Mortal Cultivation: Immortality begins with the Spirit Gathering Array!

"What makes this Tianlinggen boy confident of defeating a perfect Qi-refining monk who possesses two top-quality magic weapons?"

"Is it a powerful one-time magic weapon? Or a high-level life-saving talisman?"

Su Ming looked at the two people fighting Xu Yang and thought to himself, and then shook his head in his heart.

Listening to the conversation between the two, He Chen's status in the He family was not lower than that of Xu Yang, the Tianlinggen monk, or even higher.

Whether it's a one-time magic weapon or a powerful magic talisman, He Chen is definitely much better than Xu Yang. It's obviously unrealistic to defeat He Chen with such an ordinary trump card.

Just when Su Ming was a little confused, Xu Yang's high-grade magical weapon, the Flying Sword, was cut off by the Liangyi Soul-Chasing Blade. Its spiritual power was greatly damaged and it seemed to be completely scrapped.

The Liangyi Soul-Chasing Blade is worthy of the name of a complete set of top-grade magic weapons, and its power is a bit stronger than ordinary top-grade magic weapons. If Xu Yang hadn't sacrificed a second-level Xuanshui amulet in time, with only the top-grade defensive magic weapon in his hand, I'm afraid He will be killed within a few moves.

"Xu Yang has run out of mana, and He Chen has also lost a lot of mana. If we make a sneak attack at this time, there is a high chance of killing both of them..."

Seeing that Xu Yang was in danger, Su Ming's eyes flashed and he was ready to take action.

If Xu Yang died in the hands of He Chen, and the other party's attack was not serious or serious, causing serious damage to this "precious" body, its value to Su Ming would be greatly reduced.

But just when Su Ming was about to sneak attack He Chen, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance in his nose, which seemed to come from the place where Xu Yang and the two were fighting.

Where does the fragrance come from in the secret passage?

poison gas! ?

Su Ming's eyes flickered, and he immediately held his breath, using his magic power to isolate all the surrounding air.

"Linggan Theory" records many methods of demonic cultivators. Setting traps, poisoning, sneak attacks, etc. are the favorite methods of demonic cultivators.

The book says:

If you smell any strange smell during the fight, you must be more vigilant, otherwise you may be tempted by your opponent's tricks.

Perhaps it was because he could only smell a trace of it. Su Ming looked inside his body with his spiritual consciousness and found no traces of poisoning. However, when Su Ming mobilized the magic power in his body, he felt a faint sense of sluggishness.

It would be difficult for an ordinary cultivator to detect an accident, but Su Ming needed to control his magic power carefully whether he was carving formation patterns or infusing spiritual talismans. Even a slight sense of sluggishness could not escape him.

After smelling this subtle fragrance, Su Ming chose to continue lurking and did not take action, but carefully observed He Chen's condition.

After a few breaths, Su Ming found that He Chen's control of the Liangyi Soul-Chasing Blade was becoming increasingly rough, and the protective cover of the small tower weapon above his head was beginning to become a little unstable.

Sensing something strange about He Chen, Xu Yang took out a pill from his storage bag and drank it. The mana fluctuations in his body recovered a lot. It was obviously some kind of rare mana-restoring pill.

At the same time, Xu Yang sacrificed another high-grade magic weapon and began to actively launch a fierce attack on He Chen.

He Chen also noticed something was wrong with him at this time, but now he was unable to get off the tiger, and could only control two top-quality magic weapons to resist Xu Yang's fierce attack.

"How's it going? The 'Qingfeng Powder' my ancestor gave me tastes good, doesn't it?"

"Didn't my uncle teach you not to listen to too much nonsense from the enemy when fighting?"

A proud smile appeared on Xu Yang's childish face, and he kept talking to try to disturb He Chen's mind.

"Qingfengsan? It seems that Xu Yang's words just now were all to attract He Chen's attention. I'm afraid the two of them have already taken action as soon as they met..."

When Su Ming heard Xu Yang's words, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Su Ming had also heard of the name Qingfengsan. It was a poisonous gas specially refined by demonic monks for monks in the Qi refining stage. After use, it would produce an extremely weak fragrance, which was extremely difficult to detect with the spiritual consciousness of the Qi refining monks.

Qingfeng Powder itself is actually non-toxic, so it can be hidden from the monk's perception. After the monk inhales it, as long as he does not actively use the magic power for a period of time, it will naturally expire after one stick of incense.

If the monk continues to circulate the mana after inhaling it into the body, the effect of Qingfeng Powder in dulling the mana will become better and better. Even if a monk who has perfected his Qi refining accidentally inhales it, his mana will eventually stagnate and he will become unable to resist in a short period of time. ability.

Half a cup of tea had passed since the fight between the two began. As He Chen continued to use his magic power, the magic power in his body became more and more sluggish. Even the top-grade defensive magic weapon above his head could not be maintained, and he could only rely on Liang Yi to chase the soul. The blade resisted Xu Yang's attack.

"You are so stupid that you don't open the magic shield. A guy like you, even if you escape with the resources of the He family, you will probably die at the hands of outside cultivators..."

"Instead of giving away the resources of the He family to others, it would be better for me, the younger brother of the whole clan, to wait until I successfully form the elixir with the resources my uncle gave you, and the younger brother of the clan promises to offer incense sticks to the members of the He family every year!"

As the sound of Xu Yang's success continued to sound, He Chen's heart sank, knowing that he had to deal with Xu Yang quickly. He couldn't even escape now.

"mean!"

He Chen gritted his teeth and shouted, took out a magic talisman from his storage bag and was about to activate it.

Golden wind and rain talisman!

As a talisman master, Su Ming recognized the talisman that He Chen took out at a glance.

This is a second-order high-grade spiritual talisman with extremely powerful power. Even late-stage foundation-building monks would not dare to take it hard.

Unfortunately it's too late...

Su Ming shook his head in his heart. Although He Chen's fighting experience was not very rich, it was still quite satisfactory.

But Xu Yang was too cunning. He used the identity of the He family to confuse He Chen. He made a deliberate plan and made He Chen not notice the existence of Qingfeng Powder at the first time.

This battle was under Xu Yang's control from beginning to end. He Chen's defeat was doomed from the moment they met.

Just as Su Ming thought, because of Qingfeng Powder, He Chen's mana could not even control two top-grade magic tools at the same time. At this time, if he used the talisman, he would only reveal a bigger flaw. Xu Yang would never give him this opportunity.

Xu Yang's eyes flashed with cold light, and he opened his mouth and spit out a faint light, attacking He Chen's eyebrows.

Feeling the coldness in his eyebrows, He Chen wanted to activate the small tower magic tool to protect his body, but the mana in his body was not obedient, and the speed of the protective light shield was slow.

Sometimes the victory or defeat of the cultivator's battle is just a blink of an eye. If you are slow at the critical moment, the end is death.

Puff!

As a faint sound rang out, a small red dot appeared between He Chen's eyebrows.

As a stream of blood flowed down He Chen's nose and slowly dripped onto the ground of the dark passage, He Chen's body fell to the ground with a plop, his eyes full of regret, and he was reluctant to close his eyes.

"Hahaha...hahaha!!!"

Xu Yang panted, and his happy smile echoed in the dark passage.

"You wasted my seven second-level talismans, and you deserved to die, brother!"

With a smile on his face, Xu Yang bent down and grabbed He Chen's storage bag.

The resources in this storage bag are enough for him to practice to the late stage of foundation building, without having to rush for resources like a casual cultivator.

But just when Xu Yang killed He Chen and was most relaxed, a breath of death instantly made his back cold and creepy.

A faint light appeared silently on Xu Yang's back.

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind!

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