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Chapter 271 The vicious magic weapon

 "Is it just a top-quality magic weapon?"

Sensing the fluctuations emanating from the whip, Lin Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If the object used by the opponent was a spiritual treasure, it would be difficult to deal with it.

Fortunately, this inner voice was not noticed by Yi Kun, otherwise this kind of contempt would only make him more angry.

As the green light shone, Lin Qi dodged the black whip and used a Qinggang sword to deal with it.

Every time the black whip is swung, it will emit an evil spirit, and you can even faintly hear the wails of evil spirits from above. If you are weak-minded, just hearing its sound will cause your mind to shake and you will be unable to control your spirit.

force.

"You are indeed different from ordinary foundation-building monks, but next I will let you see the true strength of the Golden Core realm!"

Yi Kun tried several times but failed to restrain Lin Qi, and he gradually felt that he was losing face.

Ever since he came to the vicinity of Guanyue Sect, he was keenly aware of the auras of several Jindan monks. Needless to say, some nearby monks of the same realm heard about the grievances between the Yi family and Guanyue Sect and came here to watch.

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If you perform too poorly, you will undoubtedly be looked down upon by others, and your family will also be discriminated against.

Thinking of this, Yi Kun no longer held back, and his strength at the middle stage of the Golden Core completely blossomed!

"Those needles will automatically lock onto the target?"

Back at the top of the mountain, Yang Liu watched Lin Qi almost being hit by the soul-locking needle several times, and his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously used the magic formula to help.

The person who came was surprisingly the elder of Baihua Sect, Fairy Yangliu!

"Greetings to Younger Yangliu!"

The white tentacles slowly retracted and returned to the white whip in Yi Kun's hand, but there were several lingering sword marks underneath, and there were even burrs under the whip body.

As a golden elixir monk, you can know the origin of a special magic weapon at a glance, especially this sinister magic weapon, which is the most embarrassing.

Although I have a body of golden elixir, I still dare to take risks with my body.

After all, among Taoist monks like myself, the majority are monks who use swords.

The power that just exploded was something that a foundation-building monk could use, and the ability to pierce my protective magic weapon with a sword was something that only a monk of the same realm could do!

"I am special, Yi Kun is my opponent."

"Boy, I'm going to grind your bones to ashes, and the entire Guanyue Sect will be buried with you! I'm going to let you watch them all die tragically in front of you!"

But Yi Kun could still feel a heartbreaking pain, a feeling I had never experienced in hundreds of years.

As soon as the sword fell, a crack seemed to appear in the void. There was an ordinary will in the sword energy. The prison of the white long whip magic weapon was easily broken open. The raging sword energy exploded at the same time, scattering the scattered tentacles.

Cut into pieces again.

There were sharp spikes under these tentacles, faintly glowing with red light, as if they were thirsty for blood, and they faced Lin Qi strangely.

But suddenly he realized that Lin Qi had not yet exploded into the Jindan realm, which made him smile.

Lin Qi tossed and turned in the air several times, but he was always able to get rid of the white light. After a slight delay, the other two soul-locking needles that were knocked away flew over again.

When they saw the man in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, the seven of them stopped being distracted.

As soon as the old man Guan Hong finished speaking, the aftermath of the explosion of sword energy passed by several of us.

Lin Qi could feel the threat under the tentacles. Although the red spikes were large, they contained an evil force. Once he was injured, this force would spread along the seven wounds.<

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When did I care so much about a woman?

However, even with the Qingzhi sword, Lin Qi's current understanding of the sword has not reached an incredible level.

He is just a foundation-building monk. If he dies, he will die. It is worth breaking the relationship with fellow Jindan Taoist.

"What a slow speed!"

The Guan Hong monks watching the battle all had bright faces when they saw the Soul Needle appear, and Yang Liu was the most obvious among them.

There is still a faint sword intention in the air, and it is nothing to be entangled with the breeze.

"He really pissed you off!"

He later used his killing move, but it was actually cracked by a foundation-building monk and even damaged his magic weapon. How could Yi Kun tolerate it?

The whirling tentacles suddenly united, and each tentacle was like a living creature, surrounding Lin Qi in all directions, forming a strange cage in the blink of an eye.

"Yi Kun has also been like this. He even managed to get a foundation-building monk?"

At that moment, Yi Kun suddenly felt panic in his heart, and he gradually felt like shrinking back!

This thing is a sinister magic weapon that I refined using the blood of darkness and the resentment of the male cultivator who died tragically. It is called the Life-Destroying Soul Needle!

"Yes, it's just a low-level flying sword. It's made of low-level green stone and has ordinary abilities. The power that just exploded should be the sword intention that the monk himself understood!"

Lin Qi was almost close to me. This flying sword emitting green light actually pierced my chest and was blocked by the personal defense weapon.

That kind of insidious magic weapon is the best way to prevent it!

"This foundation-building monk is special. He can kill more than seventy foundation-building monks of the Yi family with one sword. How can he be defeated so hard? The difference between passing the red realm and foundation-building is too small. It depends on how long I can persist.

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"My sword is a top-quality magic weapon, right?"

Although with the power of the Qingzhi Sword, this prison can be broken easily, but if this sword is not discovered by the surrounding Jindan monks, it is extremely unlikely that there is even an old Nascent Soul monster watching from a distance.<

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"The sword energy returns to its origin!"

At the bottom of the mountain, seven monks were sitting or standing. It seemed that we had not appeared here before, and they seemed to have been paying attention to Shao Shi for a long time.

The speaker was a middle-aged woman leaning against a dead tree. When she mentioned Yi Kun, her tone was obviously not disdainful.

Seeing the blooming sword intent, a Jindan monk watching the battle from a distance asked with some conviction.

As soon as the life-killing soul needle was released, Lin Qi felt a palpitation in his heart, and his upper consciousness used the Xuanling Mirror to protect his body.

The bad thing is that the speed of transformation of spiritual thoughts is much faster than the control of the body. When the golden light flashed, a layer of silver light armor appeared under Yi Kun, but this huge force still hit me, making me

The whole person instantly flew dozens of miles away!

Then the Qinggang Sword in his hand burst out with a rich light, and his whole body was filled with sword intent.

"He actually hid his cultivation! You are a golden elixir monk!"

Suddenly, a confident voice came, making several people turn their heads in surprise.

Yi Kun narrowed his eyes slightly and used his consciousness to sense his surroundings. At the same time, he sensed a golden light coming instantly!

The best magic weapons contain ordinary power. I subconsciously thought that the power that just exploded was the power of the sword itself.

While shouting angrily, he raised his right hand slowly, and several white sharp edges shot out!

Sure enough, at the last moment, this figure suddenly burst out with bright golden light. The whole person was like a big sun, and the light was so intense that people could not look directly at it.

Another old man sitting under the stone said with a smile, the elder of the Guanyue Sect was obviously a monk from here, and everyone knew about it, so they stopped him after he got into trouble.

Every forty-four thoughts of resentment can be used to refine a life-killing soul needle, but I actually used seven of them right now!

Lin Qi used his flying sword to block two of them. Before he could dodge the sharp edge, the Xuanling Mirror shot out a beam of light and immobilized two of them, leaving only the front one, but he still managed to get rid of it.

Yi Kun roared angrily, and the long whip in his hand suddenly turned into a giant tentacle, spinning rapidly around his body!

"You don't have that kind of means yet?"
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