If the entire magic array is a diesel engine, then the spiritual energy is oil. On the earth where spiritual energy is scarce, the power of the magic array is thin after it is operated, so its power will naturally be limited.

As Xuan Qi crushed the two spirit stones, the spiritual roar soon entangled with the magic circle. The magic circle, which was originally insufficient in power, roared and roared in an instant, forming a huge force to crush it downwards. One by one, like turtles on the mountain, with the words on the armor, like weights, directly hitting the big hand covering the sky.

Boom Boom Boom combined with force, suppressing Jiuwei for a moment and unable to move. After Xuan Qi's two fists absorbed countless spiritual energy, the words on it flashed dazzlingly, and they hit Jiuwei's chest again with a roar.

The Booming fist was one inch away from Jiuwei's body. A layer of golden light spread out from the inside of Jiuwei's body, and the light that protected the body like a golden bell blocked in front of Xuan Qi's fist.

Circles of ripples shook, and the fists met the golden bell again, with violent roars. The tiny cracks on the golden bell cover flashed. A trace of horror flashed across the face of Dovetail, and ecstasy flashed in Xuan Qi's eyes.

The old man shouted in Xuan Qi's ear with excitement: "Try to break the golden bell outside his body, and then explode his head."

Xuan Qi had two more spirit stones in his hand. Xuan Qi, who had the advantage of the formation, naturally had to use the magic circle well. He pinched the spirit stone with both hands and turned it into powder, and all of them were injected into the magic circle. The words on the old turtles' armor began to tremble. The old turtles, who were already powerful and heavy, were like mountains, were now even more towering and unmoving, and could not breathe.

The words on Xuan Qi's body lit up one by one, like small light bulbs. As the moon on his back lighted up, the sun on his face began to shine. Xuan Qi in the magic circle looked like a demon from Jiuyou, traveling through vicissitudes and descending into the world.

His hands were swift and thick. With the aura, his blood vessels burst out one by one. Xuan Qi clenched his teeth, his eyes gradually became blood red, and his tiger's mouth made a loud shout. His fists were like the wind again, and he blasted over to the place where he had already cracked just now.

"This is what you forced me." Fu Wei's eyes were filled with anger. He actually smelled the smell of death and obtained the inheritance of the thief. He has been smooth sailing over the years. The last time he smelled the threat of death was still shot in the chest, he now felt the threat of death again, so Fu Wei naturally had to fight back.

The hand covered the sky and was heavily pressed. Dovetail pinched the mark with its other hand, stood on the stance with its left foot, and stepped hard on the ground with its right foot. Three times, one muttering a word: "Dovetail, an unworthy disciple, please invite the body of the Saint Ancestor of the Thieves." While saying, he stepped hard. His body trembled continuously. On the dark night sky, the originally flat clouds were rolled up and gathered together like a funnel. A ball of golden holy light fell in the sky, reflecting on Dovetail's body, placing the dark black dovetail with a layer of bright light.

"It's actually a god." The old man was shocked and then shouted: "Take it quickly and wait for the thief saint ancestor to be on his body. It's going to be a big trouble."

Boom Boom Boom hits the golden bell four consecutive punches. The ultimate defense of the Golden Bell Cover is definitely not a false reputation. There are three things in the Thunder Sect that can be used. The first is the Thunder Sect, the second is the Golden Bell Cover, and the third is the ancestor who asked to protect the calf. Now Jiuwei plays the last trump card. If he can't stand it, all his previous efforts will be wasted.

Xuan Qi crushed four spirit stones again, and the spiritual energy in the small yard roared. The old turtles who were nourished by spiritual energy all turned into solid millstones, constantly rotating and squeezing, and continuously crushing the dovetail.

Xuan Qi's face was as scorching as fire, as if the sun was hanging in the sky, his hands were fists and constantly hitting the golden bell. Under the resonance of the formation, Xuan Qi finally broke the golden bell outside with brute force, and his fists were like a casserole and hit Dovetail's head.

Just as he was about to touch Jiuwei's head, Xuan Qi heard a voice: "Shiya is such a low-level world and such a rich spiritual energy..." The fist hit Jiuwei's face, and the short Jiuwei's head was directly deformed and his body flew backwards.

"Be careful from now on, your opponent is no longer the Dovetail, but the thief who is possessed by Dovetail." As soon as the old man finished speaking, the dovetail whose head was beaten, whose body was folded slowly climbed up from the ground. Half of his face was bloody and bloody, and a red light flashed and returned to its original state.

Jiuwei's eyes shone with a sense of superiority that does not belong to humans, just like a god looking down at the common people and human beings looking down at the ants. This is a sense of superiority that rises from the bones. After looking at Xuan Qi, he looked at the surrounding environment, and then said in a muffled voice: "The ancient witchcraft? The magic array arranged by beasts? What do you want to do with weak ants?"

"Take your life" After Xuan Qihu roared, his body rushed out like lightning, and his fist and the wind hit the head of Dovetail again. At the same time, he made up his mind that if the winner could not be decided in the short term, then he would run as far as possible

The thief who possessed the Dovetail was hit on the door with Xuan Qi's punch and flew backwards. The surrounding old turtles were like mountains, and under the nourishment of spiritual energy, they continued to crush Dovetail's body.

The Thief Shakes His head and makes an angry roar: "You damn ant, you dare to attack me. I must put your bones and ashes into the spiritual treasure and magic weapon. You can burn them with soul refining fire every day." The Thief Cursed while struggling, his body trembled with thousands of hands. A pair of dark palms appeared in this void, and then was suppressed by mountains transformed by old turtles.

The Thief Saint felt that the thousands of waves of hand were suppressed, and immediately used his unsuccessful magic power to cover the sky with one hand. His left hand stretched forward and expanded six times in an instant, and then exploded directly, exploded into a blood mist. This surprised the Thief Saint and then cursed: "Damn this body is so bad, and there is no real Qi-transforming liquid bastard, please let me take a body."

Let the god possess the ants be stronger than other ants at most, and cannot exert the combat power that the god itself should have. It is not because the god is too strong, but because the ants are too weak

Xuan Qi did not give the Thieves a chance to adapt. He flew up and kicked Jiuwei's head hard, one kick, two and three kicks... As the violence continued to be released, Jiuwei's head completely twisted and deformed. The old turtle took out the remaining spirit stones. Xuan Qi immediately reached out to crush them. After the abundant spiritual energy was added to the formation, the bodies of the old turtles in the formation expanded to the limit. The red sun on Xuan Qi's face burst out with dazzling light, and the characters on his whole body were activated. His body jumped high, his hands clasped into fists, and smashed at Jiuwei on the ground.

He punched the back, and the clear sound of bone shattering sounded. Xuan Qi's body seemed to be full of bows, and it opened again in the opposite direction, and his hands fell on Jiuwei's head. The already deformed head was now directly smashed into a rotten tomato.

The thief was suppressed by the crazy old turtle and could not move at all. He could only lie on the ground, like a living target, hit by Xuan Qi with a hammer. He was frustrated and frustrated since his practice, and he had never had such an experience. He was invited by an ant and then beaten by another ant. This...

There was a big joke in the Shanggu Xuanxiu Realm, saying that a Tongtian Xuanxiu Bu calculated that the descendants of later generations were in trouble and immediately transformed into a possession of thousands of souls. Who knew that the descendants of later generations were a weak lady with ten fingers and a weak force. After Tongtian Xuanxiu possessed her, she was about to help the heavens change her fate, and the naked evil man stuffed the thing below into the lady's body.

This suddenly became a manipulated by Tongtian Xuanxiu and reluctantly forced herself. What was even more humiliating was that after possession, Tongtian Xuanxiu empathized with all this, and accidentally triggered the inner demons that had been suppressed in his heart for many years. From then on, there was a missing pure and innocent monk in the Xuanxiu world and a more beautiful slut.

The experience of the Thief Saint is better than that of the Xuan Xiu, but it is not much better. The almost lost witchcraft in ancient times, with the help of abundant spiritual energy, the Thief Saint seems to feel that his body is also hurt. He is determined to fight back but cannot move, and is frustrated and helpless.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Xuan Qi punched like the wind, smashing it hard around Jiuwei, breaking all the bones on Jiuwei's body, the old turtle suddenly spoke: "It's almost done to refine him into a human pill now." He said the next magic trick in Xuan Qi's head.

In ancient times, there was abundant spiritual energy. Whether it was heavenly treasures, various strange beasts, or even humans, the spiritual energy on them was very abundant, so they were born with killing people and catching treasures, or eating them alive. In the eyes of ancient Xuanxiu, there was no difference between eating heavenly treasures, rare beasts and other monks.

Xuan Qi still had some resistance to eating people, and this technique was modified by Lao Tzu, refining a person or a treasure of heaven and earth, leaving only the essence for people to eat. As for other parts, they will be refined into ashes, so as to avoid the psychological barriers to eating people.

According to the martial arts, Xuan Qi took out nine fire-attributed spirit stones, gathered the nine old turtles together, and then placed a fire-attributed spirit stone. A total of eighty-one old turtles stood in the nine palace direction. Nine fire-attributed spirit stones were stimulated, and the three true fire was raging, and the temperature in the air rose sharply.

Xuan Qi reached out and pulled up the weak and boneless Dovetail on the ground. The guy had been smashed into a limp ball. Xuan Qi turned his hands and made him into a ball and threw it directly into the Sanwei True Fire. Xuan Qi stretched out his hands, and his true energy was like a rainbow, sank into the Nine Palaces. The already raging flames have now climbed to a high temperature of thousands of degrees.

All the old turtles around moved in the direction of the Nine Palaces, causing the spiritual energy of the heavens to tide. The high temperature of thousands of degrees directly increased to tens of thousands of degrees. The dove tail formed a ball was reduced little by little by little, and the impurities in the body turned into ashes, but the essence was left.
Chapter completed!