The short and thin black-clothed young man rushed to the front, and he had already seen several Tsing Yi disciples on the other side of the mine, and immediately showed a cruel smile, and a round black iron cylinder turned out of his hand, whoosh, whoosh! Nine thick black nails five inches long shot out in succession.

"The little minions of the Qingdanmen, let's all die!"

He has great confidence in the dark iron cylinder in his hand, this nail is called the Nine Kills Soul Fighting Nail, with cold gold iron, more than ten kinds of filthy blood, infiltrated for hundreds of days, can be refined, can break the talisman cover. Hit on the body, scratch a little skin, filthy qi directly attack the Yuan Shen, greatly damage the Yuan Shen's vitality, as long as the monk in the Qi refining period is hit by a black nail, it is a dead end, it can be said that it is a high-level evil weapon that is extremely vicious.

Such an evil weapon, all the disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect who claim to be famous and upright will not refine it. However, Da Luomen is known as "the art of refining weapons from all over the world", and there must be a lot of secrets for refining evil weapons, and it is difficult to guarantee that some disciples who have crooked thoughts will not try to refine some extremely poisonous evil weapons.

Wei Ming, as the son of the deputy master of the Great Luomen, has an evil weapon in his hand, which is not surprising. He didn't plan to let these Qingdanmen disciples escape today, so that they wouldn't even be able to escape.

Ye Qin was startled when he saw a dense black mang shooting in, and he didn't have time to cast the flying sword, so he hurriedly held a pair of low-level spiritual weapons, the fine iron shield, in front of him. He could see from the power of the black mang that those were just spiritual weapons, and the possibility of breaking the fine iron shield was not very large. To be on the safe side, he not only opened the protective shield with all his might, but also held a mid-level flame knife across his chest, ready to resist those black rays.

"Bell, bell"

The black nails shot at the iron shield, and immediately there was a dense clanging sound.

Only then did five or six sonorous loud noises sound, and pits half an inch deep had already appeared on the fine iron shield, and huge cracks appeared on the shield. There were black nails on the ground, and if you looked closely at these nails, you could see the black dirt coagulated by the black blood on them, filled with a thick smell of bloody filth. Even the fine iron shield, after being hit by black nails, was contaminated with some black gas.

Ye Qin's face changed, he didn't know what these black nails were, but he could clearly feel the fierce and filthy aura on these black nails. He hurriedly threw the half-scrapped lower-level spirit weapon essence iron shield to the ground.

The flame knife in his hand quickly slashed out, knocking down the last three black nails to the ground.

This black nail comes and disappears quickly.

Three gaps appeared on the flame knife, which were also inevitably contaminated with black gas.

Ye Qin scolded secretly, hurriedly discarded the flame knife, threw the Xuanyin Sword into the air, concentrated his divine sense, and poured mana into the small sword with all his strength.

The small sword flew nearly a foot long, blooming with a dazzling blue light. If you want to kill the disciples of the Great Romans in front of you as quickly as possible, there is no other way to do it except to use the flying sword magic weapon. Only the strongest attacks can turn the tide of battle.

The short and thin black-clothed young man was extremely annoyed when he saw that the Nine Killings Soul Fighting Nail he had just punched out was completely blocked by Ye Qin's spirit shield and spirit knife, and it failed to have an effect, so he hurriedly patted the storage bag on his waist and took out a high-level spirit weapon again.

But at this moment, Wei Ming suddenly felt a strong sword qi coming from the opposite side, suddenly raised his head, looked towards the opposite side, and saw a sword light flying in mid-air, his face changed, and he exclaimed.

"Flying Sword!"

How could an ordinary Qingyi disciple of the Qingdan Sect have a magic weapon?

The short and thin black-clothed young man thought that he could clean up all these Qingdanmen's Tsing Yi disciples with only a high-level spiritual weapon, but he never thought that an ordinary Qingyi disciple actually had a flying sword in his hand.

The speed of that sword ray was extremely fast, and after it flew into the air, it immediately rushed towards the disciples of the Great Luomen. The height and width of the mine tunnel is only more than a zhang, and it is almost impossible to completely dodge such a frontal flying sword in such a narrow mine tunnel.

Only with the same magic weapon can the flying sword be resisted.

However, the short and thin black-clothed young man made a mistake in judgment, and what he was holding in his hand was only a high-level spiritual weapon, the black light sword, and now it was too late to exchange it for a magic weapon. With a fierce glint in his eyes, he slapped a disciple of the Great Romans next to him and pushed forward.

"Senior Brother Wei, you~!"

When the Great Luomen disciple saw a blue flying sword rising from the opposite side, he was already frightened and wanted to turn around and flee for his life, but he never expected that Wei Ming would suddenly use him as a sword block, and he shouted in shock.

"Poof!"

The blue sword will not be polite to them at all. In a flash of light in the mine, a sword pierced through the protective light shield of the Great Roman's disciple, punching a huge blood hole in his chest, and the aftermath of the blue sword light decreased slightly, and continued to strike towards the short and thin black-clothed youth.

Wei Ming had no way to turn around and escape, so he could only bite the bullet and slash out the black light sword in his hand towards the blue sword.

"Click!"

The tip of the sword and the sword strike each other.

The high-level spirit weapon black light sword in Wei Ming's hand broke inch by inch, and he retreated in horror, watching as the flying sword pierced towards his chest, his protective shield was quickly torn apart like papier-mâché.

Wei Ming was suddenly frightened, and forcibly twisted his body to avoid the flying sword piercing his heart. "Poof!", after the flying sword shattered the black light sword, it tore Wei Ming's protective cover, and cut off one of Wei Ming's arms with a sword, and the mana was finally exhausted, and finally stopped castration, and was taken back by Ye Qin's hand.

Wei Ming escaped death, where did he dare to stay any longer, his face was pale, he covered his severed arm, and hurriedly turned around and fled. The two disciples of the Great Romans who followed him had already begun to run away.

Shen Bao, Zhang Yunzi, and Old Man Kong saw that one of the four disciples rushed over by Da Luomen had died, and the remaining three also fled in shock. They were overjoyed, where would there be a delay, and each of them slammed down with a spirit weapon, giving Ye Qin time to launch the flying sword again.

The three people of Qingdanmen chased after the three people of Da Luomen, entangled with each other, and dragged them to death.

"Poof!"

In a few breaths, another shocking blue sword flew up, and a disciple of the Great Luomen couldn't dodge it and fell in a pool of blood

After a bloody battle of incense time, in the mine, the disciples of Da Luomen left six corpses horizontally. Including that Wei Ming, none of them could escape and died under the flying sword.

Speaking of which, Wei Ming deserved to be unlucky, he had a chance to escape, but an ordinary disciple of Da Luomen secretly resented him for using his fellow disciple as a sword blocker, yin him, and suddenly kicked him, as a result, Wei Ming fell to the back, and was entangled by Shen Bao who came in a hurry, unable to escape, and finally died under Ye Qin's flying sword.

Only the three Da Luo Men disciples who stayed at the back of the mine escaped by luck, they were fighting with the pangolin demon beasts, but they saw another team of Da Luo Men disciples returning defeated, being chased and killed by the disciples of the Qingdan Sect, suffering heavy casualties, and suddenly felt bad, and left the corpse of the same sect in horror and fled.

And the five adult pangolin beasts have been besieged by the disciples of the Great Luomen, three of them have died, one has been seriously injured, and only the strongest pangolin beast king is still intact, only a few pieces of scale armor have been knocked off. It whined, clutching a wounded cub in its mouth, burrowed into the ground, and fled.

Ye Qin collected the flying sword, indifferently glanced at the corpses of the Great Luomen disciples lying around in the mine, and then came to the side of the short and thin black-clothed young man and took all the storage bags and spiritual weapons from Wei Ming's body.

Then, he went to the side of the cave wall of the mine and meditated cross-legged to recover his mana.

And Shen Bao, Zhang Yunzi, and Old Man Kong, after Ye Qin tacitly took away the storage bags on Wei Ming's body, they each searched the storage bags and all the valuable items on the corpses of one or two Great Luomen disciples.

In this battle, Ye Qin is the absolute main force. He picks the loot first, there is no doubt about it.

As for what is in the storage bag, it depends on luck, if you are lucky, you may be able to get a few low-level spirit weapons, and if you are unlucky, you may only be able to get a few spirit stones or something.

What is certain is that the contents of the storage bag on Wei Ming's body must be the best.

Ye Qin opened the storage bag, and a small gourd glowing red jumped out, floating in mid-air. He was taken aback and grabbed the little red gourd. This little gourd is full of spiritual surnames, and he can't stop beating in his hand, as if he wants to rush out of his palm.

"Magic weapon!"

Shen Bao, Zhang, Kong and others were picking up the storage bag on the corpse of Da Luomen, and when they saw the flying red light, they couldn't help but look at it in amazement. Except for magic weapons, it is impossible to have any spiritual weapons that can fly on their own. With the addition of this small gourd, Ye Qin already has two magic weapons in his hands.

Ye Qin was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly instilled his mana into this small red gourd, barely able to control it and prevent it from flying away. However, this small gourd has the mana aura left by Wei Ming. Before Wei Ming's mana aura was removed, it would be difficult for him to completely control this little gourd with his divine sense. I don't dare to let it stay away from itself, if it is far away, maybe it will fly by itself and will not know where to go.

Xuanyin Sword, on the contrary, don't worry, now the mana aura left by Zhao Qiankun has almost been eliminated, almost undetectable. As long as his divine sense moved, the Xuanyin Sword would fly back by itself.

Ye Qin took the small gourd and pondered for a while. I can't tell what kind of material this small gourd is made of, it is very hard, and it can change in size like the Xuanyin Sword. According to his understanding of the spirit weapon gourd, this should be a low-level magic weapon with an auxiliary surname, and it cannot be directly used to attack. There must be something in it, mist, demon insects and the like.

What it is, Ye Qin doesn't know.

Ye Qin didn't dare to try it casually and slapped this gourd. In case there is a group of demon insects inside, he will run out as soon as he shoots, he doesn't know the law to control the demon insects at all, and he can't control their actions at all, which is terrible.

You can only keep it first, and slowly eliminate the mana aura left by Wei Ming, a disciple of the Great Luomen on the red gourd. Even if it doesn't rely on the demon insects and demon mist in the gourd, just such a red gourd magic weapon is already a very powerful magic weapon in itself, and a spirit weapon-level weapon can't hurt it at all.

Shen Bao, Zhang, Kong and others could only watch in envy. The two magic weapons were in Ye Qin's hands, but they didn't dare to fight each other. Any one of them alone, if they want to fight with Ye Qin for this gourd, they are all looking for death. But it is too difficult to snatch it together, and the magic weapon can only fall into the hands of one person after all, who is willing to give it to others?

Ye Qin couldn't notice their eager and almost fanatical gaze, smiled coldly in his heart, and hung the little red gourd directly around his waist to use it for self-defense at any time. With two magic weapons in his hand, one attacking the surname magic weapon and one magic weapon that can be used as a temporary "shield", he is now not afraid of anyone.

(To be continued)