The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Magical weapons are an important component of a cultivator's combat effectiveness.

Unfortunately, the spiritual energy was exhausted in just three hundred years.

Many magic weapons and instruments have been completely corroded and turned into scrap metal.

"boom!"

In the northern desert.

The middle-aged man with a dark complexion cut off his own head with a knife. The severed head flew high up, emitting a strange light.

Ripples spread out from deep within his pupils; looking into his eyes could actually disturb his mind.

Zhao Qing controlled three thousand silk threads to wrap around the flying head, trying to tighten it and grind it into meat paste, but the strange halo attached to the head made it extremely hard.

The Flying Head Technique is the famous technique of the Corpse Puppet Sect.

Suddenly, Zhao Qing realized something was wrong and immediately pulled back the silk thread.

I saw hundreds of silk threads dyed dark red, then they broke and dissipated into the air.

far away.

The fortune teller raised his lips slightly.

He knew Zhao Qing's methods very well, so how could he not be prepared?

"The Great Dao Twins."

"You have two lives. I will use the supreme sacred object, the God-killing Needle, to take one of your lives."

"Today, I will take your second life!"

The fortune teller murmured.

In fact, when the spiritual energy is not exhausted.

There is a joke in the killer organization that supports the world.

"Pingtian is second, Shensuan is first."

In terms of killing ability, Pingtian Palace can only be ranked second.

The real number one is the Shensuan Sect.

The Shensuan Sect is not an assassin organization, nor is it even a powerful sect, but they have never failed in their killings.

But it’s the same as Pingtian Temple.

In the early stage of spiritual energy depletion.

The Shensuan Sect was completely destroyed, but they were not destroyed by humans. Instead, they calculated the mysteries of heaven and spied on the secrets, which resulted in thousands of divine thunders...

All the people in the sect, from the Grand Ancestor to the junior disciples and servants, were killed!

The fortune teller happened to be out at the time and escaped the disaster.

In the field.

Zhao Qing pinched his fingers together, formed a seal quickly, opened his mouth and spit out the golden energy, which turned into thousands of sharp arrows and flew towards the flying head.

At the same time, her eyes turned cold, and the three thousand threads became illusory. They were no longer physical threads, but some kind of mysterious energy that instantly wrapped around the headless body.

"die!"

Zhao Qing shouted coldly.

The next moment, Fei Tian’s head let out a scream.

Death is not far away.

But at this moment.

A shadow suddenly appeared and flew towards Zhao Qing.

The small knife in his hand, flashing with a red edge, suddenly stabbed into Zhao Qing's back.

Zhao Qing's pupils trembled and he vomited blood. He turned around and slapped the figure who was attacking him away with his palm.

The wound on the back was so deep that the bone was visible.

"The killer from Pingtian Temple?" Her face quickly turned pale.

The breath weakened more than ten times.

"Exactly."

The figure stood firmly, wrapped in a black robe, which made people feel cold even in this hot summer.

"No wonder I didn't even notice it." The color on Zhao Qing's face quickly faded, and his originally rosy lips were now frighteningly pale.

The assassins of Pingtian Temple insist on killing with one strike.

The hidden method is that God naturally calls his God.

Zhao Qing wanted to use her power to counterattack again, but she found that the dagger with a red halo stuck behind her suppressed her power.

This was a carefully planned attack.

The divine fortune teller understood Zhao Qing's strength. So far, every step Zhao Qing took was within his expectations.

Besides.

He also made further preparations to ensure that nothing could go wrong.

It can be said that from the beginning of the layout, Zhao Qing had no chance of survival.

"It's over." The fortune teller picked up a piece and placed it on the black chessboard in front of him.

The chessboard is full of twists and turns.

Each chess piece restrains each other, forming a huge net that covers the sky. When the last piece falls, the net suddenly tightens.

In the field.

The dark green flying head opened its big mouth ferociously and pounced towards Zhao Qing.

There was a red dagger stuck in Zhao Qing's back. It was the killing weapon of Pingtian Palace: the Blade of Absolute Law. When this blade entered his body, the murderous aura invaded his heart meridians and disrupted his cultivation.

She was no longer able to dodge.

off the field.

Under the scorching sun.

Li Tianyu felt a chill running down his spine.

He looked at the fortune teller with white hair.

Feel a tinge of fear.

A strong man like Zhao Qing was helpless under his calculations and had no power to fight back at all.

To die in such a miserable way.

It's really scary.

What’s even more terrifying is that the cost of this attack is almost negligible!

Li Tianxia was also thoughtful.

I feel that the fortune teller is too terrifying. I must be extremely cautious when doing business or cooperating with him in the future, or even... stay away from him directly.

"Zheng!"

When Feitou was only three meters away from Zhao Qing, a long sword suddenly appeared between the two.

The dark blue flying head bit the sword blade, causing intense sparks to fly, and then the sword body shook and bounced it back.

In the distance, the headless body caught its own head and put it on its neck. The flesh and blood on the neck quickly connected and was as good as new.

He shook his head left and right and looked at Zhao Qing in surprise, curious about who stopped him.

In sight.

It was a man in white.

The man said nothing and silently wiped the remaining saliva off the sword.

It seems that there is still some taste.

He glanced at the middle-aged man with a dark complexion with some resentment.

He unscrewed the cork and poured the wine onto the sword, thus covering up the stains on it.

The dark-faced man twitched his lips, "Who are you?"

"An unknown kid." Li Changxiao said seriously.

Zhao Qing's eyes lit up, then immediately went out.

Now we are facing the top strong ones.

Li Changxiao is only at the Yuanying stage.

Even though their cultivation is at the same level, the gap between them is so huge.

"Go away." Zhao Qing sighed, "This is my fate. Why get involved?"

Li Changxiao thought for a moment and said, "I don't know if I can beat them, but I'll try my best."

"If the result still cannot be changed, then it won't be too late for me to leave."

"You..." Zhao Qing said, "That's all."

While the two were talking.

The fortune teller frowned.

He couldn't see through Li Changxiao's background, so he went through all the famous and influential people in the world.

result……

No such person found!

He became cautious instantly.

In this case, there are only two possibilities.

First: This person comes from another world!

Second: This person is a powerful person living in seclusion!

Third: This person is truly unknown.

The third possibility is basically ruled out. Anyone who can know Mu Qin and dare to take action for her cannot be an unknown person!

"Be careful, this guy is weird!" the fortune teller shouted on the spot.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately stepped back four or five steps and kept their distance.

The fortune teller had expected Mu Qin to ask for help.

"Let me use the seven-colored gem to explore this person's true cultivation level. It won't be too late to fight again!" The divine fortune teller took out a gem.

Use the spiritual energy of the Jindan period to promote it.

The orb shattered, emitting a large halo of light.

This halo will shine on everyone and take on different colors depending on their actual level of cultivation.

The halos of everyone present turned into a noble purple light.

This represents the realm of refining emptiness.

Zhao Qing's body was purple with a hint of red.

This means that she had entered the Fusion Realm before, but is now in the Void Refining Realm.

Everyone's eyes were on Li Changxiao.

Suddenly, their eyes widened.

It's a faint blue light...

Nascent Soul Realm!

He is actually only at the Nascent Soul stage!

The only blue light.