Chapter 443 Competing for the Psychic Treasure for the Gold Medal
Yun Beast glanced at Li Qiuyu, and then at Black Turtle Beast. He was a late-seventh-level monster, and his original talent was his unique ability to sense spiritual energy.
"Where can I find a very good treasure, almost as good as your wooden ruler?" Yun Beast said in a deep voice.
"Psychic treasure? Hehe, but you have to have the ability to get it." Li Qiuyu said calmly. Everyone desires the psychic treasure, but whether they can get it or not, they have to know themselves.
There are more than ten Nascent Soul Stage monks competing for him in front of him. Although he is quite strong, facing more than ten Yuanying Stage monks, he is not so arrogant.
"Then where are we going now?" Black Turtle Beast's voice reached Li Qiuyu's ears.
"Now watch here and see the situation. If I can't do it, they can use the psychic treasure." Li Qiuyu smiled mysteriously. The psychic treasure must be sacrificed and refined before it can be used.
As long as there is no psychic treasure, he is not afraid of these Nascent Soul monks. Sometimes they will be left alone, and no one of him will insist on going until the exit is opened.
If this is really the case, it is God's will. After he finished speaking, he found a stone and leaned on it. His consciousness was scanning thousands of miles away intentionally or unintentionally.
He should always pay attention to the situation in his mind. As long as those monks have exhausted their magic power or lost a few, he will have a chance.
Time passed slowly, and one day, only four of the thirteen Nascent Soul stages were left. Originally, monks in the Nascent Soul stage were not easy to lose. Unless they encountered a being at a higher level than themselves, they would only have the natural power of heaven and earth.
It can be killed.
The Nascent Soul stage monk who fell into the hands of Li Qiuyu was unlucky enough to meet a pervert like Li Qiuyu. In this world of cultivation, how many perverts like Li Qiuyu can there be? Absolutely none.
Among the thirteen Nascent Soul monks, whoever gets the psychic treasure will be attacked by other monks. In a one-on-one battle, it is difficult for two Nascent Soul monks to win or lose, but they must defeat each other.
Killing depends on luck.
But if there are several against one, then it will inevitably be lost. The one who suffered the loss will be a Nascent Soul Stage monk. The storage bag and magic weapon will be snatched by other monks.
The remaining four monks are all top monks. An old man in green clothes and white hair is watching the other three Nascent Soul stage monks from a distance.
"Fellow Taoist He Yun, please hand over the psychic treasure. It won't be lost, and you won't have a chance to use it." A middle-aged man said loudly, a huge tower-shaped ancient treasure in his hand exuding powerful spiritual energy.
"Hey, fellow Taoist Tian Zhong, the psychic treasure is in my hands. If you want to get it, go ahead." He Yun said coldly, with a dull look on his face.
"Brother Lin Ao, how about the three of us join forces to get the psychic treasure and divide the value equally? Let me say it again, we have other storage bags in our hands that have damaged fellow Taoists. I believe we can take these things out.
Let's distribute it with the psychic treasure." Tian Zhong looked at the two monks not far away and asked in a consultative tone.
"I think so too, otherwise we really can't deal with him with all our strength and confidence." Su Tian, who was not far from Lin Ao, also agreed with Tian Zhong's suggestion.
"Okay, it's settled." Lin Ao said loudly, and after speaking, he activated his consciousness, and a silver spear appeared in his hand, and his whole body's aura surged.
But these people had gone through several days of fighting, and they were basically angry with Qiang Gong, but the same was true for He Yun on the other side.
Seeing Lin Ao using all his magic power, Tian Zhong and Su Tian were also ready to take action. The momentum of the three of them spread out, and they were about to hit He Yun with the most powerful attack.
He Yun was extremely helpless. He also knew that monks who obtained the psychic treasure would be jointly attacked by other monks, but the psychic treasure was too tempting.
"Okay, here's this thing for you." He Yun rolled his eyes, his consciousness moved, and a golden butterfly flew out of the storage bag. The butterfly seemed to come alive and flew towards the three monks.
Tian Zhong and the others were pleasantly surprised when they saw the Psychic Treasure flying over. He Yun's actions were beyond their expectations. The three of them did not really join forces, they just wanted to temporarily kill He Yun who had obtained the Psychic Treasure.
Just one less enemy.
"Hehe." He Yun smiled faintly when he saw the three people's faces.
The butterfly was still flying slowly in the air, and it only flew more than ten feet away from a distance of a hundred feet. It was obviously He Yun's intention to destroy the cooperation of the three people.
"I will put this psychic treasure away first," Lin Ao said loudly, and with a movement of his body, he flew towards the butterfly. At the same time, Tian Zhong and Su Tian also flew towards the butterfly.
"Boom."
With a loud noise, the three of them flew back quickly, and all three of them stumbled back more than fifty feet at the same time before coming to a stop.
It turned out that the three of them saw the other two grabbing the psychic treasure, and instinctively smashed the ancient treasure in their hands, and the attacks of the three collided in the air.
"Brother Tian, I said that I will keep this psychic treasure first. What do you mean?" Lin Ao asked angrily, and then looked at Su Tian again.
"It turns out that the three fellow Taoists didn't really join forces." He Yun laughed loudly, with a sinister look on his face. After speaking, he dodged and was about to leave.
Seeing this, Su Tian once again floated towards the butterfly that was slowly flying in the air, and the three of them once again entered into the fight for the spiritual treasure.
He Yun watched calmly from a distance as the three of them tried their best to restore their mana. As long as the three of them consumed a lot of their mana, he could take the opportunity to kill the three of them, and the harvest would be absolutely huge.
Man’s calculation is not as good as God’s calculation
Just when he finished thinking about this idea, a shocking light shot towards him from behind. The power was so powerful that it was beyond the scope of what he could resist now.
But in the Nascent Soul stage, since he was ready to die, he turned around and used all the magic power in his body to sacrifice a huge shield. After the shield was sacrificed, his face turned as pale as white paper.
The mana was already depleted very quickly, but now it was severely overdrawn in a hurry. He swayed and almost fell to the ground.
"Boom"
There was a muffled sound, and the huge shield trembled violently, and then cracks appeared. In an instant, the shield was broken into pieces, and the remaining force landed on He Yun's chest.
A bloody hole the size of a fingertip appeared on his chest. He Yun's eyes looked unwilling, and the last mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell down with a bang.
A Nascent Soul about the size of an inch flew out and looked at the young monk in the distance in horror. The young monk had a faint smile on his face.
"you."
He Yun's Nascent Soul said one word angrily in mid-air. Before he could finish speaking, the other party slashed at him with another black sword light. He could only shut up and wave out the powerful light.
The powerful light collided with the sword light in an instant, and a look of horror appeared on Yuanying's face. The sword light was offset at the same time, but he was stabbed by a powerful divine consciousness, and then a powerful suction force grabbed him from the air.
When he recovered, the young monk's face appeared in front of him, and he was tightly grabbed by the other party, and his whole body was restrained by spiritual power.
When Li Qiuyu killed He Yun and Nascent Soul was trapped, the three finally realized something was wrong and stopped. He Yun's loss had no impact on them at all.
But there are new monks joining the fight for the spiritual treasure, which is definitely not good news for them.
"Hand over the psychic treasure and keep the three of you alive, otherwise you will all be lost." Li Qiuyu said loudly, and then imprisoned He Yun's Nascent Soul in the storage bag.
"Junior, are you looking for death? Don't scare us just because you thought you succeeded in attacking He Yun." Su Tian said coldly, his eyes looking at the butterflies flying in the sky from time to time.
Li Qiuyu had arrived at this place a long time ago and secretly hid all his aura. Unexpectedly, He Yun was so unlucky that he happened to retreat not far from where Li Qiuyu was hiding.
The butterfly flying in the air is a psychic treasure. It seems to be a psychic treasure made by a female cultivator. Only female cultivators can refine magical treasures into exquisite butterflies or strange shapes like hairpins.
None of the three had a chance to catch the butterfly in their hands. Every time someone came into contact with the Lingbao, they would attack it and fly it away.
Naturally, the spiritual treasure will not be easily destroyed by the monk's strength. Until now, the butterfly is still floating steadily between the three of them.
When Li Qiuyu saw that the three of them showed no signs of leaving, his consciousness moved, and a dull three-foot long sword appeared in his hand.
When the three of them saw the long sword in Li Qiuyu's hand, they showed a look of ridicule. They wanted to use such a broken sword with no spirit to deal with their own Nascent Soul stage cultivation.
But after Li Qiuyu swung his sword, his expression changed drastically, as if he had encountered a ghost, and then he quickly used all his magic power to offer the most powerful defense.
"Psychic treasure!"
The three of them are all monks at the peak of the early Nascent Soul, and their eyes are naturally sophisticated. The power of the psychic treasure can be easily seen at a glance. Even if they are at the peak of the early Nascent Soul, in front of the psychic treasure, they can be damaged by one careless move.
Unexpectedly, a young monk in the alchemy stage actually holds a psychic treasure in his hand. It is obvious that the other party has already mastered this spiritual treasure.
A ray of white sword light shot straight towards Su Tian. Su Tian's face turned purple and he secretly admitted that he was unlucky. Among the three of them, the other party aimed the attack at himself.
A five-pointed star-shaped silver ancient treasure appeared in front of him, and instantly became one foot in size, blocking his body tightly. But he was not worried, so he used his magic power again, and after the blessing of the protective shield, the brilliance became even brighter.
"ding dong"
With a crisp sound, the five-pointed star-shaped ancient treasure shattered into pieces, and the white sword light stabbed straight towards the desperate Su Tian. The sword light fell firmly on Su Tian.
A trace of blood appeared between Su Tian's eyebrows, and then his whole body was split into two. At the same time, an exquisite Nascent Soul also disappeared into the air.
It turned out that when he saw the danger approaching, Su Tian decisively gave up his body and prepared to leave his body. However, he never thought that Li Qiuyu's psychic treasure was too powerful. Even the five-pointed star-shaped ancient treasure could not resist him, and he did not take any chance.
arrive.
When the Nascent Soul came out of the body, it was cut in half by the sword light. One person became four halves, two halves of the body, and the two halves were the Nascent Soul. However, the Nascent Soul dissipated in the air before it hit the ground. Su Tian was completely stunned and could never be reincarnated.