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Wang Qingshan's method changed, and the two puppet beasts quickly left the battle group. Hundreds of blue flying swords surrounded the two blue pythons, forming a sword formation.

"Slaying the Spirit Sword Formation, cut it for me."

Wang Qingshan's method changed, and he snorted softly.

A crisp sound of sword chirping sounded, hundreds of cyan flying swords swayed, and countless cyan sword qi flew out, slashing at the two blue giant pythons.

"Boom!"

Even though the two blue giant pythons had thick skin and thick flesh, they were still chopped into a pile of minced flesh under the attack of countless cyan sword energy, and the dead couldn't die any longer.

Wang Qingshan made a pinch, and all the blue flying swords flew towards him and flew back to the sword box behind him.

He walked quickly to the corpses of the two blue pythons and searched carefully, but did not find the demon pill. It wasn't that there was no demon pill, but they were all chopped into powder by the sword energy and could not be identified at all.

He strode towards the blue flowers, carefully dug out all the spiritual flowers, and walked outside.

Outside the cave is a dense forest, and towering trees can be seen everywhere.

As soon as he walked out of the cave, dozens of thick black tree roots suddenly emerged from the ground nearby, entangling Wang Qingshan's legs like lightning.

At the same time, several towering trees nearby shook violently, and countless leaves flew out, hitting Wang Qingshan overwhelmingly.

Wang Qingshan's expression was the same as usual, and when the sword was pinched, nine flying swords flew out from the sword box and turned into hundreds of blue flying swords, facing the incoming leaves.

He raised his hand again and threw out a cyan shield, which, after growing in size, stood in front of him.

"Boom!"

A loud bang sounded, and the incoming green leaves were smashed into pieces. Occasionally, fish caught in the net were also blocked by the blue shield.

Wang Qingshan's right hand slammed into the body, and a large piece of cyan sword energy flew out, cutting off the cyan tree roots that were entangled in his feet.

The muffled sound of "Boom" came from the ground, Wang Qingshan didn't even think about it, his figure swayed, and it turned into a breeze and floated out of the cave.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, dozens of sharp yellow soil thorns rose from the ground and appeared in his original position.

If it weren't for his quick response, he would have been stabbed into a hornet's nest by the yellow earth thorn.

"Chichi" sounded loudly, and colorful petals shot from all directions.

Wang Qingshan didn't rush, he took out a green flag, and with a flick of it, the flag rose dozens of times and turned into a gleaming blue flag.

He threw the cyan flag forward, the cyan flag was planted on the ground, and a cyan hurricane flew out from it, protecting Wang Qingshan.

As soon as the colorful petals approached the cyan hurricane, they flew out one after another.

When Wang Qingshan raised his hand, a golden ball flew out from his sleeve. With a sound of an organ, the golden ball burst into a dazzling golden light and turned into a huge golden armored guard.

With his sword tactic, hundreds of cyan flying swords quickly gathered together and turned into a cyan giant sword five or six feet long, exuding a fierce sword intent, with a powerful aura.

The cyan giant sword slashed towards a towering tree, and with the might of the giant sword, it would not be a problem to cut the towering tree in half.

At this moment, a large golden glow flew out from behind a big tree, covering the cyan giant sword in a flash.

"Hee hee, without the flying sword, I see how you fight with us."

A young girl in a blue skirt came out from behind a towering tree, with two cute little dimples on her face.

A plump, white-skinned woman in a golden skirt came out from behind another big tree, holding a golden lotus mirror in her hand.

"I have no grievances with you, what do you two fairies mean?"

Wang Qingshan said calmly.

"The ruins of Jinyangzong exist in our Tang country. Everything in the ruins belongs to our Tang country's immortal world. You monks of Wei country should be damned."

The woman in the golden skirt said coldly, her eyes were full of chills. Influenced by the head of the Hundred Flower Sect, Hua Qingwu, the disciples of the Hundred Flower Sect did not have a good impression of the male monks. Cultivators, they are naturally not polite.

Two women from the Hundred Flowers Sect, one built the fourth floor and the other built the fifth floor.

Wang Qingshan glanced at the towering twin peaks of the girl in the golden skirt, and sneered: "You have big chests and no brains, since you are courting death, don't blame Wang for destroying flowers."

Wang Qingshan sacrificed four Hundred Sword Talismans, turned them into thousands of golden flying swords, and attacked the two Hundred Flowers Sect nuns overwhelmingly.

The woman in the golden skirt took out several golden seeds and threw them on the ground. The seeds fell to the ground and quickly sprouted and grew, turning into golden bamboos that stood in front of her.

The woman in the blue skirt offered a cyan bead, and the cyan bead rolled around and sprayed out a large piece of cyan glow, covering her whole body.

The golden flying sword struck the golden bamboo and the cyan glow, and there was a muffled crackling sound.

They each took out a handful of seeds, chanted a few spells, and threw them around.

As soon as the seeds landed, they quickly sprouted and grew, turning into more than a dozen spiritual flowers of different colors.

Wang Ruyan had fought against the monks of the Hundred Flowers Sect in the early years, knowing their tactics against the enemy, Wang Ruyan had already told Wang Qingshan and the three of them.

Lingzhi was most afraid of thunder and fire. Wang Qingshan sacrificed a cyan gourd the size of a palm. After it grew dozens of times, the cyan gourd spewed out a large piece of cyan flame and swept all around.

More than a dozen spirit flowers were immediately enveloped in a large azure flame, and they kept twisting away.

Under the control of Wang Qingshan, the golden armor guard strode towards the woman in the golden skirt.

It waved the golden long knife in its hand and smashed several spirit flowers into pieces.

The woman in the golden skirt hurriedly threw out several cyan seeds and sprinkled them on the golden armor guard's path. As soon as the seeds landed, they grew rapidly and turned into several thick cyan vines, entangling the golden armor guard's legs.

The golden long knife in the hands of the golden armored guard slashed on the blue rattan, and there was a sound of "kengkang", and there were light white marks on the surface of the rattan.

Wang Qingshan's face became solemn. He opened his mouth, and a flying sword with a turbulent blue light flew out from his mouth. There was a lotus flower pattern on the hilt, and the sword body exuded a cold light.

The Qinglian sword, the natal magic weapon, was kept in Wang Qingshan's body and cultivated with innate fire for more than ten years, and was rarely used.

As soon as he pinched it, the Qinglian sword swayed, making bursts of sword cries, turning into a cyan long rainbow, and heading straight for the woman in the blue skirt.

The golden lotus mirror on the woman in the golden skirt was too weird, and Wang Qingshan planned to kill the weaker girl in the green skirt first.

"Born instruments, Junior Sister Song be careful."

The golden dress woman's appearance changed greatly, and she hurriedly opened her mouth to remind.

Naturally, the girl in the blue skirt did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly took out a pair of cyan scissors, and when the magic was pinched, the cyan scissors shone brightly, turning into a cyan giant python with a thick waist, opening its **** mouth and pounced on the cyan Changhong.

With a muffled sound, the cyan Changhong smashed the cyan giant python into pieces.

The Qinglian Sword has been cultivated by Wang Qingshan with innate fire for more than ten years, and its power is naturally not something that a high-grade magic weapon can resist.

The woman in the green skirt was so frightened that she flew out of the sky, and hurriedly offered two cyan **** and went up to meet her.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and the two cyan **** burst open, turning into a large piece of cyan flame, covering the cyan Changhong.

There was a sound of breaking the air, and a mini green lotus sword flew out from the blue flame, shattering the blue glow in a flash, and pierced the head of the woman in the blue skirt.

A large piece of cyan sword energy flew out of the cyan flame, and the cyan flame swept away.

The Qinglian Sword was suspended in midair~www.readwn.com~ The sword body was hollow and was missing a part.

Wang Qingshan's natal magic weapon should be called Qinglian Zimujian. Zijian has been refined into iron essence and has great power.

"Children's Sword!"

The golden-dressed woman's appearance changed greatly, and she said in a voiceless voice.

Wang Qingshan made a pinch, and Qinglian's son and mother's swords circled, turning into two cyan long rainbows, and went straight to the woman in the golden skirt.

The woman in the golden skirt was so frightened that she hurriedly took out a golden talisman and slapped it on her body. It turned into a golden rainbow and flew away. As soon as she flew off the ground, the ground shook violently, and a strong gravity appeared out of thin air. , her body fell to the ground involuntarily.

At this time, two cyan Changhongs also came to her.

"No······"

In her desperate gaze, two cyan long rainbow holes penetrated her body, and Zijian pierced her head.