Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

"Old Qishan, I want to see what other methods you have now."

In the void, Yu Huangtian looked at the scarred old Qishan opposite him with an indifferent expression.

"Yuhuangtian, don't hold on any longer!"

"Now, your situation is no better than me!"

Old Qishan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.

"Really? Then let me continue to take a look at your Qishan old man's methods and see whose hands the Nine Hell Sword fell into?"

Yu Huangtian responded with an indifferent expression.

Having said that, he would activate his natal spiritual weapon and continue to launch a fierce offensive against Mr. Qishan.

As a result, just as he was about to take action, a demon fox puppet rushed towards him, opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of terrifying fox fire at him.

Yu Huangtian's face turned cold, and he hurriedly controlled his own spiritual weapon to resist the fox flames of the demon fox puppet.

On the other side, Mr. Qishan was also attacked by the Black Turtle Puppet, and he narrowly dodged away.

At the moment when the two of them were attacked by the Demon Fox Puppet and the Black Turtle Puppet, the Ape Puppet took the opportunity to get close to the Nine Hell Sword located on the sword peak. With a huge palm thrust, it grabbed the Nine Hell Sword. In hand.

Immediately afterwards, the ape puppet stood up, its huge body jumped straight down from the sword peak hundreds of feet high, and quickly escaped into the distance with the snatched Nine Hell Sword.

"Damn beast! You actually want to take advantage of the chaos to steal the Nine Hell Sword!"

When Yu Huangtian saw the ape puppet taking the opportunity to take away the Nine Hell Sword, his face suddenly turned gloomy.

He activated his natal spiritual weapon, and after repelling the demon fox puppet, he decisively pursued the ape puppet.

Unexpectedly, the black tiger puppet fiercely charged towards him again, blocking his way.

Similarly, Mr. Qishan also discovered that the Nine Hell Sword had been taken away by the ape puppet. Just as he was about to rush to snatch it back, a demon lion puppet and a demon snake puppet came at him quickly and blocked him.

Now, both of them were seriously injured in the previous fight and suffered extremely heavy losses.

Now, faced with the encirclement and attack of these spirit wood puppets with the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, it was impossible to easily repel them for a while.

"Yuhuangtian, it's all your fault!"

"If you hadn't insisted on stopping it earlier, the Nine Hell Sword would have fallen into my hands long ago."

"It's fine now, someone else took the opportunity to take away the Nine Hell Sword!"

"In our current state, it is simply impossible to repel these spirit wood puppets that are comparable to the fourth-level immortal cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Realm!"

While resisting the impact from the Black Turtle Puppet, Mr. Qishan dodged the strong poisonous mist from the Demonic Snake Puppet. He did not forget to curse Yu Huangtian in the distance.

"Fart! It's all your fault, old man Qishan!"

"If you were sensible, how could I end up like this?"

In the distance, Yu Huangtian responded unconvincingly while dodging the attack from the demon fox puppet and demon lion puppet.

"Okay! Now, it's not the time for you and me to fight among ourselves!"

"Now, the Nine Hell Sword has been taken away by someone in the dark! It's time for you and me to join forces!"

"The most important thing is to repel these spirit wood puppets and snatch back the Nine Hell Sword. What do you think, Yu Huangtian?"

Qishan Laoer furiously blasted away the biting black tiger puppet, and then threw a spiritual talisman at the demonic snake puppet who was about to spit out poisonous mist. The talisman burned, and a Golden iron ropes shot out, tightly binding the huge demon snake puppet's body.

Immediately, he dodged again, avoiding the violent impact from the Black Turtle Puppet, and hit the Black Turtle Puppet's hard-as-iron carapace with his backhand.

The overbearing palm force directly made a dent in the hard carapace of the Black Turtle Puppet. The terrifying force also slammed the Black Turtle Puppet's huge mountain-like body into the cliff below, and the cliff was shattered with a bang. Most of it collapsed.

All offensive moves flow smoothly.

The three spirit wood puppets who were comparable to the fourth-level foundation-building immortal cultivator were easily defeated by Old Qishan, which shows how powerful and terrifying this eighth-level foundation-building immortal cultivator is.

This was when he had fought against Yu Huangtian before and was not at his peak.

If he were at his peak state, I am afraid that with the methods of this old man from Qishan, he could crush three spirit wood puppets that are comparable to the fourth-level immortal cultivators of the Foundation Establishment with just his momentum, and crush their hard bodies into a pile.鑑粉.

"Okay! Let's join forces for now!"

"The Nine Hell Sword can't just take advantage of the person in the dark!"

Yu Huangtian defeated the joint offensive of the demon snake puppet and the demon lion puppet. Hearing Qishan Laoer's words from a distance, he nodded decisively.

Then, his body swept away and he chased the ape puppet that was escaping crazily in the distance.

In the distance, Mr. Qishan was also preparing to move his body to pursue him. Unexpectedly, a scarlet tentacle suddenly came out from the dark, and when he was not paying attention, it pierced his shoulder blade in one breath.

Then, there was a sucking sound.

Old Qishan was shocked to find that all his energy and blood were being crazily devoured by the strangely appearing scarlet tentacles.

His eyes suddenly sharpened, his left hand turned into a knife, and he slashed hard at the scarlet tentacle that pierced his shoulder blade.

puff~

The scarlet tentacle was instantly severed by Qishan Lao'er's sword.

After cutting off the scarlet tentacles, Old Qishan retreated far away.

Having lost part of his energy and blood, his face was pale, and a fine line of cold sweat was oozing out from his forehead. When his consciousness was released, he suddenly discovered the young man in blood clothes hiding in the corner of the sword peak: "Who is this monster? How dare you attack me?!"

"Isn't it good to become my blood food obediently?"

"You actually want to resist?!"

The blood-clothed young man stood on a rock at the top of Sword Peak, looking at the old man Qishan who was pale and breathless in the void, with a playful smile on his lips.

"A mere immortal cultivator at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment also wants to use me as blood food? Where do you get the courage?"

Old Qishan's face was gloomy and his tone was extremely cold.

"Haha! Old guy, stop holding on!"

"Now, you cannot be my opponent in your current state!"

"It's better to be my blood food and become part of my body!"

The young man in blood clothes was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Mr. Qishan. He tiptoed and rushed toward the opponent like lightning.

Under the sleeves and robes, scarlet tentacles shot towards the pale Qishan old man all over the sky.

Old Qishan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly dodged, dodging the scarlet tentacles that shot out one after another.

From time to time, he would use a spiritual talisman to destroy and cut off the scarlet tentacles.

There are also spiritual weapon shields around him, constantly resisting the crazy attacks of scarlet tentacles.

However, as the blood-clothed young man said, the old man in Qishan is now in a very bad state.

First, he suffered a lot of losses in the fierce battle with Yu Huangtian, and then he lost part of his spiritual power in dealing with those spirit wood puppets.

Just now, he was accidentally attacked by the blood-clothed young man again, and suffered part of his energy and blood being sucked by him.

Now, his condition is less than one-tenth of his peak condition.

If you want to deal with the blood-clothed young man in his prime state, it will be difficult to hold on for too long.

After the two sides fought for dozens of rounds, Mr. Qishan could no longer hold on. A scarlet tentacle suddenly penetrated through the gap in the spiritual weapon shield and plunged fiercely into Mr. Qishan's chest. What followed was A terrifying sucking sound sounded.

This time, Old Qishan had no energy left to get rid of the scarlet tentacles. He could only let out an unwilling roar and watched his body quickly dry up like a deflated rubber ball...