After dozens of rounds, Qin Sang probably figured out the details of the handsome young man.
His cultivation level is no less than that of Senior Brother Rong, Miao Xinglan and others, but his combat experience is far behind. He is even inferior to the mediocre ones among the fake alchemy realm monks on Guanxing Island.
But he has many treasures. After the talismans, he sacrifices several magic weapons one after another, which is dazzling. Each one is extraordinary and powerful, making it difficult to guard against.
With cooperation, Qin Sang also has to deal with it calmly.
Qin Sang estimated that the handsome young man had an unusual origin.
It's a pity that the handsome young man is still too young after all, and these magical weapons cannot allow him to turn his advantage into victory. This is without Qin Sang using the ebony sword.
After fighting for a while, Qin Sang became more and more relaxed in dealing with it, and could even do two things at once, peeking into another battle.
Grandma Jing fights one against two.
Only then did Qin Sang realize that Qingluan was not just a simple mount, but also had terrifying strength. He had gone back and forth with Yu Shanting, the imperial envoy's magic weapon, without falling behind in the slightest.
Qingluan helps Granny Jing separate the two opponents so that Granny Jing can concentrate on dealing with Old Palm Star.
Yu Shanting knew that Granny Jing was the most important target and did not want to continue to be entangled with Qingluan. He tried to force Qingluan back and joined forces with the old man Zhangxing, but he was unable to do so.
'when!'
The loud bells sounded continuously, shaking the heaven and earth, and lasted for a long time.
The purple energy is misty, sometimes it condenses into a sword, as fast as lightning, and its sharp edge is revealed; sometimes it transforms into various ferocious beasts, dragons, phoenixes, lions and tigers, and so on, with ferocious flames raging into the sky...
No matter swords or ferocious beasts, they are no match for Qingluan, and they will soon be torn apart by Qingluan's sharp claws and sharp beak.
Tongzhong could not do anything to Qingluan. Yushanting returned without success several times, but almost got pecked by Qingluan a few times. His expression could no longer remain calm, and his eyes were filled with anger.
'when!'
This bell ringing is unusual, deep and deep.
The bronze bell trembled hugely, and in the aftertaste of buzzing sounds, it automatically left the head of Yushan Pavilion, leaped up, and immediately suppressed Qingluan.
Endless purple energy erupted, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
At this moment, the bronze bell was like a towering majestic mountain, as powerful as a giant, with wind and thunder moving in unison, trying to cover Qingluan directly, suppress it, refine it, and grind it into powder.
The body of the bronze bell is actually no bigger than Qingluan's body. For some reason, the huge shadow of the bell is overwhelming, covering Qingluan underneath. The bells are getting louder and louder, shocking the soul, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, with a huge sound.
A humane and solemn look appeared in Qingluan's eyes, which made Qin Sang increasingly doubtful whether it was a wood carving or the real Qingluan.
Qingluan is an ancient divine beast that only exists in legends. Compared with dragons and phoenixes, no matter how powerful Grandma Jing is, she cannot find and conquer her.
If it is a spirit puppet, how powerful the puppet technique must be to give the wood sculpture such charm?
Facing the menacing copper bell.
Qingluan made a rapid cry, and its will to fight became stronger.
Without asking Granny Jing for help, it spread its wings to its full extent, and its blue feathers manifested into blue waves. The green light gathered and became deeper, and these feathers seemed to be about to melt, igniting green flames.
Qingluan became a true divine bird reborn from the ashes.
‘Bah!’
The bells were eclipsed by the beautiful cry.
Qingluan glared at the bronze bell, blue flames rose into the sky, and a pillar of fire rushed straight towards the bronze bell.
'boom!'
There was a loud sound, and the bronze bell was submerged in green fire.
But in the green fire, a faint purple can be vaguely seen, and the purple energy is not extinguished, resisting the burning of the green fire.
The seals of Yushan Pavilion changed suddenly, and the bronze bell vibrated endlessly.
Not to be outdone, Qingluan continuously releases green fire.
Everyone and the beast tried their best and reached a stalemate. It would be difficult to tell the winner in a short time. Qin Sang couldn't tell who would win in the end, so he had to turn his attention to Granny Jing.
Unexpectedly, the fighting skills between Grandma Jing and Old Man Zhangxing were even more mysterious, without a trace of fireworks, and even more difficult to fathom.
Qin Sang could still see some clues about the battle between Yushan Ting and Qing Luan. Between Granny Jing and Old Man Zhangxing, he could only watch the excitement and didn't even know who had the upper hand.
Night sky, bright moon, stars.
Under the starry sky transformed by the two magic weapons, Grandma Jing and Old Man Zhangxing were suspended in the air without a trace of fireworks.
The moon seems to be brighter than before, and the silver disk hangs high.
Grandma Jing is like a living Guanyin, sitting in the air with her eyes closed tightly. Behind her is a picture of the hidden moon of mountains and rivers, but there is no bright moon in the picture.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are like black clouds, the sea of clouds is flowing, and the cloud waves are rising and falling. This picture seems to have come to life.
The old man Palm Star also didn't look at Granny Jing. He raised his hands, worthy of the name Palm Star. His palms left a trail of afterimages, playing with the stars.
But I can only reach for the stars, not the moon.
Stars became chess pieces in the hands of old man Zhang Xing. Killing formations were formed one after another. Starlights of different shapes strangled towards Granny Jing or Mingyue.
These killing formations change very quickly, and each one has considerable power. Qin Sang was amazed by the magic weapon of the Palm Star Old Man.
The starlight that rushes towards the bright moon is blocked by the moonlight.
The starlight that strangled Granny Jing was even worse. They were all swallowed up by the Hidden Moon Map. Apart from making the sea of clouds more turbulent, it didn't seem to cause any harm to Granny Jing.
Soon, Qin Sang made another discovery.
The stars at the edge of the starry sky dimmed and disappeared one after another, seemingly covered by the moonlight, and never appeared again after disappearing.
When a star disappears, the space will fall into darkness, and a strange fluctuation will occur. There seem to be cracks in the fluctuation that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
While the old man Palm Star is condensing a killing formation to strangle Granny Jing, he will push other stars in the galaxy to the edge and repair the space that has fallen into darkness.
It seems that only in this way can the night sky formed by the magic weapon be maintained from collapse.
Qin Sang shifted his gaze and carefully observed the old man Palm Star.
Under the increasingly bright moonlight, Old Man Palm Star stared at the night sky without blinking, with a very serious expression. His face seemed to be covered with a layer of sweat, which reflected the starlight and looked very rosy.
In stark contrast to Granny Jing's indifference.
Looking at the performance of the two people and the two magic weapons, Qin Sang felt that Granny Jing had the upper hand, but she was not sure whether her guess was right.
Qin Sang could not continue to watch distractedly, because the handsome young man's offensive suddenly became fierce.
The handsome young man noticed that Qin Sang was doing two things, and felt that he had been slighted. He couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed and angry.
What's even more despicable is that he has exhausted all his means and is unable to do anything to an opponent whose cultivation level is not as good as his own, who even dares to be absent-minded on the battlefield.
"you wanna die!"
The handsome young man cursed angrily and hated Qin Sang. He spared no effort to activate the full power of the talisman.
The black light transformed by the talisman flew up and down, coming and going like lightning, leaving no trace, but it was still invisible in Qin Sang's eyes.
Wu Hammer was still unable to break through Lan Jing's blockade, and could not even touch the corner of Qin Sang's clothes.
This chapter has been completed!