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Chapter 3534

The corpse turned into a palm-sized three-color jade, and the red area was broken into two-color jade.

A ray of golden light emerged from the void thousands of miles away, and the figure of Qianjin Zhenjun appeared with a solemn face.

He has practiced Taoism for many years, and he has fought against many Mahayana monks, but none of the enemies have Xuantian residual treasures, and they are not so difficult.

As soon as he appeared, a yellow sound wave swept over, the void was torn apart, and a large number of yellow sound waves appeared.

With a pinch of the Qianjin Zhenjun Fa Jue, countless golden blades about ten feet long appeared and rushed forward, blocking the yellow sound wave.

More than 20 Mahayana monks fought in a melee, each choosing a target.

Wang Qingshan's opponent is a short and fat old man in golden robe, the old man in golden robe is in the middle stage of Mahayana.

There is a golden horn on his head, and five small mirrors with golden light are floating above the golden robed old man.

The golden-robed old man pinched the magic formula, huge red fireballs appeared in the void, there were as many as tens of thousands, and smashed towards Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan snorted coldly, pinched the sword formula, and all the grass, trees, earth and rocks flew up, turned into flying swords, and greeted him.

The dense flying swords smashed the red fireball and went straight to the golden robed old man.

As soon as the golden-robed old man's technique changed, the five small golden mirrors surged with aura, and each spewed out a thick golden pillar of fire, defeating the flying sword that was attacking.

The old man in the golden robe pinched the magic formula, and a phantom of a giant with two heads and four arms appeared above his head, his whole body was golden, and he exuded a terrifying aura.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a ball of golden flames. The golden flames condensed and turned into a golden fire phoenix that emitted astonishingly high temperatures.

The eighth-level spiritual flame, it took him tens of thousands of years to cultivate a group of eighth-level spiritual flame, which helped him kill many Mahayana monks.

The golden fire phoenix flapped its wings lightly, and tens of thousands of red fireballs appeared in the void, hitting Wang Qingshan. At the same time, there was a wave of ripples on Wang Qingshan's head, and a big golden hand emerged out of thin air, and slapped Wang Qingshan with terrifying heat. Castle Peak.

Wang Qingshan pinched his sword art, and nine green glass swords flew out of the sword box, flying around him non-stop, and countless thick blue sword lights swept out, defeating the big golden hand.

Dense golden fireballs swept in, all of them were defeated by the cyan sword light.

With a flash of golden light, a huge golden fire phoenix suddenly appeared in the void above Wang Qingshan's head, and rushed towards Wang Qingshan with terrifying heat.

Countless red runes emerged from Wang Qingshan's body surface, turning into nine huge flames, flying away in different directions.

Nine Flames Splitting Spirit Dafa!

This secret technique is good for avoiding some attacks. After killing the Jinghuo clan, the Wang family also got this secret technique.

The golden fire phoenix collided with a red fireball and devoured it.

The nine blue-glazed swords turned quickly, and one after another fierce blue sword energy swept out, smashing the golden fire phoenix into a large piece of golden flame, and the golden flame suddenly condensed, turning into a golden fire phoenix again.

As soon as it took shape, dense cyan sword energy swept over again.

"Sword formation!"

The golden-robed old man frowned, and was about to use other magical powers when his body tightened suddenly, and two cyan iron chains appeared, the cyan iron chains were crystal clear, not real.

Chain of Divine Sense!

The old man in the golden robe snorted softly, and a golden light shot out from between his brows, which turned into a short golden blade tens of feet long, and slashed on the cyan iron chain. The cyan iron chain was safe and sound.

He was a little surprised, which meant that Wang Qingshan's spiritual consciousness was stronger than his, otherwise he would definitely be able to unlock it.

10,000+ blue flying swords shot out and arrived in front of the golden robed old man in an instant.

The golden-robed old man hastily made a tactic, and the human-shaped phantom spewed out a golden sound wave from one head, but was quickly defeated by the cyan flying sword.

The golden-robed old man's one-horn was shining brightly, emitting a golden halo. When the cyan flying sword touched the golden halo, it immediately floated high in the air. However, there were too many cyan flying swords, which defeated the golden halo.

He hastily sacrificed a golden bead, and entered a formula, the golden bead immediately radiated golden light, turning into a thick golden light curtain, covering him inside.

The dense cyan flying swords hit the golden light curtain one after another, and there was a muffled sound, but the golden light curtain did not move at all.

The golden-robed old man planned to use other supernatural powers, but with a pinch of the formula, there was nothing abnormal in the void.

He was surprised to find that he had been submerged in the sea of ​​swords, and there were more than [-] blue flying swords floating in the void with a radius of [-] miles.

"Spirit Realm!"

The old man in the golden robe turned pale with shock. He had just fought with Sword Master Tianhe and experienced the power of the spirit realm. If it wasn't for the treasure that was robbed, he would have died in the hands of Sword Master Tianhe.

He never expected that Wang Qingshan, an early Mahayana monk, actually understood the spiritual realm, probably an introduction to the spiritual realm.

Wang Qingshan pinched the sword art, and the dense cyan flying swords went straight to the golden robed old man.

The old man in the golden robe quickly made a formula, manipulating the aura to cast a spell to resist, he couldn't mobilize a trace of heaven and earth aura, he was not an opponent at all.

After all, the golden-robed old man is a monk in the middle stage of the Mahayana, and he also has a top-grade defensive treasure that blocks Wang Qingshan's attack.

The endless cyan flying swords hit the golden light curtain one after another, and there was a muffled "bang bang" sound.

The old man in the golden robe was unable to fight back at all, so he could only be beaten passively, and Leng Mei and the others didn't care about the old man in the golden robe.

A quarter of an hour later, the face of the old man in the golden robe turned pale, and the aura of the golden light curtain dimmed.

Once Wang Qingshan's sword art changed, 10,000+ cyan flying swords condensed into a blue sky-lifting giant sword, which was slashed on the golden light curtain.

"Do not······"

The golden light curtain was shattered by the giant sword that held up to the sky, and the golden robed old man was cut in half. As soon as a miniature Nascent Soul was separated from its body, it was covered by a cyan glow and was drawn into a cyan jade bottle.

The golden fire phoenix was shattered again by the dense cyan sword energy, turning into a large golden flame.

With a flick of Wang Qingshan's sleeve, a small cauldron with flashing blue light flew out, emitting a burst of blue light, covering the golden flame, and entering it into the small cyan cauldron.

This Qingyang cauldron is a high-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, it was given to Wang Qingshan by the Ye family before the expedition, and it is not a problem to trap the eighth-level spiritual flame.

When he has free time, he can use spells to refine this group of spiritual flames, and Qinglian Yehuo should be able to be promoted to the eighth rank, indirectly improving Wang Qingshan's strength.

Wang Qingshan made a move with one hand, and a golden storage bracelet flew towards him and disappeared into his sleeve.

He put away the treasures of the golden-robed old man, looked at the other Mahayana monks, intending to help other Mahayana monks.

A man's screams sounded, Qianjin Zhenjun was smashed into a pulp by a golden giant stick that held up to the sky, and as soon as the Yuanying was separated from the body, a yellow glow fell from the sky, covering the Yuanying and being involved in the mouth of the mountain-moving ape and disappeared .

A golden spear came straight towards Master Wuxie, his right leg disappeared and his face was pale.

Master Wuxie pinched the magic formula, and a small mirror with flickering black light suddenly shot out a thick black light, which hit the golden spear.

The golden spear stopped suddenly, floating in midair.

Without waiting for him to catch his breath, a golden giant stick that held up to the sky fell from the sky and hit Master Wuxie.

Before Master Wuxie had time to avoid it, the giant stick that held up to the sky burst into dazzling golden light, covering a radius of ten thousand zhang, and at the same time, a strong force of gravity was generated on the ground.

Master Wuxie's body quickly fell towards the ground, and before he landed, the giant stick smashed down, his body protection aura shattered, and his whole body turned into a puddle of flesh, a miniature Nascent Soul flew away from his body. It turns out that he just used up the robbery treasure.

As soon as the miniature Nascent Soul left the body, a yellow glow swept over.

(End of this chapter)