"Whoosh!" The silver spear was like a drill, and the cold light of the spear exploded in front, stabbing the surrounding Xuanyin Sect disciples so hard that they could not open their eyes.
The monk Huiyang who bore the brunt of the attack retreated in embarrassment. Looking at the sword and magic weapon in his hand, even the light was much dimmed.
Penglai sword pavilion, the sharp spear of the sun!
The actual combat power of martial cultivators has always been stronger than that of Tao cultivators, and it is more obvious at lower levels. As the level increases, the gap becomes smaller. However, in a head-to-head encounter, the explosive power of martial cultivators will obviously have the upper hand in a fight at the same level, and the power of magic weapons will be the upper hand.
I can't withstand the power of this gun.
Li Qingjun's shot worked, and he felt more confident.
The spear tongue was hesitant, the biting wind swept past, and was entangled in the gale wind tactics coming from the opposite side.
The Huiyang-level wind curse roared for thousands of miles, and everything it passed was filled with the powerful power of the powder, but it could not break the power of this mere silver spear.
A beam of silver light shines directly into the middle of the strong wind, causing the wind to roll back and the mountains and rivers to change color.
"Bang!" Another Huiyang cultivator fell back in shock, and all the disciples around him fell into a rolling gourd.
All the Xuanyin Sect disciples were horrified when they saw Li Qingjun standing with his gun pointed out.
This is really not arrogance, he has such strength!
Li Qingjun drooped the tip of his spear and said slowly: "Xuanyin Sect, it's nothing more than that."
Without the real person Xuan Hao who suddenly crossed Qianyuan, the other Xuanyin Sect members would have been nothing more than this, otherwise they would not have been turned upside down by Qin Yi and Meng Qingying who were still Teng Yun and ran away...
But what is said is that it is unbearable!
You really want to single out our Xuanyin Sect alone!
The leader of the cultivators, Hui Yang, shouted: "Tie the yin and yang to disrupt the formation!"
All the monks below Teng Yun retreated, and two Huiyang monks led several Teng Yun to form a formation that once made Qin Yi miserable.
Several magic weapons lighted up, and even the monk Qin Xin who was retreating in the distance offered his treasures and tried to attack from a distance.
Li Qingjun quietly watched the thousands of rays of light coming towards him, his eyes neither sad nor happy.
I'm so used to this kind of scene.
It's like a galloping horse on the battlefield, facing countless swords and guns.
But that's it!
A sharp light flashed in Li Qingjun's eyes.
The Eye of Delirium can accurately see where the opponent's chaotic formation is, and the most defective part of himself has been made up for. The Taoist cultivator knows the magic, and the martial arts cultivator can destroy it!
The huge shadow of the spear light pierced the sky, smashed through countless brilliance, and disappeared into the center of the formation like a meteor flying to the moon.
Penglai sword skills, Luoyue Divine Sword!
The biggest difference between Li Qingjun and Qin Yi, who wields a stick, is that they can fly swords.
"boom!"
The Yin-Yang Chaos Formation was shattered with one blow. Some of the weaker Teng Yun monks spurted blood and fell out. Even the Yu Fuzi who was among them had blood stains. He looked at the gun-wielding proud man in the distance in horror.
Standing Li Qingjun.
He didn't hold back just now. It was the loyal Xuanyin disciples who were attacking with all their strength. But in the big formation, they were still beaten to pieces.
However, the two Huiyang elders were not injured. Thanks to the blessing of the formation, they actually had a slight upper hand. While Li Qingjun's new strength was not yet developed, two Tai Chi beams appeared around her.
Taoist cultivators have their own mysterious magic, and they don't rely on head-on confrontation.
Li Qingjun's body stagnates, and then her spiritual consciousness becomes slightly chaotic, as if there is an irresistible persuasion that is wearing away her will and weakening her spirit.
The Xuanyin Sect’s furnace and cauldron confusion method.
The leader, Elder Huiyang, smiled and said: "Cultivate your life but not your nature, just give me the furnace cauldron you sent me... Huh?"
Li Qingjun opened his eyes suddenly, as if two sword shadows suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Then he remembered the sound of silk breaking, and two sword shadows flashed past. The elder Huiyang who made the sound pressed his head and groaned in pain: "What, what is this!"
Gifted by the ghost cultivator, the soul-destroying sword!
Li Qingjun raised his silver spear and broke into the formation, causing blood to splash. Elder Huiyang staggered back, with blood oozing out from his ribs and even from his seven orifices.
With one against a hundred, they broke through the strange formation. Hui Yang, the strongest enemy, was injured and returned.
Li Qingjun slammed his gun on the ground and shouted coldly: "Whoever crosses the line will die!"
There was silence.
Qin Yi next to him looked at Li Qingjun's back and almost got hard.
In fact, it's not that he can't take action completely when controlling the formation. He can still do it by using a few spells to assist him. It's just that Qingjun is addicted to fighting and doesn't want to take action. It's good to let her practice.
Such a valiant and heroic posture is a pleasure just to look at.
A single rider can defeat all enemies. She was born to ride on such a battlefield...
Of course, this situation is actually caused by the lack of tacit cooperation between the other parties. For example, the two Huiyang elders never attack at the same time, but always one after another, as if they are competing to see whose method is more effective.
With such a lack of tacit cooperation, even if there are more people, it doesn't necessarily mean that they are really strong. After all, the so-called formation is not to form a formation in advance for Li Qingjun to enter the formation, but this kind of external formation. If Li Qingjun doesn't come out of this line, it's really going to be difficult.
are not afraid of them.
"Penglai female swordsman...you go too far to bully our sect!" Even Elder Huiyang, who was suspected to be Master Yu Fuzi's uncle, was angry and offered the magic weapon at the bottom of the box: "You really think that our Xuanyin Sect has no one!"
Behind them, countless Xuanyin Sect disciples shot various auxiliary rays of light at the two Huiyang elders, and their aura surged.
Qin Yi secretly stacked the power technique, light body technique, spiritual strength technique, and sharp energy technique on Li Qingjun one after another.
Isn't it just an assistant? Who doesn't have it?
Li Qingjun shook his head and smiled slightly: "Then try again."
The war resumes.
Basically, Teng Yun's disciples couldn't participate in this kind of battle, so they could only sneak attacks outside to take the edge off... Seeing the two Huiyang elders surrounding Li Qingjun and fighting like a lantern, Yu Fuzi rolled his eyes quietly and slowly backed away.
Qin Yi watched for a while and saw that they could indeed maintain a stalemate, and his mind began to look into the distance.
It sounds eloquent here, but in fact this kind of confrontation is very fast, and the time it takes them to leave the mountain is very short... The time calculation in the world of cultivating immortals is a bit annoying. For example, this is probably less than two minutes, and there is no better way to describe it.
Half a cup of tea? It's too vague. It might as well be a cup of tea.
But in less than two minutes, Xuan Hao, who was guarding outside the Qianshan Alliance, should have sensed that the sect has changed. Although the distance is one or two thousand miles, even in some small provinces on the earth, Xuan Hao is Qianyuan.
!
Sure enough, just as he was thinking this, Xuan Hao's roar came from thousands of miles away: "Where are you, you rat! Die!"
Following the words, the soul has arrived.
Qin Yi found that these Qianyuan players all liked to use the Soul Drop mode immediately. Even though they knew it was extremely dangerous, they still had to pretend to do it. At first, the Palace Master and Monk Chengyuan were both injured in the confrontation in just a moment. Later, they both lost.
When Feng Buli chased him on the sea, he also made a surprise attack first, but as soon as he saw the Zhan Light Sword, he turned around and ran away. In the end, his true form caught up with him out of breath. Why bother...
Xuan Hao was the same at this time. When his soul came down, he saw an overwhelming big mouth waiting for him in the sky.
Just open your mouth, eyes and nose and nothing.
"Ouch..."
"!!!" Xuan Hao's soul recovered instantly, as if he had seen a ghost.
Liusu didn't bite it for a moment, so he took it back angrily: "He can run fast."
Qin Yi wiped his sweat: "Can't you make a sneak attack? You have to wait there."
"It's too late. Qian Yuan's spiritual thoughts can move thousands of miles and be recovered in an instant. There is no point in any sneak attack. Zhang was waiting there. I originally wanted to see if he would think he was powerful and rush in to throw himself into a trap."
"He's not a fool!"
"Huh huh." Liusu said, "He is here now. Let's run immediately and play hide-and-seek with him."
"Okay." Qin Yi turned around and was about to call Li Qingjun to retreat when the sky suddenly changed.
Over there, Xuan Hao was retreating quickly from outside the Qianshan Alliance. He fell into a huge chessboard as soon as he reached the halfway point.
There are nineteen paths vertically and horizontally, and each path is a mystery.
There is no sky or earth, it is either black or white.
The rotation of yin and yang is like being trapped in a puzzle.
The most frightening thing is that the spirit that has just been recovered cannot find its shell. Although the consciousness has returned, the three souls and seven souls seem to be separated by the chess game and cannot find a way home.
"The spirit and soul are separated, and Qianyuan is nothing more than this. I have been waiting for you to get into this situation for seven days..." An old voice came from Qianshan, which sounded quite heartbreaking: "You know what I am doing