Chapter 91: Killing Level 7 Monster Beast, Half Martial Saint
Chapter 91 Killing the seventh-level monster, Half-Martial Saint
Xinning was used to holding the spirit stone in his hand during meditation. As his strength increased, he used the spirit stone faster and faster. It seemed that the effect was not as good as before, but it was better than nothing. It looked like a lot of two hundred thousand spirits.
Shi, Xinning felt unsure, and the sect's rewards also came down. Because of Xinning's outstanding performance, he entered the top ten, and he was given 100,000. Hey! Drizzle, the extravagant Xinning has to go look for spiritual stones again.
The Viskin Beast became Xinning's first trophy. Now that Xinning's strength has greatly improved, he hit 150 heavy seals with his hand stick. The momentum suppressed the Viskin Beast and retreated steadily. It only took more than a hundred rounds to kill this beast.
Guys, Xinning comes out with a bad mouth. Isn’t a level 7 monster nothing special? Xinning himself thought very stinkingly.
Felico Tiger, not much stronger than the Weiss Golden Beast, also entered Xinning's ring. Four-eyed Plating Wolf, Qiyako Beast, Gu Lude Beast, Xinning gained four more seventh-level monsters, damn, one inside
The pill cost at least 500,000 spirit stones, which is a good harvest. Hmm!
The huge Gu Lude beast was quickly put into the ring by Xinning, and he waved his stick. As soon as the four strong men of Dzogchen surrounded Xinning, they were hit by the stick. An opponent in black was blown away by the powerful air wave, and his life or death was unknown.
.The remaining three brandished their weapons and hit Xinning.
Losing its suddenness, Xinning was only surrounded by three Dzogchens, and the war was stalemate.
"If you dare to kill me, the elder of Qiandao Clan, you will be dead." One of the strongest men in gray shouted while waving his sword.
"Hmph! Qiandaomen? It's you Qiandaomen who will be killed." Xinning said harshly. Xinning's already vague memories of Qiandaomen, his grandfather, parents, brothers and sisters became clear again, and the suppressed anger in his heart burst out again.
Humph! Damn it, I’ll kill some of you to relieve your anger. Thousand Island Sect is also one of the great sects of the Luhai League. Back then, it killed the Fire Wing Mansion in Linfeng Continent, wiped out hundreds of families, and forcibly recruited a group of martial arts masters.
Enhanced a lot.
Xinning seized the opportunity to attack a man in black at close range. In order to save time, he quickly drew the dagger across the opponent's neck.
"Young Master, the opponent is too strong, you go first." The remaining man in black entangled Xinning and shouted to the man in gray.
"Boy, just wait, you're dead." Before he finished speaking, a black bird was released and disappeared like lightning, no slower than Yun Yi.
After more than a dozen rounds, Xinning drew out a sacred weapon and hit his opponent with a thunderbolt hammer. The opponent was caught off guard and was knocked away by the powerful air wave.
Call Yun Yi back, collect the loot, and fly out of the forest.
After a while, a black bird stopped Yun Yi in front of him. The man in gray was still on top, and an old man next to him swung a big sword from 40 meters away, and the air wave hit Xinning.
Half-Martial Saint! Xinning, who landed on the ground, looked at the opponent in front of him in shock. The two sides put away their spiritual beasts and faced off.
"Boy, you killed three elders of Qiandao Gate and you still want to run away?" the man in gray said arrogantly.
The strength of the Half-Martial Saint is really great, it seems that he needs to use a holy weapon. Xinning thought, there are too many people coming and going here.
Xinning waved his stick and fought and retreated. His artistic conception was no worse than his opponent's, but his opponent's strength was too much. Perhaps this was also the sorrow of the half-martial arts saint. His artistic conception could not be improved by pills, but pills could only improve it.
A hundred years of life and some strength are already rare. Xinning felt a little more confident. After several hours of fighting, there were few people around.
Xinning's first target was the young master in gray who had the bird. Xinning, who was fighting and retreating, gradually retreated to a distance of thirty meters from the young master in gray. Xinning quickly drew out a sacred thunderbolt hammer.
Slamming at the young master in gray, this guy actually seemed to have noticed it a long time ago. A yellow light flashed on his body, blocking Xinning's attack. "Boy, I remember you, I will catch you sooner or later." After saying that,
He actually flew away like a bird. What Xinning didn't know was that this guy's escape would have an immeasurable impact on the future of himself and his relatives and friends.
Xinning did not escape the half-Martial Saint's spiritual energy wave cleanly, and the advanced inner armor almost cracked, which shows how powerful it was. Xinning barely relied on the Cloud Body Technique to swim with the opponent.
Although it seems that Xinning has no power to fight back, Xinning has never fallen behind. Xinning knows that as long as the artistic conception does not fall behind, the other party can't do anything to him.
The injury made Xinning very uncomfortable. The effect of the elixir was slowly taking effect. The flow of clouds made Xinning's spiritual energy consumption extremely small. Four hours had passed.
It was a partial blow, but the injury was not serious.
Xinning finally wielded the sacred thunder hammer again, and they were evenly matched. The half-martial saint's eyes were full of greed, and the idea of killing Xinning was burning. The battle lasted for a whole day, and Xinning's attacks continued intermittently, but he could not withstand it at first.
It was the Half-Martial Saint, and the continuous consumption was too much for this guy. Xinning took the initiative to get close, and the Half-Martial Saint was also eager to end the battle, and fought closely.
It was another day of fierce fighting, and both sides consumed a lot of energy. When Xinning was about to pass by the Half-Martial Saint again, the Half-Martial Saint was surprised to find that another sacred weapon appeared in Xinning's left hand. It was too late.
, this was the last thought of the Half-Martial Saint. Qingfeng slashed across his neck, and his head fell to the ground.
Xinning's left hand dagger was replaced by the sacred weapon Qingfeng Slash at the critical moment, which increased the speed and strength by 30%. Xinning's chest was bleeding again, and Xinning's sword that inspired all his strength was exhausted. After cleaning the battlefield, Xinning got in
Lin Zi found a cave to hide in. It seemed that he really needed level 7 wound medicine. Level 6 medicine was too slow to recover, so he should make do with it first.
After sitting quietly for a few days, Xinning felt that his injuries were basically stable, so he returned to Luoyingmen with Yunyi.
Customized spiritual wine and wound medicine, custom-made top-grade inner armor from animal skins, no matter how high-end stores want to buy ready-made top-grade items, fortunately they can be customized.
After enduring the six-level injury medicine at a turtle's speed, after three months of rest, Xinning's injuries were finally healed, and he collected a million spiritual stones from several Dzogchen and Half-Martial Saints. What kind of half-life is this?
Wu Sheng was indeed rich, accounting for half of the oil and water.
There was news from outside that Qiandaomen was tracking down a murderer who killed an elder of his sect, and there was actually a portrait of Xinning. Fortunately, this was the territory of Luoyingmen of the Qingshan League, and Qiandaomen did not dare to make too much noise. But, why?
Qin Lijie and others, who were able to conceal a local snake like the Luoying Clan and went out for training, came back and told Xinning that there was some awesome person who killed three Dzogchen and a Half-Martial Saint from the Qiandao Clan, and even used the portrait to track it down.
If it weren't for the low cultivation levels of Qin Lijie, Youlan, and Manqing, they would probably have to be investigated.
When Qin Lijie found out from Xinning's mouth that this awesome person was his boss, he was stunned. "Boss, you are perfect and can kill a semi-martial saint. You are so awesome."
"Humph, aren't half-martial saints human beings? When you advance to the Great Consummation, you will be able to kill half-martial saints sooner or later. Work hard, I will give you benefits," Xinning said seductively.
"Boss, let's see what the benefits are." Qin Lijie couldn't wait.
"I can't give it to you now. You won't be able to use it until you reach Great Consummation," Xinning said.
"Could it be that you are talking about a sacred weapon?" Youlan said in surprise.
"Huh? You, I guess your grandma said that." Xinning said
"Well, grandma said it. According to family records, the Dzogchen combat power of holding a holy weapon increases by two or three levels. It's a pity that in this era, where can I find a holy weapon, but you actually have it." Youlan said in surprise.
"Is it true that only when you reach Dzogchen can you use the holy weapon?" Qin Lijie asked.
"Try it yourself." Xinning took out a sacred thunder hammer.
Qin Lijie swung his hammer. "Boss, your big stick is no stronger than mine." Qin Lijie said depressedly. It seems to be true. God, it seems that I am the last to advance, and the two women's life and death pulses are also different.
It's loose. When will my life and death pulses start to move?
Xinning still gave the sacred weapon to a few people. Sooner or later, they would all advance to the Great Perfection. As their cultivation levels improve, each of them will practice for longer and longer. They may not be able to see each other for a long time. Once Qin Lijie and You You
If any of Lan and Manqing advance to Dzogchen, if I am not here, won’t it affect their ability to adapt to the sacred weapon?
Youlan and Manqing went into seclusion. The depressed Qin Lijie actually followed everyone to the Island of Death to practice. Fortunately, the top-level inner armor was built, otherwise Xinning would be really worried.