Outside the city of Wudi.

A battle broke out too.

Nie Changqing ran quickly, and the dragon-slashing in his hand slashed out one after another. The golden sword light was wrapped in the intent of the sword, as if it had melted the snow all over the ground.

Nie Changqing felt great pressure. If he was not careful, he would fall into the abyss like a thousand feet deep.

The disciple of Wudi City in front of me is the sixth turn of the golden elixir, and his strength is too strong.

No matter in terms of speed, strength, and combat power, he crushed him.

The only thing Nie Changqing could rely on was the sword intent and the powerful qi and blood possessed by Kaitian Lock.

This disciple of the sixth turn of the Golden Pill is named Ye Qianxun. He looked at Nie Changqing with interest. The spiritual energy of the sixth turn of the Golden Pill is more than six times that of the ordinary Golden Pill, and its explosive power is more than six times.

Nie Changqing fought against him, like a child holding a weapon like an adult waving.

Although it has lethality, it is not very lethality.

"Is this knife called the Dragon Slaying?"

"What a good knife."

Ye Qianxun.

The two of them fought outside the city, and the snow on the ground was shaking.

Some dead trees were cut out from the scattered sword energy.

Nie Changqing has rich combat experience. His current strength is also achieved by him step by step.

He knew that if he continued to consume, he would definitely lose.

After all, the spiritual content of the Six-Turn Golden Pill is much higher than that of him.

Nie Changqing's eyes narrowed.

Four talismans fell into his hands, and his spiritual consciousness moved and pulled the talisman.

This talisman was given to him by Xie Yunling of the Taoist Pavilion. It was a powerful means to compress Taoism into the talisman after Xie Yunling studied it.

Corresponding to attribute spiritual energy, it can burst out with great power.

Before, Xie Yunling used up one in the battle royale, but now there are four left.

boom!

Four talismans are activated.

Taoism becomes nature.

There is fire, earth, gold, wood and green...

Four attribute colors exploded around Nie Changqing's body, turning into four attribute monsters.

Nie Changqing's body leaned forward and quickly approached Ye Qianxun.

When Ye Qianxun saw this scene, his eyes became solemn.

However, Nie Changqing rushed towards him first.

A small metal bead was taken out from his arms.

Nie Changqing threw out the metal beads, and the round beads bloomed in the air, turning into a floating beautiful pear blossom, as if reflecting the dazzling light.

"What's this?!"

Ye Qianxun was shocked.

He faintly felt a sense of threat from this pear blossom.

"Magic weapon?!"

"Why do you have so many magic weapons?"

Ye Qianxun took a deep breath.

His golden elixir was suspended, and a golden light burst out from his body, faintly, a shield formed by the rotation of spiritual energy, rotating outside his body.

Nie Changqing was very cold.

"This is... the rainstorm pear blossom, the most hidden weapon!"

After the words came, Nie Changqing directly punched, and the blood and blood roared on his fist.

After hitting the spiritual energy shield, Nie Changqing's fist instantly became bloody and bloody, and the high-speed rotating spiritual energy shield was blocked!

In the air, a burst of radiant fluctuations spread.

A violent wave of heat burst out, and the snow all over the ground melted into snow water under this wave of heat.

The pear blossoms were spinning beautifully, and the fine silver needles were burned red by the fire, and they were thrown out of the pear blossoms, as if it was pouring rain.

Ye Qianxun's sole of his foot fell to the ground, sank the ground. He wanted to retreat, but it was slow.

The rainstorm pear blossoms fell almost enveloped the entire area, with no blind spots at all.

Even Nie Changqing was wrapped in it.

Puff puff puff!

That was the sound of silver needles entering the flesh.

There are also four kinds of talismans that impact the giant beast.

The snow faded, and the rest were silver needles pierced all over the ground.

Ye Qianxun's back was full of needles, and each needle pierced his flesh and blood.

However, he was not dead.

He stood up, his spiritual energy circulated, and the silver needles pierced in his body.

"Storm Pear Blossom..."

"What a magical instrument."

Ye Qianxun was deeply moved. He looked in the direction where Nie Changqing disappeared, "It's cruel enough to exchange injuries for injuries."

What is behind the Void Gate?

Ye Qianxun became more and more curious.

He did not continue chasing, and then took a step back and headed towards Wudi City. While fighting, he sensed the terrible fluctuations emitted by Wudi City, even if he was so far outside Wudi City.

I'm afraid something happened.

After a dead tree.

Nie Changqing leaned against him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, everything around him was quiet, only the sound of snow falling to the ground.

One of his palms was covered in blood and blood, and his back was also covered in blood and his breath was sluggish.

"I am worthy of being a senior Gongshu. I dare to challenge the existence of a mortal body... This 'Rain Pear Blossom' is really strong."

"However, the penetration is still a little worse. When you go back, you have to react with senior Gongshu."

Nie Changqing coughed up blood gently.

He laughed in a low voice, at least, he survived.

The six-turn golden elixir is very strong.

Five turns can impact the realm of the golden elixir, and six turns are the kind of existence that breaks the shackles.

The snow was very cold, but Nie Changqing's heart was very hot.

He grabbed the dragon and stood up slowly on the ground.

suddenly.

Nie Changqing felt his body stiffen, and a cold feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

far away.

Between the snow.

A figure walked out slowly, and the falling snow twisted around his body.

The terrible aura and the terrible pressure made Nie Changqing not even have the power to move a finger!

All Nie Changqing could hear was the breathing sound of his own lingering ears.

"Amitabha."

The sound of reciting sounded.

Nie Changqing finally saw the figure clearly. It was a bald monk wearing shabby clothes, barefoot, and the Buddhist beads on his neck, each of which was as big as a fist.

"I am a monk, Ku Buddha Temple, Yuan Shang... I have met the donor."

The Buddhist monk stood upright in front of him and bowed slightly to Nie Changqing.

powerful!
To be continued...