With A Crippled Spiritual Core, I Become The Boss Of The Cultivation World

Zhao Jing obviously did not expect that she would be abandoned by Gu Feng like this.

Maybe he should have thought of this when he and Gu Feng conspired to assassinate Meng Changyou, Zhou Xu and others.

Maybe swap him with Gu Feng, and he will make the same choice as Gu Feng.

But now the result is that he was abandoned.

He originally used his own mana that was a bit stronger than Wang Ping's, and he had already slightly suppressed the scorching power that spread in his body, and he was waiting to completely disperse and refine it in one go.

But Xiaofeng's sudden attack forced him to get up and prepare to deal with it.

It's just that before he could use his mana to cast a defensive spell, the wind blade that Xiao Feng spit out had already arrived in front of him.

Finally, he had a lot of fighting experience, so he slightly turned his body in time and let the wind blade pass by, leaving only a bloodstain on his armpit.

But just as he dodged the blow, Xiao Feng rushed in front of him at an extremely fast speed, and slapped him out with a single claw.

Then, accompanied by a shrill scream, Zhao Jing, the seventh-level qi-refining cultivator, was killed.

Of course, Gu Feng, who was chasing Wang Ping, heard Zhao Jing's scream before he died.

But he didn't stop for the slightest bit because of this, instead he desperately squeezed his body and pursued it even more fiercely.

Now that Zhao Jing has fallen, the demon wolf, Xiao Feng, will soon come back to help Wang Ping. He must break the "water wave cover" on Wang Ping before that.

Whoosh whoosh!

Under the control of Gu Feng, one water arrow after another shot towards Wang Ping.

The distance between the two was only ten feet, and the speed of the water arrow was so fast that it was difficult for Wang Ping to dodge.

Once he wanted to dodge the water arrow, Gu Feng would quickly bring the two closer together.

So he basically can only hard-attack the attacks of the water arrows one after another, and occasionally use tree trunks to cover up to help weaken the power of the spell.

As for turning back and fighting back, he currently does not have the strength to cast spells at a high speed like Gu Feng, which requires a deep understanding of spells, which can only be mastered after years of constant practice.

Ordinary people generally become weaker and weaker as they get older, but immortal cultivators get stronger as they get older, and the longer they live, the stronger their ability to master spells.

After chasing and escaping like this for a period of time, before Xiao Feng rushed over, Gu Feng finally broke Wang Ping's protective shield with five or six "water archery" techniques.

When he saw the aqua blue mask on Wang Ping's body shattered, Gu Feng couldn't hide his joy and burst into laughter: "Hahaha, stinky boy, keep running, without the defense spell, I think you still how……"

With a smile, his eyes stared, like a duck stuck in his neck, and his voice disappeared in an instant.

It turned out that the moment the "water wave mask" on his body was broken, Wang Ping decisively inspired the second magic talisman with the "water wave mask" sealed, and re-supported an aqua blue mask outside his body.

And at this time, Wang Ping took the initiative to speak to him for the first time since the war started.

"Boss Gu, you have always claimed to be smart. You might as well take a guess and see if there is a third magic talisman on the boy!"

The words with a hint of playfulness came out of Wang Ping's mouth, which instantly made Gu Feng's complexion flush like a piece of pig liver, making him ashamed and angry, unable to contain his anger.

He was actually played by a hairy boy whose cultivation base was far inferior to him, his age was far inferior to him, and he had never been in his eyes!

And now he bluntly mocked him, how could he not be mad.

"Stinky boy, you are courting death!"

He let out an angry roar, and the long-cone magic weapon that he had been holding in his hand instantly shot out towards Wang Ping.

Previously, he kept the magic weapon in his hand, in order to prevent Wang Ping from having any other means to counterattack, so that he could use this magic weapon to resist and intercept in time, and it was also used as a reliance to deter Sao Feng, so that the demon wolf did not dare to approach easily. Own.

Now, under Wang Ping's ridicule, and Wang Ping's lack of any strong counterattack, he finally could not bear to sacrifice the magic weapon.

The blue-black long cone shot out from Gu Feng's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black light and hit the shield on Wang Ping's body.

Under the attack of this low-level magic weapon, the shield that could have resisted seven or eight "Water Archery" attacks immediately appeared a lot of cracks, and it seemed that another "Water Archery" attack would be able to break it directly.

This is the power of a magic weapon, and this is why the immortal cultivators on Jinzhu Island are trying their best to buy a magic weapon for themselves.

Just because the distance was beyond the control range of Gu Feng's consciousness, the long-cone magic weapon fell to the ground after hitting Wang Ping's protective shield.

Originally, this was not a big deal. Even if Wang Ping took the opportunity to pick up the long-cone magic tool at this time, as long as Gu Feng got close to him, he could use his spiritual sense to take back the magic tool, or even directly control the magic tool in his hand. The magic weapon assassinated him.

In the battle of immortals, unless one party's cultivation base is far superior to the other party's, they can directly suppress the opponent's magic weapon with their powerful mana and consciousness.

Otherwise, if a cultivator of the same rank fights, even if there is a chance to get the enemy's magic weapon, no one dares to actually take it.

But today this situation is a bit unexpected.

I saw Wang Ping suddenly stretched out his hand~www.wuxiahere.com~, revealing a palm-sized silver clam shell in his hand, and then with a surge of mana in his palm, the silver clam shell opened a gap, and a ray of silver light fell. to the long cone on the ground.

Under this ray of silver brilliance, the long-cone magic weapon swayed and struggled a little, and then shrank into an embroidery needle and flew into the clam shell under Gu Feng's shocked gaze.

"No! What kind of magic weapon are you? How can you cut off the connection between me and the magic weapon? What did you do to my ice cone?"

Gu Feng stopped in shock, looked at Wang Ping in disbelief, and shouted loudly, his eyes full of incredulity.

The imprint of his consciousness in the low-level magic weapon, the Cold Ice Awl, can ensure that he has a certain sense of this magic tool within a thousand feet, so that even when fighting at sea, the magic weapon accidentally falls into the sea and falls into the sea. Under the sea, you can also use induction to find a way to dive down to find the magic weapon.

Of course, if the magic weapon fell into the ocean that is hundreds of feet deep, it would definitely be out of the question, and we had to give up the magic weapon.

This kind of induction cannot be isolated at all even if his magical instrument is put into the storage bag.

Moreover, the storage bag is only a fragile storage tool, it has no protective power, and it cannot isolate the cultivator's control of his own magic tool.

If someone dares to try to put the magic weapon of the master into it, as long as the master gets close to the control range of the consciousness, a single thought can make the magic weapon tear the storage bag and fly out, giving the enemy a painful lesson.

But now, when the ice pick was put into the silver clam shell, Gu Feng found that he had completely lost contact with this magic weapon, and he could no longer sense the slightest situation of this magic weapon.

How could such an unheard of method not make him horrified.