Master, I really don't want to cultivate demons!

Chapter 186 The Artistic Conception of Sand
Ye Xiaoqing dived headlong into the phantom killing formation.

There was a deep murderous intent in the eyes of the tall and thin man. At this moment, he felt that his soul had received a devastating blow.

The level of this soul power attack was too high, even though he had been consciously protecting his soul beforehand, he was severely injured.

"This bitch wants to lure us into this magic sand formation! It's a good plan!"

"Everyone, let me take my leave!"

"I'm leaving too!"

……

The people at the scene dispersed instantly. Although they really wanted to smash Ye Xiaoqing's body into thousands of pieces, they couldn't even control their own bodies at the moment. Fascinated by phantoms.

Although they all looked like they were about to leave on the surface, they were naturally unwilling to give up in their hearts, hiding in a place not far from the magic sand formation and secretly watching.

"Hehe, I will kill this woman!"

The tall and thin man showed killing intent in his eyes, and then turned into a black light and chased after Ye Xiaoqing.

Seeing the tall and thin man entering the phantom sand formation, several Demon Cultivators of the Composite Realm followed the tide and slipped in.

Ye Xiaoqing looked at the unshakable tail behind him, with a look of vigilance on his face.

The strength of the monks in the Fusion Realm is several times stronger than that in the Void Refining Realm, and their souls are naturally strong. Although everyone is unconscious, their flying speed has not been affected in the slightest.

This made Ye Xiaoqing feel a little tricky.

She has never been to this magic sand formation, there are many dead bodies that have dried up here, and these dead bodies did not enter the formation by mistake, they were very natural to themselves, and finally died in this formation.

Can't help but sigh.

Isn't it true that these magic cultivators of the fit state are not?

Xiaolei kept reminding her that the release of the illusion within it only took a few hundred breaths, and Ye Xiaoqing encountered three low-level illusion formations.

Fortunately, there is an evildoer like Xiao Lei pointing out the maze in her sea of ​​consciousness, otherwise her life will be confessed here.

Due to the serious injury of their souls, the Demonic Cultivators of the Composite Realm behind them couldn't accurately judge the direction of the phantom formation. They could only rely on brute force to break through the phantom formation or chase Ye Xiaoqing around the long distance.

Since the speed of both parties has slowed down a lot, Ye Xiaoqing finally had the opportunity to replenish his demon energy.

Now she has plenty of time to spend with these people.

Xiaolei's soul power was also replenished constantly, Ye Xiaoqing decided to find an opportunity for Xiaolei to launch another attack.

If they can succeed again this time, these demon cultivators will lose their basic fighting ability.

In the process of fleeing, Ye Xiaoqing picked up a lot of storage rings of strong people, which is quite a fortune.

Suddenly, a very enchanting fragrance came to the nostrils.

Ye Xiaoqing quickly realized that he had entered a phantom array.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing right now.

Suddenly, hundreds of wooden boxes shining with dazzling golden light appeared in front of them.

The box is filled with golden magic spar.

Magic spar, a very precious ore, a magic spar is worth [-] magic stones.

In the middle of the world, magic crystals are traded between large sects, just like magic stones.

Ye Xiaoqing was in a daze after seeing such a large number of magic crystals, and a burst of magic energy flew towards her in an instant.

puff!
After dodging subconsciously, she was still injured by the tail of the demonic energy, and spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

"No, I'm careless!"

Her expression changed drastically and she rushed over without any remembrance after seeing the illusory magic spar in front of her eyes.

After the phantom disappeared, Ye Xiaoqing turned her head to look at the Composite Demon Cultivator behind her, her expression changed drastically.

"It seems that this magic sand formation is really evil, and it can even formulate formations to attack the intruding magic cultivators."

The people behind her were not affected by the formation, they flew towards Ye Xiaoqing as if walking on the ground.

Kung fu in a short while.

The big formation was activated again, and this time the tails behind them gave out greedy smiles.

"Wow, beauty!"

"This is a heavenly technique!"

"What's mine is mine!"

……

Ye Xiaoqing knows that the phantom array is deceiving the soul, and all the illusions that you think are impossible are deceiving the soul.

Just like the magic spar she saw before.

She couldn't help but sigh that what she cares most about now is money.

This is not the original intention of her cultivation!

But thinking deeply, the reason why she likes magic spar is for cultivation.

That would explain it.

It's not for the glory and wealth, that's fine!
After Ye Xiaoqing flew for a while, the tail behind her followed. The level of this phantom array is not high, and it covers an area of ​​thousands of miles. During this period, she encountered many exits, but she didn't go out easily.

If she goes out, the demon cultivators on the periphery of the formation will definitely attack her.

At that time, these people in the formation will attack from inside and outside, and her situation will not be optimistic.

She led everyone to the mountain with a very strong soul power. There are many dead bodies here, which is definitely the core of this phantom sand formation.

The tall and thin man became suspicious when he saw the bones scattered all over the place.

"Is this bitch so unafraid of death? There are quite a few corpses of strong men in the Dacheng realm!"

The people around were also looking at each other.

"Do you want to go in?"

"Come in, I've been chasing her for so long, I must kill her!"

……

Everyone's faces were full of ferocious expressions. They all spent a lot of pills in the phantom sand formation, and they all hated Ye Xiaoqing to the bone.

If you give up at this time, you will lose too much!

After Ye Xiaoqing entered the mountain, his body was sealed by the restrictions in the mountain.

Her speed and strength have been greatly restricted, and the restriction here is very special, not restricting her body.

Instead, the soul is banned.

She took advantage of a mountain of corpses, and found a golden gravel in the mountain.

Grit is small, but it is full of power.

This is a special power.

To be precise, this is an artistic conception.

The artistic conception of sand is wrapped around the gravel.

Ye Xiaoqing was surprised.

She has mastered the meaning of wind, so she naturally knows the mystery of the meaning.

The meaning of this sand is true or false.

At this moment, a fierce hurricane was born in the mountains, and several sandstorms swept away in an instant.

The violent nature of the sand is clearly visible.

Dozens of sand blades struck her.

Ye Xiaoqing controlled the wind in front of him and turned the sand blade into a stream of fine sand.

Most of the sand can only be moved by the power of wind.

Ye Xiaoqing's Intent of the Wind was just opened to resist these sand blades flying towards him.

The situation of the tails behind them is much worse.

Many of them were wounded by the sandblade.

At ordinary times, the sand is tiny and is the least valued by people.

After being transformed into a sand blade, the attack is very tyrannical.

This not only makes people sigh that everything in the world has its own use.

Ye Xiaoqing knew that the effect of sand would not be so simple.

It can cooperate with the wind to increase the attack power, and it must have its own effect.

(End of this chapter)