Ye Qing slowly opened his pupils at this moment, looked at the disciple of the Wine Demon Sect in front of him, and his mouth slightly raised

:"die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white light came out directly.

And at this moment.

The disciple of the Wine Demon Sect looked at the wound on his chest in a daze.

I saw that at some point, a dark white sword was directly inserted into my chest.

The extremely cold temperature kept gushing out of its wounds.

The surging cold air continued to condense at this moment.

It was even more condensed from it at this moment.

In just a short moment, you can see the dark blue ice, completely covering your body.

Ye Qing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and replied lightly: "Return!"

Then I saw the Hanli sword in the chest of the disciple of the Wine Demon Sect completely flew back at this moment.

Ye Qing licked his lips and saw a faint blue light slowly flowing above the Hanli Sword.

Instantly wash the blood on it slowly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ni Shang in the distance widened her eyes.

Although he knew Ye Qing was strong, he never expected that he was so powerful.

That is an inner disciple who is a foundation-building realm, how can he deal with it easily like a chicken or a duck?

Ye Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he waved his right hand lightly, instantly retracting the Hanli Sword.

He is just a foundation-building monk, and life or death is just the same.

"Click!"

"Click!"

...........

In front of Ni Shang, Ye Qing slowly crushed a crystal clear spirit stone.

These spiritual energy belonging to the top-grade spirit stones continues to gush out from it.

The surging spiritual energy continued to pour into Ye Qing's mouth and nose.

Ni Shang in the distance looked at Ye Qing wasting spirit stones so much, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

But after a closer look, I found that the size of the spirit stone is different from that of my lower-grade spirit stone?

Thinking of this, Ni Shang looked carefully and found that the spirit stone was three times the size of his lower-grade spirit stone.

The spiritual energy emitted in it can be felt even if you are dozens of meters away.

Moreover, the spiritual energy coming from such a long distance was several times stronger than the low-grade spirit stones in my hands.

'this....'

Ni Shang looked shocked, and even stuttered, exclaiming: "Can this be the top-grade spirit stone in the legend!!!"

"Is it so luxurious?"

The spirit stones that others use are ten thousand times that of themselves.

A medium-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for hundreds of low-grade spirit stones.

Similarly, a top-grade spirit stone can also be exchanged for hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones.

After this conversion, it will be calculated.

There are the spirit stones used by others to restore spiritual energy, which is ten thousand times that they use.

"This is so exaggerated!"

Ni Shang's eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Ye Qing in front of her, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Ye Qing waved his right hand lightly, and several top-grade spirit stones were completely shattered, and the spiritual energy consumed in his body slowly dissipated at this moment.

"call!"

Ye Qing took a deep breath of turbid air, and then the bronze heart protection mirror in front of him turned into a phantom at this moment and rushed into Ye Qing's mouth and nose.

Ye Qing raised his lips slightly, looked at Ni Shang in the distance, and said, "How is the reply?"

"It's already,, it's almost!"

Looking at Ye Qing's urging, Nishang stuttered and couldn't help but reply: "I've already replied halfway."

Hearing this.

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, patted the storage bag with his right hand, and took out a medium-grade spirit stone.

The spirit stone flew out and slowly landed in front of Ni Shang in front of her.

"Your spirit stone is too useless, use this!"

While speaking, Ye Qing slowly turned around and left.

Looking at Ye Qing's departure back, Ni Shang looked at the transparent medium-grade spirit stone on the ground, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Ye Qing was extremely fast and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

After this fierce battle, many disciples of Baojianmen were cleaning the battlefield.

Ye Qing has a special identity, so naturally he doesn’t need such trouble.

Of course, I found Lan Xiao’s figure leisurely and started chatting with her.

"You guys look sore!"

Looking at Ye Qing who was approaching once, Lan Xiaoxiu frowned slightly and couldn't help but snorted: "If you don't practice well, what are you doing here?"

Ye Qing shook his head slightly, waved his hand, and said lightly: "I won't come here, are you going to play with other disciples in the foundation-building realm?"

Listen to Ye Qing's words

Lan Xiao shook her head, looked at Ye Qing in front of her and said, "Then follow me."

Listen to Lan Xiao's words.

Ye Qing shook his body, followed Lan Xiao in an instant, and arrived at the top of an extremely huge mountain.

There was in the scene.

In addition to Lan Xiao, there is also the head of the sword sect.

The remaining Jindan elders of the sect are here.

Of course, these Jindan elders were all injured more or less.

At this time, Elder Xiao Jian was showing off his wealth in the air. The blood flashed through his sleeves, which showed that he must have suffered a lot of injuries.

Ye Qing touched his chin, slowly came to Elder Xiao Jian, bowed slightly, and said, "Elder Xiao Jian."

"Um!"

The moment he saw Ye Qing, Elder Xiao Jian waved his hand and said, "Why are you here? Isn't this an elder in a meeting?"

Ye Qing pointed to Lan Xiao in the distance and said, "It was my master who called me here."

Ye Qing's nonsense skills are not weak. He was pulling Lan Xiao over, but when he reached Ye Qing's mouth, Lan Xiao called him over.

Ye Qing didn't care about this, after all, Elder Xiao Jian wouldn't ask Lan Xiao because of this.

Ye Qing looked at the blood on Xiao Jian's sleeve and couldn't help but ask, "Elder Xiao Jian, the blood on your body..."

Xiao Jian raised his mouth slightly, looked at Ye Qing's concern, but said, "This is left behind by a fierce battle with a monk from the Wine Demon Sect. The Golden Elder had a strange magic spell. He accidentally left some injuries!"

Listening to Xiao Jian's words, Ye Qing knew it and couldn't help asking: "Then elder, what are the injuries on your body?"

Xiao Jian laughed: "It's just a small injury. After going back, I'll go into seclusion and reply for a while!"

When Ye Qing heard Xiao Jian say this, he felt relieved.

In this way, I feel relieved.

In addition to Xiao Jian, Ye Qing also discovered the old woman who had argued with Lan Xiao before.

The old woman was in charge of the teacher, with a wrinkle on her face, and her face was extremely pale with her naked eyes.

Obviously, this fierce battle has not been injured.

Seeing this, a hint of joy flashed across the corner of Ye Qing's mouth, and then slowly walked forward, looked at the old woman in front of him, and bowed slightly: "Elder, do you have something to do?"

"uh-huh???"

Listening to Ye Qing's words, the old woman's face turned pale and looked at Ye Qing in front of her, snorted coldly, waved her right hand hard, and her sleeves were full of wind.

He turned around and left, and he didn't want to pay attention to Ye Qing's words at all.

Ye Qing's words at this time were a bit joking.
To be continued...