Facing the sudden attack of magical weapons.

Liang Xiao's eyes flashed coldly, and he stepped on ghost steps. A golden light flashed past, and his body had moved several feet away.

The net of corpses fell empty and covered the ground, instantly corroding the stone slabs with strange green traces.

"Oh, you have a pretty good escape technique, what about the Ghost Step? How come it's golden when you use it!"

Hua Song frowned, pushed away Yan Xiaodie in his arms, looked more cautious, raised his hand to recall the corpse net, and held it in his hand to play with.

Although he was not serious just now, the magical weapon he released was not something that ordinary preparatory disciples could avoid.

"What kind of exercises have you transferred to? Why don't you take it out and give it to your senior brother to help you learn more about it?"

Unexpectedly, the toad-faced mana was quite observant, and he could tell at a glance that the nature of Liang Xiao's ghostly shadow step was not the Blood Nightmare Technique, but some kind of purer mana.

The quality of mana reflects the quality of the skills behind it.

The general rule of the Demon Sect is that the one with the big fist is the boss.

Whatever I like, whatever I don’t have, as long as I want it, I’ll just grab it.

Like the former Blood Eye law enforcement disciple Qiu Ling, there are only a few who are willing to be friends with potential disciples.

Liang Xiao smiled lightly. From what he had just done, he already knew that the arrogant outer sect brother in front of him was actually only at the fifth level of Qi training, and could not catch up with him.

Most likely they were Little Ghost Hall disciples who had just been promoted to the outer sect last year, or the year before.

In a place like Ten Thousand Demons Cave, the effect of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is not good. There will be countless people willing to come and step on you, but you will not be able to practice normally.

Therefore, showing weakness to the enemy is the way to death.

"Forget it, since you have returned to the sect, if you don't reveal your methods, you will be walking at night in brocade clothes. It's a coincidence that you are here!"

Liang Xiao was speechless, and as he pondered in his heart, golden threads began to wrap around the fingers of his hands and elbows.

"It seems that you are toasting and not eating, but you are drinking as a penalty!"

Hua Song narrowed his eyes, and the corpse net in his hand suddenly grew larger and smaller under the stimulation of magic power. He walked around for two steps, carefully looking for any loopholes in Liang Xiao's figure, and it was about to be triggered at any time.

The vision on the former's hands obviously inspired some kind of special spell, and he had never seen this kind of spell on other disciples of Ten Thousand Demons Cave.

This made Hua Song a little afraid. Although he said the harsh words, he still refused to release the magic weapon in his hand.

Liang Xiao was able to stop where he was, looking at Yan Xiaodie's bright and dark face, which was very interesting.

After thinking for a short time, he understood why Yan Xiaodie wanted to get close to this toad-faced man who was at the fifth level of Qi training.

"Are you sacrificing your appearance in order to borrow a magic weapon? Huh, it's not surprising. In the face of reality, the criteria for selecting Taoist companions are obviously not that strict!"

The three-year competition period of Little Ghost Hall is approaching, and everyone, no matter how confused they were before, may have gone through various channels at this critical moment.

I learned what kind of miserable end it would be if I failed to pass the competition.

In order to improve their strength as much as possible, this group of ants on the hot pot will use all means to increase their combat power, even if it is temporary combat power.

Magical weapons are one of them with a significant increase, and the Little Ghost Palace Competition will probably not restrict the use of such borrowed magic weapons.

Here, the result is everything, as for the process, as for fairness, it is not important at all.

The fact was actually just as Liang Xiao had guessed, during the six months since he came down the mountain.

In order to win the Little Ghost Hall competition, some preparatory disciples have completely risked their lives.

Whether it's selling your beauty to a more powerful outer disciple to gain support, or being miserable as a spell sparring partner without any dignity.

In short, worms have their own ways, and rats have their own ways.

In the past six months, the strength of some preparatory disciples has undergone great changes.

As long as there is a way, at least before the big competition comes, a fake spiritual weapon can be with you.

If Liang Xiao didn't have the opportunity after coming down from the mountain, with only the meager resources on the mountain, even if he had Dacheng Ghost Step, it would probably be nothing.

Most likely, they will have to sell out many of their interests under the pressure of the situation.

When Yan Xiaodie heard that Liang Xiao might have advanced transformation skills, her eyes suddenly lit up, a fierce look flashed on her face, and she said to the toad-faced man:

"Senior Brother Hua Song, I heard about this guy half a year ago, but he has just broken through the third level of Qi training, and he has the fourth spiritual root qualification, so there is nothing to worry about!"

"I think his skills and spells were all acquired from this trip down the mountain. Although he is somewhat lucky, he has no backing, so you can't miss it!"

When Toad Face heard Yan Xiaodie reveal the details of the latter's heels, his eyes suddenly brightened, and the fear in his heart was long gone.

The third level of Qi training half a year ago still had four spiritual roots, but now it is at the peak of the third level of Qi training.

"I was almost fooled by your pretense!"

Hua Song laughed strangely, threw the corpse net, and then stamped his feet, with his hands in claws, and charged towards Liang Xiao with a dense black aura.

If he didn't take action, he would do his best, and the steps under his feet would change strangely, causing black shadows to ripple, and they turned out to be ghostly steps that were close to Dacheng!

"Have you said enough?"

Liang Xiao smiled coldly, his eyes flashed across the faces of Hua Song and Yan Xiaodie one after another, and with the pure magic power of the sixth level of Qi training, he activated the Tianyang Demon Suppressing Hand with both hands.

On a pair of arms, the golden mana is almost condensed into a layer of soft armor.

I saw him raise his hand to grab it, and the magic power in his hand was shaking. He actually used his skill to catch the edge of the flying corpse net, rotated it twice, and then pulled it in his hand.

The most feared layer of corpse poison on it is firmly blocked by the magic power of the Golden Crow Sun Refining Technique.

"It's just a pseudo-spiritual weapon, or is it the most inferior thing among pseudo-spiritual weapons? Is it worthy of you showing off like this?"

Under Hua Song's shocked gaze, Liang Xiao exploded with magic power, grabbed the corpse net with one hand, and slapped the latter's head and face hard.

Ah!!!

As if being stamped with a soldering iron, Hua Song's already ugly face had several traces of corrosion from corpse poison.

While screaming, energy erupted from his fingertips, ruthlessly tearing towards Liang Xiao's chest and abdomen!

A little trick!

Liang Xiao arrived first, with a pair of big golden hands like gold and iron.

He slapped the Yin Devil's claws unceremoniously, and there were only a few crisp clicks. Hua Song's fingers had already been broken several times, and lay crookedly sideways.

"Sixth level of Qi training!"

Hua Song's face was already full of fear. He moved his feet, using the ghost steps, and flashed three to five feet away, about to escape and retreat.

But Liang Xiao's Ghost Step is even more proficient than him, and he has completely mastered it.

I saw two figures on the martial arts field, one gold and one black, one after another making ghost steps.

The black shadow is always immediately overtaken by the golden figure, like an inescapable nightmare.

Boom!

In the end, Liang Xiao was like a golden flash, carrying the force of the wind, and stepped on Hua Song's chest, kicking him away.

After breaking three wooden stakes used for performing martial arts, Hua Song collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

Layers of blood foam were spitting out of his mouth, his hands and feet were abnormally twisted, and he completely lost the power to resist.

In this battle, it turned out that a preparatory disciple in gray robe defeated an outer disciple in black robe who had a magic weapon!

On the martial arts field, dozens of outer disciples of all kinds witnessed this scene.
Chapter completed!