Mortal Ascension

Seeing that my words provoked a dispute among several Taoist brothers in the late stage of Qi training, the monk surnamed Lu shut his mouth in fright, retreated quietly to the door, and fled quickly if something went wrong.

Qin Longhu stared at Wang Qingshan, and roared in a low voice, "You who wear a mask, are you really looking for trouble?"

Although Wang Qingshan showed his supernatural power just now and forced back an eighth-level qi training and three seven-level qi training monks with one blow, it was just a fight, and the two sides' various methods have not been revealed. In the end, it is still unknown who will win. .

"Hehe, the five tigers of the Qin family, I think they are just five dogs! What do you think?"

Wang Qingshan's sharp words, cursing people straight to the heart, made all the monks around change their faces!

Is this the rhythm of endless death?

At the beginning, they looked at this green leaf faceless masked monk who was quite low-key, eating mortal food was delicious, and thought he was an ascetic monk from deep mountains and old forests, not good at speech, paranoid and honest or something.

But now it seems that this is clearly a fledgling calf who dares to pluck the beards of the five tigers of the Qin family!

Some people guessed that Wang Qingshan was trying to trip up the Qin family and avenge the past.

Not only other people think so, even the five tigers of the Qin family think so too.

"Ah, fuck you, what are you, you dare to scold us?"

"Kill him, peel his skin and cramps, and put him in an oil pan to refine his soul, so that his life and death will be worse."

"Ma De, if I can't kill you, my surname is not Qin today!"

"Brothers, let's go together and kill him."

The other four tigers of the Qin family were furious, and rushed towards Wang Qingshan while cursing.

Seeing this, Qin Longhu's face was a little ugly, and he planned to see if he could join forces with Dou Zhe and He Dingyan, but the brothers had already been killed, so he had to hurry up.

Dou Zhe and He Dingyan looked calm, they didn't know what they were thinking, and they didn't give an answer to Wang Qingshan's challenge to them just now.

Wang Qingshan looked at the Qin family's five tigers rushing over, and he was slightly relieved. It seemed that the plan was going well.

boom!

A huge ice spike pierced through half of the floor, shaking the entire attic.

A group of mortals from the rich family had long been terrified, their expressions were terrified, and they were paralyzed on the ground, not knowing how to dodge.

The two Jianghu masters in the front position were just about to jump up to avoid it, but they were shot by the embers of the fireball explosion. The flames instantly climbed all over their bodies, and they burned to ashes after only two screams.

The space on the third floor is too small to perform spells, and there are already many monks beside them who are dissatisfied because the residual prestige is involved in them.

Wang Qingshan simply flew out of the third floor, followed closely by the five tigers of the Qin family.

Qin Longhu and another brother at the eighth level of Qi training were the main force, the other two brothers at the seventh level of Qi training were as assistants, and the weakest brother at the sixth level of Qi training was responsible for arousing talisman papers in the distance for long-distance assistance.

The five of them cooperated tacitly, and they played a series of spells, attacking and defending very timely.

If it weren't for Wang Qingshan's spells that had reached a small success and could be cast instantly, otherwise he would have been severely injured by a large number of spells.

However, in the face of the attacks of the five mid-to-late stage Qi training monks, Wang Qingshan consumed a lot of spiritual power, and it was impossible to continue to consume them.

Therefore, Wang Qingshan is always maintaining the rhythm of the attack. He must grasp the situation of the battle on the battlefield, just like the one in Tai'anfang City before, and defeat them one by one.

But the Qin family's five tigers seemed to have already discussed it, but they didn't give Wang Qingshan a one-on-one chance. Every time, a few people used magic to block the heavy blow from Da Kun's hand, and the remaining two immediately counterattacked.

With this level of tacit understanding, it would be uncomfortable even if a monk of the ninth level of Qi training faced him, and he might even be beheaded.

brush!

A spirit sword flashing with colorful light sprang out from Qin Longhu's hand, bursting out with terrifying fluctuations in spiritual power, and arrived in front of Wang Qingshan in the blink of an eye with lightning speed.

Some of the monks onlookers on the third floor exclaimed, "It's the ultimate magic weapon!"

"The power of the top-grade magical weapon is only slightly weaker than that of the spiritual weapon. This time, the fellow Taoist who has no face in Qingye will be in trouble."

"That's right, the ultimate magic weapon is so powerful that it's not difficult to kill the ninth level of Qi training, but it will also be troublesome in the foundation building. He has a sixth level of Qi training, and if he doesn't have a good body protection treasure, it is estimated that he will be seriously injured even if he is not dead. "

A group of monks talked a lot. In the eyes of the monks in the Qi training period, the top-grade magic weapon is a big killer. With the help of the magic weapon, it can exert a power that is several times that of its own body, and it can easily challenge it.

Dou Zhe, He Dingyan and other disciples of the sect also showed longing and envy when they saw the top-grade magic weapon.

The Zongmen's family has a great career, and their talents are better than ordinary disciples, but it is not enough for the Zongmen to bestow the best magic weapon.

In terms of value, the top-grade magical artifacts are almost as good as the low-grade spiritual artifacts used in the foundation-building realm, so how can they be easily distributed to disciples.

bang bang bang...

A series of earthen walls appeared out of thin air in front of Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan's cultivation base has been raised to the sixth level of Qi training, and then he uses the earth wall technique, and the thickness of the earth wall will naturally increase.

However, in front of the top-grade magic weapon, these earthen walls collapsed in an instant and turned into a cloud of dust, just like Zhihu.

In less than one breath, more than a dozen walls were destroyed by the top-grade magic weapon, and all the monks who watched were shocked by the power of the top-quality magic weapon.

At the same time, there are also some people who have no choice but to complain that the qualifications of this fellow Qingye Faceless Daoist are too high.

Alchemy is at least in the realm of Xiaocheng, and a secret technique that can condense stone hands is also in the realm of Xiaocheng.

Now even an ordinary earth wall technique has been practiced by him to a small level!

This made many people wonder, genius disciples of great powers, how could their elders let them waste time on these common spells.

Qin Longhu's eyes sank, if it weren't for the dozen or so earthen walls that gave Wang Qingshan time to hide, otherwise the top-grade magic weapon might seriously injure him.

The spells that have reached the realm of Xiaocheng can be cast instantly, which is so annoying.

When Qin Longhu used the highest-grade magic weapon, the rest of the Qin family were overjoyed, beat the dog in the water, and unleashed their magic attacks together.

Fireball, Mystic God's Eye, Wood Entangling...

Boom boom boom...

In front of Wang Qingshan, a shield made of high-grade talisman paper appeared, and all attacks including the top-grade magic weapon landed on it, tearing it apart instantly.

All kinds of dazzling spiritual lights completely covered Wang Qingshan, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations disturbed the consciousness, and the rest of the people could not find out whether Wang Qingshan was dead or alive.

Qin Longhu and the others didn't relax, they kept releasing spells in their hands, killing Wang Qingshan who was covered by countless lights.

Qin Longhu felt that the top-grade magic weapon seemed to have stabbed something, and was entangled, unable to return for a while. Could it be that the monk Qingye Faceless stuck the top-grade magic weapon with his body!

Many monks on the third floor also flew out, staring closely at Wang Qingshan who was submerged by the spell. Could it be that he is really dead?

It shouldn't be that simple!

A genius who is proficient in spells and alchemy, doesn't he have some means to save his life?

Some people muttered to themselves.

After a long while, coughing sounds came from the center where the spiritual light gradually dissipated, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Surely not dead!

The faces of the five tigers of the Qin family suddenly darkened. The opponent was so difficult, it was time to resort to the last resort.

But at the next moment, a stream of light erupting with terrifying power suddenly came from where Wang Qingshan was, and shot straight at the five tigers of the Qin family.

The best magic weapon!

Just felt the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the top-grade magic weapon, except for Qin Longhu, the other four didn't care much.

But soon a strange feeling came from Liu Guang, the face of the monk of the Qin family changed drastically, and the other party actually had a top-grade magic weapon!

A monk in the qi training period not only saves the resources for his own cultivation, but also saves so many pills, and even has spare money to buy a top-grade magic weapon?

This alchemist is too rich.

rumbling...

Under the shocked gazes of all the monks, the long-mace-shaped top-grade magic weapon easily broke through the defensive shield of the Qin family Yihu, pierced through his defensive magic weapon forcefully, and finally pierced the Qin family monk to his heart's content!