robed ancestor of the barbarian island is just a lot of debts. Although he is the Ancestor of the Infant, it is not easy to kill us in this Ghost Mist Array!"

"The green-robed ancestor got the news that it would take a few hours, or even longer, to come here. Let's not delay time, it's important to explore the treasures here as soon as possible!"

The five Barbarian Island cultivators were all dead, and most of the storage bags they carried with them disappeared in the explosion, leaving only a few broken Yuan Shen magic weapons, which were snatched by the quick-eyed treasure hunters.

Sun Xing glanced at the treasure hunters who were shouting, frowned slightly, and then changed his -s-h-u-s-h-u-w- look, bowed his hand to Ye Qin and Brother Pang and the group, and said with a hearty smile, "Ye Daoyou, Pang Daoyou! In this treasure hunting, everyone works together, and the odds of winning will be a few percent more!"