Forced to fight in close combat, Bai Lengxiao's heart was already feeling cold.
Wu Wudi lost to this person in close combat, and it was even more impossible for him to win in close combat.
However, his pride as a disciple of the Seven Gods did not allow him to give up his resistance.
Bai Lengxiao gritted his teeth, his eyes shining with determination.
He knew that he could no longer be passively beaten and had to take the initiative, otherwise he would be suppressed by Zhou Qiankun until he was unable to resist.
With a flash of his body, he quickly rose into the air, his hands formed strange seals, and a magic circle of colorful lights was instantly formed.
The air around Bai Lengxiao began to twist, and a powerful force surged.
"The power of the Seven Gods, manifest!"
Bai Lengxiao let out a low drink, and his body instantly exploded with astonishing momentum.
Seven rays of light bloomed from his body, representing the seven powers of God.
He gathered the power of the Seven Divine Dao Dharma and prepared to attack, aiming to repel Zhou Qiankun with one blow.
These seven powers are the power of thunder and lightning, the power of fire, the power of frost, the power of hurricane, the power of earth, the power of light and the power of darkness.
The seven forces intertwined with each other to form an extremely powerful impact.
Bai Lengxiao relied on this power and rushed towards Zhou Qiankun like a gust of wind.
When Zhou Qiankun saw this, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.
He did not dare to underestimate Bai Lengxiao's power of the Seven Gods. This was the supreme secret technique of the Seven Gods Religion. Each power contained the power to destroy everything.
"Big Buddha Hand!"
Zhou Qiankun's eyes turned cold, and he held up the sky with one palm. The sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and he shot out a hand big enough to tear the sky apart.
The hand carried a strong aura of death, turning the area within a few miles into a dead zone.
With one palm strike, the wind, thunder, fire, ice, earth, light, and darkness retreated step by step and were wiped out bit by bit.
Bai Lengxiao's eyes widened. This palm actually suppressed the light of the seven gods.
"Suppression!"
Zhou Qiankun shouted coldly, and the Great Buddha's hand was like a millstone, wiping out the power of the seven gods, and slapped Bai Lengxiao with his palm.
With a bang, Bai Lengxiao's body exploded and turned into blood mist.
In the blood mist, a blood talisman broke through the air, leaving only a space ring lying lonely on the earth.
Among the twelve heroes, one more was killed.
Zhou Qiankun waved his hand, and the space ring flew up and fell into his hand.
Zhou Qiankun opened it and saw that it was filled with elixirs, most of which were medium-grade elixirs. Among them was Bailiancao, which he had longed for.
Zhou Qiankun was slightly happy.
"I didn't expect it to take so much effort. Now I have finally got all the materials for the Lingtai Solid Base Liquid. Next, I just need the last ingredient of the Linghai Solid Base Liquid, Jushen Ye and Sunburned Ginseng. This trip is complete. , then you can keep a low profile and find a few natural and earthly treasures to go back and do business with."
Two things attracted Zhou Qiankun's attention.
One of them is spider silk. The spider silk is like jade, full of toughness and of high quality.
The other item was a large piece of ore, which Zhou Qiankun had seen at the Yuxu City auction house.
"It's the Immortal Silk Spirit Thread and the Powan Stone!"
Fairy silk threads are the main material for making high-grade spiritual weapons and fairy clothes.
The Immortal Spirit Clothes are extremely famous among high-grade spiritual weapons because they are lightweight and have amazing defensive power.
Wearing fairy clothes can defend against attacks from the soul, and magic attacks can also be reduced by 70%.
At the same time, the Fairy Clothes can also enhance the power of spells. For yellow-level spells, the power can be doubled.
Xuan level spells can increase the power by 70%.
Earth level spells can be increased by 50%.
Heaven level spells can be increased by 30%.
A piece of fairy clothing is priceless, even if the top ten superpowers don't have more than ten!
Zhou Qiankun breathed heavily and exclaimed in his heart: "Fuck it! Bai Lengxiao, you are such a good person!"
If Bai Lengxiao heard this, he would be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood.
This was obtained by him after a bloody battle with the Pansi Demon Spider in Pansi Cave and with great effort.
I originally planned to make fairy clothes for myself, but now I am making wedding clothes for Zhou Qiankun's disciples!
Zhou Qiankun looked at the Powan Stone again. This stone can isolate the soul from detection. If it hadn't been for this stone, how could the top ten superpowers and many first-rate forces be fooled around?
He has realized the value of this ore. From now on, even if he stands in front of the gods and gods with his Wang Ling suit, the other party will not be able to see through his depth.
Take a small piece of broken stone and grind it into powder.
Put it in a bag and leave quietly.
Continuing to chase south, what he has to deal with now is Fen Zhen Sect Yan Qingchuan.
Outside the Tianling Mountains, another blood talisman flew out.
This time, everyone's eyes widened again and their expressions became frightened.
It was the first time in history that three heroes were killed in a row in one day.
The blood talisman flew out and flew into the spirit boat of the Seven Gods Sect.
Bai Lengxiao's equally embarrassed figure appeared.
He glanced at Wu Wudi who was receiving treatment, and he was no longer surprised.
The elder of the Seven Gods Sect had a serious tone.
"Leng Xiao, were you also killed by that evil cultivator?"
Bai Lengxiao smiled bitterly and nodded, feeling helpless.
"Yes, elder, I was defeated by him too."
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief at Bai Lengxiao's injuries. His body was covered with deep and shallow wounds, and blood kept pouring out, making people frightened.
"This evil cultivator is really terrifying. He was able to kill three heroes in a row."
"How strong is he? He is actually able to win against three heroes in a row."
Everyone's hearts were filled with doubts and fears, and they began to reassess the strength of this evil cultivator.
"Then the evil cultivator will be more at ease. After all, even if there are three heroes fighting in a row, no matter how strong they are, they will be exhausted."
The others nodded in approval. One man was fighting three heroes in a row. Even a cow should be tired and lay down.
At this moment, Yan Qingchuan was extremely depressed, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
He is very angry when walking, even if he meets a dog on the road, he will slap him twice.
Those disciples who accidentally met him were even more unlucky. All their belongings were robbed, and they returned to before liberation.
At this moment, everyone is wondering, did this guy eat gunpowder today? So angry.
In front of the bare stone forest, a man in a black robe and mask has been waiting for a long time.
In front of the forest of rocks, there was silence, except for the sound of the gentle breeze ruffling the rocks, which was powerful and powerful, like thousands of troops fighting.
The stone pillars are like peaks, standing upright between heaven and earth.
They are silent spectators, silent witnesses of the coming war.
The man in the black robe mask was tall and mighty, his black robe fluttering in the wind, and his eyes under the mask revealed indifference and determination.
His eyes were staring at the depths of the stone forest, as if waiting for an important confrontation.
Yan Qingchuan's furious footsteps stopped, and the halberd on his shoulder trembled suddenly.
Then, everything became calm, and he looked straight at Zhou Qiankun, as if he wanted to see all of his past and future.
However, all he could see was the faceless mask and the pitch-black robe.
