After entering the realm of a sorcerer, the biggest change is the achievements of the Yin God, followed by the control of the essence of heaven and earth.

High-intensity mental power and subtle control allow monks in the sorcerer realm to perform many magical magic, without the need for magical instruments, talismans, or spells as mediums, and can directly make a magical trick. At the same time, the strength of the spirit also allows the sorcerer to start trying to induce spiritual changes inside the objects, create various magical instruments, and write talismans with longer-term effects. Whether used for themselves or sold, they are comparable to a continuous gold mine!

In ancient times, monks who reached this level, even among famous sects, had achieved success in their studies. They could teach disciples and teach Dharma, or go out to take charge. Among casual cultivators, they could even try to establish sects and establish their own Taoist veins.

For many casual cultivators in ancient times, this was their greatest pursuit.

Even in modern times where the practice method is more standardized and reasonable, any monk in the sorcerer realm is enough to serve as the highest combat power to guard a second- and third-rate city.

Yuan Qing slightly suppressed the joy in his heart, sat upright, swallowed a few pills that had been prepared long ago, slowly circulated his magic power, absorbed nutrients, and regulated his energy.

Three days later, Yuan Qingwei sacrificed the incense to Qingwei in front of Cang Haoqian as promised, and then informed him of the key points one by one, and quickly retreated and narrowly avoided the opponent's fatal blow.

"Senior, I am really a master of demonism." As he said that, Yuan Qing swung his long sleeves, a faint golden luster appeared on his clothes, and rolled towards Cang Haoqian with his energy.

Cang Haoqian retreated quickly. As he had known Yuan Qingwei's achievements, he even went to investigate. He knew very well that Yuan Qingwei's sleeves looked very simple, but in fact the layer of golden light on it was extremely sharp. Most of the magical weapons and weapons in the martial arts world could not withstand a few strokes, let alone his body.

However, Cang Haoqian actually dared to take action, so he was naturally prepared. He made a mistake and his body transformed into several phantoms. The surrounding energy was turbulent, and the gust of ghost fire appeared out of thin air, surrounding him, making him look like a demon or an immortal.

The next moment, water vapor rose in the same wide long sleeves, turning into a piece of bone-filled ice and slashed towards Yuan Qing.

With a long sleeve, golden light sprinkled everywhere, and the ice shattered, but it turned into smoke in the air.

"Jiu? Qimen Water and Fire Sword Technique?" Yuan Qingwei smelled the fragrance of wine and immediately thought of a Qimen martial art in this place.

Just as we were about to retreat, the surrounding fog was burning. In the raging fire, there were still ice crystals flying, ice and fire intertwined, unpredictable, making people overwhelmed. The most troublesome thing was that there was a rolling knife air mixed between the flames and the ice crystals, which was erratic and erect, stirring the air to twist and change.

Yuan Qing danced with a long sleeve, breaking the sword light aimed at his Tianling, sweeping away the oncoming ice crystals. Although the fire around him did not need to be paid much attention to it, the interference of vision was too serious, and Cang Haoqian's breath was floating around, which made Yuan Qing's mild block unstoppable for a while, and it was unstoppable to be hit repeatedly.

‘What a clever move! What a clever internal force technique! I am worthy of being the number one person in the world. I have no power to fight back in martial arts. However, I am not a warrior!’ Yuan Qingwei’s eyes were dim, and a gold sword flew out from his sleeves. With a light shaking, a thin silk thread was pulled out by Yuan Qingwei. The next moment, the copper coins turned into golden light and splashed in all directions.

Cang Haogan, who was hiding in the dark, changed his face slightly, and his figure took a step back half a step, swung his long sleeves, and countless ice crystals splashed out. At the same time, the exposed skin showed a faint dark gold color, which was the highest level of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art in Dalin Temple.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" The copper coins and ice crystals collided in the air, and were intercepted unexpectedly. The rest hit Cang Hao's body, which mostly cut through the skin and did not hurt the flesh.

"Not good!" Cang Haogan's face changed drastically. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Yuan Qingwei. He saw his hands pinching, reciting the mantra, and stretching out his hand to him.

Body-binding technique! Yuan Qingwei silently recited the name of the corresponding Dharma in his mouth, then took a step forward and shook his sleeves.

Blood splattered, but unfortunately Cang Haogan was not cut into two sections. As the number one martial arts person today, Cang Haogan's blood is so strong that it is far more powerful than anyone Yuan Qingwei has ever seen in the past.

Moreover, I don’t know what the Cang Hao’s cultivation skills are, and his mental power is extremely strong.

Even if Yuan Qingwei cooperated with the True Word Law and increased his power by 30%, he could only bind him for a moment because of insufficient vitality. At a critical moment, Cang Hao broke free and narrowly avoided the crisis of halving.

After Cang Haogan, who had cut a hole in his chest, avoided the killing move, he paused suddenly in the air, and did not know where to use force, galloped forward, approaching Yuan Qingwei. His left hand stretched out, and his energy splashed, and his long sleeves were broken into pieces, like a butterfly flying, and his exposed arm tendons collapsed, and his steel bars were twisted and knotted, and they instantly doubled in size.

He punched out like a big white wax gun, with many phantoms, accompanied by a harsh sound explosion of the air, whizzing towards Yuan Qingwei's chest.

"Shooting skills on the battlefield?!" Yuan Qing frowned slightly. This shot not only condensed its strength, but also contained a terrifying killing aura. The most terrifying thing is that this shooter should be a trick on the battlefield. There is a tragic and fierce and forward-looking artistic conception hidden at the core.

Yuan Qingwei was sure that even if he attacked with a golden wisp, he would kill Cang Hao before he hit him with his dry arm, or cut off his arm, the remaining artistic conception would pierce his heart. Faced with this killer who was defeated by death, Yuan Qingwei was shaken. He had never thought of fighting with the other party, so he chose to dodge to the side as soon as possible.

Although the gun is domineering and invincible, its powerful inertia also makes it difficult to change the direction of the attack in the middle of the journey. Therefore, dodging to the side is the correct strategy to avoid gun moves.

However, at this time, Yuan Qingwei was not facing a real spear, but Cang Hao's arm, Cang Hao's arm was not an ordinary warrior. At the moment when Yuan Qingwei dodged, he turned his fist into a palm, and at the same time, all the joints on his left arm made a "click" sound, and his entire arm seemed to have grown apart. His body shook slightly, and his arm swung, like a long whip hitting Yuan Qingwei.

This moment contained most of the force of the gun move just now, and the power was still extremely rapid. The palm with five fingers at the top was like a sharp blade. With the harsh sound explosion, it carried a terrifying knife intent and pointed directly at the head of Yuan Qingwei's six yangs.

The pupils contracted slightly, and Yuan Qingwei moved his mind, and several layers of defense techniques blessed himself. At the same time, golden light appeared, his hands rushed up, drawing circles in the air, driving a circle of soft power, putting it on the falling arms, and eliminating the force contained therein.

With a "bang", Yuan Qingwei pressed his hands on the other party's wrist joint, causing the knife to tilt it, and he was knocked away by a terrible force. The several layers of magic that were temporarily protected by the body had just manifested, but they were crushed into a stream of light and disappeared, and had almost no effect. After landing, Yuan Qingwei had to stagger for half a circle, venting most of the force before he could barely stand firm.

However, compared to Yuan Qingwei's embarrassment, Cang Hao's body was not much better. After his left hand joint was reset, his palms were weak and his wrist was slightly deformed. It was obviously the wrist joint that was injured by Yuan Qingwei just now, which was temporarily abandoned.

Seeing this, Yuan Qingwei blessed several light body magics without hesitation, and his body retreated rapidly, and at the same time, a series of magics fell.

Sinking! Silt! Body! Staying! Vines...

A series of low-level magic tricks came out casually and fell accurately on Cang Haogan's action route. Although it could not cause any fatal damage to him, it was also very serious interference, making him unable to get close to Yuan Qingwei at all.

Couple with the golden copper coins that were traveling back and forth around, and the invisible silk threads that were shaking Yuan Qingwei's fingers and shaking back and forth in the air, Cang Hao was forced to retreat several times. Finally, after approaching Yuan Qingwei's practice, Cang Hao stopped and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!