Fairy

The light of the Buddha in the sky above the Artifact Refining Sect shines everywhere, and in the light of thousands of Buddhas, a giant Buddha seems to have come here across time and space. His left eye is like the sun, and his right eye is like the moon.

The rumbling sound was endless, and the huge Buddha's palm killed a group of disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect.

"That's the Buddha's Light Calamity of the Buddha Sect!"

The sky was covered by blue dark clouds, forming a gossip shape. The yin-yang fish rotated rapidly, and immediately shot out thousands of lightning bolts towards the Artifact Refining Sect, killing countless disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect.

"Xuanzong's Xuanyun Tribulation!"

Both Buddha Light Tribulation and Xuanyun Tribulation require more than two primordial spirit stage old monsters to perform. The Yuanshen stage old monsters of Fozong and Xuanzong used two calamities to bombard and kill many masters of the refining sect, and they have the upper hand in the battle , breaking the evenly matched situation.

"The Artifact Fire Calamity of the Artifact Refining School!"

Black flames burned the sky above the Artifact Refining Sect, and flames as big as mountain peaks shot at the disciples of the Buddha Sect and Xuanzong, burning thousands of practitioners.

Wang Xian was standing at the foot of the Qi-refining sect mountain at the moment, feeling the shock brought about by the Buddha's light calamity, Xuanyun calamity, and Weapon Fire calamity, and exclaimed: "The Buddha's light calamity, Xuanyun calamity, and Weapon Fire calamity really deserve to be the elders of the Yuanshen stage. The supernatural powers that can only be displayed by monsters can kill thousands of ancestor cultivators in one calamity, it is really terrifying."

Wang Xian only had one thought at the moment, which was to stay away from the battle between the two sects of Buddhism and Xuanzong and the Demon Sect as soon as possible. He glanced at the disciples of Xuanzong beside him, and said to the old man of the ancestor stage with a smile: "Senior, we disciples of the true gang stage It is impossible to participate in the competition for the magic weapon, so why don't we go back to Xuanzong and wait quietly for the good news from the Xianzu and Yuanshen stage seniors."

The old man looked at Wang Xian mockingly, and said: "Scattered cultivators are casual cultivators, and they are not as courageous as the disciples of the Hundred Sects. The battle between Buddha, Xuan and the Weapon Refining Sect is the time to train us Xuanzong disciples. If you seize the right opportunity, your cultivation base will advance by leaps and bounds, and you may be able to grab some high-level magic weapons, which is hundreds of times better than practicing behind closed doors in the sect."

Wang Xian didn't dare to say much, thinking: "During the great battle, the chance of falling is very high. This old man in the ancestor stage is really brazen. He has never met the old monster in the Yuanshen stage. If he meets Fairy Zibing, he will You won't talk like that anymore."

Wang Xian is now a little bit like the wind and the trees are all soldiers. He is really scared by the purple ice fairy. He is equipped with a fifth-level defensive magic weapon, a nine-turn basalt armor, and a real magic body. It was thrown into Zibing Fairy's hands.

"If there is a sixth-level defense magic weapon, hum." Wang Xian is very eager for the sixth-level defense magic weapon, but each piece of the sixth-level defense magic weapon is worth tens of millions of spiritual stones, and there is no market for it. It is just a dream to collect a set .

Xuanzong's disciples gave Wang Xian a disdainful look. Now Wang Xian is a timid casual cultivator in their eyes, and they all look down on Wang Xian a bit.

Wang Xian didn't care about the eyes of those Xuanzong disciples at all. His eyes were attracted by the three discarded Tier [-] magic weapons in front of him, and he said to himself: "What a waste of money. Those are Tier [-] waste treasures. Upgrade them to Tier [-] magic weapons."

After two quick steps, Wang Xian put the three waste treasures into the storage bag, feeling a little proud, and a grand plan flashed in his mind: "If you take advantage of the battle between the three sects, pick up the discarded magic weapons, upgrade them, and definitely I can sell a lot of spirit stones. At that time, the longer the war lasts, the more waste treasures I get, and the greater the wealth in the future."

Cultivation is the kingly way. Only by improving one's own cultivation step by step and advancing to a higher level can one become a real strong man. Wang Xian understands this truth. At the same time, he also knows that it is extremely difficult for a cultivator to advance to each level. If he was an ordinary cultivator, he would choose to practice step by step and practice painstakingly, but he annoyed old monsters in the primordial stage like Fairy Zibing from the Zi Mansion, so he could not take the path of gradual painstaking practice, he could only take shortcuts, Otherwise, when will he be able to step into the Yuanshen stage in his lifetime and seek revenge from Fairy Zibing.

In the world of comprehension, the magic weapon is comparable to the cultivation base, a high-level magic weapon, even the old man of the primordial spirit stage