Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

The two late-stage golden elixir monks flying around kept fighting each other, and their spiritual power was greatly consumed. Almost at the same time, they began to stuff their mouths with elixirs to restore spiritual power. Even so, the two of them did not stop the fight at all. signs.

It's a life-and-death situation.

The "Jade of Spiritual Eyes" is extremely important to both of them, and they both refuse to let it go.

However, as time went by, Duan Man gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Manipulating three middle-grade magic weapons at the same time not only consumes a lot of spiritual power, but even the consciousness is getting tired. Although there is temporary support from the elixir, defeat seems to be a certainty.

After the two magic weapons clashed again several times, three cold blades flew out. With their minds connected, Duan Mandrill came out with a mouthful of blood.

"Hand over the 'Jade of Spiritual Eyes'!" Li Qingping was condescending, with a flying sword hanging over his head, looking domineering.

"Ahem... I have never handed over the things Duan got." Duan Man coughed, waved his hand, and three cold blades floated in front of him to protect himself, "However, I have to admit that your strength It is indeed very strong, especially your natal flying sword. The ordinary Golden Elixir Dzogchen may not be able to beat you."

"But, if you want to take Duan's life, it's not that easy."

"Hehe... I have to peel off a layer of skin from your body even if I die. Duan wants to see how you can leave safely from the Chek Kok Mountains!"

"Hahaha……"

At the end of the sentence, Duan Xiao laughed wildly, with a ferocious expression on his face, as if he was going to die together.

"Seeking death!" Li Qingping's face was extremely gloomy, and his face twitched. After snorting coldly, the flying sword hanging above his head struck again. Water light emerged, like a tornado vortex, pointing directly at Duan Man's vitals.

Duan Man smiled sinisterly and shot out a spiritual light. Three natal magic weapons immediately surrounded him, spinning to form a shield of cold air to protect himself.

The cyan flying sword hit it, making a "crack" sound, but it did not break it.

Li Qingping knew that this was just Duan Zhao's desperate resistance, but he no longer planned to waste time. After all, he still needed time to recover and then plan to leave the Red Kok Mountains safely.

He made a secret with both hands and gathered his spiritual power. The golden elixir in his dantian gradually dimmed, and a majestic aura spread out from his body. The next moment he let out a low drink, and his natal flying sword shone brightly.

The water light flowed, and in an instant, with the cyan flying sword as the core, a huge blue sword condensed and slashed towards Duan Zhao.

With a "click", the cold light shield in front of Duan Mandrill shattered.

If not for the last moment, three magic weapons stood on Duan Man's body, blocking the giant sword of green light for a moment, and Duan Man was annihilated by the giant sword on the spot. Even so, Duan Man would be extremely miserable at this moment.

Not only was his body covered in blood, his chest was also dented, his ribs were broken, his internal organs were damaged, and his right arm was completely broken and hung down weakly.

"Ahem..."

There was a cough, and blood mixed with internal organ fragments spilled from Duan Mandrill's mouth.

"You win..." He laughed miserably and lay weakly on the ground stained red with blood.

Li Qingping's face was pale, with a murderous look on his brows. He slowly walked towards Duan Mandiao, who was losing his life bit by bit. Finally, he stopped three feet away from him and said:

"I won, and the 'Jade of Spiritual Eyes' is mine too."

"Ahem... Yes, you won, but this 'Spirit Eye Jade' is still not yours. Since Duan can't get it, then destroy it!" Duan Man's eyes suddenly widened and he clapped his left hand. In the storage bag, a burst of white light flashed, and the thumb-sized "Jade of Spiritual Eyes" appeared again.

But before Li Qingping could appreciate it, Duan Xiao shouted, and a destructive cold energy condensed in his palm. He actually wanted to destroy the precious jade that had taken thousands of years to see again.

"How dare you!" Li Qingping's eyes were split open, and he moved his feet, flying directly towards Duan Mandrill, and at the same time stretched out his palm to grab the "Jade of Spiritual Eyes".

But just as he stepped within ten feet of Duan Zhao, a numbing feeling suddenly hit Li Qingping's heart, and then he saw a wanton sneer rising from the corner of Duan Zhao's mouth.

"Not good!" Li Qingping's face changed wildly, and it was too late to retreat. He instinctively took out his sword and shield to protect himself. But before the sword and shield was fully formed, his consciousness caught a wisp of cold thread heading towards him. It hit his heart.

Under the threat of death, Li Qingping was furious in his heart. The golden elixir in his dantian rotated rapidly, draining out the last bit of spiritual power. Finally, the moment before the cold thread pierced his body, he moved his body several inches.

"Puff" a small sound.

Cold silk passed through the chest.

Li Qingping felt a sharp pain in his right chest, and then a burst of cold air with a destructive aura exploded in his body. Before he could get angry, he quickly reached out and touched several large points on his chest to seal off the violent and spreading cold air.

Even so, a mouthful of blood mixed with ice slag spurted out from his mouth, and his already pale face was even more bloodless. He was seriously injured, and even the golden elixir in his dantian showed slight cracks.

Li Qingping was horrified, so he immediately sat cross-legged, took the elixir, and quickly used his kung fu to stabilize the golden elixir.

"Hahaha... Li Qingping, Duan said that I will never let you have an easy time if you want to peel off a layer of your skin. Haha... cough... it's such a pity, cough... cough..." Duan Zhao saw that Li Qingping had fallen into the scheme, and he immediately I was so excited that my face flushed like a flashback, but maybe I was too excited, which triggered a strong force in my body. I coughed, and blood mixed with meat spurted out one after another.

Even so, he still laughed wantonly, looking extremely ferocious.

"It's a pity that Duan's 'Jue Yin Needle' didn't hit your vital point, otherwise even if you were a golden elixir, you would never be able to survive."

"What a pity..."

Duan Xiao's vitality was fading more and more seriously. At the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, as if he would die completely in the next moment.

The two were in extremely miserable conditions at the moment. Even Li Qingping had to use all his strength to operate the skills to heal his wounds in order to suppress the extreme coldness contained in the "Jue Yin Needle". However, judging from his alternating blue and white complexion and the frost all over his chest, it would be difficult for him to recover in a short time.

Wang Fu was still lying on the ground, pretending to be unconscious. In his opinion, in this situation, the hidden spirit should have come out.

But unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.

Wang Fu waited for a long time but saw no new changes in the hall. Under the cover of his spiritual consciousness, he only had five beating hearts, not to mention the weapon spirit mentioned by Wenren Qingcang.

After waiting for three hours, Duan Xiao was only left with a dying breath, while Li Qingping's breath became stronger and stronger. It was obvious that after three hours of healing, the latter had gradually suppressed the power of the "Jue Yin Needle".

"Is Wenren Qingcang lying to me? No, he dare not, and there is no need."

"Then there is only one explanation, the weapon spirit has already discovered my true strength, and the reason why it did not appear is to be the oriole?"

Wang Fu was a little entangled. After a while, Li Qingping slowly opened his eyes and woke up. His face was still pale and bloodless, and even his breath was weak, but the frost on his chest had completely disappeared, and it was obvious that the coldness of the "Jue Yin Needle" was suppressed.

He slowly stood up and looked at the dying Duan Xiao. Then he stretched out his hand and the flying sword of his life that was inserted not far away fell into his palm. Then the flying sword flew out of his hand and pierced directly into Duan Xiao's chest, and blood spurted out immediately.

But Duan Xiao's body, which was almost completely cold, only trembled slightly.

Li Qingping was relieved when he saw this.

His eyes locked on the "Spirit Eye Jade" and he walked over.