The dust dissipated, Liu Changqing looked at the yellow animal skin wall in front of him, a deep depression appeared on the animal skin wall, although it did not break the animal skin wall, but the animal skin wall was obviously spiritually lost and seriously damaged.

"It's really terrifying, I didn't expect a mid-stage Jindan monk to be able to force the old man to use the magic weapon, and you will be blinded!" The Great Elder's gloomy voice came from behind the yellow animal skin wall, and then the animal skin wall flashed, and a purple electric light appeared in the air, shooting towards Liu Changqing at lightning speed!

Just when the purple electric light flashed, the warning bead in Liu Changqing's arms issued a warning, and the wind and thunder wings behind him flashed out more than thirty zhang, and the purple electric light fell into the air, revealing his true face, it was a purple chisel, the thunder flashed on it, and the chisel did not return to the hands of the great elder, but turned into a purple lightning, and hit Liu Changqing at a faster speed across a distance of dozens of zhang!

Damn, this magic weapon will automatically track the target!

Liu Changqing was startled, and immediately stretched out his hand, and the Xuan Turtle Shield shot out, turning into a round turtle in front of Liu Changqing.

The purple chisel only stopped for a moment and passed from the middle of the turtle shield, and the turtle shield didn't even block the chisel magic weapon! How could this be? Although it was damaged by the attack of the Black Fish Demon King, the defense of the turtle shield was still very strong, but it was like a piece of paper in front of the purple chisel!

Liu Changqing's heart sank, this purple chisel was no longer in the category of magic weapons, otherwise he would not be able to easily penetrate the Xuan Turtle Shield, and he would not hesitate to sacrifice the treasure money.

Broken treasure money made a buzz, a yellow mang shone on the purple chisel, the invincible Luobao Huangmang failed for the first time, the purple chisel magic weapon was not broken spiritual power, but like a drunken drunk, swaying through the Luobao Huangmang, and continued to rush forward!

Liu Changqing and the Great Elder were all taken aback, what kind of treasure is this?

As soon as Liu Changqing gritted his teeth, he sacrificed the ghost blood shield, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the ghost-faced gong turned from one side to sixteen, and spun in front of him quickly, almost unable to see the shadow, bursts of blood appeared in the eyes of the sixteen ghost faces, and a thick wall of blood appeared, protected by Liu Changqing in the middle!

The Great Elder looked at Liu Changqing with a lot of amusement, this little guy still has a lot of treasures, the tortoiseshell shield just now, the copper coin that can slow down the action of Zixiao Thunder Chisel, and the weird defensive gong in front of him, all of which are at the level of ancient treasures, especially the defensive gong in front of him, which exudes an ancient atmosphere, and the defensive power is amazing! The Great Elder immediately became excited, and his hands continued to play the magic duel, and the Zixiao Thunder Chisel let out a roar, turning into a purple one-horned electric python several feet long, and rushed towards the ghost blood shield!

Liu Changqing's heart sank to the bottom, this was the most fierce fighting method in history, but he couldn't just defend and not attack, his divine sense moved slightly, and he ordered the soul thirst vines in the blood pool to fly towards those monks in the outer pool who were transforming the golden pill, and there was a sound to disturb the mind of the Great Elder!

The Soul Luster vine turned into a cloud of black smoke and rushed towards the outer pool, and in an instant, eighteen long vines pierced into the bodies of the eighteen Jindan monks, absorbing them wantonly, and the screams immediately resounded in the canyon!

"Dare to hear!" The Great Elder didn't expect Liu Changqing to have a helper, his two eyes were red, and as soon as he slapped the storage bag, a blood-colored long knife immediately flew towards the Soul Eater Vine, wanting to kill the Soul Thirst Vine under the knife!

Seeing this, Liu Changqing opened his mouth and spit out the Demon Whip, the Demon Whip turned in the air, and immediately turned into a giant snake, not attacking the Great Elder, but rushing towards those Jindan early stage monks, with the addition of the Demon Whip, the Jindan monks suffered even more heavy casualties, and those high-ranking Jindan ancestors seemed to have become mortals, under the attack of the Soul Thirst Vine and the Demon Whip, there was only fear, screaming, and forgetting to fight! After all, they are not the real Jindan Ancestors, but they were forcibly promoted by the Zhuji Monks, and their actual combat experience and spells are very weak, and they don't have magic weapons, who would have thought that they could still be attacked on the Holy Mountain?

The Great Elder trembled angrily, his eyes were almost spewing fire, and with a slap of his chest, a ball of essence blood spurted out, flying into the body of the unicorn electric python transformed by the Zixiao Thunder Chisel, the electric python increased by one point, and the unicorn on his head kept hitting the ghost blood shield, making a thunderous sound. Then the Great Elder's body shook, and he was about to rush to the outer pool to save those Jindan disciples.

Who knew that as soon as the air was dark, two red leaves floated in the air, and two strange marks flew out, only to feel that his movements slowed down, and a jet-black big knife on the top of his head fell head-on!

How is this possible? The Great Elder was already numb at this time, and a small Jindan period monk sacrificed many magic weapons one after another, could his divine sense be even stronger than his own?

Seeing that the Ink Scale Knife was already less than a few feet, the Great Elder roared, and his body shook, and the entire shirt turned into a flying butterfly, revealing the skinny shoulders inside, one of his right arms was completely withered, and half of his body was covered with thin cyan feathers, and he grabbed the Ink Scale Knife fiercely with one hand!

Boom!

A stream of blood shot out, and the Great Elder was injured! The Ink Scale Knife was knocked out, but the Great Elder also staggered back a few feet by the Ink Scale Knife, and one of his right arms was bloody, but there was only a few inches of scarring!

"Okay, good, good! The old man has not been injured in hundreds of years, and today he will be injured in the hands of your little doll!" The Great Elder gritted his teeth and said, "You are already strong enough to be the master of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and no one of the same level cultivators is your opponent, but it's a pity that you met the old man!"

After speaking, the Great Elder flew up out of thin air, and his entire face slowly generated layers of fluff, his mouth turned into an eagle's sharp beak, an injured right arm turned into a wing that was dissatisfied with a feather, a bird's beak was opened, and a small Xuanxuan bow flew out, bowing down covered with a layer of purple smoke, and the surrounding air seemed to be burned, exuding a savage aura, which made people frightened, and they didn't even dare to look at it.

No, it doesn't seem to be like it, it's a few points weaker than the demon-killing crescent spear in Echo Valley, it shouldn't be a Dao weapon, but a half-Dao weapon, but even if it's a half-Dao weapon, I can't take it myself, what should I do? Liu Changqing's forehead began to burst into beads of sweat, could it be that he would use the Divine Possession Technique or take the Bloodthirsty Pill again?