The wind is fierce, and the hot fire spirit burns the air red.

The fire was fierce in the distance, and above the low mountain peak, Zhao Xun looked at the three people opposite him.

These monks were wearing black robes outside, and there was no sign on them, but Zhao Xun still "sniffed" a familiar smell.

For all casual cultivators and kidnapping, their magic power fluctuations often appear to be mixed, not as pure as those of the sect disciples. The magic power and aura of these people are very weak. He has sensed it from the previous high and short kidnapping, so he suddenly noticed it.

"Several fellow Taoists followed me sneakily. What do you mean?" Zhao Xun's face was expressionless, and the clear water wheel in his hand slowly floated out, turning slowly in his palm.

After breaking through to the seventh level of Qi training, his spiritual consciousness spread to a distance of 60 feet. When these people just approached, they were immediately noticed by their spiritual consciousness. After leaving Huoyuan Mountain, they broke away from the sight of the disciples of the Guiyou Law Enforcement Team and came here.

Sure enough, these people followed immediately.

"You know we've been following you?"

The male cultivator in the middle flashed and asked.

At the same time, on both sides, two other monks walked to the side, sacrificed their magic weapons, and vaguely surrounded Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun glanced at both sides from the corner of his eyes and asked lightly: "Is it Meng E who sent you here?"

As soon as this is said.

The man's face changed slightly, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He handed a look on his left and right, took out a long golden sword from the storage bag and singed it out.

The long sword is brilliant golden in color, and quickly changes into a length of one meter under the infusion of magic power. The breath of Geng Jin is rich and it has a sharp aura.

The two monks on both sides also had a great intention to kill themselves. After receiving the signal from the leading male cultivator, they immediately activated the magic weapon.

In an instant, three magic weapons attacked Zhao Xun at the same time.

Among these monks, only the golden long sword in the hands of the male cultivator was a top-grade magic weapon, and the other two used medium-grade magic weapons. Even so, the power of the three magic weapons was enough to make any one of them startled in the late stage of Qi training.

"Since I broke through, I have never tried the sharp magic weapon in my hand, and I just borrowed your head to use it!"

Zhao Xun let out a long roar, and the black water mana rolled around his body, and the rich and abundant water vapor formed black water smoke around his body, making him look like a demon and a demon.

With a finger, the vast and pure black water mana poured into the clear water wheel.

Suddenly, this high-quality top-grade magic weapon burst out with a brilliant green light. Inside the soul, the soul of the blue water wheel echoed from afar, making the power of the blue water wheel reach a terrifying level.

"Shit!"

The three magic weapons collided with the blue water wheel, making a sharp and harsh sound.

Two tiny sounds were cracked, and a black crack appeared on the two medium-grade magic instruments on the left and right.

The sharp sawtooth of the Bishui Wheel rotated rapidly, constantly cutting the opponent's magic weapon. In just a moment of impact, these two medium-grade magic weapons were greatly damaged. Only the top-grade golden sword barely resisted the Bishui Wheel's offensive.

"Top magic weapon!"

The two monks on both sides were panicked and hurriedly summoned the magic weapon back. They felt distressed and were extremely uneasy.

When Meng E looked for them, he didn't say that Zhao Xun had a top magic weapon. Could it be that this bastard deliberately cheated them?

"Don't panic! He is only practicing Qi seventh level, and his magic power is limited, so he can't last for the top magic weapon!"

The male cultivator in the lead was also very shocked that Zhao Xun could actually possess top magic weapons. After forcibly calmed down, he shouted at the two monks and activated the golden sword to try his best to block the green water wheel.

At the same time, he reached out and grabbed it and took out several talismans from the storage bag.

"Go to die!" The male cultivator roared and threw out all seven or eight medium-grade talismans, and his magic power activates the spiritual energy in it.

The fire rain, ice skates, vines, etc. in the talisman exploded in an instant, waving all over the sky, landing towards Zhao Xun.

At this moment, the other two monks also calmed down.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and a mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out of their mouths. Their hands quickly formed seals like flywheels, and a red fireball condensed in front of them.

"Firebird Technique!"

Just when Zhao Xun was wondering if these two people had called the wrong spell name, the two fireballs actually merged.

A red-shaped firebird hangs in the air, flapping its wings and soaring. Countless meteor-like fire rains land from the wings of the firebird. Then the firebird dives down like a meteorite!

After using this technique, the two monks instantly became exhausted and collapsed on the ground, losing half of their strength.

This attack is really powerful, not only contains magic weapons, talisman attacks, but also magic secrets.

Zhao Xun looked up and stood still like a reef in the sea. Until the talisman and magic attacks followed one after another, he pinched a seal in his hand.

In an instant, nine ice skates condensed, emitting a cold frost.

"Sizi!"

Nine swords slashed out in succession, and the mid-level talisman attack was instantly destroyed by the extremely cold energy contained in the ice snatch.

"A perfect ice spell?!"

The leading male cultivator had a ferocious look and blurted out in shock.

I mentioned before that there are four stages of introductory practice, small success, great success, and complete success.

The perfect spell can not only be instantly emitted, but also has a power that is even more powerful than the big success. The small success is countless times more than it can exert the power of turning decay into magic.

But a perfect spell takes decades or even a hundred years of hard practice to achieve it.

In fact, Zhao Xun's ice-cutting technique is only a small achievement, far from reaching the perfect level. It seemed to be released instantly just now, but in fact he had already used his magic power to circulate Zhou Tian to release it in an instant.

As for the power comparable to the perfect level, it is the credit of Xuanming True Water and Black Water Transformation True Method.

"Swish!"

An ice-cold round mirror emerged from behind Zhao Xun's forehead. After injecting 30% of the black water magic power, the Cold Mirror shone out a blue cold light.

"Kabi" The fire rain was frozen all over the sky, and the firebirds that were swooping down from the sky were also frozen by the cold light, turning into ice lumps and falling on the ground, making a muffled sound.

"Escape!!"

The male cultivator's hair stood up and forced the golden sword artifact to pull out, turned around and turned into a light to escape and fled back, without caring about the other two companions who were limp on the ground.

"It's too late to escape now!"

With his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at the male cultivator who was escaping from afar, Zhao Xun sneered.

The magic power is operative in a specific way, pulling the infusion of the black gold energy, and a black and golden light slowly emerges from the fingers.

"Swoosh"

Black finger light cuts through the sky.

The male cultivator who was fleeing wildly froze, and felt his body feel cold. He looked down and suddenly found that a transparent hole had been pierced through his chest.

"Ah!!!" A shrill scream came out of his mouth.

His body fell from mid-air and fell to the ground with only a vague mass of flesh and blood...

Such a dead state made the other two monks tremble with their hearts and their bodies trembled. They looked at Zhao Xun like a devil, crawling and moving backwards.

"Dao, fellow Taoist, please spare my life! We were only instructed by Meng E to come to Huoyuan Mountain to teach fellow Taoist a lesson. We have no intention of killing! There are injustices and debts..."

Before the two of them could finish speaking, a burst of black smoke rolled over them.

When the black smoke dissipated, only two white skeletons were left on the ground. In Zhao Xun's hand, a hundred ghost banner was stirred without wind, and ghosts appeared on the banner, with three more than before.

Hundred Ghost Banners can sacrifice ghosts and ghosts.

The souls of these three cultivators at the eighth level of Qi training are good materials for sacrifice and refining into ghosts. After being transformed into ghosts, they are much stronger than ordinary ghost servants.

"If a person is not cruel, he will not stand firm!"

"Since I dare to intercept me, I must be prepared to die."
Chapter completed!