The mana surged wildly, and he used the set of treasures to the extreme, stopping Qin Luo.
"court death!"
Qin Luo shouted loudly and immediately released the ice crystal flying sword.
With a whooshing sound, a ray of blue light flew out, instantly smashing Yang Jiao Hu's set of treasures to pieces.
With a pop, the ice crystal flying sword pierced the body of Brother Yangjiaohu.
In the blink of an eye, Brother Yangjiao was frozen into an ice sculpture.
"Oh my God, is this a Taoist weapon?"
Before Yang Jiao Hu died, he left his last words.
After killing the Yangjiao Hu monk, Qin Luo immediately came to Liu Yizhen's side.
The short monk who was using his bloody hand saw Qin Luo, who was only in the foundation building stage, rushing towards him.
When he glanced at his companion and found that he was dead, he immediately shouted angrily:
"Ah, if you dare to kill my brother, I will kill you!"
As he finished speaking, the short monk thought, and saw a blood-red bead flying out from above his head.
The bead was only as big as a fist, with blood dripping from it, and the howling sounds of ghosts could be heard inside. Once released, a large cloud of blood could be seen.
"Go to hell!" the short monk said sadly.
With a thought in his mind, Qin Luo immediately released the golden crystal flying sword. The two flying swords merged into one and headed towards the short monk.
"What, you actually have two natal flying swords, how is this possible?" the short monk shouted in surprise.
I saw the short monk kicking Liu Yizhen away and trying to escape with the blood droplets in his arms.
How could Qin Luo give him a chance?
"Want to leave?" Qin Luo snorted coldly.
The two flying swords immediately flew towards the short monk.
The short monk hurriedly turned around, but at this moment, with a whoosh, a golden-blue light shone on the short monk's neck.
Immediately, the short monk felt a chill on his neck.
"How dare you kill me! You!"
Before he could say anything, the short monk was already dead.
Qin Luo waved his hand and took back the two flying swords. At the same time, he also took away the storage bags of the two monks and their golden elixirs.
After putting away the things, Qin Luo looked at Liu Yizhen. Liu Yizhen was very pessimistic at the moment. Liu Yizhen was extremely weak due to excessive blood loss.
"It seems that we can only use ten-thousand-year litmus."
Qin Luo immediately took out the ten thousand year litmus and put it into Liu Yizhen's mouth.
Then he poured his own magic power into Liu Yizhen's body to refine the medicinal effect of ten thousand years of litmus.
As the medicine took effect, Liu Yizhen's originally pale face began to gradually turn red.
There was a sound of blood flowing all over the body, as if it was about to be reborn.
Immediately, Qin Luo quickly set up several formations to protect Liu Yizhen inside.
Suddenly, the situation changed dramatically, and all the dead branches and leaves on the desert island were stirred up, spinning rapidly around Qin Luo, and a huge cocoon was formed around Qin Luo.
However, at this moment, several sharp auras rushed towards the deserted island from different directions.
"There are actually people healing here, and there is also a beautiful female nun. Haha."
Several figures fell down, and one of them, a fat man, laughed and said that when he saw the female nun who had passed out, he actually licked his lips excitedly.
"Everyone, I didn't expect that we got nothing at the auction, but we found a ready bargain here, haha.
I have a suggestion, how about we get rid of all three monks and then share their property equally?" An old monk said grimly.
"Hmm, that's a nice thought. I'm at the Dan-formation stage, so why would I want to cooperate with you trash?"
The fat male cultivator stared wide-eyed and shouted. However, he did not take action immediately. Obviously there was still room for negotiation.
The old monk was obviously a man of spirit. How could he not understand the meaning behind the words of the obese male monk?
Immediately, his cloudy old eyes rolled around and he made a decision in his heart.
"Fellow Taoist, although the cultivation of the four of us is far inferior to yours, we can help you clean up the corners and corners so as not to cause trouble to you. Of course, in the distribution of benefits, we will naturally give priority to you."
What the old monk said was a hidden secret in the brocade. It was soft but hard at the same time. It made the fat monk in the alchemy stage really scratch his head.
"Forget it, it's settled. After we work together to kill these three people, I'll pick the magic weapon first."
The other four people nodded quickly.
Effortlessly, all the restrictions placed by Qin Luo were broken.
Just when they were about to kill Qin Luo and the others, everyone was shocked and saw the big cocoon on the ground slowly rising into the air.
When it rose to the front of the five cultivators, it exploded with a bang.
The dead branches and leaves, driven by a powerful force of true energy, were like countless sharp swords, piercing the five sneak attackers.
The five sneak attackers were shocked. Unexpectedly, the monk who formed the elixir moved at this moment, and launched the attack first.
The five people hurriedly used their own swords to fend off the enemy, avoiding the attacks of those sharp sword-like dead branches and leaves. Although this attack would not hurt anyone, it still shocked a few people.
Qin Luo is like a golden-armored god, looking down upon the world.