The bronze cone was extremely flexible. It penetrated the air with one strike, then immediately turned the spearhead and continued to pursue Qin Sang.
And Wu Youdao didn't know what secret method he used, but his speed increased dramatically, and he quickly shortened the distance between him and Qin Sang.
At this moment, the flying boat in the distance noticed something strange here, and immediately changed its direction and went a little faster, blocking Qin Sang's path.
Wu Youdao's eyes lit up, and he suddenly shouted to Feizhou, "Formation of Green Fire Flags!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the flying boat stopped suddenly and happened to be in front of the place where Qin Sang buried the treasure.
Then nearly twenty figures flew out from the flying boat, all of them were foundation-building monks. The worst ones were in the early stage of foundation-building, but there were also some who were as strong as the monk surnamed Li, who were masters of the false elixir realm.
After flying out of the flying boat, they stood in the air. Three of them, including the monk surnamed Li, took out a green pennant from the mustard bag.
This kind of pennant is exactly the same as what Qin Sang saw on Shengang Peak!
'Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!'
The three of them waved at the same time and raised the pennant.
Three green flags circled and flew up, standing in the void, dividing the positions of the three talents.
Then, the others simultaneously activated the Qingyang Demonic Fire in their bodies, and then activated the demonic fire to float towards the flag array. They took action without reservation and continuously.
With the continuous infusion of Qingyang Demonic Fire, the color of the green flags became more and more dazzling, gradually forming a cyan fireball in the middle of them.
The demonic fire burned brightly, exuding a violent aura.
When Qin Sang saw this, an unknown premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
There are only a few experts among these twenty people. With his current strength, he doesn't take any of them lightly. Even if they come together, Qin Sang can easily deal with them.
But these three green flags look very simple. Once they set up the so-called green fire flag formation and the formation is complete, it will definitely be a big trouble!
When the time comes when you are faced with a situation of being attacked from both front and back, you will be very passive.
The only way is to destroy the formation before it takes shape.
However, at this time, Qin Sang has been entangled with Wu Youdao with a bronze awl and cannot get rid of him. Moreover, Wu Youdao is already close at hand, and it will be harder to escape in the future.
The bronze cone was unyielding and struck again.
Qin Sang no longer evaded this time, and his spiritual thoughts activated the ebony sword and the bronze awl to confront each other tit for tat.
'boom!'
When the two magic weapons collided for the first time, they both trembled endlessly.
The Qingyang Demonic Fire on the bronze cone dimmed for a while, and the golden ring on the surface was also partially broken and was being repaired quickly.
The ebony sword was also dim and uncertain.
At this moment, a strange blood light suddenly appeared in the center of the ebony sword, and instantly transformed into a blood sword.
Seeing this scene, Wu Youdao suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He reacted very quickly and immediately wanted to take back the bronze awl, but he was a step too late.
'Wow!'
The ebony sword was swung, and the bloody divine light hit the bronze cone.
In an instant, the demonic fire on the bronze cone dissipated, and the broken golden rings stopped repairing, becoming extremely dim, like mottled rust, and the spirituality of the magic weapon was greatly damaged!
The sneak attack of bloody divine light works repeatedly.
As long as the opponent doesn't know the ebony sword's magical power of bloody light, there is almost no possibility of losing.
The reason why Qin Sang did not release the bloody divine light immediately was because he was not sure whether the bronze cone was Wu Youdao's natal magic weapon.
Although Wu Youdao had formed the elixir not long ago, the Qingyang Demon Sect has a profound foundation, and he may have more than one magic weapon in his hand.
Qin Sang even hoped to destroy Wu Youdao's natal magic weapon, which would greatly reduce Wu Youdao's strength and give him greater hope of escaping, but now he could not allow further delay.
The bronze awl stumbled and flew back to Wu Youdao's hand.
"Blood-filthy divine light!"
Seeing the miserable state of his magic weapon, Wu Youdao was shocked and angry. He never expected that he would encounter a magic weapon refined from the ten sacred trees.
It seems that the bronze cone can no longer be used, and it will probably take a long time to warm up before it can be restored. Wu Youdao hates Qin Sang even more.
He stared at the ebony sword with cold eyes, knowing that it would be impossible to use this magical power for a second time in a short time, so he immediately turned his palms inward and patted his Dantian.
'call out!'
A green gourd flew out from Wu Youdao's dantian. It was originally only the size of a thumb. After flying out of the dantian, it quickly grew in size. Finally, it could barely be lifted with one hand.
The gourd flew to Wu Youdao's head, spun around, and aimed its top at Qin Sang.
Through the opening, you can see that another world of flames has formed in the gourd's belly, burning with extremely pure Qingyang Demonic Fire, about to burst out.
"The bronze cone is indeed not a magic weapon!"
Seeing this, Qin Sang sighed secretly, knowing that he could no longer be entangled by Wu Youdao, so he suddenly opened his right hand, revealing the thing in his palm, ready to throw it.
A ray of energy was inspired by Qin Sang.
"Void Sky Thunder!"
Wu Youdao was activating the fire gourd, and when he glanced at it inadvertently, his expression suddenly changed.
Xu Tian Lei is becoming more and more rare, but even if they, masters of the Dan Formation stage, have never seen it with their own eyes, they at least know what Xu Tian Lei looks like and are very aware of its power.
If he is hit by Xutian Lightning, he may not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Wu Youdao was startled, his figure froze, and he quickly dodged.
Who would have expected that Xu Tianlei was just a cover.
Qin Sang knew that the range of the Xutian Thunder was limited, and it would be tantamount to wishful thinking to kill the opponent in such an open place, so he did not even think about using the Xutian Thunder.
There are only a few people who have seen the Xu Tian Lei with their own eyes, and Wu Youdao certainly wouldn't dare to bet on whether he has actually activated the Xu Tian Lei.
Facts proved that Qin Sang was right.
As soon as Wu Youdao retreated, he immediately rose up with his sword and flew forward with all his strength. The light of his sword was like lightning, and he flew in front of the foundation-building monks in the blink of an eye.
Wu Youdao realized that he had been deceived and regretted it, but he was too late to stop Qin Sang.
The monk surnamed Li remained calm in the face of danger and shouted loudly: "Disperse!"
The rest of the people flashed and immediately scattered in all directions. However, their formation seemed to be scattered, but in fact they were connected. The three green flags were still in place and were not affected.
The fireball in the formation suddenly swelled up, then turned into a stream of fire and rushed towards Qin Sang.
The Qingyang Demonic Fire released by some foundation-building monks actually completed its transformation in the Qingqi. This stream of fire seemed slender, but was extremely pure, and Qin Sang did not dare to underestimate it.
But Qin Sang thought for a moment and made an unexpected move. He had no intention of dodge, and his speed did not slow down at all. He activated his true energy and tried to confront the fire flow head-on.
The Qingyang Demonic Fire is so powerful that if it is contaminated with the opponent's spiritual power or true energy, it will immediately become like a gangrene attached to the bones, making it extremely difficult to get rid of.
Anyone else, knowing the power of Qingyang Demonic Fire, would never dare to do this.
Seeing Qin Sang being so arrogant, the monks of the Qingyang Demon Sect sneered.
Unexpectedly, the next moment their jaws were almost dropped.
'boom!'
Qin Sang forced the flow of fire away, but his figure only flickered.
And those flying flames, after touching Qin Sang's true essence, should have immediately attached themselves to it, burning fiercely and causing him to suffer a lot.
At this time, it seemed as if they had lost their fuel and were extinguished one after another.