"What?" The old man surnamed Long's face turned red, as if he couldn't believe it. He threw away the remains in his hand, looked at the body of the bull demon, and rummaged through it quickly: "No...how could there be no demon pill?" The old man surnamed Long suddenly turned his head: "Bitch, you lied to me?!" "Haha... Old Ghost Long, I just lied to Zeng Yi." Su Ye responded with a sneer: "And you will soon become a ghost..." "Am I... a ghost?" Old Man Long sneered twice, and just as he was about to continue speaking, a sword sound suddenly sounded in his ears: "Gengjin sword energy, not good!" He hurriedly raised his shield and held several talismans in his hand. But that golden light came too quickly! Almost as soon as he raised his shield, a ray of sword light pierced the shield and sank into the chest of the old man named Long.
"You...are not dead?" He had bleeding from his mouth and nose, turned around with difficulty, and saw Mi Weidao, whose clothes were charred. "The man named Long actually took advantage of my unpreparedness and used the second-level thunder talisman to sneak attack from behind!" Mi Weidao sneered: "If I didn't have the 'Escape Talisman' given by Master, you would have succeeded!" As soon as his magic power was activated, countless Gengjin sword energy erupted from the body of the old man surnamed Long, instantly cutting him into countless pieces. "Ahem...thank you, senior brother, for your help." Su Ye stood up, his face pale and his chest stained with blood, like duckweed in the wind. "No, no... I just can't see this person being so stupid and doing something stupid like buying a coffin for a pearl." Mi Weidao casually flicked the ball, and a fireball landed on the wreckage just thrown by Old Ghost Long. The wreckage was instantly burned and turned into ashes. Among the ashes, a dusty storage bag was revealed. "It is worthy of being a storage bag that is hard to damage for low-grade magic weapons. It can persist in the stomach of Qingyan Cow for such a long time. Naturally, it is difficult to deal with a mere first-grade low-grade fireball..." Mi Weidao held the storage bag in his hand and said with emotion: "Thank you for your hard work, Junior Sister. Junior Sister, you are obviously familiar with this corpse. You know that the other party has a storage bag and there are treasures in it... No wonder Junior Sister is like this Urgent, although the storage bag magic weapon is difficult to damage, it may still be corroded in the stomach of the second-level monster..." The storage bag in this world is precious and can be equipped with either a foundation-building monk or a perfect Qi practitioner. Once the storage bag is damaged, the contents inside will directly disappear into the void. Of course, there is another possibility, that is, it is excreted and piled together with cow dung. But no matter what, this Qingyan Cow cannot be avoided! Since the owner was dead, Mi Weidao easily refined the storage bag. His spiritual sense penetrated into it, and a trace of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face: "It's actually this thing? Hahaha... My way has been accomplished!" Suddenly there was a jade bottle in his hand. There was a ball of crimson liquid inside the bottle, and the light even overflowed through the jade bottle!
"Qianyuan Fire Demon! It turns out that the junior sister knows the whereabouts of this Qianyuan Fire Demon. No wonder she wants to fight to the death... Compared with the less than one percent benefit of the Dingzhen Pill, Qianyuan Fire Demon is the real foundation building What an opportunity!” Mi Weidao looked at Su Ye: "Hahaha... Do you really think I will help you for a mere immortality elixir that I'm not sure can be made? How can there be stupid people like you in the world!?" Amid laughter, he suddenly transformed into sword light and quickly retreated a distance. Tsk! Two jet-black flying swords pierced the place where Mi Weidao originally stood. The corners of Su Ye's skirt flew up, and the black iron feather sword appeared one after another: "The road is ahead, we have to fight, senior brother has offended... Iron feather sword, come out!" The seven iron feather swords came and went in a vertical and horizontal direction, turning into a small sword array, trapping Mi Weidao in it. "It's a small skill, junior sister, you are not a sword cultivator, so you don't know how strong a sword cultivator is!" Mi Weidao hit the flying sword with his hand, and saw a golden rainbow rising into the sky. The sword was as bright as a rainbow! In mid-air, a streak of golden red and seven streaks of black light fought fiercely, and sword energy overflowed. It can be clearly seen that although there is only one golden rainbow, it is agile and the sword energy is cold, cutting down one iron feather sword after another... Obviously, even though they are both perfect Qi-training monks, the true successor of Qingxuan Sect is definitely not comparable to Su Ye. "Today I send my junior sister on her way. I feel no regrets for my brother, and for the foundation of the great road, why should I feel guilty?" Mi Weidao formed a sword technique with his hand, and a golden flying sword shot straight into the sky, smashing the original iron feather sword array into pieces. As soon as he thought, his spiritual consciousness would control the flying sword to pierce Su Ye's heart and finish him off. "I'll fight you!" Su Ye's whole body was filled with auras of aura, and his blood energy was faintly aura, as if he was about to use some desperate trump card. Seeing this scene, Mi Weidao immediately did not dare to neglect. But at this moment, several fireballs suddenly exploded behind him and were blocked by a diamond talisman. "Um?" He suddenly turned around and saw Han Qingyun: "You're not dead?" At this time, Han Qingyun was wearing a gauze that could conceal his aura, and all kinds of low-level talismans in his hands were bombarding Mi Weidao as if they were free. 'No, even if this person is alive, what can he do if he is only in the early stages of Qi training? ’ The thoughts in Mi Weidao's heart turned sharply, and the flying sword in his hand turned sharply, slashing at Su Ye. Su Ye also finished the seal at this time, a red blood flag appeared in his hand, and a green-faced evil ghost with fangs suddenly jumped out from the bloody aura. The evil ghost looked ferocious, stretched out its big hand covered with black and red scales, and unexpectedly grabbed the sword light! At this moment, Han Qingyun threw several more low-level talismans and exploded behind Mi Weidao. "It's just a low-level talisman... huh? Is this... a second-level Dan Lei?"
Mi Weidao sneered, and suddenly found a translucent thunder pill hidden among many talismans, which was emitting a terrifying aura, and a look of horror appeared on his face. Pill thunder is a special product of alchemists. It takes the explosive power of thunder and condenses it into thunder pills, which have powerful destructive power. The power of the second-level thunder pills is still higher than that of many second-level low-grade attack talismans! He wanted to recall the flying sword to protect himself, but the flying sword fell into the hands of the evil ghost. It was obviously too late to cast other spells at this time. And his life-saving trump card has been used before... It sounds extremely slow, but in fact it only took an instant for the second-level Dan Lei to explode. The lightning tore apart the diamond talisman, destroyed Mi Weidao's Qingxuan robe, and then blew his upper body away... Snap! One hand held the storage bag and dropped it next to Han Qingyun. Han Qingyun didn't even look at it, and bowed respectfully to Su Ye: "Thank you very much, Miss, for giving me the 'Phantom Body Talisman' to save my life, and for supporting Dan Lei to help me get my revenge..." How can there be so many oriole in the world? Even if these monks who have perfected their qi training are both in harm's way, Han Qingyun, a mere monk in the early stages of qi training, can't catch them! He was able to survive naturally because of Su Ye's secret help, giving him the second-level phantom talisman from the beginning! This talisman is an illusion talisman. It can forge an illusory body and confuse the enemy for half an hour. Han Qingyun used to rely on this talisman to fake his death, and then relied on the veil that could restrain his breath to escape, and finally came out to seal the cauldron in one fell swoop. "The severed hand storage bag next to you contains a foundation-building opportunity. Do you want it?" Su Ye made a hand seal and withdrew the evil ghost. The aura on her body became even weaker, and she suddenly asked. "Of course I want to... If I were in the late stage of Qi training, I would act without hesitation, but now I am only in the early stage of Qi training..." Han Qingyun gave a bitter smile: "What's more, my spiritual root qualifications are low and I have no hope of building a foundation... The eldest lady has been very kind to me and Sister Hua. I, Han Qingyun, am not the kind of person who is greedy for profit..." "Okay, I finally saw the right person." Su Ye took out a blue, round pill and swallowed it. Through the lifted veil, Han Qingyun could see a small cherry-like mouth, but there was not much blood. He was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed. A big man in a green shirt, with a long sword on his back, came to the sidelines at some point and was picking up Old Ghost Long's storage bag. "Is it you? Fang Yun?!" Su Ye screamed and quickly approached Han Qingyun. "The rules of casual cultivators are to share a share when we meet. Since I have taken this person's storage bag, I will naturally not attack you without reason."
Fang Xing showed a gentle smile. But in Su Ye's view, it was more terrifying than anything else. After all, this is a ruthless man who destroyed the Thirteen Taibao of the World Gang, and he has definitely perfected his combat power by practicing Qi! It’s still physical cultivation, and the survivability is extremely strong! Being able to appear here quietly as an oriole, his intelligence gathering and tracking abilities are even more terrifying! "Brother Fang...if brother wants this bottle of Qianyuan Fire Evil, my little sister is willing..." Su Ye looked at Fang Xing and gritted his teeth, ready to suffer the loss. The battle of wits and courage with Old Ghost Long and Mi Weidao had long exhausted her mental energy and mana. Now if he fights with 'Fang Yun' who is in perfect condition, he will definitely lose. "I don't have much interest in this foundation-building spiritual object, but it is worth more than the Ten Thousand Spirit Stones on the market... I wonder how many bottles of 'Boiling Blood' it is worth?" Fang Xing stared at Su Ye until the other party twisted uncomfortably, then smiled. He is not a monk at all, and foundation-building spiritual objects are of no use to him. What's more, he cooperated well with Qingdanfang, and Su Ye was also kind to his younger brothers Han Qingyun and Hua Feiyue... Well, even though Hua Feiyue definitely wouldn't recognize who this 'Fang Yun' was, he was still prepared to show some kindness. "Boiling blood?" Su Ye blinked, wondering how there could be such a monk in the world: "The foundation-building spiritual object counts as 10,000 spirit stones, half of which can be divided when meeting, Taoist friends can divide 5,000, and boiling blood can be divided into 200 spirit stones. bottles, worth at least twenty-five bottles!” "Very good." Fang Xing knew that Su Ye counted the foundation-building spiritual objects as spiritual stones and divided them equally - well, Han Qingyun's strength was too low to count. "Then, how can we ensure that you, fellow Taoist, will not regret it?" He asked another question. After all, Su Ye had to pay some price for plotting against him before. "There is a second-level spiritual contract with Old Ghost Long, and I am willing to sign it!" Su Ye immediately said: "I swear by my Taoist heart again, I will give satisfactory compensation to my Taoist friends... If I am lucky enough to build the foundation, I will take my Taoist friends to escape from Qinglinfang City!" Even the monks who have just established the foundation will pay a heavy price for violating such a second-level spiritual contract. The monks who have just established the foundation may regress and return to Qi training. "Sounds good... By the way, let this kid be the witness." Fang Xing pointed at Han Qingyun, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.