160 Red Gourd Magic Tool

The short and thin young man in black rushed to the front quickly. He had seen several disciples in blue on the opposite side of the mine road, and immediately smiled grimly. A round black iron tube was pulled out of his hand. Whoosh, whoosh...! Nine thick black nails shot out continuously from inside.

"Everyone from Qingdan Sect, go to die!"

He had great confidence in the dark iron tube in his hand. The nail was called Jiulu Soul-killing Nail. It was made of cold metal iron and more than ten kinds of filthy blood. It could be refined for hundreds of days. It could break the body protection cover. When hitting it, it would wipe a little skin, and the foul energy directly attacked the soul, greatly damage the soul's energy. As long as the cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage was hit by the black nail, it would be a dead end. It could be said to be an extremely vicious high-level evil weapon.

Such evil weapons will not be refined by all disciples of the immortal cultivation sect who claim to be famous and upright sects. However, Daluomon is known as the "technique of refining weapons in the world". There must be many secrets for making evil weapons. It is difficult to guarantee that some disciples who have wrong ideas will not try to refine some extremely vicious evil weapons.

As the son of the deputy leader of the Daluomen, Wei Ming had an evil weapon in his hand. It was not surprising that he did not intend to let these Qingdan disciples escape today, so that they could not even escape their souls.

When Ye Qin saw a dense black light shot up, he was shocked. He had no time to cast the flying sword, and hurriedly held a pair of low-level spiritual weapon - the Jing Iron Shield, blocking directly in front of him. From the power of the black light, he could see that those were just spiritual weapons, and there was little possibility of breaking the Jing Iron Shield. To be on the safe side, he not only opened the protective cover with all his strength, but also placed a mid-level flame knife in front of his chest, preparing to resist the black lights.

"Clang, Clang..."

The black nail shot on the semen iron shield, and immediately there was a dense jingle and collision sound.

There were only five or six loud noises. There were already pits half an inch deep on the Jing Iron Shield, and huge cracks appeared on the shield. Black nails all over the ground fell. If you look at these nails carefully, you can see the black dirt condensed from the black blood on it, filled with rich bloody and filthy aura. Even after being hit by the Jing Iron Shield, some black gas was stained with on it.

Ye Qin's face changed. He didn't know what the black nail was, but he could clearly feel the fierce and filthy aura on these black nails. He hurriedly threw the half-waste lower-level spiritual weapon, the iron shield, onto the ground.

The flame knife in his hand quickly slashed out, and the three black nails that were shot down to the ground.

This black nail comes quickly and disappears quickly.

There were three gaps on the flame knife, and the black gas was inevitably contaminated with.

Ye Qin cursed inwardly, quickly discarded the flame sword, threw the Xuanyin sword into the air, concentrated his spiritual consciousness, and poured his magic power into the small sword with all his strength.

The small sword soared nearly a foot long, bursting with dazzling blue light. To kill the disciples of the Great Romon as quickly as possible, there is no other way to do it except using the flying sword magic weapon. Only with the strongest attack can the battle turn around.

The short and thin young man in black saw that the Nine-Slaughter Soul-Striking Nail he had just shot was completely blocked by Ye Qin's spiritual shield and spiritual knife. It failed to work. He was extremely upset and quickly slapped the storage bag on his waist and took out a high-level spiritual weapon again.

But at this moment, Wei Ming suddenly felt a powerful sword energy coming from the opposite side. He suddenly looked up and looked at the opposite side. He saw a sword light flying in the air. His face changed and he exclaimed in abrupt voice.

"Flying Sword!"

How could ordinary Qing-clothed disciples from Qingdan Sect have magic weapons?

The short and thin young man in black thought that he could use only high-level spiritual weapons to remove all the green disciples of the Qingdan Sect, but he never expected that an ordinary green disciple would actually have a flying sword in his hand.

The sword light was extremely fast. After flying into the air, it immediately rushed towards the disciples of Daluman. The mine channel was only more than one meter wide, and it was almost impossible to completely avoid such a flying sword rushing towards him in such a narrow mine channel.

Only by using the same magic weapon can the flying sword be blocked.

However, the short and thin young man in black made a mistake in his judgment. He was holding only a high-level spiritual weapon, the Black Light Sword. It was too late to change it out. He showed a fierce light in his eyes, slapped a Great Romon disciple next to him, and pushed it forward.

"Senior Brother Wei, you~!"

The Great Romon disciple saw a blue flying sword rising from the opposite side, and was already shocked to turn around and run for his life, but he never expected that Wei Ming would suddenly use him as a sword blocker and scream.

"puff!"

The blue sword light would not be polite to them at all. It flashed in the mine channel, and a sword penetrated the protective light shield of the Great Romon disciple, and made a huge blood hole in his chest. The remaining momentum of the blue sword light decreased slightly, and continued to attack the short and thin young man in black.

Wei Ming had no way to turn around and escape, so he could only bite the bullet and slash the black light sword in his hand towards the blue sword light.

"Click!"

The sword tip and the sword light fought each other.

The high-level spiritual weapon in Wei Ming's hand broke inch by inch. He pulled back in horror and watched the flying sword pierce his chest. His protective cover was quickly torn apart like paper.

Wei Ming was so scared that he was so scared that he forced his body to turn his body and avoided the flying sword and pierced his heart. "Puchi!" After the flying sword shattered the black light sword, it tore up Wei Ming's protective cover and cut off one of Wei Ming's arm with one sword. His magic power was finally exhausted, and he finally stopped the castration. He was taken back by Ye Qin with a move.

Wei Ming escaped from death, but he dared not stay any longer. His face was pale, he covered his broken arm and hurriedly turned around and ran away. The two Great Roman disciples who followed him had already begun to escape.

Shen Bao, Zhang Yunzi, and Old Man Kong saw that one of the four disciples who rushed over from Da Luomen had already died, and the remaining three were also fleeing in shock. They were overjoyed and would not waste time. They held their spiritual weapons and snatched over, giving Ye Qin time to launch the flying sword again.

The three people from Qingdan Sect chased the three people from Daluomon, entangled them, and dragged them tightly.

"puff!"

In a few breaths, another shocking blue sword light flew up, and a disciple of Dalumon could not hide and fell in a pool of blood.

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After a bloody battle of incense, the Daluman disciples left six corpses in the mine. Wei Ming, including Wei Ming, could not escape and died under the flying sword.

Speaking of which, Wei Ming deserves the bad luck. He had the chance to escape, but an ordinary disciple of the Great Romon was secretly angry that he used his fellow disciple as a sword blocker. He knocked him in a slight manner and suddenly kicked him. As a result, Wei Ming fell to the end and was entangled by Shen Bao who rushed over. He couldn't escape and eventually died under Ye Qin's flying sword.

Only the three Great Romon disciples who were at the end of the mine escaped by chance. They were fighting with the pangolin monster in blood, but they saw another team of Great Romon disciples returning home. They were chased by the Qingdan Sect disciples, and they were killed and injured. They suddenly felt something was wrong. In horror, they left their bodies of the same sect and ran away.

The five adult pangolin beasts had already died three times and were seriously injured under the siege of the disciples of the Great Romon. Only the most powerful pangolin beast king was still intact, but they were beaten to shed a few pieces of scales. It whimpered and hid into the ground and escaped.

Ye Qin took away the flying sword, coldly glanced at the corpse of the Great Romon disciple lying everywhere in the mine tunnel, and then came to the side of the short and thin young man in black, and took away all the storage bags and spiritual weapons on Wei Ming.

Then, he came to the side of the mine tunnel wall and sat cross-legged to restore his magic power.

Chen Bao, Zhang Yunzi, and Old Man Kong tacitly waited for Ye Qin to take away the storage bags on Wei Ming, and they each searched for the storage bags and all valuable items on the bodies of one or two Dalumen disciples.

Ye Qin is the absolute main force in this battle. It is beyond doubt that he will choose the spoils first.

As for what is in the storage bag, everyone depends on luck. If you are lucky, you may get a few medium and low-level spiritual weapons. If you are unlucky, you may only have a few spirit stones or something.

What is certain is that the storage bag on Wei Ming must have the best things in it.

Ye Qin opened the storage bag and a small gourd with a red light jumped out, floating in the air. He was shocked and grabbed the red gourd. The little gourd was full of spirituality and kept jumping in his hand, as if he wanted to rush out of his palm.

"Magic weapon!"

Chen Bao, Zhang, Kong and others were picking up the storage bag on the body of Dalumen. When they saw the red light flying, they couldn't help but look at it in a daze. Apart from magic weapons, there was no spiritual weapon that could fly by itself. With this little gourd, Ye Qin already had two magic weapons in his hand.

Ye Qin was stunned for a moment, and quickly instilled his magic power into this little red gourd, barely able to control it and prevent it from flying away. However, this little gourd has the magic power breath left by Wei Ming. Before removing Wei Ming's magic power breath, it would be difficult for him to completely control the little gourd with his spiritual sense. He dared not let it stay away from him. If it was far away, maybe it would fly away without knowing where to go.

If the Xuanyin Sword is concerned, there is no need to worry. Now the magic power and breath left by Zhao Qiankun has been almost eliminated and it is almost impossible to detect. As long as his spiritual sense moves, the Xuanyin Sword will fly back by itself.

Ye Qin took the small gourd and thought for a while. He couldn't tell what material the small gourd was made of. It was very hard and could change its size like the Xuanyin Sword. According to his understanding of spiritual gourds, this should be an auxiliary low-level magic weapon and cannot be used directly for attack. Something should be contained in it, such as fog, demon insects, etc.

Ye Qin is not sure what it is.

Ye Qin didn't dare to try it casually, slapping the gourd. If there were a group of demon insects inside, he would run out with a slap. He didn't know the magic tricks to control the demon insects and could not control their actions at all. That would be awful.

I can only keep it first and slowly eliminate the magical aura left by Wei Ming, a disciple of the Great Romon on the red gourd. Even if I don’t rely on the demon insects and fog in the gourd, just such a red gourd magic weapon is already a very powerful magic weapon, and a weapon of spiritual weapon level cannot hurt it at all.

Chen Bao, Zhang, Kong and others could only watch with admiration. Both magic weapons were in Ye Qin's hands, but they dared not fight. If they were alone, they would seek death to fight with Ye Qin. But it was too difficult to join forces to snatch the magic weapons. In the end, they could only fall into the hands of one person. Who would give them to others? People's hearts are separated from their belly, and who knows what others think.
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