"Damn it...the thing used by this Wanshou Turtle is also a top-grade magic weapon!"
The three young men surnamed Li kept manipulating magic weapons to besiege the peak-level Wanshou Turtle, but found that the opponent was quite difficult to deal with.
Not only is the round bead a top-grade magic weapon, but there are also many talismans and seals to help.
"Hang on!"
Zeng Yu sadly swallowed the last elixir to restore his mana, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes: "The more difficult this turtle is to deal with, the greater its owner's investment, and the more we will gain in the future...
Ling Mei, who was beside him, could no longer speak. She controlled the red silk magical weapon and struggled against the handful of 'Yin Fire Beads' spewed out by the Wanshou Turtle.
And the two of them were just feinting.
The real main force has always been the monk surnamed Li in black who has perfected Qi refining!
This person's face was as heavy as water, and he was controlling a high-grade magic weapon, constantly entangled with the bead-shaped magic weapon.
Finally, a look of pain flashed across his face, and he took out a second-level talisman from the storage bag: "Evil beast... I originally wanted to capture you without any harm, but you asked for it, the 'Heavenly Punishment Talisman'...
…go!"
"It turns out to be a second-level talisman!"
Zeng Yu exclaimed: "Brother Li is worthy of being a true disciple of Qingding Sect!"
The female nun next to her was also full of wonder and admiration.
In their opinion, this rare second-level talisman seal can definitely seal the victory!
As everyone knows, the young man surnamed Li is also bleeding in his heart at this time. This second-level talisman is his last trump card to save his life, and it is hard to find it!
'Fortunately, the Wanshou turtle has rough skin and thick flesh, and is best at defense. This attack should not kill it, but it can still be sold for money!'
His whole body was filled with mana, and he activated this 'Heavenly Punishment Talisman'. Dark blades of light appeared around his body, emitting terrifying mana fluctuations.
"go!"
With a hint of pride, the young man surnamed Li pointed at the Wanshou Turtle, and the dark magic blades fell down one after another, like punishment from heaven!
However…
Just at this moment...
The Wanshou turtle on the ground suddenly revealed a very anthropomorphic and cunning look in its big eyes...
"Ho ho ho!"
It roared again, and the mana fluctuations on its body expanded suddenly. It actually broke through the first-level threshold and turned into a second-level monster!
Amid the roar of the Wanshou Turtle, an earthy yellow light curtain emerged, like a giant mountain, colliding with the dark magic blade!
Boom!
The ground trembled, and although the black blades tore the khaki light curtain into pieces, they were unable to sustain themselves.
After breaking through this layer of defense, most of it was weakened, and the Wanshou Turtle's shell easily withstood it.
"This is... the second level? The great foundation-building demon?!"
The young man surnamed Li suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood: "You surnamed Zeng, are you cheating on me?"
"I...I really don't know!"
Zeng Yu also wanted to cry but had no tears. He never imagined that such a second-level monster would be willing to stay in the mortal world without spiritual energy!
He was even so good at disguise that he acted for them!
Isn't this a scam?
"I heard from my elders that when monsters awaken, they sometimes learn some innate magic skills... This great foundation-building demon can disguise itself so well, so it must have awakened innate magical powers such as the 'Turtle Breath Technique'!
Ling Mei murmured to herself...
The Turtle Breath Technique can perfectly hide one's own cultivation level. It is said that the monk's 'Breathing Concentration Technique' is derived from the Turtle Breath Technique.
Of course, it is useless to say this at this time!
Because Xiaoqing was tired of playing, it roared again, a yellow light shined in the sky, and suddenly there were more earth thorns,
It stabbed three people like flying needles!
Puff!
The second-level demon defeated the Qi-refining monk and was absolutely devastating.
Almost instantly, Zeng Yu and Ling Mei's protective golden light shields were torn apart by earth thorns, their bodies were pierced, and their bodies fell into the lake. The young man surnamed Li held on for a little longer, but was also hit seven times by a stone pillar.
Xun Basu barely managed to control himself and fell onto the elixir island, with a look of despair on his face.
After all, he is just a Qi Refining Perfectionist, how could he escape from the hands of the Foundation Establishment Demon?
"I didn't expect that I, Li Falcon, would die here... This monster, this monster... Why did that monk make such a joke with us back then? Haha... God wants to destroy me, and God wants to destroy me, Li Falcon.
He almost wanted to curse, what kind of master raises what kind of spiritual beast? This monster has such a bad character. It must be that the owner of the cave here is not a good person. Maybe this is a trap specially set by the pirates!
Xiaoqing opened his head like a dragon and wanted to bite this annoying monk to death.
Suddenly, it seemed to sense something, and its big eyes looked at the sky suspiciously.
I saw a jet-black stream of light flying at a terrifying speed, landing on the beach, and revealing the appearance of a young man.
"Ancestor of...Jie Dan?"
Li Xixion was dumbfounded. Is there a second Pill-forming Ancestor among the Lin Kingdom?
But he reacted very quickly and knelt down directly: "Li Xixun, the true successor of Qingding Sect... I have seen the ancestor and asked the ancestor to kill this monster that is causing harm to the world and eliminate harm for the people!
"Qingding Sect? True disciple?"
Aaron looked at the Qi Refining monk with a strange expression.
When Li Xixun saw the Wanshou turtle, not only was he not afraid, but he came up to him affectionately and rubbed his huge head against the other's trousers, he couldn't help but be startled.
An unbelievable thought emerged in his consciousness: "Could it be that this Pill Formation Ancestor is the master of this monster beast?"
"Oh my god...I actually attacked a cave that formed a pill?"
If Zeng Yu was still alive at this time, Li Xiji would definitely be the first to kill him, otherwise he would be so deceptive!!
"good!"
Aaron touched Xiaoqing's head and sighed with emotion: "Finally, I met an old friend..."
Relying on the map, he traveled alone across the boundless desert and several surrounding countries. After spending more than a year, he finally returned to the hometown of this body, the place where his dream set sail. Unexpectedly, he saw such a wonderful show as soon as he arrived.
.
Judging from Xiaoqing's skillful acting skills, it's probably not the first time he has played other monks like this...
'And, the innate magic you learned is actually the Turtle Breathing Technique? Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is top notch...'
'This is definitely not what I taught someone...'
While he was sighing with emotion, he saw Li Xixuan kowtow repeatedly: "Senior, have mercy on me, senior, have mercy on me..."
In the far west, the ancestor of Jiedan is the ceiling of the world of immortality!
Li Xihua had no mercy at all and could only beg for mercy: "I hope that the ancestor will spare this junior for the sake of our master Qingyun."
"Qingyun? Did the new Qingding Sect form an elixir? How about the Qingdan? Is he dead?"
Aaron asked.
The average lifespan of a pill-forming monk is around five hundred years old, not counting his death from fighting. Even if he takes some life-extending elixirs, it will be difficult for him to live past six hundred years.
Based on this calculation, Qingdan is probably dead long ago.
"Qingdan?" Li Xiji was a little confused, as if he didn't know who this was.
After all, it happened hundreds of years ago, so it’s normal to not think about it or really not know...
"Forget it, I'll see for myself!"
Aaron transformed into a powerful hand, grabbed Li Xiji, and started searching for souls’
