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Several auras collided with the golden giant wheel, and immediately flew out backwards. There were four magic weapons with aura, a huge white skull, a huge pair of scissors with green light all over the body, and a short sword with red light. and a huge yellow stamp.

The sound of ghosts and wolves roared loudly, and countless black mists emerged from the emerald green mountains below, and ghosts with hideous faces were looming.

Wang Qingshan released three cunnings, and the three cunnings were third-order inferiors, equivalent to the immortal cultivators in the early stage of the formation of elixir.

As soon as the light of the blue flying boat shone, it flew towards the road, but at this moment, the six escape lights flew out from the mountains below.

Among the six cultivators, the lowest level of cultivation was four levels, and the highest level was a tall, thin, dove-faced old man with eight levels of pellets.

The dove-faced old man held a shiny black flag in his hand, with a hideous grimace embroidered on the flag.

Wang Qingshan's expression turned cold, and the magic trick was pinched, and countless cyan sword shadows appeared all over his body. After a blur, they turned into cyan sword eagles about six feet in size.

A crisp bird chirping sounded, and six cyan sword eagles spread their wings and rushed towards the six cultivators.

Three cunning, three heads and one jaw, respectively release different spells to attack the enemy.

Wang Qiuming's tactic was pinched, and the light of the four huge golden wheels rose sharply, and the speed became faster and faster, turning into four bright golden lights hitting a young woman in a green skirt. Voice.

The silver jade pen in Wang Tianwen's hand waved in the void for a while, and silver-white talismans emerged from the sky one after another. After a blur, they turned into white flying knives and went straight to the opposite side.

"Arrangement."

Wang Jijun and many other sword cultivators offered their flying swords and slashed in one direction at the same time. The colorful sword energy gathered together and turned into a huge colorful sword light, slashing towards the opposite side. Others sacrificed puppet beasts and released Colorful spells.

Dove captures the thief first and captures the king first, and the dove-faced old man has the highest cultivation base, and is also the target of Wang Qingshan and Wang Qiuming's fire.

The dove-faced old man gently waved the black flag in his hand, and the billowing black air swept out, turning into a high black wall, blocking him. .

Boom!

The cyan sword eagle ripped apart the black high wall and appeared in front of the dove-faced old man in an instant. The black yin energy around the dove-faced old man rolled around, and a huge black palm several feet in size flew out and slapped the cyan sword eagle accurately.

The body of the cyan sword eagle burst open, and countless cyan sword qi shot out at the same time. As soon as it approached the dove-faced old man Zhang Xu, the black light on the dove-faced old man's body flew out.

Four golden rays of light lasing came, and the dove-faced old man took no hassle and sacrificed a black bead the size of an egg.

With a muffled sound of "puchi", the black ball burst open, and a large black light erupted, covering four golden lights at once.

Wang Qiuming frowned, the magic formula changed, and the four golden giant wheels with dim aura flew back upside down. The spirituality of the golden giant wheel was seriously damaged.

He was a little fortunate that he didn't use the natal magic weapon, otherwise it would be troublesome.

He put away the four golden wheels, threw out two huge cyan eagles, and rushed towards the dove-faced old man.

The sound of breaking the air was loud, and a flying sword wrapped in red flames suddenly came to the dove-faced old man, and he was about to be killed. Reach out and shoot at the red flying sword.

Boom!

The black ghost claw and the red flying sword perished together, and a powerful air wave erupted, flying a large amount of gravel and vegetation.

An extremely dazzling blue light lasing came, and was blocked by the body-protecting aura of the dove-faced old man.

The azure light is astonishingly nine azure flying swords gathered together and turned into a huge azure disc with the sword tip facing outwards.

"Break it for me."

With Wang Qingshan's low voice, the cyan disc burst into a dazzling cyan light, and countless sharp cyan swords swept out, slashing on the body protection aura of the dove-faced old man one after another, and the body protection aura shattered instantly. The old man promptly put out a black shield and blocked it in front of him, which blocked all the blue sword energy.

At this time, the cyan disc turned into nine cyan flying swords, surrounding the dove-faced old man.

"Sword formation, get up."

The nine cyan flying swords burst into a dazzling azure light at the same time, and countless cyan sword qi flew out, slashing at the dove-faced old man like a galloping horse.

The dove-faced old man was so frightened that he turned his hand and took out a light black orb, with a look of reluctance on his face, and sacrificed the black orb.

Boom!

As soon as the black ball left his hand, it burst open, and a huge black light appeared out of nowhere, covering the area for several miles.

Nine cyan flying swords with dim light shot out and flew in all directions.

"One-time magic weapon! It's rare."

Wang Qingshan exclaimed, flicked his finger, and a dazzling blue light flew out from a finger, and disappeared into the black light with the momentum of lightning and thunder.

Fengjian pointed, Wang Qingshan used this technique for the first time.

With a scream, the dove-faced old man fell out of the black light, and there was a blood hole the size of a finger on his head.

There was a ripple in the void behind Wang Qingshan, and a ghost with blue face and fangs suddenly appeared behind Wang Qingshan, and his ten fingers with dim light slapped towards Wang Qingshan's head.

At this moment, an astonishing sword intent rushed out of Wang Qingshan. The flying swords of Wang Jiyun and others were a little out of control. Countless blue sword energy flew out of Wang Qingshan and suddenly turned into a blue sky. The giant sword slashed at the ghost.

Boom!

One of Li Gui's paws was slashed by the Sky-high Sword, and he let out a scream.

A flying sword wrapped in red flames shot out, and the three cunning and three heads also released spells to attack Li Gui.

A series of roars sounded, and the colorful light drowned Li Gui's body~www.readwn.com~ No good, quickly retreat. "

I don't know who shouted, and the five evil cultivators flew away in different directions, and the speed was very fast.

The three of Wang Qingshan did not pursue them either. They were unfamiliar with the place of life, so they rashly pursued, and they were likely to encounter an ambush.

The six evil cultivators set up traps to attack and kill the passing caravans here. If it wasn't for Wang Qingshan's strong sense of consciousness, he discovered the existence of the enemy in advance. .

Wang Qingshan controlled the blue flying boat to land, and Wang Qiuming walked quickly to the dove-faced old man, and found a string of storage beads from the body.

"Hey, Seventh Uncle, Tian Tian, ​​look, this is a token issued by the Daqin court?"

Wang Qiuming took out a light black square token from the storage bead string, with a large "Qin" character engraved on the front and a small Zhao character on the back.

Could it be that the Daqin Dynasty was really a thief calling to catch a thief, or that someone deliberately framed it? In order to frame the frame, deliberately let the pill cultivator die? Unusual.