Chapter 112

This is the first time that Qin Yi fought with an immortal cultivator. In the past, all the fighting targets were mortals, warriors and monsters.

Besides, most of the monsters he faced were from physics department, supplemented by martial arts. Cheng Cheng should be the main one, but we haven't played.

So his previous battles were basically physical fights.

At present, this pure void is really a pure mage.

There is almost no pure and empty move and dodge. There is no sense of sensitivity and explosive force in his body. However, you can't hit him. The Earth Shield emerging from his body at any time blocks the physical attack of the mace and the electric shock from the cold door.

While resisting the attack, a pair of zombie like hands appeared at the foot of Qin Yi, holding his ankle.

You can feel a sense that flesh and blood are being extracted crazily. Qin Yi quickly swings his stick and smashes the hand. The ground returns to normal, as if the hand never existed. All of a sudden, there were ten thousand sharp spikes in the air, which surrounded Qin Yi and then roared down like thousands of arrows.

It's a very traditional five element earth and stone technique, plus some Yin corpse methods. By the way, there are also restricted techniques.

Qin Yi clearly felt that his body had become very heavy. It was very difficult for him to move to avoid the spikes. At the same time, he was breathing hard, as if his mouth and nose were blocked by mud.

This is the simultaneous release of many Taoist methods, all instant.

Qin Qi circulates in his body, and soon breaks free from the shackles of gravity. Then he rolls around one by one, narrowly avoiding thousands of spikes. His arm has been damaged.

This is the first battle of the immortals that Qin Yi faced.

Mages are not easy to fight.

In particular, a mage from the late stage of Qin's heart to the level of perfection surpasses Qin's own. Qin Yi was not easy to deal with these several quick acting skills, but it was just a kind of attack of pure emptiness.

In Qingxu's eyes, he didn't really regard the fourth floor of Fengchu as an opponent worthy of attention. His real opponent was the electric mouse at the peak of Huaxing.

Qingxu was a little weaker than the cold gate. He left his Qingxu palace and was bound by the array flag. It was possible that he could be planted here just because of a poor gate. He had no mind to manage Qin's game.

The sound of electric current flashed by, and Qingxu's body was surrounded by thin electric current. Qin Yi could see that although the current was small, its power was not small at all. If it was calculated in volts, it might be tens of thousands.

"Boom A purple thunder light came down from the sky. Qingxu murmured and offered a Bagua mirror in hand, throwing it up.

Thunder light hit on the Bagua mirror, but it was frozen there.

At this time, the chubby body of the poor gate ran into the pure and empty Earth Shield as quickly as thunder. The short ten fingers opened and pressed on the shield surface.

The crackling electric current exploded, and the Earth Shield was already cracked.

At this time, Qin Yi pinched a magic formula.

The fire on the ground roared up, and the tongue of fire bypassed the Earth Shield and surrounded Qingxu from below.

Qingxu angrily yelled: "get up!"

The ground cracked, and the tongue of fire was absorbed by the ground, and it was almost invisible. At the same time, the cold door face a little stiff, Qin Yi also some color change.

A hundred times more powerful than the gravity shackle just now, the pressure is squeezed on the body, as if there are ten thousand catties of huge force, to crush the whole person into meat and mud.

Qingxu gave a grim smile: "a phoenix four layer human, said you are a national master, really think it's great? Be honest for me first, wait for me to deal with the mouse, and then slowly prepare your flesh and blood! "

The withered hands suddenly closed.

Visible crimson waves covered the cold door, and the chubby figure began to move.

Han men looked calm and felt a ball.

As the ball flew out, forked lightning exploded, mingled with the ripples, and made a harsh collision and friction sound.

Zidian and Bagua mirror are in a stalemate, and the ripples and orbs in front of them are in a stalemate. Both sides do not act for a moment, but only activate the mana.

Qingxu sneered: "if in the distance, I may not be your mouse's opponent, but it's your fault to keep me in the middle of the mountain."

The look of the cold door changed slightly, and he already felt that under the Qingxu door, he was going to this side for help. It doesn't matter whether their strength can affect the victory or defeat. Just drag it a little to let Qingxu have time to break the array. If the binding effect of the array flag disappears, Qingxu can shrink back to his Taoist temple.

He didn't dare to break into it.

At this time, Qin Yi moved.

The huge force of the ten thousand jin extrusion seemed to be nonexistent. The mace ran several feet away and hit the cracked earth shield around Qingxu's body.

The stick was several times heavier than the previous one, and the shield was smashed to pieces just by the sound of "click".

Qingxu was shocked, and the Taoist robe suddenly swelled. The wolf toothed stick knocked on the bulging Taoist robe and was taken to the side.

Qin Yi's action does not stop, and the stick is taken to the waist of Qingxu.

Where can a mage avoid the thunder of a congenital warrior? Qingxu didn't even react to dodge, so he was kicked."Bang!" Qingxu rolled several times in confusion, and could no longer control the eight trigrams mirror in the sky. The eight trigrams mirror was slashed by purple lightning, and the thunder fell straight down and fell heavily on Qingxu.

Qingxu was convulsed for a moment and lay on the ground in a dark state.

He turned his head slowly. The skin on his dark face was aging rapidly. The burnt black faded away. His face began to turn blue and white, and gradually there were corpse spots.

Qin Yi sighed. This is really a dead man. He can live like a living man. The art of refining corpses is really magical.

Qingxu's body was gradually corpse, but his eyes were still turning. His eyes were full of incredible color when he looked at Qin Yi.

"You How can you, a friar on the fourth floor of Fengchu, break my shield just like nobody else did

Han men crouched beside him with a smile: "Qin Yi, the national master of Nanli, is actually a very reckless warrior. Mang Mountain, a wild man in the West wilderness, is actually a wizard. "

Qingxu: "is it..."

Qin Yi glared at the cold door and said, "how can you be so clear about my affairs?"

"I'll tell you later." The cold door opened his fat hand with a smile, and the current in his palm ran out: "the villain died of talking too much. I don't want to be a villain. I'll kill him first."

Qingxu showed an ugly smile: "you can't kill me."

Just as he spoke, his body had melted into the soil.

The look of Hanmen changed greatly. When I turned my head and looked around, I didn't know when the array flag had been tilted, and there was no effect of binding the earth's veins any more.

In the air came the innocent Laughter: "when I am really poor, I will give the real treasures to others casually? It's just a fake flag that lasts only a moment. On the day of my recovery, you will be the time when you give me the head, and the human will also wait for me... "

Looking ugly, he turned his head to Qin Yi and said, "taking advantage of his serious injury, it is the only chance to attack Qingxu palace."

Qin Yi looked up to the top of the mountain. There were some Taoists rushing down. At this time, he went back in a hurry.

From the sea of knowledge came the tassel's words: "Qin Yi, this pure and empty practice has not reached the level of cutting off the water veins, let alone floating in the sky, he is far away."

The judgment of tassel on practice is absolutely what it says. If it is not pure and empty, then it is not pure and empty.

The secret of this mountain is not so simple that it can't be set foot in any more, or it will be pit dead.

He did not pay attention to the cold door, directly turned down the mountain: "since the Qingxu injury is serious, you can solve it yourself. It's meaningless for me to not participate in the fourth floor of Fengchu."

The cold door choked for a moment and was about to say something. Suddenly there was a hustle and bustle at the foot of the mountain. Many people went up the mountain.

Qin Yi also subconsciously stopped to look down the mountain, but saw Wang Yuan with a lot of servants, surrounded by two Taoist nuns: "the two fairies said that most of the magic is in this mountain, the immortal can be the master of the small people."

Qin Yi looked at one of the nuns, his head full of ellipsis.

Minghe, didn't you go back to the temple and shut down?

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