Wei Qiyin stood quietly on the hillside, with a late-stage Jindan monk standing in front and behind him. The two men looked at him jokingly, as if they were looking at a dead man. Especially the blue-eyed old man in front of him, wearing a blue robe.
There is a hunting sound, the power of the whole body is hidden and not revealed, and the eyes are opened and closed, but it makes people shudder.
"Fake baby monk!" Wei Qiyin's sea of consciousness, the red devil shouted: "Boy, you are in trouble! These two people are not easy to deal with, a fake baby, a terminal, any one of them is enough for you to drink a pot. Run away.
Well, maybe you can save your life!"
Wei Qiyin's eyes were filled with red light. He ignored the red devil, looked at the blue-eyed old man in front of him, and asked in a cold voice: "Senior, who is an expert? It seems that he is not a contestant this time?"
The blue-eyed old man opened his eyes lightly and said with a smile: "Haha, I was also a contestant in the competition three hundred years ago, and also entered the Lion Beast Mountain. It's a pity that I couldn't reach the central hall. Today is different, I
He is already the owner of this place."
"Master?!" Wei Qiyin's heart sank.
"Yes, eight hours ago, Lion Beast Mountain was destroyed by me and several other comrades. In addition to the three fifth-level formations, we have also arranged three fifth-level formations. They can only enter but not exit. All entrants
,Death! Of course, the dead can still get out!"
"Death? Including him?" Wei Qiyin pointed at Chalong behind him.
"No! Except for Donglingmen players!"
"I understand, you are the elder of Donglingmen! But I am very curious, how did you locate me? I just teleported here. Even if you cracked the formation, it was not such a coincidence, right?" Wei Qiyin thought in his mind
Extremely gloomy.
Chalong sneered again and again: "I told you that crystal stones have a life, but flowers have no life, but you just don't listen. Where is your Huachen sword? Draw the sword!"
"Spar?" Wei Qiyin was stunned, and he finally understood the key point. If nothing unexpected happened, the bag of crystals given to him by Chalong must have his tracking mark.
"mean!"
Wei Qiyin gritted his teeth, and with a flash of consciousness, the storage belt flew out of his body. Then, with a bang, a blue long sword was wiped out. The long sword stood in the air, and the spiritual power in his hand was not retained.
The earth is poured into the sword body.
What made Wei Qiyin feel sad was that the Huachen Sword had not been verified on the treasure table of the teleportation array, but after being activated, it did not cause the slightest movement in the array, nor was it forcibly teleported away.
"Don't waste your time! The rules of the formation have been changed. Any magic weapon here can be used." Chalong chuckled and watched Wei Qiyin cast the spell in amusement.
"However, I have not changed the rules of flying in the air and escaping from the ground. Except for me and a few other colleagues, no one here can fly in the air or escape by escaping from the ground." The blue-eyed old man continued to smile.
"Master Xu Feng, can't we do the same?" Chalong's expression changed and he frowned and asked.
"No! Time is running out, and we don't have time to make minor adjustments." The old man shook his head decisively, then opened his fingers, and five sharp claws more than a foot long appeared. On each claw, blue light shone, and there were traces of electric arc flashes.
, making a hissing sound.
As soon as Lan Mang came out of the room, Wei Qiyin's heart trembled.
"Boy, this is blue light energy, which is the same as sword energy. It is inspired by cultivating this sharp claw to the extreme. Although it is not as good as purple light sword energy, it is far more than three-point small stars.
." the red devil lamented.
Wei Qiyin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his hands trembled, and the Huachen Sword flew out of the air, heading straight for the old man. A blue thunderbolt shot out, and above the thunderbolt, a roaring dragon loomed. It was a hundred feet away.
, but it arrives instantly.
"The Huachen Sword is worthy of being a first-level spiritual treasure. It is very rare to be able to activate such a state!" The old man finished speaking calmly and waved his five fingers quickly.
Five blue lights flashed out, with a slight flash, and with a bang, they suddenly turned into five blue flying knives about ten feet long. The flying knives were crystal clear, and after shooting out, the rear ones arrived first, and with only a slight flash, they
He stopped Huachen Sword in the middle.
A burst of blue light flashed violently on the Huachen sword, and with three shocking loud noises, a ten-foot-long blue cloud rose into the sky and suddenly disappeared between the sky and the earth.
"Not good!" Wei Qiyin dodged and retreated when he saw the flying knives flying out. Only three of the five flying knives were visible, and the other two were nowhere to be seen!
The moment Hua Chen Sword came out, Wei Qiyin pressed the air, and a black mysterious ball was thrown on the path ahead.
"Lei Zhenzi?!"
The blue-eyed old man exclaimed and flashed away.
"Boom~!" After the earthquake-like vibration, a blue-black fireball that was more than ten feet in size shot up. Three light blue flying knives shot back and sank into the fingers of the blue-eyed old man a hundred feet away.
.Then, there was a soft beep, and two dark green knives fell to the ground.
Huachen Sword whined and whirled back, countless tiny cracks appearing on the sword.
Just when the blue-eyed old man moved, Chalong behind him also moved.
An ice sword suddenly appeared on Wei Qiyin's retreat. The ice sword flashed away and disappeared into the air.
"The Sky-Splitting Mysterious Ice Sword!" Wei Qiyin's face turned pale.
The Sky-Splitting Xuanbing Sword, a primary spiritual treasure, is one of the three mountain-holding swords of the East Lingmen. The sword energy turns into silk, and the sword energy turns into shape, which can kill the enemy invisible.
"Boy, one foot to the left! There it is!" Black smoke billowed in Wei Qiyin's sea of consciousness.
Wei Qiyin gritted his teeth, swung his left hand sharply, and the spirit demon blade shot out.
"嗞~!" There was a muffled sound, and a piece of silver light shone on the spirit demon blade. Then, a white mist rose up in the sky, instantly covering Wei Qiyin's entire body.
"Get out of here, kid!" the red devil shouted urgently.
Unfortunately, it was too late. A sharp white claw came towards him. Wei Qiyin had no choice but to turn away from his body, and the sharp claw passed by, causing a splash of blood.
Wei Qiyin's entire right arm was gone, and it was several inches deep into his right chest. In the bloody wound, a dark red heart could be vaguely seen shaking violently. In the white mist, blood foam and black smoke curled up. Wei Qiyin's entire right arm was gone.
Yin's body also flew down the hillside with a bang, and fell a hundred feet away.
Huachen Sword and Spirit Demon Blade whined and flew back in a hurry, hovering above his head.
"Haha, Wei Qiyin, you actually have Lei Zhenzi! I haven't seen this thing for hundreds of years. It's a pity, it's a pity! It still can't change your fate, nor can it change Hua Chen's fate of annihilation."
The white mist dissipated, and the blue-eyed old man and Chalong stood side by side on the hillside, looking at Wei Qiyin who was constantly struggling, shaking his head and sighing.
"Master Xu Feng, leave him to me! I will cut him into pieces with ten thousand swords and make him lose his soul!" Chalong gritted his teeth, pointed at Wei Qiyin, and said to the blue-eyed old man.
"Okay! I'll give you a stick of incense time. I hope that after you kill him, it will have some effect on your attack on the Nascent Soul."
The old man nodded slightly. At this moment, a black jade plaque on his waist suddenly shattered.
"Eh? Bastard! Who did this?!" The blue-eyed old man became furious instantly.
"What happened, Master Xu Feng?" Chalong hurriedly sent a message.
"Rongwen Shenhun Card is broken!" The blue-eyed old man was furious and said through gritted teeth.
"Rong Wen? Master of the Twenty-one Peaks?" Chalong's heart trembled slightly.
What kind of existence is it that can kill the peak master at the end of the Golden Core? Almost all the peak masters in the Dongling Sect are people with extremely strong killing power. Except for Ge Yuan, who is an outlier, they all lick the blood of the Golden Core. Most of those who can be killed by foot are likely to break through the elixir and become infants. Even he, Chalong, has no chance of winning in front of all the peak masters, let alone killing him.
Rong Wen, the master of the twenty-one peaks, the peak of the late Jindan period, and the master of the alchemy formation. The high-level elixirs and formations he refines are one of the sources that the golden elixir monks of Donglingmen need daily. Although his killing power is He is not the best, but he has many weapons and can smash people to death with crystals. No one in the Dongling Sect except the elder Anbu dares to provoke him easily.
"Chalong, I have to go take a look. One of the three newly added fifth-level formations was arranged by him. One of the original three forbidden formations was cracked by Rong Wen. If Rong Wen really dies, how many times will he do it? After an hour, the new formation he set up will be self-defeating, and all our hard work will be in vain. And the old formation is probably restored to its original state, and we will be restricted by this formation again. This I leave it to you! You, a fellow cultivator, are both the first core, and he took my claws. If you still can't deal with him, I can only say that you are a complete waste, and there is no place for you in Donglingmen anymore! "
The blue-eyed old man frowned tightly, and without waiting for Chalong's reply, he ducked and was about to fly up, but suddenly fell back to the ground. He seemed to be under a huge pressure.
"What the hell!"
The blue-eyed old man bared his teeth and showed an angry look on his face. Then, his body flashed sharply and flew along the ground. After a few flashes, he disappeared.
During this pause, Wei Qiyin finally struggled to get up. A stream of light shone on his right arm, and a bronze arm slowly appeared. On the arm, a bloody scimitar appeared faintly. The tip of the scimitar penetrated straight into his heart, leaving him exposed. In the air, it is breathtaking.
"Huh? You can also conjure up a strange arm?! It's costing you a lot of blood, right? Gah gah! Come on, be the ghost under my sword!"
Chalong was stunned for a moment, then as if he had some realization, he laughed wantonly, and slowly raised the Sky-Splitting Mysterious Ice Sword in his hand again.