For Qi refining cultivators, the scope of the divine consciousness can manipulate magic weapons and magic weapons to attack.

It's just that the farther away it is, the weaker the manipulation power of the divine sense, and the slower the true element's virtual entry into the magic weapon will be, resulting in the weakening of the power of the magic weapon and magic weapon.

Therefore, Yang Qing fluttered his wings and rushed to kill, and the magic weapon flying sword of the two of them could not be intercepted.

At a distance of thousands of feet, it is difficult for both sides to hurt each other.

Shortening the distance is inevitable, as Qi refining cultivators, the two of them will not take the initiative to approach, at this moment, they manipulate their respective magic weapon flying sword attacks like this, waiting for the enemy to resist many attacks, wouldn't it be a great effort, and it is more likely to consume their means, and then kill the enemy!

Wei Feng, Qiu Yan, and Qi Long followed behind Yang Qing equally quickly, guarding against the three mid-stage cultivators of the other party.

"Dingding!"

At a distance of about eight or nine hundred zhang, Yang Qing, who was holding a top-grade magic weapon, Pu Dao, and two magic weapon flying swords collided in one place.

This simple knife is made of low-grade dark iron, which is known for its hardness, and after depicting the complete 'condensation' formation, it is more able to withstand attacks, although it is only a high-grade magic weapon, but compared with the two magic weapon flying swords, it is not too weak.

After several exchanges, the top-grade magic weapon Pu Dao has not yet been damaged.

"Whoosh!"

The two magic weapon flying swords were very fast and fast.

The purpose of the two of them was not to intercept Yang Qing's inability to get close, but to injure or even destroy Yang Qing's purple wings.

The two magic weapon flying swords shuttled and attacked the purple wing!

The purple wings have a wingspan of nearly seven zhang, and in terms of their hardness, they are stronger than the above-grade magic weapons. But it's still not as good as an ordinary magic weapon, and it's okay to resist a few magic weapon attacks, but after a long time, it will definitely be damaged, which will affect speed and agility, and then Purple Wing will become more easily damaged.

Yang Qing's divine sense firmly locked on the two of them, and his blood-colored eyes were full of ferocity.

At this time, the distance was still far away, how could the purple wings be damaged at this moment, and the purple wings struck together sonorously and dodged. Bloodshed spreads throughout the body. In order to absorb the power of the shock and the power of the impact, strengthen the defense, the Pu knife in his hand pulled out the light knife curtain, and then exchanged the magic weapon of the two shuttle attacks. Suddenly there is a thunderbolt.

"Dingding!"

"Groaning ......"

Rolling like thunder. Like a thunderous dragon roaring and a tiger roaring sound.

Trees not far from your feet. At first, it turned into sawdust, and the sawdust flew and turned into damp wood powder.

The two magic weapon flying swords trembled slightly. The blade of the sword suddenly changed, as if it was covered with an undulating film, and the radiant light converged.

The dragon chanting and tiger roaring sound attack did not cause much hindrance to the two magic weapon flying swords.

Seeing this scene, Wei Feng's face showed a look of surprise, sound attack is an extremely difficult method to cultivate, many monks will try to cultivate, although the method of sound attack is not much, but it is not rare, but it is difficult to achieve, he has also studied it, and he felt that it was unbearable and useless, so he gave up.

With his realm, he could tell that there was a carrying dao method in the dragon's roar and the tiger's roar, and his power could be regarded as strong.

What made him frown was that this kind of sound attack was actually resisted by nearly half of the undulating membrane of the two magic weapon flying swords, and relying on the body is a magic weapon, it resisted the sound attack of the dragon and tiger roaring, and the attack of the two magic weapon flying swords was not weakened much.

It is so unguardable, and the powerful attack method has been broken!

In Wei Feng's opinion, Yang Qing's grasp of killing the two heroes alone has become very small, and he may need to use Qiu Yan to fight against the three mid-stage cultivators of the other party, and Qilong will go to help Yang Qing in order to kill the two heroes, and he will have the possibility of obtaining broken gold bricks.

Qiu Yan and Qi Long also frowned.

None of them had mastered the sound attack method that was enough to be used in a fight, and the two of them actually broke the sound attack of the dragon and the tiger, which undoubtedly made Yang Qing's strength drop suddenly.

The five Soul Fixing Realm cultivators galloping through the mountains and forests were so shocked by the sound of a dragon chanting and tiger roaring like thunder that they almost fell from their respective magic weapons, and they were not within the range of the sound attack, but they almost broke their heartstrings!

Firebutterfly's cheeks were still bloodless and pale, and she looked into the air with a little horror.

Decades ago, the roar of the dragon and the tiger did not threaten her at all, but now it is enough to kill her on the spot!

"Haha, brute, I didn't expect that it has been nearly a year, but you have not grown at all, what else can you be arrogant about, today, you will definitely be able to come and go!"

"What kind of sound attack is your ghost crying wolf, it has been completely broken by this seat, what other means can be used, this seat is too lazy to waste time with such a waste!"

The long-haired monk with a fierce expression on his face, laughed loudly, and shouted violently and violently.

The grudge has accumulated too deep and for too long, and every time I see the enemy, I can't control the killing intent and incomparable anger in my heart.

After the incident of slashing the blade gold, the two of them studied the method of resisting the dragon and tiger roaring sound attack, however, the sound attack was invincible, and they knew nothing about the dragon and tiger roaring sound attack, and they didn't know what kind of Dao method it carried, so that when they suppressed the five Dingling Realm monks and ambushed Yang Qing, even if they were strictly guarded, their respective magic weapons were also greatly attacked.

After returning to the tribe, the great leader of their tribe mentioned that the stronger body cultivators would cultivate the way of rigidity and softness.

In this way, after their repeated research, they developed spells that might be used to defend against such sound attacks.

Before, the two of them were still a little unconvinced, and they didn't think about it, the spell they had specially developed really resisted the power of nearly a half-tone attack as they imagined, and the remaining power could be completely defended with the magic weapon flying sword.

The realm of the two of them is not much lower than Yang Qing, and they resist the law with the law, one is the spell, and the other is the sound attack.

"Waste? If this seat is waste, aren't you even waste?"

The dragon chanted and the tiger roared and failed, Yang Qing didn't care, if the other two didn't have this means, how could they dare to come, but they were very tired of the other party's noise, and the low and hoarse voice sounded, sneering at each other, secretly without making a trace of slaughter, urging the courage and qualification to the limit.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Ding, ding!"

The two magic weapons flying swords shuttled like rainbow light, attacking a pair of purple wings.

The purple wings spread out sonorously, turning into a light knife curtain. The purple tail, which was like a purple gold thunderbolt, intercepted it with all his might

In such a fight, Pu Dao and Ziwei's attacks were slightly inferior, but Yang Qing still quickly approached the two of Haozhan, and Wei Feng and the three of them also galloped non-stop!

The hatred between the two sides is very deep, and they can verbally slander themselves and refuse to let go.

"A waste without a spiritual root still dares to be arrogant, even if this seat doesn't kill you, how big a wave can a waste like you make!"

"As a waste, you have to have the consciousness of a waste!"

No matter how strong the killing intent of the two of them was, they were angry and hissed, and their respective magic weapon attacks were even more fierce. They are all Heavenly Spirit Roots. He thinks he is a person favored by heaven. For Qi refining cultivators who have no spiritual roots, they are very proud.

The vast majority of cultivators who can break through to the realm of transformation have Heavenly Spirit Roots.

The corners of Yang Qing's mouth pulled out a sneer, and he said indifferently, "If this seat has a spiritual root, what can you be a thing." Now. This seat has disdained whether or not it has a spiritual root. Soon, you'll realize that you're not even qualified to be a piece of waste!"

The words full of murderous intent 'boom' resounded, and Yang Qing was already more than 500 zhang close to the two of them.

The distance between Wei Feng and Yang Qing was only three or four miles.

"Brute. Your time of death has come!"

Hao Zhan's two faces were tense, and each made a large mess of silk threads, one golden and one fiery red, and at a glance, the feeling of chaos and entanglement made them feel as if their hearts were crawling with thousands of ants.

The two messes are the size of a grinding disc, fluttering, and the speed of the play is extremely fast!

This is the magic weapon 'Capture Beast' that they wasted a lot of energy to research and refine, but in order to trap the enemy and make him lose his short-term resistance power, so that he could attack and kill with the magic weapon flying sword, so that he had to use the threatening sound of slaughter to attack and save himself, and then break the gold bricks and fire cables to bombard.

The tenacity of these silk threads alone is nothing, but many entanglements and weaving into a messy web are very tough.

The two of them are confident that as long as they cover the enemy, with the relatively sharp Pu Dao and Purple Wing in the hands of the enemy, they will not be able to cut it off quickly, even if the enemy knocks the two flying swords with all his strength, they can't escape the shroud of the chaotic net with their speed, even if the enemy uses the combat skill of slashing the fiery red puppet, it is difficult to break free in an instant.

They are ready to destroy one of the 'Beast Capture' magic weapons, or even both, and force the enemy to use the Sound of Killing to attack.

In the eyes of the two of them, if there is no accident with Wei Feng and the others, they can kill the enemy!

The three mid-stage cultivators who came with them smiled and summoned their respective magic weapons.

Wei Feng and the three of them looked cold, and they were also ready to make a move at any time.

The mid-stage cultivators of both sides, including Qi Long, said in advance that they would not participate, but when the lives of Yang Qing or Hao Zhan were at stake, they would do their best to take action.

Even the five Soul Concentration Realm monks also stopped galloping and stopped to watch, how could this kind of scene be seen by ordinary monks, not to mention that there were even arrogant people holding them hostage, the five of them didn't know the situation, and their hearts were still nervous.

Yang Qingsen smiled, and in the face of the two chaotic nets, he did not dodge or dodge, and his low and hoarse voice full of indifference sounded, and said, "A year ago, if you had this means, this seat might have been damaged here, but now, there is no such possibility!"

It's already close to five hundred zhang of the two of them, and there is no need to use the top-grade magic weapon Pu Dao anymore!

"Dingding!"

When the top-grade magic weapon Pu Dao, Purple Tail and the two magic weapon flying swords were fighting, the natal magic weapon that could not be seen with the naked eye appeared in his hand!

"Hey......", except for Yang Qing, all the reality realm cultivators present were surprised, their divine senses could reach Yang Qing's hands, and they suddenly felt a sharp intent, but they couldn't see the slightest with the naked eye.

"Void Crystal!"

Wei Feng and another Reality Transformation Realm cultivator recognized that the Shadowless Pu Sword was made of Void Crystal.

The murderous intent on the faces of the two Hao Zhan froze, and they shouted, "What a stinky fart!", directly manipulating the two messy nets to show it!

"Silk ......"

Thousands of silk threads are sprayed, like surging like swarms rotating at great speed, fire red inside, golden yellow outside, like most of the cocoon, and even more soaring, in the blink of an eye, it is already twenty or thirty zhang in size, messy weaving tangled silk threads in one place, one by one knotted with each other, each with the thickness of a thumb, the light is wanton! (To be continued......)