Mortal Seeking Immortal

When Zhao Qiang saw the yellow talisman in Ye Zhou's hand, his brows immediately frowned.

This is a talisman.

There are roughly more than ten of them.

The disciples watching the fight below the stage also exclaimed slightly. Many of them saw so many talismans for the first time.

"No wonder Ye Zhou was so confident that he dared to challenge Zhao Qiang. He even spent a lot of money to get so many talismans!"

"Each talisman is worth a lot of money. A low-level talisman costs five low-grade spirit stones. It can be used to save lives when spiritual power is insufficient!"

"The one in Ye Zhou's hand is close to a hundred spirit stones? This is not a fight, it is clearly burning money!"

No one could have imagined that all these talismans were made by Ye Zhou himself.

In fact, the cost price of each talisman is only one or two spirit stones.

In the world of cultivating immortals, people who can achieve success in alchemy are already rare, and the same is true for talisman making. People who can master two skills at the same time are simply unheard of.

At least there is none in the Blood Spirit Sect.

Zhao Qiang sneered.

"Talismans are good, but they are gone after use. I want to see how many low-level talismans you have prepared to fight me!"

Ye Zhou said: "That depends on how strong you are."

With a few "swoosh" sounds, the three talismans in Ye Zhou's hand suddenly turned into three watermelon-sized crimson fireballs and shot towards Zhao Qiang.

This is a fire bomb talisman, and each fire bomb talisman seals a fire bomb technique of the transformation realm!

Zhao Qiang seemed to have expected it, and almost at the same time, with a "clang", the flying sword had already flown out.

The first fireball was about to collide with the flying sword head-on, and Zhao Qiang hurriedly controlled the flying sword to dodge to the left, but was hit by the second fireball.

Boom!

The fire wave instantly submerged the flying sword, but soon the flying sword flew out from the explosion.

Zhao Qiang is a master of the eighth level of Qi training, not a rookie like Zhao Xu who is only in the third level of Qi training. A few fire bombs of the transformation realm are far from being a fatal threat to him.

Zhao Qiang pinched the sword formula with his hand, and a spiritual power hit the flying sword. The sword body suddenly emitted a bright light. Before the third fireball exploded, he slashed the fireball with a sword, and the fireball was split in half and dissipated into the air.

Zhao Qiang sneered: "The talisman is just like this!"

Three fire bombs of the transformation realm failed to stop the attack of Zhao Qiang's flying sword!

The flying sword stabbed towards Ye Zhou's chest with a "whoosh".

He spent a full five years carefully refining this flying sword, and its power far exceeded the flying swords that each outer disciple had.

"Really?" A cold light flashed in Ye Zhou's eyes, and he slapped the storage bag. Three iron blue seeds flew out instantly and began to fly around him quickly, forming a protective shield.

At the same time, five more talismans were activated, all turning into fireballs and ice cones and crashing into the flying sword.

When Zhao Qiang saw Tie Qingzi, his face turned black.

This was his treasure, but now it was used to block his attack.

Several more spiritual powers hit the flying sword in succession, and the flying sword instantly grew in size, and a cold light formed on its blade, as if trying to break through Tie Qingzi's defense with one blow.

"Sword Qi! Zhao Qiang actually cultivated sword Qi!" Someone in the audience recognized the origin of this cold light and exclaimed.

"No, this is fake sword Qi, kidding, even the elders in our sect have not cultivated sword Qi, only the real sword Dao Tianjiao can cultivate it." The knowledgeable cultivator shook his head and denied it.

Fake sword Qi is formed by spiritual power, while real sword Qi is formed by the will of sword Dao. The difference of one word makes a world of difference in power.

But this does not mean that fake sword Qi is not powerful. Fake sword Qi is also extremely sharp and can cut through magic weapons!

"Cut!" Zhao Qiang's raised hand suddenly dropped, and the flying sword instantly slashed a curved sword arc with cold light in the direction of Ye Zhou.

The flying sword that cast the sword arc instantly dimmed.

Wherever the sword arc passed, ice cones and fireballs all exploded. Ye Zhou hurriedly cast two earth walls in front of him, but the sword arc almost instantly cut through the two earth walls at the same time and slashed on the shield in front of Ye Zhou.

With a "clang" sound, the sword arc slashed one of the iron blue seeds. After a stalemate for a moment, the sword arc dissipated, and a shallow sword mark was left on the hard iron blue seed.

"What a powerful pseudo-sword energy!"

If Ye Zhou's earth wall technique had not been cultivated to the state of transformation to resist most of the power of the pseudo-sword energy, I'm afraid that the iron blue seed really couldn't defend against Zhao Qiang's sword.

Without waiting for Zhao Qiang to attack again, he urged the remaining talismans in his hand to turn into several fireballs and flew towards Zhao Qiang.

After Zhao Qiang performed this sword arc, his aura weakened a lot, and his face turned pale. It must have been not easy for him to perform this sword arc.

When he saw the fireball attacking him, Zhao Qiang hurriedly stretched out his hand and clenched it in the air. A wall that was thicker and stronger than an ordinary wall instantly rose from the ground and blocked Zhao Qiang.

In the blink of an eye, several fireballs hit the wall with a "bang bang bang" sound, making several deafening explosions.

After the explosion, the wall was covered with dense cracks, and then collapsed, revealing Zhao Qiang holding a broken seal behind him.

"My God, these two people have actually cultivated the transformation realm earth wall technique!" The disciples in the audience exclaimed.

"Even inner disciples may not have mastered the transformation realm magic. Today is really an eye-opener!"

Ye Zhou's eyes fell on the seal, and he felt the same threat from it as from Zhang Guanshi's Wutong ruler.

"Is it also a foundation-building magic weapon? This is impossible. Only foundation-building period monks can use foundation-building magic weapons. Forcibly used by Qi-refining period monks will definitely consume a lot of lifespan, and the power will be greatly reduced!"

Zhao Qiang looked proud.

"Yes, this is a low-grade foundation-building magic weapon, the Sky-shaking Seal. I accidentally learned about it in a dilapidated immortal cave. Although it has been corrupted by time, only one-fifth of its power is left. I asked again. Master, help me transform it. Even a monk in the Qi Refining Stage can barely use it. It’s enough to kill you!”

"Ye Zhou, if you die in the hands of my most proud magic weapon, you should rest in peace!"

Zhao Qiang snorted coldly and poured all the remaining spiritual energy in his body into the Sky-shattering Seal.

A dim light suddenly emitted from the Zhentian Seal. The light flickered on and off, and the terrifying aura emanating from the whole body became stronger and stronger.

With a thought in Ye Zhou's mind, three Tie Qingzi shot out at Zhao Qiang at the same time. Zhao Qiang snorted coldly and controlled the flying sword that was stopped in mid-air with one hand to fight with Tie Qingzi.

Zhao Qiang laughed crazily and said: "My Sky-shattering Seal is definitely not something that you can withstand with just a dozen or so talisman seals. You must die!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Zhou didn't panic at all, and said slowly: "Really, if more than ten talismans are not enough, then use twenty. What do you think, Senior Brother Zhao?"

With that said, Ye Zhou patted the storage bag, and a series of yellow talismans suddenly came out of the storage bag!