Today's Yang Qing, except for the Prisoner Bull Battle Spirit, all other strengths have been exposed.

Even if it is to integrate the strength of the qi qualification with the strength of the body, so that the power has the power of the sound of killing, it cannot hide from the tribe that is attached to the Jin Jiao clan.

The leaders of the other tribe, and the monks who are familiar with Wu Yang, mostly know the power of the nine iron green wood needles and iron green light filaments, so they will speculate how Yang Qing broke it, if it is through the Jin Jiao clan's careful study of the power of the qi qualification, they should be able to guess a little, and Yang Qing in order to prevent Wu Yang's Wang Pinkun soul from becoming a climate for some reason in the future, he will scatter it with a bloody slaughter, which is not hidden from the old man in the fire clothes.

Even more so, he couldn't hide it from seeing Qiu Yan and Qilong who saw the bloody slaughter break through the iron and blue light silk and disperse Wang Pinkun's soul, and the 'column leader' would know about it.

In this way, the other monks had a certain amount of scrutiny about Yang Qing's strength.

That is, it is difficult for a monk in the middle stage of incarnation who has not yet attained a body to compete with it.

Yang Qing secretly thought that it was not easy for him to get close to an ordinary mid-stage monk of the other tribe, if it was him, if there was a strong monk who planned to kill him, he would definitely turn around and flee when he saw the other party's figure, leaving no chance of being pursued and killed.

The matter of life should not be child's play, nor should it be rash.

It's hard to get close to, and it's even harder to kill.

If you delay too long, he'll be the one to escape.

Exposing his strength, the harm outweighs the good, and he said that he wanted to kill the mid-stage cultivator of the other tribe, so he added a difficulty to it.

A large number of monks were scattered in two tribal territories, each with its own arrangement. Isolating, containing, and attacking each other, no tribe can do it, gathering the monks of the other tribe and annihilating them.

With Yang Qing's strength, it is far from being possible.

In this regard, if you want to kill two more mid-stage cultivators, you need to rely on the help of other monks in the tribe, and do it in your own tribal territory, which can be relied on because the leader of the other tribe is not easy to know the situation in this territory at any time.

It is also dependent on the fact that there are fewer monks from the other tribe in this territory, and mutual rescue cannot be comprehensive.

In order to obtain the essence blood of the Soul Beast, Yang Qing wanted to rely on the help of other monks. But the corpse of the Reality Monk is a treasure. Monks who take risks to provide assistance must be paid.

Taking the risk of dealing with the mid-stage monk and giving up the corpse of the mid-stage monk may cause the opposing tribe to attack and kill.

These three points made the Reality Transformation Realm cultivators of the same tribe unwilling to do so because of spirit stones or pure spirit stones.

After all, most monks would think. Not dependent on you. It is also possible to kill the other tribe's reality cultivators. Wouldn't it be possible to gain more from obtaining the corpse of the Reality Transformation Monk?

Even though Yang Qing had planned to kill the other tribe's mid-stage Transformation Cultivator alone, the other monks were just providing containment to buy him some time to come. The same is true.

Through the 'Leader', Yang Qing set his sights on a mid-stage cultivator of the opposing tribe, and the other party could not approach him for more than ten miles unless he was concentrating on fighting, so he had to rely on the help of a mid-stage cultivator of the Wood Spirit Root.

After the killing, Yang Qing can take away the corpse of the monk of the other tribe's mid-stage transformation, and a set of nine iron green wood needles is to provide a reward for helping the monk.

Because he had nine iron green wood needles, he sought the help of the Wood Spirit Root Monk.

Otherwise, he does not know what to expect.

A large number of pure spirit stones may be fine, but they are not as attractive as the strange magic weapon.

The nine iron green wood needles are medium-grade magic weapons, and the direct attack on vitality is very strange and powerful, but it is Wu Yang's natal magic weapon, and other monks are almost useless, and its value has dropped suddenly, but Yang Qing has a blood bead that restrains the essence of blood, which can slightly remove the essence blood in the natal magic weapon that is no longer essence blood, so that the nine iron green wood needles can be used a little bit.

Before, when I was cultivating, the Blood Bead was dealing with the Prisoner Bull Battle Spirit.

At this time, it was this Wood Spirit Root Monk who approached, and he manipulated the Blood Bead to slightly remove the essence blood that was no longer essence blood in the nine iron green wood needles.

"Snort!"

"Buzz!"

The blood and gas in the blood beads are dispersed, making the blood beads appear slightly hazy.

The nine iron green wood needles are a set, all of which are in contact with the hazy blood beads, as if a piece of red-hot soldering iron is put into cool water, and the abrasive sound is very dense, only to see the nine iron green wood needles buzzing and trembling.

After a while, a streak of black smoke escaped from the body of the needle.

The wisps of black smoke had a slight burnt taste, which was melted by the essence blood that had been removed by the blood beads, which was no longer essence blood.

The black smoke is minimal and escapes slowly.

It was just a tea cup, and although the nine iron green wood needles were still humming, there was not a trace of black smoke escaping.

Subsequently, the iron blue color of the wooden needles is slightly lighter.

Wu Yang is dead, and his natal magic weapon is almost unusable by other monks, and after the blood bead is removed slightly, the Wood Spirit Root Monk with the True Yuan can use it a little, and what kind of power it can exert depends on the ability of this Wood Spirit Root Monk.

The scales vibrated furiously, and they galloped at full speed for thousands of miles.

Along the way, try your best to hide your figure, so as not to expose your whereabouts first, so that the monks of the other tribe can guess first, take precautions and set up ambushes.

......

A middle-aged monk dressed in a green broad-sleeved Taoist robe led dozens of Spirit Realm monks was rushing towards another group of monks.

This middle-aged man was none other than the mid-stage Wood Spirit Root Cultivator who provided Yang Qing with assistance.

Yang Qing, on the other hand, hid his body with a shadow cloak fifty or sixty miles away, wrapping his whole body with most of his divine sense.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two monks each manipulated magic weapons and magic weapons to fight each other, and the magic talismans and spells were sacrificed one after another, and between the landings, the true yuan was agitated, the qi waves surged, and the fragile mountains and rocks and trees turned into debris in the sky after sweeping and raging.

Fighting with the middle-aged man of Mu Linggen, he was a round monk with an earth spirit root, no more than six feet long and nearly five feet wide, and his skin was like a gray hard rock.

The strength of the two is about the same.

If you want to hurt or kill the opponent, it is not easy to do it in a short time, you need to catch the opponent's flaws. Or have strange or powerful magic weapons.

And this place is relatively far away from the territory of the other tribe, and the closest one of the other reality realm cultivators is hundreds of miles away from this place, which is the reason why Yang Qing is targeting him through the 'Column Leader'.

"Whoa!"

"Knock knock!"

The monk used an earth-gray three-legged wine bottle that poured earth-gray fine sand like a waterfall.

These earth-gray fine sand is condensed by the true element, and this peculiar wine bottle magic weapon is urged, which is the combination of combat skills and magic weapons, and the power is very strong.

Mu Linggen's middle-aged use is a green cane. Divide into hundreds of branches, entanglement, and impact attacks. It is equal to the poured earthy gray fine sand.

Although the fight between the two mid-stage cultivators was ferocious, it was not as fierce as the fight between the more than a hundred Soul Realm cultivators.

Among these Soul Realm cultivators, there were many body refining cultivators, and they did not rush to the front, but each took out the longbow in their hand. to attack.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

A total of nearly thirty body refining cultivators each opened their bows and arrows. All three arrows at once.

It's very ferocious.

The distance is too far. The sound of the fight could not be heard, and Yang Qing could see the figures fighting in one place with his delusional eyes, and his divine sense transmitted. Knowing that the mid-stage cultivators of the other tribe had been restrained, they couldn't retreat for a while.

Yang Qing didn't hesitate in the slightest, waiting for this moment.

The monks of the other tribe must have rushed to meet him, and he knew that he had to fight quickly.

"Woohoo!"

The scales vibrated angrily, and a gray thunderbolt scurried through the mountains and forests with agility.

After getting closer, he suddenly pulled out and got up.

The speed was exerted to the extreme, and he rushed towards the round strong monk with a blood-colored slaughter in hand.

The three-legged wine bottle magic weapon is very strong, and the fine sand attack is even more pervasive, Yang Qing's scale wings cannot resist the attack of the fine sand pouring without being damaged, if you defend with slaughter, the speed will undoubtedly be greatly affected.

However, there is still a mid-stage monk here.

The green wooden staff completely entangled the earth-gray fine sand poured from the three-legged wine bottle.

Yang Qing approached the strong monk without much hindrance.

The round monk Pi Ruo rock, it seems to be very hard, he was bullied by Yang Qing before and after, he had to give up manipulating the three-legged wine bottle to attack, holding a small axe magic weapon with a foot to fight with Yang Qing in one place, this person is irritable, and suffered from a life crisis, knowing that begging for mercy is hopeless, angry like a crazy wild beast, shouted violently, "Beast, this seat is dead today, and you will become crippled!"

"Buzz!"

The small, earthy axe swung violently, slashing the air trembling.

Yang Qing's face was strange and ferocious, and he didn't care about the fierce words of the sturdy monk, if he didn't have the help of the Wood Spirit Root Monk, to resist the attack of the three-legged wine bottle pouring fine sand, he had to use his courage to kill and combine his strength, and it would take a lot of hands and feet.

His strength was much stronger than that of the round strong monk, and he had already bullied the round strong monk close to him, and he was almost able to kill him.

After a few exchanges.

"Huh!"

The blood-gray narrow sword flashed.

Played the combat skill Splitting the Sky Slash.

Due to the defeat of the previous few blows, the round strong monk was unable to stop the blood-gray sword light, and his body cultivation was very hard, and he couldn't withstand the powerful Sky Splitting Slash.

......

A few months later.

In a mountain forest on the edge of the other tribe's territory,

Qiu Yan and Qi Long were fighting a very strong Golden Spirit Root Transformation Cultivator in the middle stage.

Equivalent to killing the round strong monk, this time Yang Qing was still hiding elsewhere, and after seeing the middle stage of the other tribe's transformation monk being entangled and contained, he approached very quickly, unlike last time, this time he had to enter the territory of the other tribe slightly.

Comparatively speaking, the strength of this mid-stage cultivator of the Golden Spirit Root Transformation Reality is very strong, and the risk of entering the territory of the other tribe has increased greatly.

Qiu Yan and Qi Long were almost unable to kill each other.

However, Yang Qing, who rushed at full speed, was the killer move.

After killing this mid-stage monk of the Golden Spirit Root, he returned to the tribal territory without stopping to prevent being chased and killed by a large number of monks.

Qiu Yan and Qi Long didn't plan to ask for compensation, but after Yang Qing collected the corpse, he still took out the fiery red soldier puppet that had not fully recovered and gave it to Qiu Yan as a reward.

Which of the two of them will refine and use the fiery red puppet, Yang Qing will not consider it.

The fiery red soldier puppet is a peculiar magic weapon, that is, Qiu Yan in the middle of the transformation, and he also thinks that it is very rare, and after a little delay, he accepted it.

In exchange for nine iron green wood needles and fiery red puppets, he had the opportunity to kill two mid-stage cultivators, and magic weapons such as the three-legged wine bottle were enough to make up for the rewards used, and there was a lot of gain.

The corpses of three ordinary mid-stage cultivators were enough to exchange for the essence blood of the Painted Soul Beast.

After killing the round strong monk, Yang Qing informed the 'leader' once, and returned to the tribe this time, and after handing over the corpses of the three mid-stage monks, he took a jade bottle containing only seven or eight drops of the essence blood of the painting soul beast. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm a little tired.,I won't code words for a while.,A chapter at ten o'clock tomorrow morning will be postponed some,,, forgive me.,I'm really sleepy.