Dragon God Emperor

Cloud Beast glanced at Li Qiuyu, and then at Xuangui Beast. He is a late seventh-order monster, and his original talent is to have a unique ability to sense aura.

"Where is there a very good treasure, which is almost the same as your wooden ruler." Cloud Beast said in a deep voice.

"The psychic treasure? Hehe, but you have to have the ability to get it." Li Qiuyu said flatly. Everyone desires the psychic treasure, but if you can get it, you must have self-knowledge.

There are more than ten monks at the Nascent Soul stage fighting for it in front of them. Although I have good strength, I am not so arrogant when facing more than ten monks at the Nascent Soul stage.

"Then where are we going now?" Xuangui Beast's voice reached Li Qiuyu's ears.

"Look here now and see the situation. I can't. They can use the psychic treasure." Li Qiuyu smiled mysteriously. The psychic treasure must be sacrificed before it can be used.

As long as there is no psychic treasure, he is not afraid of these Nascent Soul stage monks. There will always be times when they will leave alone, and none of them will insist on going until the exit opens.

If this is really the case, it is also God's will. After he finished speaking, he found a stone on the spot and leaned on it. His consciousness scanned thousands of miles away intentionally or unintentionally.

Keeping the situation there in his mind at all times, as long as those monks run out of mana or lose a few, he will have a chance.

Time passed slowly, and in one day, only four of the thirteen Nascent Soul stages were left. Originally, Nascent Soul stage monks were not easy to lose, unless they encountered existences with a higher realm than themselves, otherwise they would only have the natural power of heaven and earth Can be killed.

The Nascent Soul cultivator who fell into the hands of Li Qiuyu was out of luck. He met a pervert like Li Qiuyu. How many perverts like Li Qiuyu are there in this world of comprehension?Absolutely not.

Thirteen Nascent Soul stage monks, whoever gets the psychic treasure, will be attacked by other monks, fighting one-on-one, it is difficult for two Nascent Soul stage monks to tell the winner, but if the opponent Killing it depends on luck.

But if a few fight against one, it is bound to be lost, and the one lost is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the storage bag and magic weapon are all snatched by other monks.

The remaining four monks are all peak monks, and an old man in green clothes and white hair is watching the other three Nascent Soul stage monks from a distance.

"Fellow Daoist He Yun, hand over the psychic treasure. It won't be damaged, and you won't have a chance to use it." A middle-aged man said loudly, a huge tower-shaped ancient treasure in his hand exuding a powerful aura.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Tian Zhong, the psychic treasure is in the hands of this deity. If you want it, go ahead." He Yun said coldly, with a flat look on his face.

"Brother Lin Ao, why don't the three of us join hands to bring the psychic treasure and share the price equally? Let me tell you, we have other storage bags of fellow Daoists who have lost their lives. I think we can get them out Let's distribute it with the psychic treasure." Tian Zhong looked at the two monks not far away, and asked in a discussing tone.

"I think so too, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to deal with him with all our strength." Su Tian, ​​who was not far from Lin Ao, also agreed with Tian Zhong's suggestion.

"Okay, that's it." Lin Ao said loudly, and with a move of his consciousness, a silver spear appeared in his hand, and his whole body was filled with momentum.

But several people have gone through a battle for several days, which is basically the wrath of the strong bow, but the same is true of He Yun on the other side.

Seeing Lin Ao cast all his magical powers, Tian Zhong and Su Tian were also ready to attack, the momentum of the three unfolded, and the three of them were about to hit He Yun with the most powerful attack.

He Yun was also extremely helpless, he also knew that the monks who got the psychic treasure would be jointly attacked by other monks, but the psychic treasure was too tempting.

"Okay, here's it for you." He Yun rolled his eyes and moved his consciousness, and a golden butterfly flew out of the storage bag. The butterfly seemed to come alive and flew towards the three monks.

When Tian Zhong and the others saw the psychic treasure flying over, they were also very pleasantly surprised. He Yun's actions were beyond their expectations. Just reduce one enemy.

"Hey." He Yun smiled faintly when he saw the appearance of the three of them.

The butterfly was still flying slowly in the air, and the distance of a hundred feet was only more than ten feet. It was obviously He Yun's deliberate intention to destroy the cooperation of the three.

"I'll put away this psychic treasure first," Lin Ao said loudly, and as soon as he moved his body, he flew towards the butterfly. At the same time, Tian Zhong and Su Tian also flew towards the butterfly.

"Boom."

There was a loud noise, and all three of them flew back quickly, and all three of them stumbled and retreated more than fifty feet at the same time before stopping.

It turned out that the three of them saw that the other two were grabbing the psychic treasure, and instinctively smashed the ancient treasure in their hands, and the attacks of the three collided in the air.

"Brother Tian, ​​I said that I will keep this psychic treasure first. What do you mean?" Lin Ao asked angrily, then looked at Su Tian again.

"It turns out that the three fellow Taoists are not sincerely joining forces." He Yun laughed loudly, with a stern look on his face, and he was about to leave in a blink of an eye after speaking.

Seeing this, Su Tian once again floated towards the butterfly flying slowly in the air, and the three of them entered into the spirit treasure competition again.

He Yun watched the three of them recovering their mana with all their strength from a distance. As long as the three of them consumed a lot of mana, he could take the opportunity to kill the three of them, and the harvest would be huge.

People are not as good as heaven

Just as he finished thinking about this idea, a shocking ray of light shot at him from behind, its power was so powerful that it was beyond what he could resist now.

But in the Nascent Soul Stage, he was the master who was waiting to die, so he turned around and used all the magic power in his body, and sacrificed a huge shield. After the shield was sacrificed, his whole face was as pale as white paper.

The mana was already consumed almost completely, but now he was seriously overdrawn in a hurry, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

"bang tom"

There was a muffled sound, and the huge shield trembled violently, followed by slight cracks. In an instant, the shield was shattered into pieces, and the rest of the energy fell on He Yun's chest.

A blood hole the size of a fingernail appeared in his chest, He Yun's eyes were filled with unwillingness, and the last mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell down with a bang.

A Nascent Soul about an inch in size flew out, looking in horror at the young monk in the distance, with a faint smile on his face.

"you."

He Yun's Nascent Soul uttered a word angrily in mid-air, but before he could finish speaking, another black sword light came over him, so he could only shut up and swung out a strong light.

Jinmang collided with Daomang in an instant, and Yuanying's face showed horror. The Daomang's Jinmang counteracted at the same time, but was stabbed by a powerful spiritual consciousness, and then a powerful suction grabbed him from the air.

When he recovered, the face of a young monk appeared in front of his eyes, and he was grabbed by the other party, and his whole body was restrained by spiritual power.

When Li Qiuyu killed He Yun and Yuan Ying was trapped, the three of them finally realized something was wrong and stopped. He Yun's loss had no effect on them at all.

However, there are new monks joining the battle for the spirit treasure, which is definitely not good news for them.

"Hand over the psychic treasure, and the three of you will not die, or you will all be lost." Li Qiuyu said loudly, and then imprisoned He Yun's Nascent Soul in the storage bag.

"Junior, are you looking for death? Don't think that the successful sneak attack on He Yun will scare us." Su Tian said coldly, looking at the butterflies flying in the air from time to time.

Li Qiuyu had come to this place a long time ago, and secretly hid all his aura, but he didn't expect that He Yun was so unlucky that he just retreated to a place not far from where Li Qiuyu was hiding.

The butterfly flying in the air is a psychic treasure. It seems to be a psychic treasure refined by a female cultivator. Only a female cultivator can refine things like magic weapons into delicate butterflies or hairpins.

None of the three of them had a chance to catch the butterfly in their hands. Every time someone wanted to touch the Lingbao, they would attack the Lingbao and fly it away.

Naturally, the spirit treasure would not be easily destroyed by the monk's strength. Until now, the butterfly was still floating steadily between the three of them.

Seeing that the three did not leave, Li Qiuyu moved his consciousness, and a dim three-foot long sword appeared in his hand.

When the three of them saw the long sword in Li Qiuyu's hand, they showed a sneering expression. Such a broken sword with no aura wanted to deal with their cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage.

But after Li Qiuyu swung his sword, the expression on his face changed drastically, as if he had encountered a ghost, and then he quickly cast his whole body's magic power to sacrifice the most powerful defense.

"Spiritual Treasure!"

The three of them are all monks at the peak of the Nascent Soul Early Stage, and their vision is naturally sophisticated, and the power of the psychic treasure can be seen at a glance.

Unexpectedly, a young cultivator at the alchemy stage would hold a psychic treasure in his hand, obviously the other party had already mastered this psychic treasure.

A white sword light shot straight at Su Tian. Su Tian's face was purple, and he secretly admitted that it was unlucky. Among the three, the other party aimed the attack at him.

A silver ancient treasure in the shape of a pentagram appeared in front of him, and instantly became a size of one foot in a radius, tightly blocking his body, but he was worried, and circulated his mana again.

"Jingle"

With a crisp sound, the five-pointed star-shaped ancient treasure shattered, and the white sword light stabbed straight at the desperate Su Tian, ​​and the sword light fell firmly on Su Tian's body.

A trace of blood appeared between Su Tian's eyebrows, and then his whole body was split into two. At the same time, a delicate Nascent Soul also dissipated into the air.

Seeing the danger approaching, Su Tian resolutely gave up his body and prepared the Nascent Soul to go out of his body. Who would have thought that Li Qiuyu's psychic treasure was too powerful, and even the five-pointed star-shaped ancient treasure could not resist him, and he did not win any chance arrive.

When the Nascent Soul came out of the body, it had just been divided into two halves by Jianmang. One person became four halves. .