Unsurpassed Spirits

Chapter 121 Hard fight
To put it bluntly, these people were paid to take her life.

Luo Qingli's thoughts raced, thinking that she had offended someone. Four people were dispatched to deal with her in the early stage of foundation building. Such a big battle, it must be a mortal enemy...

The leader of the demon cultivator pointed at Ren Xingcheng and said: "Boy, these brothers are collecting money to do things, but they don't want your life. If you don't want to die, get away!"

Ren Xingcheng glanced at Luo Qingli, their eyes met in the air for a moment, and he stepped away to one side with understanding. Seeing this, those people stopped talking nonsense, and all displayed their magical weapons and attacked Luo Qingli. .

However, in the next moment, Luo Qingli disappeared from the spot, and all his attacks fell into vain.

After reaching the foundation building stage, she became more proficient in mastering the Lost Steps. She was able to teleport in the first level of "quick flash", and she could retreat out of the battle circle in one step of several feet.

But Ren Xingcheng, who had already retreated, suddenly threw a poisonous ball the size of a child's fist and completely black.

This poison ball doesn't look amazing, but it sells for two thousand spirit stones in Yu Chan Zongfang City, which is almost as much as a high-grade magic weapon. Moreover, this ball is only a one-time consumable.

After the poison ball hit the ground, a cloud of purple smoke exploded, and a pungent smell spread out. The smoke was also mixed with countless goose feather needles. These needles completely ignored the body-protecting spiritual energy and body-protecting demonic energy surrounding the four people. Once it is pierced into the skin, even if it is just one, it can instantly corrode a piece of flesh. The poison enters the blood and spreads rapidly, and the detoxification pill cannot pull it out.

Just such a poison ball can completely bring down a small group of third- and fourth-level monsters. However, human monks have various defensive weapons, which may not be so effective in dealing with them. However, when they are caught by surprise, they can also destroy part of the opponent. of combat power.

Ren Xingcheng didn't believe that these people really planned to let him go. After they dealt with Luo Qingli, they might catch up with him, kill him, and seize his storage bag.

The people of Alcatraz lived a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife, and they were already crazy. Even if they knew that Luo Qingli was an extraordinary person, they would dare to kill him as long as they could make money. What else could they not do?
Moreover, Ren Xingcheng and Luo Qingli were traveling together, and they were brothers and sisters from the same sect. There was really no reason to abandon their companions and go on their own.

They are already some distance away from the sect. Now they are going back to ask for help. By the time the reinforcements arrive, they will probably be cold. If they can't get rid of these people, they can only kill them all!
One after another, cries of pain came from the purple smoke. Luo Qingli stood in the air with his flying sword, his eyes sharp. Almost as soon as the poison ball exploded, he took out two fifth-level ice talismans and threw them towards the smoke.

These talismans were prepared by Song Jinghong. A fifth-level talisman is enough to kill a late-stage foundation-building monk, but the premise is that the monk has never used defensive magic weapons. But with the poison ball in front and the talisman behind, they will not die. Also seriously injured.

After the ice talisman exploded, two more painful screams rang out from the smoke, and two embarrassed figures sprang out from it. One was the demon cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and the other was a bearded foundation building practitioner. The middle-stage men, all of them were covered in blood, with bloody holes burned out by poisonous needles. They were bleeding profusely and their bones were almost visible. As for the other two...

Luo Qingli's consciousness swept away, and the two male cultivators in the poisonous mist were hit by the ice talisman. Their whole bodies were frozen from the inside out, and their entire bodies had turned into ice sculptures.

She raised her sleeves and flicked her two cloud-piercing needles up, shattering the ice sculpture. The person in the ice also broke into several pieces along with the broken ice.

Two people were eliminated at once, and the other two were also injured. Their chances of winning were undoubtedly much greater.

"Poison repair!"

The bald demon cultivator looked at the bloody hole made by the poisonous needle on his arm, with a faint green smoke rising from it. His eyes were about to burst. The toxins in his body were spreading rapidly. He had swallowed several antidote pills and disappeared. As a result, his face became as sinking as water.

Far in the far north, although the bald demon cultivator had heard about the poisonous cultivator from the Yu Chan Sect in Nanzhao, he never expected that he would meet him directly as soon as he arrived. If he hadn't been a highly skilled cultivator, he could have temporarily suppressed the poison. I'm afraid that now I'm just like the two useless trash on the ground!

That brat must have an antidote on him...

When the bald demon cultivator thought like this, he didn't even care about Luo Qingli's mission goal. He stretched out his hand directly into a claw, and the demonic energy surged all over his body. The next moment, a black sharp claw appeared in the void, and he grabbed it fiercely. To Ren Xingcheng.

Ren Xingcheng used a square seal, and his aura shone brightly. The square seal formed a wall and he slapped it hard. Luo Qingli also bumped into the middle-term male cultivator with beard.

Even if the bald demon cultivator was injured and poisoned, he was still in the late stage of foundation building. Although the late stage and early stage were in the same realm, the gap between them was huge.

A higher level of cultivation not only means that the spells are more powerful and the spiritual power is more pure, but the total amount of spiritual power stored in the body is also much higher.

Ren Xingcheng was extremely powerful in the early stages of foundation building, but she was afraid that she would not be able to defeat this demonic cultivator. She had to deal with the one in front of her as soon as possible before she could help.

Luo Qingli drew out the Chenshuang Sword and held a sword flower. The sword energy gathered into blossoming ice flowers. These ice flowers gathered into an ice crystal flower belt, flying towards the bearded monk like a spiral.

The bearded monk felt as if he was in the cold winter. The boundless cold air made his movements slow down involuntarily. He had rich combat experience. In an instant, he took out a small cyan shield. The shield quickly grew in size, and the light shone. A bunch of ice flowers.

But this ice flower is not a pure flower, but a mixture of sword energy and ice spirit energy. The ice crystals are as hard as a knife. The sword energy is sharp, pressing every inch, and the sword is as powerful as a rainbow, filled with murderous intent.

The spiritual light on the cyan shield was getting darker and darker due to the impact of ice flowers, and the bearded monk couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

While holding the shield steady, he threw out two flywheels. The flywheels rotated at high speed, with a faint black light glowing around the sawtooth, and a fierce sound of breaking through the air could be heard wherever they passed.

Luo Qingli condensed a thick ice shield, and the flywheel hit the ice shield, scraping out countless ice shards and cracks on the ice shield.

Seeing this, the bearded monk drove the flywheel harder, but at this moment Luo Qingli concentrated his consciousness and stabbed it with all his strength.

"what!"

The bearded monk was hit hard and his body went limp. Luo Qingli dodged again, got behind him, raised his sword and stabbed him through.

A snow-white sword was pierced from the chest, and the sword was still stained with scarlet blood. The bearded monk lowered his head and stared at it, but he still didn't react. His eyes became darker and darker, and he finally refused to close his eyes.

After solving this problem, Luo Qingli went to support Ren Xingcheng without stopping.

Ren Xingcheng was really too reluctant to deal with the late stage of foundation building by himself. The magical weapon of the demon cultivator was a string of skulls hanging around his neck. There were a total of eighteen skulls floating up and down around him, among which the largest one was The eyes of the two skulls were still burning with green ghost fire, which looked eerie and terrifying.

Noticing that Luo Qingli had killed the bearded monk in just a short time, the bald demon cultivator's gaze became even colder. He glanced at the two of them and snorted coldly: "I have underestimated you two little mice..."

Ren Xingcheng's body had been injured in many places and was covered in blood, but he couldn't see clearly in his black robe. The tip of his pen was stained red with blood. He was half-kneeling on the ground. He was exhausted and his face was extremely pale.

The bald demon cultivator snapped his fingers, and the large and small skulls floating in the air opened and closed their mouths and rushed towards them.Luo Qingli clenched his fists and rushed to Ren Xingcheng.

Her whole body was surrounded by the sword energy wall, her eyes were distant and distant, the frosty sword light flashed across the cool arc, her red lips lightly opened, and she faintly uttered four words: "Bingy rain on a cold night——"

In an instant, the cold wind suddenly rose and icy rain poured in. Skeletons of all sizes were lost in the heavy rain of ice beads, and they were swaying as they were being knocked, and the green ghost fire was clearly extinguished.

Luo Qingli followed suit and launched a spiritual attack on the bald demon cultivator as before. However, the attack was like a stone cow entering the sea, with no response.

She was stunned for a moment, then tried again, still the same.

The bald demon cultivator snorted and sneered, "Bad girl, your spiritual attacks are useless!"

Since he accepted the mission to kill people, he had to understand the strength and ability of the mission target. He had put on a magic weapon to block the attack of divine consciousness beforehand, so naturally this killer move would be ineffective.

After playing for this time, the toxins attached to the poison ball spread faster with the operation of magic power in the body. He could already feel the temporary paralysis effect on his limbs. If he delayed it any longer, the toxins would continue to spread, and he might really fall into the trap. These two juniors have it in their hands.

There must be a quick fight.

The bald demon cultivator secretly thought in his heart, and formed seals with his hands. The scattered skeletons in the ice rain were summoned by him, and spontaneously gathered together to form a larger skeleton. This skeleton was shrouded in a layer of demonic black light, and the blood basin He opened his huge mouth and spit out a mouthful of black cloud. The black cloud condensed into a huge eagle. The eagle's eyes were dancing with a faint green light, and it screamed and swooped towards them.

Luo Qingli took out a white handkerchief, which was an apology given to her by Master Yutang two years ago. It was an offensive and defensive magic weapon with a crane embroidered on it. As the white handkerchief gently shook open, the crane seemed to be alive. He came over, flew into the sky from the white handkerchief, and bumped into the dark eagle.

"Chirp—"

The wind was strong, the sand was flying, black and white intersected, and for a while, the only sound was the roar of the wind, resounding through the sky.

However, the white crane was quickly defeated. The eagle was like a king in the desert. It stared at them with green eyes and flapped its wings and sang loudly.

Luo Qingli activated the sword energy barrier to the extreme. White silk handkerchiefs surrounded the two of them, and the ice shields turned into heavy ice walls to block them.

Layers of protection were put in place one after another, making the two people's protection airtight. The eagle's sharp claws grasped the ice shield and easily shattered it. The white silk handkerchief was shining with aura, protecting its master dutifully. But with the momentum of the heron and eagle, it quickly lost its luster.

The spiritual power in Luo Qingli's body was rapidly draining. The huge pressure made her chest feel tight and painful. She couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. Seeing that the white silk handkerchief was almost useless, she threw many talismans at once, and the talismans exploded. Rolling up the waves and strong air currents, the figure of the heron and eagle finally faded into nothingness.

However, at this time, Luo Qingli had almost no spiritual power left in his body.

She quickly swallowed two rejuvenation pills, but saw the bald demon cultivator looking at them with a sneer. The giant skeleton swallowed up another black cloud, and the black cloud was condensing into the next eagle.

Luo Qingli's eyes changed slightly. There was a lot of difference between the initial and mid-stage spiritual power reserves. This time, she didn't have the energy to stop him.

ren , a brilliant starlight streaked across the horizon.

Over the past year or so, the two have been competing against each other. They have a good understanding of each other's fighting skills and have a tacit understanding of each other's cooperation.

Luo Qingli took another breath-reviving pill, used the spiritual power of his second dantian, and rushed towards the bald demon cultivator with his sword in hand.

This move shocked even the demon cultivators.

The egret and eagle took shape again and rushed towards the two of them. Luo Qingli grabbed a handful of talismans and threw them at the egret and eagle again.

At the same time, the starlight on the horizon had also condensed into a giant blade. Ren Xingcheng slashed it with his sword and shouted softly: "Cut the flying star in one go!"

The silver star giant blade slashed at the Heron's body, sinking into it inch by inch, and all kinds of talismans exploded at the same time.

Herons and eagles roared, stars twinkled, sand flew and rocks flew, and the earth cracked.

There was a huge explosion and billowing smoke.

Luo Qingli was still slightly affected by the explosion, and the bright red blood soaked through the blue skirt. However, due to the physical training, the wounds on his body looked serious, but in fact, they did not hurt his vitals.

The air waves pushed her forward, and Luo Qingli's figure flashed several feet away. He was already in front of the bald demon cultivator, and he raised his foot and kicked him.

The demon cultivator was poisoned before, and the time in between must be enough for the poison to take effect. He has always chosen to attack from a distance. He has probably reached the end of his strength. His body is paralyzed and he is not flexible enough. When it comes to close combat, Luo Qingli is confident that he can defeat it. he.

The demon cultivator was horrified. He originally wanted to kill these two people with one blow, but he didn't expect that they still had some strength left!

His limbs were already very stiff, and he could only raise his hands in a hurry, but Luo Qingli's kick seemed to be extremely powerful. All the bones in his body were crunched by this kick, and there was severe pain in his chest, and all the demonic energy in his body was gone. Being scattered, he fell from mid-air after losing his balance.

However, Luo Qingli chased after him and kicked him several more times. The sound of banging and banging was heard endlessly, and the demon cultivator could clearly hear the sound of his own bones breaking.Such frequent impacts caused his cries of pain to get stuck in his throat, unable to spit them out, so he could only be beaten passively.

When his whole body was knocked into the soil, the demon cultivator suddenly felt a chill on his neck, but a white long sword pierced his throat, and warm blood spurted out, splashing on the female cultivator in front of him. Her fair face looked like blossoming red plum blossoms.

The pupils of the bald demon cultivator gradually dilated, and too many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Before he could capture them and distinguish them, he finally tilted his head and lost his voice.

Luo Qingli gasped a few times and slowly straightened up.

This area was in a mess because of their battle. She looked in the direction of Ren Xingcheng and saw that he had fallen to the ground and was unconscious.

　Thanks to Shang Bie Farewell Shang, Yi Shi Shi, and Samsara 11511 for the reward~
　　
　
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