The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

The many long swords in front of him instantly turned into one, stabbing straight into his dantian.

The ruthlessness of the sword can kill the primordial spirit.

That black-gold long sword stabbed the Nascent Soul in the dantian of the purple clothed man, and the force of destruction followed it up, stabbing the Zifu directly.

One more stirring will destroy the primordial spirit.

On the other side, the blue shirt Nascent Soul and the bloodthirsty demon vine are in a stalemate, and there are countless long swords slashing at the head.

The blue-shirted man glanced at him and saw that the purple-clothed Nascent Soul fell backwards, bleeding from the seven orifices, his pupils contracted suddenly, and there was a slight flaw in his movements.

Just in this flaw, those long swords stabbed him several times in an instant, bleeding out.

At the same time, the bloodthirsty demon vine smelled blood, and immediately followed it, breaking the blue shirt Yuanying body protection aura.

The next moment, the bloodthirsty demon vine got into the bleeding place, and the huge leaf bud suddenly sucked——

In an instant, all the flesh and blood of the blue-shirted Nascent Soul was eaten up!

A strand of Primordial Spirit escaped from the Zi Mansion and was hit by a black-gold rapier. When it flipped over, it vanished into thin air.

The entire battle took less than half an hour, and both Nascent Souls were destroyed.

Although it was just a test for this new disciple, it was expected that both Nascent Souls would be damaged!

363 Battle 2

After slaying two Nascent Souls, Xu Ziqing stood in the middle of a demon vine, and his handsome appearance matched the ferocious demon vine, which made it seem a little weird.

And Yun Lie's eyes flashed with black gold light, and the sword intent in the sky turned into a ray of light, and disappeared in an instant.

The two are one after the other, seemingly far apart, but there seems to be a kind of qi connection between them, making people feel that they are mixed together and difficult to deal with.

On the boat-shaped instrument, there is still one Primordial Spirit and three Primordial Infants.

Logically speaking, to deal with one Nascent Soul early stage and one Jindan late stage, under the suppression of the two late Nascent Soul realms, it should be a steady victory. But who would have guessed that the two late Nascent Souls were killed instead? Especially the one in white was actually a sword cultivator, which surprised them.

Sure enough, there are two brushes that dare to do this pillar-guarding thing.

The Spirit Transformation cultivator secretly calculated in his heart, realizing that all the tricks he had just seen could be defeated, so he raised his hand and commanded: "Mao De, you go with me."

Although the number of people in the Baiyun Mountain Region is quite large, they cannot be consumed arbitrarily. Since the two people are known to be difficult, they should not let those who are inferior to them go to die. It would be the best policy for him, the higher realm, and the one with the most cultivation of the remaining three to act together.

There was a strong man in a huáng-colored cloak clasped his fists and responded, "Yes! Senior Brother Liang!"

The unspecified two Nascent Souls had previously seen the tragic death of two of the same sect, and they were already shocked. Thinking of their own cultivation, they were quite apprehensive. Hearing the words of Liang's surname Hua Shen at this time, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately understood the good intentions of this brother Liang.

Now they only hope that Senior Brother Liang can solve the two juniors smoothly, otherwise...the few of them bowing in the hands of those two people will really be disgraced.

Liang surname Huashen didn't say much. It was a tough idea, or it was directly crushed, so there was no need for nonsense!

Immediately, he and the big man in the cloak shook their bodies and appeared on the top of the Tianzhu together.

Yun Lie's eyes fell on the god.

At the same time, Xu Ziqing also confronted the big man with a cloak.

This time is much more difficult than before.

All the ancestors of Nascent Soul have their own body-protecting aura, just like a layer of copper wall and iron wall, Jindan cultivator cannot break it.

If not, Xu Ziqing only had to let Rong Jin surround people, why would it be so difficult?

But now, he can only rely on the magic to delay the time, and after the senior brother has solved the transformation of the gods, he will cooperate with him to kill this Nascent Soul.

After thinking about it in his heart, Xu Ziqing didn't have any fear in his expression.

Up to now, there is no need for the two sides to have any greetings.

Start with qiáng first!

Xu Ziqing said in his mouth, "Duh!"

A cloud of blue light instantly condensed on the fingertips, straight ahead.

The azure light fell to the ground, and it instantly turned into a seedling.

Then countless cyan lights flickered continuously, and immediately turned into a row of giant trees like steel, just like many guards, firmly guarding the front!

At the same time that Xu Ziqing turned the blue light, the big man in the cloak also turned into a mass of sand-like things, sweeping the sky and covering the sky.

As soon as the giant tree branches and leaves swung, they slapped the huáng sand suddenly—

However, although it is the blocking part, the rest of the sand still perseveres, traversing the obstacles and rushing straight towards it!

Xu Ziqing's expression was slightly cold, and he didn't notice the movement of his fingers.

In an instant, a giant tree appeared behind the giant tree, layer upon layer, almost turning into a forest.

Each layer of giant trees can weaken a bit of sand, but if it continues, it only cuts off a small half.

Seeing that the huáng sand is getting closer and closer, it seems to devour Xu Ziqing!

Xu Ziqing smiled and said, "Change!"

The next moment, the nearest layer of giant trees turned into more than ten tigers, each of them opened their huge mouths and bit them at the huáng sand!

The largest group of them was suddenly raised by the leading tiger and swallowed in one bite!

This is the "All things transforming into spirits", which makes ten thousand trees become all things.

After years of training, Xu Ziqing has gone through hundreds of changes

, so that his methods emerge in an endless stream, and there are many more changes.

Now, it is just in use.

At this time, many fierce tigers were squatting on the ground, trying to chew the sand in their mouths, treating it as something delicious.

But Xu Ziqing never took it lightly. Although his spells are wonderful, but a late Nascent Soul who has experienced many battles, how can such a spell be easily solved? There are bound to be mishaps.

Sure enough, although the tigers chewed happily, suddenly, they couldn't help crying.

The originally shriveled belly suddenly swelled as if it had eaten ten meals!

Gradually, the belly swelled into a huge ball, and the fur was taut, as if it had reached its limit—

"Bang!"

There was only a loud bang, and the stomachs of more than ten tigers actually burst, and "crash la la" dripped out all over the place.

These huáng sands gathered quickly and were constantly accumulating.

In the blink of an eye, it was already about to become a human figure.

Xu Ziqing stared at the huáng sand, and a gourd appeared in his palm.

He quickly recited the magic formula, and the mouth of the gourd gave birth to a powerful force of attraction!

Immediately, there was a gust of wind all around, and some sand grains were quickly absorbed by the gourd on the edge of the gathering sand!

But Xu Ziqing's movements were obviously still two points slower.

Although the gourd is a powerful magic weapon, the huáng sand has already shaped the appearance of a human being, and in just a few breaths, it has become the real face of a huáng cloak.

His qi and blood didn't seem to be damaged, but his expression was not good-looking. Obviously, he did not expect Xu Ziqing to have such a means - no matter who he is, no matter what he looks like, if he is swallowed by some fierce shòu , is always unbearable.

The big man in the cloak glanced at Xu Ziqing indifferently, opened his mouth, and spat out a small black cauldron.

The cauldron revolved once in the air, the lid of the cauldron was lifted, and several streams of black-brown sand poured out in an instant!

A stench came over him.

Xu Ziqing immediately understood that this sand stream was poisonous!

From the methods just now, he also guessed that the big man with the cloak was clearly an earth cultivator, but his way was a little weird. He could transform into sand and spit poison sand. There is a sense of yīn poisonous and sneaky.

Fortunately, wood can overcome soil, and he has many woods, which is much better than letting him meet monks with other attributes of the same realm.

In the blink of an eye, the sand flow had already surrounded Xu Ziqing.

Xu Ziqing frowned slightly, and when he raised his hand, a layer of green leaves immediately gathered into a wall, protecting him from top to bottom.

Such a form made him feel like he was in a sealed green cover, and he felt a lot safer immediately.

The sand stream "pususu" came over, but all hit the hood.

Then, a sound of "swoosh" was heard, and most of the leaves on the outer layer of the hood were immediately corroded. Xu Ziqing cast the spell again, and the leaves were revived and revitalized.

However, the sand flow is like a water current, rushing dàng, and it does not stop.

Those leaves are good, but how long can they last?

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the big man huáng cloak. He raised two fingers in his right hand to manipulate the cauldron to spew out more arsenoside, but his left hand grabbed it in the air, holding a strange-shaped magic weapon that looked like a pestle but not a pestle and a stick but not a stick. .

He recited the incantation again, and the strange-shaped magic weapon came out of the sky, with a sharp end, and it was about to pierce the green cover!

"Pfft-"

At the same moment, countless vines swarmed and blocked the front of the hood together!

The strange-shaped magic weapon was stabbing on the vine, making a few muffled noises.

I don't know what kind of magic weapon this is. It's so sharp that even the bloodthirsty demon vines that cannot be damaged by ordinary treasures have pierced some.

Fortunately, not too deep, there is another vine coming from the side, twisting the front end, has pulled out the magic weapon, and thrown it away in an instant.

Huáng cloak big man was startled.

His magic weapon has been tempered many times, and it can be called a middle-grade treasure close to the top-grade.

Previously, he thought that this thing could easily tear apart all obstacles and directly solve the Jindan child, but he never imagined that the child released some vines that could not only eat flesh and blood, but also a bit weird on top of hardness!

The huáng cloak man's attitude could not help but become more dignified.

He manipulated the magic weapon and fought with the bloodthirsty demon vine.

The vines dance wildly, the magic weapon pierces, you won't let me, I won't give up, I want to subdue the other party.

Countless arsenosand were sprayed recklessly, densely adhering to the leaf cover, turning the gleaming green into a pothole.

It really was a fierce fight!

But in a short period of time, he couldn't help each other for a while.

Xu Ziqing calmed down and smiled bitterly in his heart.

He seems to be very calm, but in reality, his real essence is gradually empty... Yuan Ying's ancestors are so powerful, even if his skills are excellent and he can deal with it temporarily, it is really just delaying time. Every time he supported the big man in the cloak to attack, he would be weakened by a few points.

The more powerful the trick, the more effective the spell against the enemy, the greater the consumption to him.