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The purple light in the eyes of the purple-haired young man flickered slightly.
This scene fell into Mu Qingxue's eyes, and was also caught in Han Changlin's eyes.
Obviously, the purple-haired young man was not really indifferent to the death of the gray-robed man. Losing one of the four Foundation-Building Dzogchen puppets would greatly reduce his combat power.
But for some reason, the purple-haired young man still didn't take action. He just frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about something?
"Fellow Daoist Qing, go and kill Daoist Zhang. These two men in black robes will be handed over to me and Fellow Daoist Lan first."
After the strong man killed a man in black robes, he saw Zhang Daoyou, who was originally controlled by the evil light magic skill, controlling the flying sword to attack him, and he couldn't help but feel a chill on his face.
After being controlled by the evil light magic skill, one can no longer be regarded as a living person. After all, even the soul can be assimilated. Even if the person who uses the evil light magic skill takes the initiative to withdraw the evil energy contained in his body, after he recovers, he will Become an idiot.
Therefore, the strong man had already made a murderous intention to kill that Fellow Daoist Zhang, and in his opinion, as long as he killed Fellow Daoist Zhang, then the three of him would deal with the two men in gray robes.
The odds of winning were relatively high, and he thought he had seen the situation clearly. As long as the purple-haired young man didn't take action, Han Changlin and others obviously had no intention of taking action.
This made the strong man full of doubts. Could it be that the four Taoist friends Qian were the back-ups left behind by the senior? After the six of them failed to obtain the Innate Demonic Stone, they took action to snatch it?
In other words, the six of them were probably used as scapegoats by that senior.
This made him immediately hate the senior with gritted teeth, but he was helpless. He also knew that this was the sorrow of low-level monks.
"good."
When the old man heard this, he didn't hesitate at all. He pointed at the hook-shaped magic weapon beside him and turned it into a huge red light, shooting towards the monk surnamed Zhang.
When the monk surnamed Zhang saw the huge red light coming towards him, he showed an evil smile on his face. He was not afraid at all. He pointed at the khaki long sword beside him, and the long sword turned into a spiritual light and faced Gou. Shape weapon.
At the same time, dark demonic energy began to appear around him. With a slight flicker, it turned into a ray of demonic light and shot towards the old man named Qing. The speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he was less than three feet in front of the old man named Qing.
The old man surnamed Qing's eyelids twitched, and his old face became paler. He had witnessed with his own eyes that his Taoist friend Zhang was penetrated by the evil light magic technique and was controlled in an instant.
Naturally, he did not dare to make the same mistake again. He quickly retreated, and he did not forget to pat the storage bag on his waist, and a yellow talisman floated out of it.
As soon as the talisman floated, it burned automatically, and then a golden light flashed gently. The monk surnamed Zhang was chasing after him. When he saw the golden light at first sight, he wanted to dodge with all his strength.
But his speed was extremely fast, and combined with the speed of the golden light, it only made him turn slightly sideways. The golden light flashed, and the lower half of his arm was broken off at the elbow. The cross-section was as smooth as a mirror, and it was also covered with a light layer of light. Golden light.
"Qiang!"
After cutting off half of the monk named Zhang's arm, the golden light took shape. It turned out to be a golden flying knife about a foot long. It hit a rock not far away and burst into a golden aura that filled the sky and dissipated. not see.
The monk surnamed Zhang had half of his arm cut off, but there was no sign of pain on his face. Instead, the evil smile on his lips grew stronger.
The whole body was wrapped in black demonic energy, and with a slight flash, it shot towards the old man surnamed Qing again.
The eyes of the old man surnamed Qing were full of murderous intent, and he was really angry. He knew very well that if he could not completely kill this fellow Daoist Zhang, then he would be the one who died here today.
However, after being controlled by the evil light magic skill, Zhang Daoyou's combat power increased instead of decreasing. Moreover, the evil light magic skill is very cunning and strange. If you are not careful, if the evil spirit energy invades your body, your soul will be controlled. At that time, he will become a humanoid puppet, just like fellow Daoist Zhang.
Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Qing no longer held back his hand. He patted the storage bag on his waist, and a yellow talisman flew out again. Looking at this yellow talisman, the old man surnamed Qing couldn't help but beat his face, revealing a An expression of pain.
The yellow talisman spontaneously ignited when it saw the wind, and then turned into a ball of pale golden light and disappeared in a flash.
Fellow Daoist Zhang, who was rushing towards the old man named Qing, suddenly appeared around him with strands of golden light, criss-crossing him, and wrapped him in it in the blink of an eye. The golden lights also turned into a golden cage.
Seeing that his talisman was working, the old man surnamed Qing was not excited at all, but his face became more and more serious. He pointed at the hook-shaped magic weapon in the distance, and the hook-shaped magic weapon turned into a huge spiritual light and flew towards Fellow Daoist Zhang. .
At the same time, the old man surnamed Qing thought for a moment, gritted his teeth secretly, took out a dark red thumb-sized ball from the storage bag again, and threw it towards Fellow Daoist Zhang without thinking.
Daoyou Zhang, who was trapped in the golden cage, had a ferocious expression on his face, and devilish faces appeared on his body, hitting the cage from all sides.
"Bang bang bang."
The human faces hit the cage, causing the cage to shine with golden light, and some of the golden light began to bend.
Obviously, this golden cage cannot trap him for too long, and the old man surnamed Qing is not trying to trap him permanently, but just to buy time for himself to use the ultimate killing method.
With a "click" sound, the light on the golden cage began to break.
The monk surnamed Zhang had a ferocious smile on his face, and he stared at the old man surnamed Qing fiercely. His expression seemed to make him want to eat him alive. Han Changlin and others who were watching on the side were also secretly frightened.
With a flick, the dark red ball turned into a dark red stream of light and shot towards Fellow Daoist Zhang.
Fellow Daoist Zhang naturally saw all this in his eyes, and the ferocious expression on his face became more and more terrifying, and the few remaining golden lights of "bang bang bang" were all swept away by him.
But before he could use his movements to dodge, a huge hook-shaped spiritual light and a dark red stream of light had already reached the top of his head and in front of him.
A huge demonic face sprang out from the top of its head, and collided with the hook-shaped aura. Suddenly the two-color aura collapsed and scattered, and the dark red bead also suddenly exploded.
A large swath of three-color flames directly enveloped the three-foot radius around the fellow Daoist Zhang. The flames were shooting out in all directions, and a scorching breath could be clearly sensed even by Han Changlin and others who were dozens of feet away.
"Samadhi Dan Fire?"
Han Changlin exclaimed in surprise. This old man surnamed Qing actually practiced Sanwei Dan Fire, which really surprised him.
If you want to cultivate the three-flavored elixir fire, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and once you enter the golden elixir stage, the three-flavored elixir fire will become completely useless. Therefore, very few foundation-building monks will practice the three-flavored elixir fire.
But very few people practice it, which does not mean that the three-flavored elixir fire is not strong. Among the foundation-building monks, the three-flavored elixir fire is a very sharp means of fighting against enemies. Once a foundation-building monk is burned by the three-flavored elixir fire on his body, he will be destroyed almost in the blink of an eye. Be reduced to ashes.
In Han Changlin's opinion, the dark red ball sent out by the old man named Qing was similar to the cyan ball sent out by the strong man before. They both compressed and condensed some of their own power through the method of condensation.
After years of hard work, he compressed his power into a ball, and when fighting the enemy, he was able to take things by surprise and turn the tide of the battle.
That fellow Daoist Zhang was turned into ashes and completely disappeared without even a scream under the fire of Sanwei Dan.
After killing fellow Daoist Zhang, the old man surnamed Qing pointed the hook-shaped magic weapon that was knocked away, and once again turned into a hook-shaped spiritual light several feet long, shooting towards a gray-robed man more than ten feet away.
When the strong man saw this scene, his face showed a look of ecstasy, and the long sword beside him also shot out at the same time, attacking a gray-robed man together with the hook-shaped magic weapon of the old man named Qing.
Seeing this, purple light flashed in the eyes of the purple-haired young man, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the calm face of the man in gray robe who was surrounded by the two men.
With a sway of his body, a large amount of dark demonic energy dispersed, and his body had already shot to a position less than three feet in front of the old man surnamed Qing.
The face of the old man surnamed Qing also showed a trace of ferocity. The hook-shaped magic weapon had already been compressed to the size of three feet, and fell from the sky towards the head of the gray-robed man.
Although the man in gray robe had already approached the old man surnamed Qing, if he took another step forward, he would be pierced through the head by the hook-shaped magic weapon falling from the sky.
The old man surnamed Qing showed a playful expression on his face, and was about to take out something from the storage bag again.
The gray-robed man laughed ferociously, and then his body dragged a ray of magic light that suddenly shot in front of the old man surnamed Qing.
"Puch."
The hook-shaped magic weapon fell from the sky and split the gray-robed man in two right in the middle of his head. The two separated halves of the body were also stirred into a shower of blood by the golden light that followed.
But from the rain of blood in the sky, a jet-black face shot out, with a ferocious smile, and it flew straight into the arms of the old man named Qing.
The old man surnamed Qing was so frightened that he flew out of his wits. Under the crazy stimulation of his magic power, he turned into a spiritual light shield and wrapped him in it.
But then, with a "bang~" sound, the spiritual light shield was directly smashed by the black face, and then the face directly penetrated into the chest of the old man surnamed Qing, and disappeared.
The old man surnamed Qing's face turned pale, and his eyes showed a hint of despair and gray. He glanced at the hook-shaped magic weapon that was close at hand, and thought about it.
The hook-shaped magic weapon flew directly to his neck, and gently circled it. As the blood sprayed, a ball of khaki aura the size of a washbasin rose from the sky, with a shrill scream, and was about to move towards him. Time flies away.
The old man surnamed Qing was also decisive. The moment the charged spirit demon energy entered his body, he directly chose to retreat and let the soul escape.
But just as the spirit of the old man surnamed Qing flew ten feet away, a big hand emitting black magic light suddenly fell from the sky and directly grabbed the earthy yellow aura into his hand.
Then he shrank back towards the purple-haired young man.
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