In the four battle groups, the third aunt Ouyang Lingsu and the eighteenth uncle Ouyang Lingjue both beat the opponent.

As for the other two battle groups, there is no distinction between them.

The third aunt's opponent waved her hand and a black bell flew out of her sleeve. On the bell, she remembered the layers of strange spiritual patterns. The spiritual patterns were twisted. When she looked closely, it turned out to be a ghost-like rune, flashing black spiritual light, and the spiritual pressure was vast. It was a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Not only you have spiritual weapons. After seeing his opponent's appearance, his face calmed down and said in his heart.

The weapons used by monks are generally divided into magical instruments, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, ancient treasures, etc.

Among them, the Qi training stage can drive magic weapons, and the spiritual weapons can barely exert their power, but they are not as free as the Foundation Establishment stage. As for the magic weapon, it is used in the Golden Elixir stage or the natal magic weapon that is nurtured. The ancient treasure is a magic weapon that ancient monks used some rare treasures of heaven and earth in ancient times.

The power of such magic weapons is not comparable to that of cultivators who have refined it today.

Immediately afterwards, the third aunt Ouyang Lingsu flipped her left hand and a flash of light from her palm.

A low-grade spiritual weapon in the shape of a white lotus is suspended in the palm of my third aunt Ouyang Lingsu.

The white lotus-shaped spiritual weapon was composed of willow leaves, shining with white and magnificent light, white and vast, constantly rotating over the palm of my third aunt's palm.

The third aunt Ouyang Lingsu chanted something, pinching one hand and raising one hand, and the lotus-shaped spiritual weapon slowly flew towards the opponent.

With a 'buzz' sound.

The lotus-shaped spiritual weapon rose in the wind, sweeping out from it, and slashed the black-robed monk in a siege.

Humph, the monk in black robe snorted coldly, holding a black bell, and the spiritual energy in his hand was injected with a sudden sway.

There was no sound of "Lingling" in the black bell.

Instead, circles of black ripples floated out, spreading out one after another, layered on one layer.

The black ripples collided with countless sword energy. The sword energy suddenly stopped. After five feet away from the black-robed monk, it suddenly paused. Then, it slowly dissipated and disintegrated.

No. Xuan Qing, who was watching the battle in the cave, saw the black ripples, his spiritual sense was stunned.

This black bell is targeted at the attack of the spiritual consciousness.

The third aunt was the first to be affected, and I am afraid that something is wrong.

Just after the black-robed monk sacrificed the black bell, Ouyang Lingsu was on high alert and injected spiritual energy into the silk handkerchief.

The white and mysterious light of the silk pata flashed wildly, and the shield was a little thicker to protect himself.

After the black ripples attacked, Ouyang Lingsu felt his spiritual sense flash, and his spiritual energy instantly condensed, and the white shield emitted by the silk handkerchief suddenly became dim and thin.

Hehe, it's this time. The black-robed monk snorted coldly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the magic trick in his hand urged him, and the red flying sword turned into a giant sword dozens of feet and slashed towards Ouyang Lingsu.

"This is the sound."

The white and misty shield transformed from the silk scutcheon was split directly from it. The silk scutcheon turned into its original form and fell from Ouyang Lingsu's head in a dull light, revealing Ouyang Lingsu inside.

However, at this moment, a golden jade pendant hanging around Ouyang Lingsu's waist suddenly shone out, and a golden light flew out and directly penetrated Ouyang Lingsu's eyebrows.

Ouyang Lingsu shuddered, as if he had come to his senses. Ouyang Lingsu saw that his protective shield was broken and a giant sword slashed at him.

Ouyang Lingsu's face turned pale and her reaction was rapid. As she retreated, the spiritual energy in her hand was injected into the golden jade pendant for no money.

Two 'buzz' and 'boom' sounds.

A golden shield just emanated from the golden jade pendant, and the flying sword came and slashed down immediately.

The golden shield was about to shake and shaking, almost blocking the attack.

You actually avoided it. The monk in black robe looked at the golden jade pendant with some surprise.

I saw a golden dragon vaguely wandering inside the golden jade pendant. The spiritual energy emitted by the golden jade pendant was just one of the best magic weapons, which could actually awaken Ouyang Lingsulai.

Immediately afterwards, the black monk kept shaking the black bell in his hand, and circles of black ripples continued to attack Ouyang Lingsu.

However, the black ripples condensed in the void and turned into black grimaces the size of adult fists.

Seeing this, Ouyang Lingsu's face condensed and he kept his mind tightly. Then, with the magic trick in his hand, the lotus-shaped lower-grade spiritual energy transformed into more willow-like sword energy and shot towards the black-robed monk.

It was dense and dense, covering the sky and the earth, and I saw that the entire void was covered with white space.

The black grimace could not break out, and the white sword energy could not break through the protection of the black-robed monk. The two were in a stalemate.

After the third aunt Ouyang Lingsu's heart was turned sharply, a thin light of inspiration flashed away as the fingers in her wide sleeves moved slightly, and disappeared into the ground.

Afterwards, the third aunt Ouyang Lingsu suddenly bit the tip of her tongue, spewing out a stream of essence and blood into the lotus-shaped lower-grade spiritual weapon.

As the third aunt Ouyang Lingsu produced a series of spiritual waters and poured out, sank into the lotus-shaped lower-grade spiritual weapon.

Suddenly, the white blinking spiritual light of the lotus-shaped lower-grade spiritual weapon turned into a huge sword of more than ten feet in size. After turning around in the void, it slashed towards the black-robed monk.

The momentum is amazing, far from being compared with the sword of the black-robed monk before.

The monk in black robe turned pale after seeing this amazing sword.

The aura in his hand was injected into the black bell crazily.

The black bell soared and flew up, and the black grimace above the bell was about to move, circling on the surface of the bell, as if it was about to fly.

There was a loud bang.

The flying sword prevailed, and the black bell whined and flew backwards.

At this moment, the third aunt Ouyang Lingsu murmured.

With a moving spiritual sense, a thin red light shot out from the ground and shot straight to the black-robed monk's eyebrows.

Extremely fast.

The black-robed monk also reacted very quickly, retreated and slapped a few defensive talismans on him, but these defensive talismans were shattered by the red light of light.

The red inspiration directly penetrated the eyebrows of the monk in the black robe.

The black-robed monk's round stool with his eyes was already dead and could not die again.

When the third aunt Ouyang Lingsu made a move with one hand in the void, the red aura was a needle-shaped top-grade magic weapon.

After collecting the storage bag of the black-robed monk and the spiritual and magical instruments of the black-robed monk's envoy, the third aunt went to the eighteenth brother's battle group.
Chapter completed!