Liu Qingyi saw that the incoming man could not get in for a while, and he must have had other thoughts in his mind. The big man with a beard just now seemed to be seriously injured. Seeing that there was only one person coming in from behind, he knew that he must have hid aside to heal his injuries. went.
In his opinion, except for the people hiding in the underground door, there are no outsiders present at this time. Why don't he try the Five Thunder Returning Talisman? If he can kill the remaining Three Yang Realm monk, Maybe we can harvest these Spiritual Essence Stones from the mineral veins at the bottom of the mountain. At least that green and yellow strange net is a good thing.
Outside the mine tunnel, the black-clothed monk also thought to himself: "Hmph, as soon as that person uses the flying sword, I will take him away with the wind and thunder net. Compared with the spiritual essence stones in this scattered mine, The value of a top-grade Lingbao Flying Sword is hundreds of times higher."
In this way, the two people underground and on the ground each have their own plans. One has the idea of flying swords on the opposite side, and the other is trying to seize the net-shaped spiritual treasure on the opposite side. This thought across the belly is really clever and clever. , the two of them are so connected, they have a tacit understanding like a sincere couple. If the lineup of the fairyland were changed, they could be called good brothers who treat each other with sincerity.
The man in black cursed outside for a while, then tried to break into the mine tunnel several times. Almost as soon as he entered, he was beaten out by a swarm of spirit ring magic and long-range attacks from fairy beasts, but he never saw the black flying weapon. The sword appeared again, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.
Underground, Liu Qingyi's eyes flickered, and he told Bu Jiu and Xiao Jingyan: "You guys stay inside and I'll go out and take a look. After you finish collecting the Lingyuan Stone here, you can go back on your own without waiting for me." .”
"Junior brother, be careful!" Bu Jiu knew that Liu Qingyi, a skilled artist, was bold, so he didn't say anything more. In his opinion, one of the two Three Yang Realm monks was injured by Liu Qingyi in a short period of time, and the other one was unable to rush in several times. In fact, he also had some injuries, so he might not be able to be taken advantage of by his junior brother, one person and one beast. Down.
The black-clothed monk gathered up the two pieces of rags that only covered his upper body. He felt a little helpless. In the blink of an eye, he saw a purple figure floating out of the mine tunnel. His eyes trembled, "I really... really dare to come out. ?”
As soon as Liu Qingyi came out of the mine tunnel, he made the little civet hide nearby, raised his eyes to look at the ragged black-clothed monk opposite, smiled faintly and said: "What's your name? Tell me quickly, I don't know. Beat the nobodies.”
"I am your father!" The black-clothed monk shouted angrily, and a gray flying sword slashed through the air with bright sword light. A faint smile gradually appeared on his face.
In his opinion, this Tongyuan eighth-level monk ran out alone. He was just dozing off and handed him a pillow. Previously, he just wanted to take his flying sword away. Now that someone has come out, he is killing someone. It’s easier to hunt for treasures.
Liu Qingyi saw the sword light coming, almost covering a large space in front of him, but he did not dodge. When he stood still, he formed a seal with his hands and said softly: "Ice Cloud Migration Technique!"
A streak of ice mist suddenly appeared in the sky. It was struck by several sword rays and turned into a large swath of water vapor.
Liu Qingyi had been immersed in this strange magical technique from the monks of the Xingyan Sect for many days, and refined the cold marrow and ice heart, possessing the ice spirit in his body. He was already able to use this technique like an arm and a finger. Both the casting speed and the dodge distance have been greatly improved. Compared with the earlier use of ice-based objects to cast this spell, it is no longer the same.
As soon as Liu Qingyi got out of the opponent's sword slashing range, his figure emerged from the side. He raised his hand and waved out a large piece of Lingyuan Stone that spread all over the sky, shining in all directions like stars. A black flying sword appeared for a moment, Already he shouted softly in his mouth: "The wind and the wheel turn."
For a time, countless thin white light thorns emerged from the flying sword, constantly expanding and contracting and moving several feet around the body.
During this time, several white thorns followed the direction of his fingers and suddenly shot out, slashing towards the half-naked monk in black like an arrow from a string.
The black-clothed monk was secretly happy when he saw that the other party used the black flying sword again. He raised his gray sword and turned into a series of sword rays to attack him. He met several white light thorns that were shot at hand-to-hand combat, and there was a jingling sound. The crisp cries were all annihilated in the air.
"Huh? The best spiritual treasure flying sword is really powerful. This person is only at the level of Tongyuan Realm, but his swordsmanship can actually resist my sword light. I really found a treasure this time!" The black-clothed monk had a face full of surprise and surprise. A happy look.
In fact, it is no wonder that he has such conjectures. The Great Daphne Sword Sutra was originally an ancient swordsmanship with strict conditions for use. Once the possessed spirit uses it, its power far exceeds the scope of the immortal arts used by people in the immortal sect today. Furthermore, Liu Qingyi used the Transformation Technique and used a fairy-level flying sword to sacrifice. Its power was so powerful that it was unbelievable. It not only had the power to compete with the Three Yang Realm monks, but even exceeded it.
After fighting like this for a while, the gray sword wielded by the half-naked man in black was like a few fallen leaves in the autumn wind. It was completely destroyed by the white light thorns that kept coming, and there was no way to fight back.
The next moment, I saw Liu Qingyi's body stretched out, wrapped in fine white thorns, turning into a white grindstone covered with spikes, flying through the air, flying around, driving the gray sword light. At the same time, he ran straight towards the black-clothed monk.
"Ha! You're good to go!" The man saw Liu Qingyi approaching with a thorny grinding disc wrapped in his clothes, and his expression was not one of surprise but happiness on his face.
As fast as lightning, he took it out of his arms and pulled out a large green and yellow net, which suddenly covered the oncoming light-pierced grinding disc. At this moment, the sky and the earth went dark, leaving only a large green and yellow rainbow. Moving in the sky.
Liu Qingyi's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw the other party using the net-shaped spirit treasure. He stretched out his hand to create a wall of light with the Three Talents Yuanling Shield. He was almost crushed by the strange net as soon as he touched it.
The next moment, the mesh was covered with a white grindstone, and the green-yellow light hit the glowing white thorns, making a clicking sound. The white thorns shrank together, gradually revealing the ink-colored flying sword body.
When Liu Qingyi drove the flying sword to stab the front, he had already used the Ice Cloud Migration Technique to escape to the side. In his thoughts, the large group of light stabs transformed by his black flying sword was almost fixed in the air. , is being continuously destroyed by the wind and thunder power coming from the big net.
When the half-naked monk in black saw it, he said happily: "So what if the top-grade spiritual treasure flying sword! My rare treasure, the Wind and Thunder Net, is not bad at all. It is also a top-grade powerful rare treasure. How can this sword be used in a short time?" Break free!"
The Wind and Thunder Net, as an outlier among high-grade spiritual treasures, specializes in confining, seizing, and capturing. It is different from the restraint from the outside in. This rare treasure isolates all tangible materials from the inside from leaking to the outside, but it is It does not prevent attacks from outside from entering through the net, and it is too difficult to attack and kill the targets imprisoned in the net.
The man in white previously was bound by this net. Because of his imprisonment, he was fixed in the air and unable to escape. Because of his grasp, he could not use magic weapons such as spiritual treasures to attack him. The letter talisman he used could not escape at all. , was directly chopped into pieces by the power of wind and thunder.
Later, this person not only had to resist the force of wind and thunder in the net, but also had to deal with the stabs of flying swords from outside. However, he could only use two fingers to open the mesh and use some defensive magic to block, which was almost one-sided. A passive situation of being beaten.
Seeing that the black flying sword had been bound, the black-clothed monk raised his hand and raised the flying sword again, emitting several gray sword lights and slashing through the air towards Liu Qingyi on the opposite side.
The little civet cat had now revealed its figure. Its claws caught the sword light that was coming at this moment, and it struck left and right continuously, and a sound like fried beans rang out in the air.
Liu Qingyi stood still for a long time, and with a sense of sacrifice, he realized that although the thorns of light emitted by the black flying sword were temporarily imprisoned, they were still powerful enough, and they were not without the power to fight.
Thinking that the strange net was a high-grade spiritual treasure, he was reluctant to break it. After some hesitation, he took out the Five Thunder Return Talisman and held it in his hand. He sighed: "Oh, you won't be struck by lightning." , seems to be unwilling to do so."
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the green talisman in his hand forward, made a gesture with one hand and called it upward, and chanted: "Lead thunder!"
The green talisman swayed in the wind and turned into five green balls of the same size, hanging in the sky in the shape of a five-pointed star. Suddenly thunder exploded in all directions, and a silver lightning struck straight down, hitting five round green balls in the middle. One of the groups, the green group Geng who was struck, was spinning in the air, emitting a dazzling light.
Liu Qingyi stared at the black-clothed monk, made a strange hand seal with his hands, sent the dazzling green ball away, and said: "Mu Lei returns to his origin, 艽!"
Another bolt of lightning poured down, and the color of the green ball gradually turned green, and it left the position above the five-pointed star, bringing up green lightning and hitting the opponent in a flash.
"What?!" The man in black's eyes trembled. He could feel the power of the green electric light hitting in front of him. He hastily used a golden round wheel to block the front, and retreated backwards.
"Crack, crack, crack," there was a harsh and weird sound, and the ball of light hit the golden wheel, and the green arc splashed in all directions, almost crushing the golden wheel, and hit the black-clothed monk in an instant.
In mid-air, green light filled the four poles like a scorching sun, twisting like a cape, like a rainbow like paint, almost chasing the retreating black-clothed monk, and hit him in the chest first.
"Rumble" came a muffled sound, and the man paused and let out a heart-rending howl. His whole body was covered with green fire and electric light, and he kept convulsing and twisting in the air. A silver vial suddenly appeared in his hand, and he began to He sucked in the green flames and electric light around him.
How could Liu Qingyi let him do what he did? He pointed at the remaining four youth groups in front of him with both hands and said again: "Tu Lei Gui Yuan, Yin!"
I saw another bolt of lightning strike from the already dark clouds above, and injected it into one of the green balls. A dazzling yellow light appeared, and under the guidance of his hands, it shot into the air at an extremely fast speed. The monk in black is struggling.
There was a deafening thunder, and a large number of aftershocks mixed with electric snakes shot out in all directions. The space also vibrated violently, and yellow and green light curtains continued to emerge.
The black-clothed monk was wrapped in it, and a horrifying howl resounded in all directions, lasting for more than ten breaths before finally ending abruptly.
Some people died, but not completely...
