The wood carvings are very exquisite, and even the flowing beard of God Meng Zhang is carved on it.

With the emergence of this wood carving, all the trees within a mile were shaking together, and countless blue light particles rushed out, turning into blue arch bridges, and coming to the wood carving.

The wood carving moved slowly, and its body seemed to be a little bigger. Then the blue light particles disappeared, probably because they were absorbed by the wood carving.

In just a few breaths, Ling Qi felt the pressure above his head increase. Soon, his expression changed, and his hands, who were casting magic, also slowed down.

"How is it? I didn't expect that my magic is not just aimed at your head, but acts on the whole body." Xiao Wu showed a smile that was sure to win, and after laughing a few times, he walked towards Ling Qi.

Although his ranking is only the fifth brother, his strength is only a little lower than that of the eldest brother, and he ranks second among the fifth brothers in Xingshan!

In the past battle, his magic was invincible, and even many monks with strength above him died here.

He thought Ling Qi was now like meat on a chopping board, and was slaughtered by others, so he relaxed his mind. When his wrist turned, a blue short sword appeared. It seemed that he planned to end the battle as soon as possible.

But just before he walked to Ling Qi, Ling Qi sneered.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Xiao Wu thought Ling Qi had some trump card, so he was slightly shocked and stepped aside. After a few breaths, he realized that Ling Qi was bluffing, so he spoke in hatred. At the same time, he stepped on his feet, held the short sword and rushed towards Ling Qi.

However, just when Xiao Wu set off, the eyes of the trembling Miao Xiaomiao, who had already rolled aside, suddenly lit up. After stepping on four claws, green clouds appeared. If you were standing in the distance, the appearance of Miao Xiaomiao stepping on the clouds at this time was unique.

When the clouds exploded, Xiaowu happened to come to Ling Qi. Although he noticed the movement of Miao Xiaomao, his old power had not yet left and his new power had not yet emerged. He wanted to turn around to fight the enemy, but not mention the time it took to shine his back to Ling Qi, which was something he could not do.

Therefore, he laughed and his hand increased its strength again, and he wanted to remove Ling Qi before Miao Xiaomiao launched an attack.

But he shouldn't have underestimated Ling Qi's methods. As a disciple of Ziyuan Dao Palace, everyone has several ways to save their lives. Ling Qi's mouth curled up and slowly spit out a word: "Qi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue spiritual light came out of Ling Qi's body. Under the enchanting light, Xiao Wu's figure was not close to him, and the same was true for the short sword in his hand.

As for the heavy pressure above Ling Qi's head, it seemed to be a little weaker, which gave Ling Qi a further understanding of the power of the Qingling Treasure Ring.

Looking at the green ring gradually rising from the boy's body in front of him, Xiao Wu swallowed his saliva and said in disbelief: "This is... a magic weapon!"

As Xiao Wu, who is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, although he has robbed many past cultivators and taken on many difficult tasks, this is the second time he has seen a magic weapon.

This shows the preciousness of magical instruments. Even in the Ziyuan Dao Palace, there are many disciples who do not have magical instruments on the ninth level of Qi Refining.

A poor background like Xiaowu is like a cultivator who is half a casual cultivator, which is even more difficult to get in touch with.

With the protection of the Qingling Treasure Ring, Ling Qi condensed several spiritual light balls in front of him with his hands together.

"You are too careless." Ling Qi's face was dark. After shaking his head and speaking, he threw the spiritual light balls at Xiao Wu. His body shook, and the green spiritual treasure ring slowly trembled, and the light released from it became brighter than before.

"Boom!" The spiritual power light ball exploded in an instant, and the power generated not only caused Xiao Wu's body to collapse and retreat backwards, but also made the green spiritual light beside Ling Qi tremble continuously.

Xiao Wu in the air had a pale face, and the blood he had endured was swallowed by him. He didn't want others to see his injuries. After all, in the world of cultivation, perfectly hiding his own injuries in some situations is the key to turning defeat into victory.

But he forgot the existence of Miao Xiaomiao in shock of the magic weapon, which caused his death to disappear.

The full-strength attack of Miao Xiaomiao met Xiao Wu, who was completely unprepared and relaxed, as if an axe had encountered dry firewood. With only a few "puffs", Xiao Wu's body paused, and blood suddenly burst out from it, sprinkling the sky.

"Xiao Wu!" Although the boss of Xingshan Wu Cultivation was fighting with Zhong Zi, his mind was also paying attention to the situation around him. When he saw Xiao Wu retreating, his mind trembled and wanted to go to rescue him, but Zhong Zi stopped him.

When Zhong Zi faced the angry attack of two black-robed monks, his spiritual power was quickly consumed and his injuries were aggravated little by little.

After taking away the storage bag that fell on the ground, Ling Qi felt indescribable. A living life disappeared in front of him, and he was the one who started it. Moreover, the cultivator's cultivation level was one level higher than him, and the cruelty of the cultivation world was fully revealed in front of him.

This emotion lasted for a few breaths. He took a deep breath, turned his body and ran towards Zhong Zi, wanting to share the pressure of the latter.

Zhong Zi was extremely happy about this, and with the cooperation with Ling Qi, he gradually stabilized the situation.

"You all deserve to die!" The furious head of the Five Cultivators of Xingshan shouted sternly, and at the same time, his figure soared, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a giant ten feet tall.

The originally loose black robe had long turned into a strip of cloth, and the lower pants were sturdy, but they also became very tight. As for the face hidden in the black robe, it also showed up.

Below his red eyes were two deep scars, horizontal and vertical, and his ears were also incomplete. I guess he must have experienced extremely fierce battles before.

Zhong Zi seemed to notice something, his eyes suddenly shrank, and shouted loudly: "No, stop him!"

When his words started, Ling Qi rushed forward with his purple clear fingers.

But it was too late, and a huge beam of spiritual power light beam suddenly emerged from his body, and shot straight into the vast void through the light-colored spiritual power light mask.

"It's bad now. The monsters around you or the monks who want to benefit from the fisherman will know that there is a battle here. We must end this battle as soon as possible and then leave quickly!"

"Hehe, it's too late. From the moment you killed Xiaowu, your ending was already destined. Whether it is us, others, or even monsters, as long as you can keep you here completely, it will be considered as avenging Xiaowu's revenge!"

"Ah!" Just at this moment, a sharp scream sounded. The head of the Five Cultivators of Xingshan who had become a giant looked in the sound and saw the black-robed monk who was fighting Xing Lanfeng half-kneeled on the ground and screaming.

Looking closer, I saw a tabby cat lying on the neck of the black-robed monk. His sharp claws were tightly close to the skin of the black-robed monk, motionless.

"Meow..." While threatening with his heart, Meow Xiaomiao signaled Xing Lanfeng to use the technique of trapping.

"The third brother!" The head of the Five Cultivators in Xingshan roared angrily. The terrifying sound in his voice not only made Zhong Zi and others tremble all over, but also made two other black-robed monks beat their feet.
Chapter completed!