When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Magic weapons are an important part of a monk's combat effectiveness.

Unfortunately, it only takes three hundred years for the spiritual energy to dry up.

Many magical weapons and instruments have been corroded and reduced to scrap metal.

"boom!"

In the northern desert.

The middle-aged man with a dark complexion cut off his own head with a knife, and the severed head flew high, emitting a strange light.

Waves of ripples rippled in the depths of his pupils, and looking at him could disturb his mind.

Zhao Qing controlled three thousand threads to wrap around the flying head, trying to tighten it and cut it into a pulp, but the strange halo attached to the head made it extremely hard.

The Flying Head Technique is the famous technique of the Corpse Puppet Sect.

Suddenly, Zhao Qing realized something was wrong and immediately withdrew Daosi.

There were hundreds of strands of threads, dyed dark red, then broken and dissipated in the air.

far away.

The divine fortune teller raised his lips slightly.

He knew Zhao Qing's methods well, how could he be unprepared.

"Twins of the Great Way."

"You have two lives. I will take one of your lives with the supreme holy object, the God-killing Needle."

"Today, I will take your second life!"

The fortune teller murmured.

In fact, when the spiritual energy is not exhausted.

There is a joke among the killer organizations in Fuyao World.

"Second in the world, number one in God's calculations."

When it comes to killing people, Pingtian Temple can only be considered the second best.

The real number one is the Divine Calculation Sect.

The Divine Suan Sect is not a killer organization, or even a powerful sect, but they have never failed to kill someone.

But it’s the same as Pingtian Temple.

In the early stage of spiritual energy exhaustion.

The Divine Calculation Sect was wiped out in its entirety, but not by humans, but by fortune-telling and spying on the secrets. As a result, it attracted thousands of divine thunders...

Everyone in the sect, from the Supreme Ancestor to the disciples and servants, were all dead!

The fortune teller happened to be out at that time and escaped the disaster.

In the field.

Zhao Qing made a seal with both fingers, quickly formed a seal, opened his mouth and spit out, Jin Geng's energy turned into thousands of sharp arrows, flying towards the flying head.

At the same time, her eyes turned cold, and the three thousand threads became illusory. They were no longer actual threads, but some kind of mysterious and mysterious energy that instantly wrapped the body without its head.

"die!"

Zhao Qing shouted coldly.

The next moment, Feitian's head screamed.

Death is not far away.

But at this moment.

A shadow suddenly appeared and flew towards Zhao Qing quickly.

The knife in his hand flashed with a crimson edge and stabbed into Zhao Qing's back.

Zhao Qing's pupils shook and he vomited blood. He turned around and slapped away the sneak attack figure with his palm.

The wound on the back was deep enough to show bone.

"The killer of Pingtian Palace?" Her face quickly turned pale.

His breath became ten times weaker.

"Exactly."

The figure stood firm and was wrapped in a black robe. In this hot place, it made people feel chilly.

"No wonder I didn't even notice it." The blood on Zhao Qing's face quickly faded, and his originally red lips were now frighteningly white.

The killers of Pingtian Temple are particular about killing with one hit.

The hidden method is called by the gods of nature.

Zhao Qing wanted to launch a counterattack with her cultivation, but found that the dagger with a red halo inserted behind her restrained her cultivation.

This was a well-planned attack.

The divine fortune teller understands Zhao Qing's strength. So far, every step of Zhao Qing's response has been within his expectations.

besides.

He also made more preparations. Make sure nothing goes wrong.

It can be said that from the beginning of the layout, Zhao Qing has been dead.

"It's over." The fortune teller picked up a piece and placed it on the black chessboard in front of him.

There are vertical and horizontal strokes on the chessboard.

Each chess piece restricts each other and is connected to form a huge net that covers the sky. When the last piece falls, the big net suddenly tightens.

In the field.

The black and blue flying head opened its big mouth ferociously and bit at Zhao Qing.

→

There is a red dagger stuck in Zhao Qing's back. It is the attack treasure of Pingtian Palace: the blade of ultimate magic. When this blade enters the body, the murderous intention invades the heart and disrupts the cultivation.

She was unable to escape.

Off the field.

Under the scorching sun.

Li Tianyu felt chills go to his bones.

He looked at the white-haired fortune teller.

Feel a tinge of fear.

A strong man like Zhao Qing was helpless under his calculations and had no power to fight back.

Die in such a frustrating way.

It's really scary.

What’s even more terrifying is that the cost of this attack is almost negligible!

Li Tianxia was also thoughtful.

I feel that the fortune teller is too scary. If I cooperate with him in transactions in the future, I must be cautious and cautious, or even...just stay away from him.

"Zheng!"

When Feitou was only three meters away from Zhao Qing, a long sword suddenly stood between them.

The black and blue Feitian head bit on the blade of the sword, causing violent sparks from the friction, and then the sword body shook and bounced it back.

In the distance, the headless body caught his head and placed it on the neck. The flesh and blood of the neck were quickly connected and intact.

He shook his head left and right and looked at Zhao Qing in surprise, wondering who had stopped him.

In sight.

It's a man wearing white clothes.

The man said nothing and silently wiped away the remaining spit on the sword.

It seems to still have a bit of a smell.

He glanced at the dark-faced middle-aged man with some complaints.

He unscrewed the wine cork and sprinkled the wine on the sword, thus covering up the questions above.

The corners of the man's face twitched, "Who are you?"

"An unknown junior." Li Changxiao said seriously.

Zhao Qing's eyes lit up, and then immediately extinguished.

Now, they are facing top powerhouses.

Li Changxiao is only a Yuanying.

Even if their cultivation is at the same level, the gap between them is too big.

"You go." Zhao Qing sighed: "This is my fate, why bother to get involved."

Li Changxiao thought for a moment and said: "I don't know if I can beat them, but I will try my best."

"If the result still cannot be changed, it's not too late for me to leave."

"You..." Zhao Qing said: "That's it."

While the two were talking.

The fortune teller frowned.

He couldn't see through Li Changxiao's origins. He thought about all the famous and famous people in Fuyao Tianxia.

The result...

No such person!

He became cautious instantly.

There are only two possibilities in this situation.

First: This person comes from another world!

Second: This person is a hermit!

Third: This person is really unknown.

The third possibility is basically ruled out. Those who can know Mu Qin and dare to fight for him cannot be unknown!

"Be careful, this person is weird!" Shen Suanzi shouted on the spot.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately stepped back four or five steps and kept a distance.

Mu Qin would ask for help, which was also within Shen Suanzi's expectations.

"Wait for me to use the seven-color gem to explore this person's true cultivation level, and it will not be too late to fight again!" Shen Suanzi took out a gem.

Use the spiritual energy of the Jindan period to urge it.

The gem broke and shot out a large halo.

This halo hit everyone and would be dyed with different colors according to the real cultivation level.

The halo of everyone present turned into a noble purple light.

This represents the Refining Void Realm.

Zhao Qing's body was purple with a ray of red.

This means that she had entered the Fusion Realm, but now she is in the Refining Void Realm.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Changxiao.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes widened.

It was a faint blue light...

Yuanying Realm!

It was only Yuanying Realm!

The only blue light.