Tianhai Xiantu

In despair, the two early-stage foundation-building monks from the Wu family rushed directly towards Qian Jiong and the other four.

Since there was no way to escape, the two of them rushed over with the determination to die.

The entire Wu family was wiped out, and the two of them no longer had any desire to survive.

The two of them had a lot of complicated emotions.

Hatred for Qian Jiong and others, grief for the dead clan members, and resentment for the clan leader.

The Wu family became prosperous in Wu Qing's hands, but was eventually destroyed in his hands.

"snort"

Seeing the two people rushing over, Qian Jiong showed disdain.

The two monks who were in the early stages of foundation building couldn't make any trouble in front of them.

"rise"

I saw the feather fan, the best magical weapon in Si Qingyang's hand, gently fanning.

A large cloud of mist swept towards the two of them.

At this time, Qian Jiong's blue giant sword had also slashed towards the two of them.

Facing the two powerful monks in the late stage of foundation building, the two members of the Wu family immediately showed signs of decline.

"go to hell"

Young Wu Zijing knew that he would definitely not survive.

He simply gave up his defense and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The red sword in his hand immediately became stronger and turned into a rainbow and rushed towards the opposite side.

Wu Zijing knew that his attack was of no use to the two monks who were in the late stage of foundation building, so he rushed directly towards the only one who was in the early stage of foundation building.

"Damn"

The inner disciple who was in the early stage of foundation building looked ugly when he saw this scene, and cursed secretly in his heart.

Now I have become the person on the other side who wants to drag him down.

"Junior brother, don't panic"

Sun Qiang was on one side and immediately used his magic weapon to help stop him.

This junior brother has some contacts with Sun Qiang, so he also needs some help.

What Sun Qiang used was an umbrella-shaped top-quality magic weapon.

The magic weapon was opened and immediately blocked in front of the two of them.

"boom"

After the huge impact.

Wu Zijing's fatal blow was also blocked.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Then several sharp magical weapons hit the two people of the Wu family.

After two rounds, both of them died.

I saw two pillars of my family's foundation period dying tragically outside.

The disciples guarding the formation below fled away one after another.

Everyone is just in the Qi training stage, and they are nothing more than ants in front of these foundation-building monks who massacred their families.

"Run quickly"

"Escape quickly"

Shouts arose one after another all around.

However, Qian Jiong and the others do not have time to deal with this group of monks in the Qi training period. The most important thing now is to kill Wu Qing as soon as possible.

Once Wu Qing dies, this matter will be considered over.

All that's left is to kill ordinary members of the Wu family.

"Brother Si, I think we should all work together to kill Wu Qing first."

"Then we'll go back and deal with these ordinary family members."

Qian Jiong looked at Si Qingyang as he spoke.

There are only two monks here who are in the late stage of foundation building, so it’s good that they both have the same opinions.

"Okay, just follow what Brother Qian said."

Si Qingyang said simply.

"Humph, let these people live for a while."

Si Qingyang looked around with cruel eyes.

The ground was full of people from the Wu family who had fled.

There were screams and panic, and everyone knew that the family was finished.

Many of them are ordinary mortals, but those who can live here are basically people close to the core members of the family.

"Walk"

After Qian Jiong finished speaking, the four of them rushed towards the central hall together.

On the other side, the formation led by Ling Jie has already advanced half of the island.

The periphery of the Tian Lie Flame Formation has turned into a piece of scorched earth.

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"ah"

With a scream, the second Wu family monk in the late stage of Qi training died tragically at the hands of Li Qing.

Li Qing quickly stepped forward to take back his loot.

This is the result of Li Qing's deliberate control.

The remaining area around him has become smaller and smaller, and the number of his fellow disciples has begun to increase, and it is difficult for him to show all his strength.

He can only fight with the strength of the eighth level of Qi training.

This time, their group of outer disciples who were in the late stage of Qi training suffered very few casualties. Only seven or eight unlucky ones died due to the Wu family monks’ angry resistance.

Whoosh!

A slightly dim light escaped from Li Qing's right front.

Judging from the aura he exuded, he turned out to be a monk at the peak of his Qi training.

"Five hundred contribution points"

This was the first thought that came to Li Qing's mind.

After this battle, Li Qing suddenly felt that the Thunder Eagle Blood Pill that he wanted so much was not so far away.

Li Qing frowned. If he showed his true strength, he could easily kill him.

However, the strength he showed now was only at the eighth level of Qi training.

At this time, he suddenly thought of the back-up he had purchased before producing, two first-level high-quality talismans, which could be equivalent to a powerful blow at the peak of Qi training.

These ideas come to mind almost instantly.

At that moment, Li Qing no longer hesitated, and immediately slashed at him with his Bilang Sword from one side.

It seemed that this monk from the Wu family, who was at the peak of Qi refining, was seriously injured. Even if he didn't show his strength, he still had a chance to take him down.

The fleeing monk did not expect that Li Qing would dare to take action against him.

The man had to stop due to the sudden attack. After all, his flight speed was not as fast as the Bilangjian's galloping speed.

After the light dissipated, Li Qingcai saw a handsome young monk, dressed in gorgeous robes. At first glance, he was a disciple of the core family who had a high status in the Wu family.

"court death"

Seeing being interrupted by Li Qing, he escaped from the light.

The handsome monk had a look of resentment on his face. He waved his hand and saw two flying swords appearing in the air.

These two flying swords, one black and one gray, turned out to be top-grade magic weapons.

"As expected, he is a core disciple," Li Qingxin said.

At first glance, it looks like two high-grade magical instruments are a set, and its value is second only to the high-grade magical artifacts.

Whizzing!

Under the man's control, the two flying swords intertwined in the air, flew up and down, and turned into two beams of light that rushed towards Li Qing.

Li Qing's face was calm when he saw this. He stretched out his hand and a piece of white cloth flew into the air.

It was the high-grade magic weapon he had previously seized from the Wu family monks.

After all, it is not suitable to take out Li Qing's exquisite high-grade magic weapon Xuan Shui Jing here.

The cloth turned into several feet in size and flew towards one of the man's swords.

Then the Bilang Sword in Li Qing's hand turned into a wave and met another high-grade magic weapon on the opposite side.

boom!

The collision of magic weapons in the air made a huge sound.

When the man saw Li Qing confronting him head-on, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He believed that as a monk at the pinnacle of Qi training, his magical power was naturally far superior to that of Li Qing.

In a short time, the two instruments had already clashed several times in the air.

The man was surprised to find that he didn't do anything to the other person at all.

Little did he know that Li Qing's magic power was only pure but far superior to his.

Li Qing also discovered the man's predicament at this time. He was already injured and began to suffer from a lack of mana.

"stop"

Suddenly there was a loud shout in the distance.