Family Cultivation: I have a skill panel

Chapter 293 Qingwei died, the spirit tree changed

Zhao Xiuxuan never thought of really helping this old ghost overcome the thunder disaster, but was ready to wait for the opportunity to kill Qingwei old monster in one fell swoop.

There are two considerations for waiting until now.

First, because the old monster was protected by the three ghost kings before, and he was also a golden elixir Dzogchen monk, it was very difficult to kill him quickly.

Second, the Thunder Tribulation has been saved. Anyway, it is true that these people on our side are within the attack range of the Thunder Tribulation. Even if you kill the Qingwei old monster and the Thunder-hating Ghost King, they will still face the Thunder Tribulation. It is better to let Qingwei The arrangement of the boss to offset a few thunder disasters.

And the development of the matter was exactly as Zhao Xiuxuan expected.

After all sorts of things, now Zhao Xiuxuan has found the best opportunity, the thunder-hating ghost king is immobilized by the thunder calamity, the other two ghosts are also blocking, and the Qingwei old monster just happened to loosen his mind at this time.

It is a great opportunity!How can I miss it!
If you really wait for this old monster to become a baby, it will be too late!
The fifth sky thunder sprinkled purple light all over the sky, and when the three ghosts were all resisting the sky thunder, Zhao Xiuxuan rushed to attack.

However, the Qingwei old monster is not a fuel-efficient lamp, how could he not be wary of people like Zhao Xiuxuan.

I saw that the adobe stone tablet raised behind him made more than a dozen ripples like water waves on his side.

The blue chain drilled out of Zhao Xiuxuan's storage bag immediately stagnated in the air, swaying with the waves like a weak wicker.

After missing a hit, Zhao Xiuxuan swept his sleeves away, and the brilliant fire spirit jade flew away, turning into several balls of green fire and shooting out.

"laugh!"

The green fire pierced through the ripples of the aura of the stone tablet, as if falling into water, and gradually melted with a few "chi chi" sounds.

Seeing this, Qingwei old monster said with a sinister smile:
"My ancient ashes are not mortal objects. How can you, a junior in the early stage of Jindan, be able to break them? Even if you have Xunhai's brilliant fire spirit jade in your hand, this magic weapon claims to melt and burn all things, but it is nothing more than vain. has a name"

The old monster Qingwei had obviously dealt with Xun Hai before, and he knew his magic weapon like the back of his hand.

"Boy, I will deal with you later!"

The power of the sixth thunder was obviously beyond the expectation of the old monster Qingwei, so he had to resort to some countermeasures.

He thought for a while, and finally decided to play it safe. He tapped the storage bag, and a grain of rice aura flew out of the storage bag. Look carefully, each grain of rice aura is a silver-gray needle. Trocar magic weapon.

A complete set of needle magic weapons often have magical effects that are hard to guard against. Unfortunately, there is a huge limit to the strength of the monks. The average monk at the early stage of Golden Core can control a set of magic weapons with a hundred needles is already the limit. There are about three hundred pieces, and in the later stage of Golden Core, there are only five or six hundred monks who have completed Golden Core.

The control of the magic weapon is related to the monk's spiritual sense, the stronger the spiritual sense, the more flying needles can be controlled.

Of course, some of them have something to do with the formation engraved on the flying needle magic weapon, and the quality of the formation will also improve the control.

There are thousands of flying needles drilled out of the Qingwei old monster's storage bag densely.

As soon as these flying needles appeared, they flew away separately, coming towards Zhao Xiuxuan in different directions.

After throwing the flying needle magic weapon, the old monster Qingwei was in a hurry again, hammering his chest, and a black light penetrated into the body of the thunder-hate ghost king who was already a little depressed. The beating Lengyou will-o'-the-wisp came alive again.

At the same time, the three ghost kings also devised various means to suppress the three masters and concubines in their busy schedule.

But in this way, the pressure on the ghost king of Yinlei to be hit by Leijie will be doubled. As a last resort, the ghost chewed on the skull mouth, and spit out a large amount of cold white Yinlei from his mouth with a snort, piercing and piercing. bumped together.

This cold white cloudy thunder seems to have the natural effect of resisting thunder disasters, and the mighty sky thunder was unexpectedly resisted by the ghost king of the cloudy thunder for a while.

There was already a battle behind him, so naturally no one could defend Zhao Xiuxuan from the flying needle magic weapon that was dense like drizzle.

However, Zhao Xiuxuan is not a vegetarian either, I saw him once again sacrificed the magic weapon he had obtained not long ago.

[Ancient Treasure, Mo Lingfeng Map]

On the ink mountain, the backflow of the stream and the flying flowers and fallen leaves turned into a barrier, enclosing all the magic weapons of flying needles.

However, the magic weapon of the flying needle is like a swarm of bees in a flower bush, buzzing and fluttering again, and all kinds of ink and wash objects in the boo also rise up one after another, fighting with the flying needle.

The reason why he didn't use sword qi to fight with the flying needle magic weapon was mainly because Zhao Xiuxuan needed to concentrate on controlling the sword qi, but this [Mo Lingfeng Diagram] could attack automatically.

In this way, the method used by Qingwei old monster to restrain Zhao Xiuxuan was miscalculated.

Zhao Xiuxuan, who was hiding behind the ancient treasure, grasped and waved his hands, and the sword aura shot up into the sky, streaks of cyan sword aura hung upside down like a galaxy, flew into the air and condensed into a big sword hanging above the head of Qingwei old monster.

[Great Sword Art (0) 280/400] +10;

During the battle, Zhao Xiuxuan suddenly had an inexplicable understanding in his heart, and he became more proficient in using the giant sword technique.

The proficiency of the skill panel is increasing.

"boom!"

The huge sword fell fiercely, like a beheading sword, piercing through the ripples of aura that were still rippling on the dusty stone tablet.

"laugh!"

Unexpectedly, the cyan giant sword is still like a mud cow entering the sea, vulnerable to a single blow in the hands of this dusty stone tablet.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Zhao Xiuxuan couldn't help cursing inwardly, the sword aura that was normally omnipotent disappeared when it encountered this thing.

Zhao Xiuxuan, who didn't believe in evil, flipped his right hand again, and a red fireball flew away.

In the next second, there was another "chuck!", and the red flame fireball also melted in the aura ripples of the limestone tablet.

The old monster Qingwei just glanced at him and ignored him. He was extremely confident in his magic weapon.

"I'm proud now, I'll make you cry later"

Zhao Xiuxuan was also polite, and used the trick he used to deal with Xun Hai again. First, he grabbed the Qiangling tree branch and threw it out, turning into a piece of emerald jade branch to surround the old monster Qingwei, and then summoned the red demon puppet, pinched it in his hand After using the Jue, the red light on the Red Demon Puppet's body gradually increased, and the aura was superimposed like layers of huge waves.

When the horrifying spiritual pressure and the scarlet demon puppet appeared on the battlefield, the old monster Qingwei finally showed shock, and exclaimed almost the same as Xun Hai:

"Fourth-order puppet!"

Only now did he understand what Zhao Xiuxuan's greatest reliance was.

Qingwei old monster wanted to get away at this time, but was trapped by the branches of the money spirit tree in all directions.

"Break it for me!"

He hurriedly urged the flying needle magic weapon to return to help, and at the same time sacrificed a forearm-length flying shuttle magic weapon from the storage bag.

This magic weapon is covered with black air, only the front and back two sharp thorns are exposed, which looks extremely sharp.

"Youyun Shuttle! Break!"

The old monster Qingwei crushed and shattered a few branches of the Money Spirit Tree with one move, but before he could be proud, the branches grew wildly again and blocked it.

"not good!"

At this time, the red demon puppet finally sacrificed, Zhao Xiuxuan's eyebrows moved, and his soul dived into the soul-nourishing pearl on the top of the red demon puppet's head.

"call!"

The fourth-order puppet jumped up, and the red demon puppet, who lost one arm in the fight with Xun Hai, could only hold the end of a giant spear with one hand, and stab it down fiercely.

Although the branch of the money spirit tree was also broken by a single touch, the ripples of the aura of the limestone stele trembled as if it had encountered the needle of the Dinghai God, and the whole body returned to calm.

"Boom!"

The giant spear smashed through the magic weapon, Shenwei, and smashed it hard, blasting a big hole in the ground.

Qingwei old monster's movement skills are amazing, and he has already dodged away while he was out of trouble for a short time, but a piece of blue chains slammed out of the red monster's body and grabbed at Qingwei old monster's figure. The spear covered the tip of the blue chain, as long as it was trapped by it, it would be a dead end.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The flying needle magic weapon passed through the almost insubstantial blue chain, and hit the short spear at the head clangingly, but it couldn't cause any damage to the short spear.

At the same time, a mountain peak of ink painting crashed towards the old monster Qingwei, and several green fires lingered around the mountain peak, as strange as will-o'-the-wisps, ready to make up for it at any time.

Although the old monster Qingwei's expression changed, how could he be suppressed so easily.

With a wave of his fist, the "You Yun Shuo" magic weapon turned into a black light, jumped three times in the void, and then hit the base of the ink and wash mountain fiercely, knocking it on the spot and being unable to move. The magic weapon flashed by, extinguishing several green fires by sacrificing himself.

After all this was done, the old monster Qingwei didn't show any emotion on his face. He suddenly turned around and pushed his hands on his chest. The soil-gray "fallen gray ancient monument" soared more than ten times and turned into a wall of earth.

next second.

"Boom!"

The magic weapon [Falling Gray Monument] was blown away, and the huge figure of the Red Demon Puppet took a step forward, and smashed down the old monster Qingwei again with a spear.

"Roar!"

However, following the roar of the Puppet King, a huge arm swollen with black air blocked it, and the red demon puppet's spear hit the puppet king's right hand.

It turned out that at some point, the sixth thunderstorm had ended.

The Thunder-hating Ghost King was weak all over, breathing out the cold white Yin Lei, which was obviously much weaker, and the two of them fought together, while Liu Ruoshui activated a treasure bottle magic weapon that swallowed white light, and was hiding in the ghost fog. The Ghost King fights wits and courage.

And the Puppet King let out a long roar, inhaled the ghost mist with the tip of his nose, his figure boomed and swelled, and finally turned into a giant ghost covered in black iron that was not far from the Red Demon Puppet.

Arched back, unusually long arms, palms like bear claws, empty eyes, and a violent and sinister look on his withered face.

As soon as he became huge, the puppet king moved and blocked the path of the red demon puppet's spear.

"Boom!"

The blow of the fourth-order puppet directly smashed his right hand into pieces.

But the Puppet King didn't feel the pain at all, instead he pulled out his left hand and scratched a shallow hole in the Red Monster Puppet's body.

It's a pity that the Scarlet Demon Puppet is a fourth-order puppet after all, so this blow was neither painful nor itchy.

With a backhand spear, a cold light flashed. Although the puppet king was fast enough to retreat, he was still overtaken by the red demon puppet, and the spear pierced his neck, which he couldn't dodge.

A dry sound sounded, and half of the puppet king's neck was cut off, and the remaining flesh and bones could not support the huge head, causing its head to hang aside.

"Boom!"

The red demon puppet stabbed another spear, and a huge hole appeared in the puppet king's body. As a puppet, he had no blood in his body. Dust, and then the body festered and shrank, and finally turned into a puddle of mud.

On the other side, Zhao Xiuxuan had already connected his sword fingers, and he did not hesitate to force the blossoming green lotus to explode brilliantly in the air, tightly sealing the escaping shadow of Qingwei old monster.

Whenever the old monster Qingwei was about to use some tricks, Zhao Xiuxuan would have a soul sword between his brows, slashing across the void and slashing at the old monster Qingwei with lightning speed.

Soul attacks can interrupt spellcasting, which is the principle of mutual restraint in monk fighting.

After being interrupted two or three times, the Qingwei old monster threw a bell magic weapon from the storage bag, and the jingling sound was particularly crisp.

The strange thing is that when Zhao Xiuxuan's soul sword slashes at the old monster again, it will be blocked by a string of gray lights from the magic bell.

It seems to be a magic weapon for soul defense.

Zhao Xiuxuan's golden core shook, wisps of magic power rushed into his eyes, and two tornadoes of blue light came out dazzlingly, like a gust of wind passing through a mountain, passed through the magic weapon of bells, and hit Qingwei old monster at an unexpected speed.

【Green Mang Snake Eyes (6)】

This is a supernatural power that appeared when the green light snake pupil was upgraded to the fifth level, which can activate the blue light in both eyes to annihilate the enemy.

The right arm of the old monster Qingwei, who couldn't dodge, was directly smashed into powder by the blue light, and under the empty and tattered robe, there was a stubble of blood and flesh.

"Ah! Damn you!!! I'm going to turn you into a miserable ghost who will never be reborn!"

The old monster Qingwei screamed in pain, hysterical, and completely lost his previous demeanor of a big boss behind a face full of conspiracy and tricks.

This is the first time Zhao Xiuxuan really used this supernatural power to fight against the enemy, he did not expect the effect of this attack, even he couldn't believe it.

Although the old monster Qingwei was furious, as if he wanted to tear Zhao Xiuxuan into pieces, but soon, the red figure flashed past, and with a loud "Boom!", the old monster Qingwei's mutilated body Then he was slapped on the ground with one hand by the Red Demon Puppet, his bones were shattered, his seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes were frightened, and he wanted to say something more.

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't give him a chance, a sword fell and his head exploded.

Almost at the same time, a baby figure flew away from the tattered body with a whoosh, and the speed was so fast that Zhao Xiuxuan's Divine Soul Sword that had been prepared for a long time was cut into nothing.

That is the soul of Qingwei old monster.

After escaping from Zhao Xiuxuan's spirit beheading, the spirit villain plunged headlong into the ghost fog.

Within the ghost fog, there was a faint light that seemed to be waiting for a long time, and it wrapped the Qingwei old monster in it.

That seemed to be the real body of the Ghost King again.

The spirit villain wrapped in Qingwei by the ghost king fled at almost a teleportation speed in the ghost fog, just when it was about to pass through the ghost fog and escape from the Wanyou formation.

A white jade vase suddenly appeared in the ghost mist, and the body of the bottle was turned upside down, a white light flashed out from the mouth of the bottle, and hit the ghost king's real body with a "shua".

Immediately, the souls of both the Yougui King and the Qingwei old monster were fixed in place.

"Crash!"

The blue chain followed closely behind, and immediately rushed forward, binding the two together.

Zhao Xiuxuan looked back, the beautiful woman Liu Ruoshui made a water bottle mark on her chest, and the white jade vase flew into her hand again with a swipe.

It turned out that it was Liu Ruoshui who happened to mobilize the backhand to deal with the ghost king. She had been played by the ghost king before, and she had already planned a countermeasure in her mind, but she just killed two birds with one stone.

However, in the next second, the spirit boy who looked somewhat similar to the old monster Qingwei suddenly opened his eyes. The violence and gloom displayed in those eyes were quite different from his boy's appearance.

Just when Zhao Xiuxuan frowned, the spirit villain pinched a strange spell in his hand, and then his whole body began to inflate like an inflated balloon.

"The soul explodes!"

In addition to the tactic of self-exploding the golden core, the Golden Core cultivator also has a more insidious back move, which is the self-detonation of the soul.

The self-explosion of Jindan hurts the body, while the self-destruction of the soul hurts the soul.

As long as it is stained by the self-explosion of the soul, the soul of the monk will become extremely weak as if it has been poisoned.

You must know that the soul is one of the most important reliance for a monk. Once the soul is seriously injured, whether it is casting spells or practicing, it will be greatly affected.

When it came to the situation of life and death, the old monster Qingwei didn't beg for mercy at all, and directly chose to blew his soul.

Zhao Xiuxuan pushed forward resolutely, his brow and soul condensed into an invisible sword.

Suddenly cut off.

"Pfft!"

The soul balloon was suddenly deflated, and under the extremely resentful eyes of Qingwei old monster, the soul figure shattered into pieces and disappeared without a trace.

And the ghost king's body is also vulnerable, in the beheading by the Shenhun Wuxin sword, he went with his master.

Only then did Zhao Xiuxuan let out a long sigh of relief.

There was also a hint of joy on the faces of the rest of the people.

The master concubine and Chi Xing were fine, but the beautiful woman Liu Ruoshui looked into Zhao Xiuxuan's eyes, she couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe that Qingwei old monster was beheaded by Zhao Xiuxuan so easily.

However, only Zhao Xiuxuan knew from the bottom of his heart that he played all his cards this time, and coupled with the negligence of the old monster Qingwei at the beginning, he killed the old monster Qingwei in a shocking and dangerous manner.

"Crack!"

Before everyone present had time to be happy for too long, a dense mass of purple light flourished in the sky, and a purple thunder that was as thick as a bucket crashed down.

"The people who crossed the catastrophe disappeared, why hasn't this thunder disaster dissipated?"

Such thoughts swirled in everyone's minds, and then, what people never expected was that the purple thunder struck straight on a branch.

The branch of the money spirit tree that Zhao Xiuxuan threw out just now to trap the Qingwei old monster was suspended in the air. The thunder-hating ghost king, who was already extremely weak, was now turning into a palm-sized skull surrounded by Yin Lei, hiding Under the branch of the money spirit tree.

The purple thunder rumbled and landed on the branch of the money spirit tree, and the original emerald jade branch of the money spirit tree suddenly became scorched black as charcoal, as dry as a piece of sand in the desert that had buried dead branches for hundreds of years.

Just when Zhao Xiuxuan thought that this rare treasure of his was about to be destroyed and felt a little heartbroken, the branch of the money spirit tree that had dried up and turned into charcoal made a crisp sound.

A crop of crisp and tender new shoots grew from the dead branches, and then the new shoots quickly grew up, turning into a branch about the same size as the previous branch of the money spirit tree, and the green leaves shaped like money on the branch were still constantly withering , growing continuously.

It's just that, on the branch of the money tree this time, there is an imprint of being struck by lightning.

This scene made Zhao Xiuxuan's heart skip a beat.

　The time is too late, first post and then change
　　
　
(End of this chapter)