readx;“ Was this calculated by a few people, or did they become accomplices?"

Yang Qing secretly muttered to himself in surprise, the three pre-Soul Determination Cultivators joined forces to attack him, which made him feel a little relieved, which indicated that there might be no other killing moves except Meteoritehenge. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What made him wonder a little was whether this matter was an ambush set up by these three people and the black-robed man, if so, the black and strange thing was not Alien Treasure Lingdu, and it was very likely that they had never owned Alien Treasure Lingdu at all.

This feeling of being deceived made him extremely angry.

However, he couldn't be sure of such a guess, these three Qi Refining Cultivators of the Spirit Concentration Realm might have defected to the side of the black-robed man, or after the three of them killed the black-card man, they discovered the sharpness of the Cave Mansion and used this to kill the forty or fifty monks who came with him, if so, Yibao Lingdu was in the Purple Mansion of one of the three.

One thing Yang Qing could be sure of was that these three Qi Refining Cultivators in the early stage of Spiritual Concentration were his mortal enemies.

"You want to kill me, you want to rob my battle fur?"

Whispering to himself full of murderous intent, Yang Qing did not panic, dodged the nearby conical hanging stone, changed the Pu knife to a long stick Shijun, and pulled out a blurry black and white mixed light curtain.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

"Bell, bell, bell!"

The three streamers were sharp, heading straight for Yang Qing's face, chest, and abdomen, and the long stick in Yang Qing's hand was swift and clear, and instantly collided with three radiant magic weapons, the long stick was unhindered, and the three magic weapons trembled violently, screaming and being knocked away.

"Where to go!"

With a cold snort, after breaking the attack of the three people, Yang Qing, who had a cold face, did not give up, did not wait for the tremor of the three magic weapons to slow down, and did not wait for how far it was knocked away, the blurred black and white mixed light emitted by the long stick Shijun dissipated, and suddenly moved forward a little, catching up with the three magic weapons that were knocked away.

"Rigidity and softness!"

The bottom of his heart shouted again, the long stick Shijun seemed to be a lot heavier, but it was more elegant, it seemed to be stirring slowly around the three magic weapons, but in fact it was extremely fast, 'Ding Ding Ding' three crisp sounds in no particular order, and the three magic weapons that were shining in the tremor were actually stuck on the stirring stick head as if they were absorbed.

"Crush me!"

As soon as he opened his mouth to drink, the long stick was retracted, and then it was split down without allowing for gaps.

"Woo!" the air was pulled and whimpered, and the long stick slammed into the rocks scattered on the ground with a fierce force, "Click!", the crisp sound was short and rapid, and the three medium-grade magic weapons under the stick snapped in response!

If it is only to knock the magic weapon away, then after the magic weapon tremor is weakened, it can still attack again, and only by breaking it can the threat brought by these three magic weapons be completely removed, otherwise when the fight is being made, the three magic weapons that fall next to him will be killed.

"Click!"

The three detached sword lights threw away the three Purple Mansion Realm monks who were tired of dealing with the conical hanging stone that fell extremely quickly, if it weren't for the defense of the shield, they would have been cut into two pieces, even so, they who were already seriously injured could be regarded as having the strength to fight back.

"Fuck, run!"

The middle-aged monk with a thin face and a beard screamed, how could he have thought that Yang Qing's strength would be so strong, and he didn't care about the impact of the broken magic weapon on his divine sense, so he took out his shield to protect himself and turned around and fled, fleeing to the rock wall where the true yuan fluctuated.

The other two monks were furious, and hurriedly summoned their shields and retreated to the place where they came.

The three of them gave up the attack, each with two shields to protect their bodies, almost in a panic.

Yang Qing's one-arm strength is 10,000 catties, and he can mobilize part of the strength of his whole body, respecting the true soul and the fierce meaning, and the realm is approaching the mid-stage Dacheng of the Soul Fixing, so it is not too difficult to deal with the three pre-Soul Meditation monks who have not comprehended the edge of the Dao Method.

His strength is stronger than those monks in the late stage of Dingling who only know how to meditate and practice, and the cultivation realm is related to strength, but it is not the cultivation realm that determines the strength.

"See how far you can escape!"

Yang Qing's killing intent did not decrease, and he burst out with all the power he could use, and used a combination of rigidity and softness to make his strength appear unsustainable for a short time, and without stopping, he took out the Inviting Moon Bow and put it on a stainless steel arrow with white front gold as an arrow.

At this time, the strength slowed back, and he aimed at the fair-looking monk who fled dozens of feet away to the end, and opened his bow and arrows!

"Whew!"

The air was torn apart by the sharp arrows, which pierced through the air one step ahead and struck the brilliant shield.

This shield is a high-grade defensive magic weapon, the material is hard, the formation pattern is blessed with the true element, and the defensive power is very amazing, but the realm of the white pure monk is insufficient, and it cannot fully exert the defensive power of the shield, and it cannot stop the sharp arrows.

"Click!"

The brilliant shield was pierced, but the white-looking monk tried his best to move the shield and change the direction of the arrows, only nailing the shield to his shoulder, and the arrows pierced one shield and one person before stopping!

The fair-looking monk was injured, and the defense of the high-grade magic weapon shield was greatly reduced.

"This arrow will kill you!"

Yang Qing thought fiercely, and without stopping, he once again mounted an arrow with Bai Fengjin as an arrow, which he believed would definitely be able to shoot the white-looking monk.

"Fool, die!"

A vicious shout came from the rock wall that scattered the fluctuations of the true yuan, followed by a figure that emitted golden light, Yang Qing recognized this person at a glance, it was his old enemy-Sha Zheng!

Sha Zheng is still in the Purple Mansion Realm, and he has not broken through to the Spirit Determination Realm in the past six years.

"It's you!"

Yang Qing was shocked in his heart, realizing that Sha Zheng was the black-robed man, and what about the other six.

didn't dare to delay the slightest, so he had to shoot Sha Zheng with his bow and arrows, except for one person.

However, Sha Zheng of the Purple Mansion Realm dared to rush out to rely on it, and when he shouted viciously, a golden beast skin talisman in his hand suddenly shattered, and a golden giant blade dozens of zhang long appeared in the sky, and the disproportionate golden hilt was held in his hands.

A very happy smile appeared on his face, and he slashed at Yang Qing, who was opening the bow with a tense face, with the golden giant blade splitting the mountain and the earth.

"Dog thing!"

Yang Qing only had time to scold in his heart, at this time, he might not be able to shoot Sha Zheng if he opened the bow and released the arrow to fight for his life, and he was defenseless, he was sure to die, how dare he be slow, put away the bow and take out the long stick Shijun is horizontal frame.

"Huh!"

The golden blade seemed clumsy, but it was actually extremely fast, and the few monks living on the ground did not have time to avoid it.

The space of dozens of zhang is filled with golden light curtains!

"It's up to you!"

Yang Qing drank awe, and could only pin his hope on the long stick Shijun, which was refined from the inferior Xuantie, to resist the attack of the giant blade!

As he spoke, the golden giant blade approached!

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of the stone breaking!

The long stick with both arms crossed and the golden giant blade clashed together.

Yang Qing's face was hideous, the green tendons on his neck and forehead flared up, his steel teeth were clenched, and he screamed in his throat, "Ah!", the muscles of his whole body trembled, and there was a muffled sound of 'boom!', a violent wave of air was set off under the white boots, smoke and dust flew, and the gravel was swept by the air wave and rolled endlessly!

I couldn't help but snort, "Hmph", and a wisp of blood flowed down the corner of my mouth.

Several monks who were seriously injured and were blown backwards by the air wave watched this scene in shock, but they knew that this golden giant blade was a high-level spell of the Golden Circle, and it did not cut off the long stick, and the powerful force did not break the monk's arms, and it did not even crush him to his knees.

It takes a certain amount of time to activate the high-level talismans, but once they are activated, they are extremely strong, and they are resisted hard!

"Uh......"

The smile on Sha Zheng's face, which was floating and holding the hilt of the knife in both hands, froze and stiffened, he was full of confidence that with this high-level talisman he would be able to kill the enemy who was eager to be cut by a thousand knives.

"Boom!"

The golden blade let out a trembling sound, followed by an uncontrollable sound.

A crack appeared on the golden blade, and in the blink of an eye, it spread like a spider's web.

"Boom!", the giant blade dozens of zhang long shattered, turning into a golden mist that raged like a hurricane across the entire stone hall!

"Dog thing!"

There was still blood in his mouth, Yang Qing gritted his teeth and scolded, being pushed by the golden hurricane and staggering backwards.

The sharpness of the golden giant blade injured the long stick Shijun, and a shallow mark cut through a little formation pattern, although it would not destroy the long stick Shijun, the impact was very small, but the power of the longitudinal formation pattern with divine sense would be very unsatisfactory. The powerful horizontal force carried by the golden giant blade was partially removed by the defensive 'Ray of Heaven', which still caused his internal organs to be slightly injured and the muscles of his whole body damaged.

"The fool was seriously injured and killed him!"

Sha Zheng's voice became shrill, and he screamed like crazy.

"Die!"

"Dare to hurt Lao Tzu, suffer death!"

"Take your life!"

Fang Cai fled in embarrassment, including the white-looking middle-aged monk who was pierced through the shoulder by an arrow, the three Qi Refining Cultivators in the early stage of Soul Determination shouted angrily, and the threat of their surnames brought to them by Yang Qing could confirm that the gorgeous power suit was a fiery magic robe, which made the three of them extremely eager to kill Yang Qing.

Especially after seeing the golden giant blade slash Yang Qing, the killing intent became even stronger, and they didn't believe that Yang Qing's injuries were not serious.

"Whoosh!"

The golden mist was still filling, and the three Spirit Realm Qi Refining Cultivators instantly put away their protective shields, each holding two magic weapons, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, attacking Yang Qing, who was unstable and had blood hanging from the corners of his mouth!

Even when they were about to be killed, only the closer they were to the corpse, the more they could put it away and monopolize all the cultivation resources, including the magic robe, and the pure white cloak that could already be confirmed to be the Cloak of Shadow.

With the vestments and cloaks of the shadow, the three monks thought that this harvest was too much for them to have in their lives, and that they could hardly have it, and at this time, it was just around the corner.

A total of six radiant magic weapons arrived first, and then the three of them rushed over in fear of being one step behind......

"Die!"

The rest of the monks who were still able to stand also rushed over with red eyes...... (To be continued.) )