While speaking, Lin Qing had quickly put on the robe of a white-clothed disciple. After letting the Black Water San disciples see it clearly, he put on the "War Victory Armor" again!
"It's bitter!" Heishui Sanren said in his heart: "I was really fooled this time. The person who came to me only said he was an ordinary blue-clothed disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. I coveted those things and agreed in a hurry. Why didn't I want to
Think about it, how can an ordinary disciple in blue have both a spiritual beast and a top-notch magic weapon?"
It's just that people who are able to condense the golden elixir successfully are extremely ruthless and decisive people. This Black Water Sanren only hesitated for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said with a ferocious smile:
"So what if you are really a white-robed disciple of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect? It's just you and me here. My master killed you and immediately ran away. Does anyone know that this master did this?"
After saying that, the Blackwater Sanskrit immediately activated the "Yin Kui Iron Sword" and stabbed Lin Qing, still looking like he was fighting hard. Novel
Lin Qing, who had learned his lesson, still dared to be careless and used all his strength to activate the "Heaven Axe" to rotate for defense.
It's just that the difference in mana between the two was too big. The three-foot-long "Yinkui Iron Sword" was like a heavy hammer, hitting the one-foot-long "Batian Ax" with a clanking sound, and it stepped back. Fortunately,
Now that Lin Qing has completely refined the medicinal power, he can slowly retreat to relieve the pressure.
"I didn't expect this kid to be so resilient. If the stalemate lasts for a long time and is seen by other monks passing by, my identity will be exposed. I must use my full strength!" After thinking secretly in his heart, Heishui Sanren suddenly suddenly
Shout loudly:
"Precarious!"
I saw black mist suddenly rising within fifty feet around Lin Qing, and strange winds carrying black water droplets rising out of the air, wrapping him tightly in the middle.
Normally, strong winds would blow away the thick fog, but the high-level spell released by the Black Water San people can only be performed by Golden Core monks, which greatly goes against common sense.
Thick black fog, jet-black raindrops, and the strange sharp wind were all wrapped together, rolling and flowing around Lin Qing. It was not clear whether the fog was pressing the wind, or whether the wind was driving the fog, and those raindrops were even more intense.
Like pebbles brought up by the rapids, it hit Lin Qing hard.
This black mist obviously had the effect of blocking his spiritual consciousness. Lin Qing almost instantly lost control of the "Batian Ax". If he could not block the "Yin Kui Iron Sword", he would be unable to see his fingers in this black mist.
, he couldn't hold on for long at all.
Lin Qing simply stopped moving and concentrated on controlling the "Batian Ax" in front of him, resisting the heavier impact of the "Yin Kui Iron Sword".
At this time, his body made a crisp "ding, ding, ding" sound like steel beans fried in an iron pot, which was the sound produced when the black water droplets hit the "warrior's victory armor".
Fortunately, these water droplets were magically transformed, and their power was relatively limited. They could not cause harm to Lin Qing, who was protected by the "Soldier Victory Armor". Even so, the two black rains on Lin Qing's faceplate were also
It caused him unbearable pain.
"If I continue to be beaten so passively, there will be no chance at all. I still have to find that old boy and find a way to get him!" Lin Qing thought secretly in her heart and tried to search around with her spiritual sense.
This Blackwater Sanskrit is really cautious. Now he is no longer suspended in one position. Lin Qing can only vaguely feel that this old guy is in the east and west. He is completely useless.
Divine consciousness locked!
The most annoying thing is that this old guy always maintains a distance of sixty or seventy feet from Lin Qing. At this distance, the Golden Core monk has no problem whether he is casting spells or controlling magic weapons, while the foundation-building monks
It cannot be done.
Lin Qing thought about it. If he used magic to attack, at this distance, even if he hit the Black Water Sanren, he probably wouldn't be able to break through the defense of his robe. If he used a magic weapon to attack, at such a long distance, the flexibility of the magic weapon would be impossible.
It is also affected, and this old boy might take away the magic weapon. It is really too dangerous.
At the critical moment, the "ghost-faced four-clawed owl" who had already fought with the black water dragon into the air suddenly let out a sharp roar, and used all four claws to grab the spiritually transformed black water dragon into several pieces.
Then, the huge wings of the "Ghost-Faced Four-Clawed Owl" vibrated rapidly, blowing away the large group of black water aura!
The opportunity has arisen!
"Use your ultimate move to attack that old man with a beard!"
Seeing that the "Ghost-Faced Four-Clawed Owl" broke the Black Water Dragon Spell of the Black Water Sanren, Lin Qing immediately gave instructions to his auxiliary pet.
I saw the whole body of the "ghost-faced four-clawed owl" suddenly trembling, and the dozen or so iron feathers on his body, carrying the chilling cold wind, screamed and shot straight towards the Black Water Sanren!
This is the "Wind Feather Thorn", the innate magical power of the "Ghost-faced Four-clawed Owl". It uses the powerful wind demon power of the Ghost-faced Four-clawed Owl to shoot at the enemy with feathers that are sharper than arrows made of fine iron.
After being promoted to a lower-grade spiritual beast, the "Wind Feather Thorn" is not only more powerful than before, but also has a special additional function.
The Heishui Sanren also reacted very quickly. With a thought, he released two magic shields without even raising his hands, and blocked the "Wind Feather Thorn" flying towards him.
These two magic shields are about the size of the Table of Eight Immortals, watery, bright white, with surging waves, as if they were two shrunken lakes!
These dozen "Wind Feather Thorns" did not move in unison, but came out one after another. Their powerful momentum was as powerful as the giant crossbow arrows fired by the crossbow in the army!
The two water shields released by the Golden Core Stage monks with all their strength only blocked two "Wind Feather Thorns", and then were pierced by the "Wind Feather Thorns" that followed like bubbles blown by a child!
The remaining "Wind Feather Thorns" were fired at the Black Water Swordsman without any loss of momentum. These "Wind Feather Thorns" were widely distributed, completely blocking all angles from which he could dodge!
What a Blackwater Loose Cultivator, although he did not expect that his magic shield would not be able to stop these iron feathers at all, and he had no time to dodge to other places, he still made an immediate response.
Heishui Sanren's body was elongated and twisted like a noodle, his whole body was bent at strange angles, and he was actually swaying slightly, arranging his body like a twisted wire.
At this time, if one stands behind Heishui Sanren and looks at the iron feathers that are shooting towards him, one will find that his body is actually posed according to the gaps between the dozens of iron feathers. In other words, when the iron feathers are shot towards him,
At the moment in front of him, every shot will fly past him with a slight miss, and none of them will hit him!
This is truly a bold act for an expert. Who would have thought that the Golden Core Stage monk Heishui Sanren, who was a little too cautious just now, would use such a thrilling method to dodge the "Wind Feather Thorn" that could easily break through his own shield!
However, before Blackwater Sanjin could feel complacent, the dozen or so iron feathers that were about to pass by him exploded at the same time. The feathers that were originally nearly two feet long turned into dozens of feathers.
Long short thorns splash out!
In a hurry, Black Water Sanren used the sleeves of his robe to protect his head and face, and gathered all his energy to hold up his robe. He wanted to resist these short thorns, but the innate magical power of a low-grade spiritual beast-level demon pet could not be tolerated.
A little peek?
Dozens of small holes were immediately pierced in the black water Sanren's robe, and blood spurted out, just like a water bag that had been pricked by random needles!
"ah-!"
Black Water Sanren raised his fists to the sky with both hands and roared angrily. This was the first time he was injured after forming the pill. Although his internal organs were well protected and had not been penetrated by short thorns, the injuries were not serious. He could be injured by a
The junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage fought so embarrassingly that his face suddenly lost its expression!
"Young master, I won't accompany you anymore, I'll be waiting for our endless pursuit from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect!"
At this time, he looked for Lin Qing to talk to him again, but found that the young man had already taken advantage of this moment to jump on the back of the four-clawed monster owl, turned around and fled away!
When there is an absolute gap in strength with the enemy, finding an opportunity to escape is of course the best way. Unless it is a last resort, Lin Qing is certainly not willing to fight to the death with a Golden Core monk who is one level above him.
When choosing the direction to escape, Lin Qing realized that the Black Water San Qiang had been blocking the direction of Kunyang City from the beginning, and that was undoubtedly the closest and safest place.
As long as they can run to Kunyang City, even the Golden Core Stage monks would not dare to chase and kill others at will in the capital of the Great Dian Kingdom, not to mention that doing so would mean openly provoking the dignity of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect!
Heishui Sanren, who was born as a loose cultivator, considered everything very carefully. Although he did not think that a monk in the foundation building stage could escape from his hands, he still firmly blocked the direction of Kunyang City that was most unfavorable to him.
In desperation, Lin Qing had no choice but to urge the "Ghost-Faced Four-Clawed Owl" to fly towards the east, hoping to use the speed of this spiritual beast to get rid of the Black Water Sanren.
As long as he can create enough distance and break away from the spiritual lock of Blackwater Sanren, Lin Qing can use the earth movement technique to burrow into the ground and leave safely.
Seeing that Lin Qing had escaped a hundred feet away in the blink of an eye, Heishui Sanren sneered. He was not in a hurry to catch up. Three green healing pills appeared out of thin air in front of him. They were floating there, which was really beautiful.
There were only "crackling" sounds. After the black water Sanren used his kung fu to knead the elixir into powder, a strong black water aura wrapped the powdered medicinal noodles inside, and then dozens of them were instantly ejected from his body.
The blood seeped into the small holes where the blood was piercing, and the blood was immediately stopped like a water dragon closing a floodgate.
Immediately afterwards, another brown pill flew out and fell directly into the mouth of Heishui Sanren. He then raised his arms, stepped on the "Yin Kui Iron Sword", and quickly chased after him from behind.
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For the Golden Core Stage monks, although they can fly through the air with their physical bodies, they still control the weapons faster, especially this kind of flying sword weapon, which is simply the best weapon for monks who like to fly at high altitudes.