Family Cultivation: My skills have affixes

Chapter 64 Acquiring the Magic Artifact
The huge movement finally made the people in the formation realize that an enemy was invading.

At this moment, in the formation, dozens of monster beasts of the same level as the Ghost Tooth Ape were lying on the ground, wrapped in a chain of red auras, and were unconscious.

More than a dozen gray-clothed monks in the Qi refining stage were feeding black pills into the monster's mouth.

The spiritual energy exuded by the black elixir was no different from the black blood in the corpse of the Ghost Tooth Ape.

This group of people was none other than a group of people from the Agni Fire Sect who had been driven out of the cave by the fierce man named Zuo.

"Who are you! How did you find this place! Why did you break our formation!"

The person who spoke was none other than the Agni Sect monk who was submissive in front of Foundation Establishment Monk Zuo Changsheng.

Seeing seven or eight members of the Chen family wearing standard purple robes, this person looked stunned for a moment, and then his face turned vicious. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and said:
"Kill them, don't let any of them escape."

As soon as the words hit the ground, all the gray-clothed monks immediately showed their extremely high combat experience.

Three or four people instantly threw several talismans from their arms. The talismans burst into flames and fell behind the Chen family, blocking their retreat.

The remaining gray-clothed monk made a secret in his hand, and a ball of fire quickly condensed in his hand. The casting speed was extremely fast.

The person at the head, who had the highest level of cultivation, actually took off a flying needle from his waist.

As he muttered words, the two ends of the flying needle pulsed with a penetrating black light.

It's obviously a magic weapon.

"Kill you first!"

The moment he saw the magic weapon appear, Chen Yuanqing did not dare to neglect, his eyes turned cold, he stepped over more than ten feet with a "swish" step, and waved his palms.

“歘!”

Taijin Xuanjian Jue (Xuanmiao: perception, insight).

Sword cutting technique (mysterious: sharp).

At such a close distance, a sword with a lock on its head came out and struck the man's head almost instantly.

Instigating murder, there are also magic weapons.

If I don't kill you first, who will I kill?

"Fuck!!!"

The gray-clothed monk had just threatened to annihilate all his opponents. Unexpectedly, a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

"laugh!"

The sword energy blasted through his head, and in an instant, the three colors of green, red, and white splashed all over the ground like spilled dye, and the whole head exploded.

"Dang!"

The flying needle magic weapon fell, and the headless corpse shook twice before falling down in a posture that was extremely consistent with the laws of gravity.

Killing one person with one move, Chen Yuanqing first threw an evil talisman and hit it on the headless corpse.

Then he turned around and joined the fiery battlefield of the main battle.

"boom!"

Chen Yuanshan punched out, and a gray-clothed monk's aura shield shattered, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Hey!"

Chen Yuanbao took long strides, carrying a cold white sword with him, cutting away several fire clouds that fell on his head, and also killed the two gray-clothed monks behind the fire clouds with one blade.

The rest of the tribesmen were not idlers either. They also used sword techniques in their hands, like arrows from the string, and they were able to deal with the gray-clothed monks a few times.

Although there were a few fewer people, they were still evenly matched.

This situation collapsed the moment Chen Yuanqing turned around and came to kill.

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

The tracking sword slash basically kills every gray-clothed monk with one sword strike.

As the corpses fell to the ground one after another, within a few breaths, headless corpses were lying on the ground.

Chen Yuanqing originally wanted to leave the two monks in gray to ask what was going on, but the frightened two simply swallowed a poison pill from their arms and lost all breath.

"buzzing"

The sword slashed across the intact necks of the two men, making a buzzing sound, as if some of the meaning was still unfinished.

Chen Yuanqing cut off his magic power and the sword slash dissipated.

"Fourth brother, your hand is so strong again!"

Chen Yuanbao looked at the corpses on the ground that were mostly killed by a sword, his fat face filled with shock.

Chen Yuanshan's eyes were also shining, and he secretly thought that he was right to surrender in the family competition. If this sword fell on him, it would be a matter of more blood and less blood depending on whether he was physically trained or not.

"Clean up the battlefield first to avoid the breeding of evil spirits."

Chen Yuanqing did not relax, but said to everyone cautiously.

Then, under the surprised gazes of the other tribesmen, he took out a stack of perfect evil-proof talismans from his arms.

Raising his hand, the evil-proofing talisman turned into streaks of gray light and fell on each corpse.

"Fourth brother, you are too generous to the dead. It's just a few corpses, how can evil be so easy." Chen Yuanbao felt a little distressed when he saw that the evil-proofing talisman worth two spiritual stones was wasted like this.

But Chen Yuanqing felt that it was not enough, so he first threw away the evil-repelling charms, and then applied more than a dozen evil-repelling spells on each corpse.

"Hey~"

Three to five wisps of black air curled up from several of the headless corpses, and then dissipated into the air. The cold breath was terrifying.

"Fuck, it's true!"

Chen Yuanbao stopped talking now and was so frightened that he quickly stayed away from the corpse.

This black energy is called evil energy by some and evil energy by others.

If a monk is accidentally contaminated, he may become seriously ill, or he may be haunted by evil spirits.

Don't think you're safe in the realm of apotropaic.

The anti-evil realm only keeps evil spirits away.

But if it is an evil spirit generated in the domain, there is nothing that can be done.

"Okay, let's search."

After everything was done, Chen Yuanqing looked relaxed.

After some searching.

A pile of things was placed at everyone's feet.

Seven or eight animal skin bags, a pile of small white jade bottles, and a flying needle.

That's all there is to it.

Let’s talk about flying needles first.

It is light at both ends and heavy in the middle. It is about one foot long and has a metallic luster.

I don’t know what material it is made of.

The whole body is engraved with complex formations, and the spiritual energy is flowing, which is the formation of the artifact.

Chen Yuanqing held it in his hand and played with it for a while, and found it quite comfortable, but he didn't seem to need it very much.

It would be appropriate for Chen Yuanbao to defend himself.

"Yuanbao, enter a trace of mana."

Chen Yuanbao looked confused and attached a trace of magic power to the flying needle.

Subsequently, Chen Yuanqing used "third-level refining" to directly refine the two.

"Shh!"

Fit (mysterious level): Make the fit of the refined object perfect.

The flying needle refined by Chen Yuanqing emits a faint spiritual light all over. With a little bit of magic power, the flying needle floats up and dances between Chen Yuanqing's palms. The tips of the two needles even spit out a finger-long black light. .

Since the refining of this flying needle magic weapon combines Chen Yuanbao's and his magic power, both of them can control the flying needle.

Look at this flying needle instrument again.

With just a thought, he can fly out and kill people.

This is the advantage of a perfect fit.

Activate quickly.

Enough mana.

You can exert the highest limit given by the main material of the magic weapon.

If the cultivator from the Agni Fire Sect was not dead yet, he would probably be shocked to death after seeing this scene.

"Yuanbao, here you go."

In front of the rest of the tribe, Chen Yuanqing threw the flying needle weapon directly to Chen Yuanbao.

Everyone has no opinion.

after all.

right.

"Thank you fourth brother!"

Chen Yuanbao smiled from ear to ear and drove the flying needle weapon to whir and shuttle. Everyone looked at it with a thin black light surrounding him, and they were all a little envious.

"Hey, you have two black heads, let's call you Aconitum."

Chen Yuanbao thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a good name, so he simply called it "aconitum needle".

Then he hid it in his sleeve like a treasure.

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