Cultivating immortals is a hard job

Mo Xun secretly stepped back a few steps when he saw this scene.

He was now eager for the two to fight quickly, and it would be best if both sides were injured!

He really didn't expect that the situation would be reversed at this juncture!

At this moment, he really didn't know whether he should be thankful that he had so many enemies.

Wuji Sanren frowned and pointed at Mo Xun.

"Just hand him over to me, and you can set other conditions!"

To be honest, unless it was absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to fight a foundation-building cultivator at this time.

Even hundreds of years ago, he could make the other party disappear with a wave of his hand.

"Conditions?"

Qi Shan had a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?"

While speaking, Qi Shan suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Wuji Sanren.

He suddenly slapped his palm and blasted Wuji Sanren's chest.

Wuji Sanren's movements were obviously not slow either. The moment Qi Shan appeared, he raised his hands to cover his chest.

After a muffled sound, Wuji Sanren flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Obviously, the difference in realm made the two people not on the same level at all.

Seeing the fight between the two, Mo Xun couldn't help but sweat for Wuji Sanren!

Qi Shan laughed again.

"Young man, even if you are at the peak of Qi Refining, as long as you have not established your foundation, you will always be a gnat shaking a tree in my hands!"

Wuji Sanren stood up from a patch of grass, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was indescribably gloomy!

"You are just a person in the early stage of foundation building, and you dare to be arrogant in front of me. Well, I will give up most of my blood and essence today to let you see what a gnat is!"

As soon as the voice fell, Wuji Sanren suddenly took out three silver needles and quickly pierced his head.

Then, several wisps of green smoke rose from behind his head, and his aura was rising rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Seeing the strangeness of Wuji Sanren, Qi Shan couldn't help but frown. Unlike Mo Xun, he could clearly feel that the other party's cultivation had changed in a short period of time.

In a few breaths, he broke through the peak of Qi Refining and approached the initial stage of Foundation Building.

And Wuji Sanren's eyes turned blood red as if they were soaked in blood.

Obviously, he was using some secret technique to forcibly raise his cultivation.

Mo Xun looked at Wuji Sanren in confusion. It was the first time he saw such a situation.

However, the closer the strength of the two people was, the more beneficial it would be for him.

At this moment, he was waiting for the two to fight so as to find an opportunity to escape.

Qi Shan's face finally showed some solemnity. He noticed that the other party had just called himself "this seat".

This title is not something that ordinary people dare to use. Even he is not qualified.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly thought of a possibility, and his face instantly became wonderful.

But after a moment, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. It seems that he has lived for a long time, and even his courage has become much smaller.

Even if the other party was powerful before, what does it matter? Now that he has taken over another body and reborn, he is just a Qi Refining cultivator!

Wuji Sanren in the distance looked at Qi Shan expressionlessly, and his hands quickly formed a seal.

Under the other party's cold eyes, Qi Shan's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

For the first time in his life, facing a low-level cultivator, he had an idea of ​​​​keeping things quiet.

"I don't care who you are, I just want a volume of skills from this person, whether it is killing or cutting, it has nothing to do with me!"

Wuji Sanren heard this and stopped his hand suddenly.

Mo Xun secretly said that it was bad!

This is what he feared most.

Although both of them had a grudge against him, their goals did not conflict. If they really shook hands and made peace, he would have no way to deal with it.

Just when he was feeling uneasy, Wuji Sanren suddenly sneered.

"Too late!"

Hearing this, Qi Shan was immediately furious. He didn't hesitate to beg for peace with a junior, but he didn't buy it!

"What a big tone, then let me see how much weight you have."

Qi Shan snorted coldly. Since the words had been spoken, he didn't plan to hold back. He even complained to himself in his heart. It seems that the comfort of these years has indeed made him a lot more timid.

At this time, Wuji Sanren finally completed the spell.

Then he roared "divide" in his mouth, and strangely, he transformed into three identical him.

Four Wuji Sanren, each holding a formation flag in his hand, appeared around Qishan and formed a square.

Mo Xun couldn't help but blink his eyes. He was most curious about this kind of illusion technique. Every time he saw such a mysterious thing, he would feel amazing.

When Mo Xun saw the formation flags in the hands of the four people, he understood the other party's intention in an instant.

Obviously, although Wuji Sanren had forcibly improved his cultivation, there must be a gap between him and the real foundation-building cultivators.

If there was a head-on conflict, he might not get any benefits, so he wanted to win with the formation.

Qi Shan naturally saw the trick here, and while he was awe-inspiring, he had already taken out a long red mace and suddenly threw it at one of the Wuji Sanren.

At this time, Wuji Sanren shouted again: "Four Phases and Two Principles Formation, rise!"

The four formation flags, at the same time, echoed each other and connected into one, forming a light golden square light shield, trapping Qi Shan in it.

The red mace hit the light shield in mid-air, making a loud noise, and even the surrounding ground trembled.

However, the light shield only flickered for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Mo Xun, who was standing aside, had already slowly retreated. Although he also wanted to see the battle between the foundation-building cultivators, he still valued his life more than that.

Qi Shan, who was in the magic circle, saw that his attack had failed, and quickly pinched a few Taoist formulas with his hands. The red mace in the air suddenly turned into a fire dragon, and after a roar, it hit the light shield hard.

After a "boom", the fire dragon dissipated and turned into a red mace again.

There were also slight cracks on the golden light shield, and the four Wuji Sanren spit out blood at the same time.

Mo Xun knew that the opportunity had come!

He used the wind control technique under his feet, glanced in a direction at random, and he went away quickly without looking back.

Just when he was anxious and secretly thankful for this encounter, he did not expect that a sharp palm wind suddenly attacked from behind.

When he realized the danger, it was obviously too late.

It was like a mountain crashing into him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of thick blood and fly out.

In an instant, he felt as if his Dantian meridians were shattered, and he fell heavily on the grass.