Evil Dao Xiuxian: I can giantize elixirs and exotic beasts

Du Ming also knew that a low-grade magic weapon could not break the blockade created by a high-grade magic weapon. He could only hear him growl in pain: "Explode!"

Boom!

The iron spear magic weapon suddenly exploded, and the powerful force instantly tore a hole in the pale golden light curtain. Du Ming, who had been ready for a long time, controlled the Red Scale Sword and rushed out with a "whoosh".

Although it was just a spare magic weapon, it was contaminated with a lot of Du Ming's spiritual consciousness in order to be used. After it exploded, those spiritual consciousnesses naturally could not be taken back.

"Self-destructing a magical weapon? He's quite the decisive and ruthless person!"

The leader of the bandits looked at the fleeing Du Ming with gloomy eyes, which brought back bad memories of his past.

When he was in the middle stage of the Soul Condensation Realm, he once blew up his own magic weapon in order to escape. It was a magic weapon that he was currently using. He would never forget the pain of his consciousness being shattered.

"Brother, should we chase him?" The sand bandit at the sixth level of the Soul Yun Realm looked at Du Ming's back.

"No need. The Red Scale Sword in his hand is a top-grade magic weapon. What a sneak attack! Humph!" The leading bandit shook his head. He knew that even if he could catch up, it would take a long distance.

At this distance, the other party might have found help. After all, this place is only more than fifty miles away from Luyang County.

Just now, Du Ming used the Red Scale Sword to show a defensive posture of readiness, which led the leader of the bandits to really believe that the other party would help the beautiful female cultivator below who was so charming and stunningly beautiful.

"Just run away, the rest will be a big profit!"

"Go in and kill them quickly!" The leading bandit took out a blood-red long knife from the storage bag and rushed into the light golden light curtain scattered by the soul-calming bell with a grim smile.

"Hey hey hey."

"These two stunning female cultivators who have not lost their vital yin might be the biggest prize. Don't harm their lives. If we sell them to Black Sand City, they will fetch at least several hundred, or even a thousand, spirit stones!"

After the sand bandit at the sixth level of the Soul Condensation Realm finished speaking, he excitedly rushed towards Qian Xuefei who was leaning against the rock.

Qian Xuefei, who was already feeling the pressure of a thousand pounds of gravity and saw the bandits rushing towards her with a grin, had a pale face and eyes full of despair. She collapsed to the ground, using her hands and feet to push hard on the gravel, and crawled into the crevice of the rocks beside her in fear.

But how could a mere rock stop a cultivator at the sixth level of the Soul Condensation Realm?

The flying bandit's fist flashed with golden light and slammed into a huge rock several meters high.

boom! Bang!

Accompanied by two dull vibrations, the huge rock suddenly exploded, and the sand bandit lowered his head and looked at Qian Xuefei who was still desperately crawling backwards with a joking look.

regret!

At this moment, not only Qian Xuefei, but everyone was filled with regret. Why did they come to such a dangerous place after just two years of practice?

Whoosh! !

On the other side, Zhao Zixuan gritted her teeth secretly, and a ten-foot-long orange-red fire dragon kept whistling out from the middle-grade magic weapon Yangyan Sword in her hand, hindering the advance of the sand bandits of the seventh level of Yunling Realm.

But most of his magic power was consumed when killing the desert hyenas. Even if his magic power was full, how long could he last against the sand bandits in the late stage of the Soul Condensation Realm?

"What a thief! How dare you attack our Fengling Palace inner sect disciples!!!"

Just when Zhao Zixuan was exhausted and knelt on one knee, an angry shout suddenly came from a distance. The sound waves rolled up dozens of meters of dust, like the power of heaven.

"not good!"

"A strong man in the Daotai realm!"

The bandit leader's expression changed drastically, and he turned around and fled in horror. Not to mention the prey at hand, he didn't even take the soul-calming bell in the sky.

But it's still a step too late...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the sky of this corner of the sand valley, a layer of dark black clouds covering an area of ​​100 meters appeared at some point, with red electric light as thick as an arm flashing in it.

The leading bandit had just flown out of the Soul-Calming Bell's light curtain when three bolts of lightning, each as thick as an arm, entangled and struck down, accurately hitting the head of the bandit in the late Soul Condensation Realm. He roared in despair with horror, "No!!"

click!

The blood-red long sword raised in the sand bandit's hand lasted only a moment, and the next moment his body was swallowed up by the surging red thunder.

A large area of ​​black ash was scattered on the spot, leaving only a storage bag and a broken mid-grade magic weapon, the Blood Sword.

The remaining bandits in the Soul-Calming Bell's light curtain suffered the same treatment. A violent thunder fell from the sky, instantly shattering the pale golden light curtain and splitting the four bandits below into a black ash.

The Daotai realm expert, before his people arrived, had already wiped out the sand bandits with a high-level spell from a distance, leaving Zhao Zixuan, Qi Yu, Liu Feng and others looking at each other in bewilderment.

Then I came to my senses with an expression of ecstasy, it seemed we were saved!!!

"a ha ha ha...."

Pan Hu, covered in blood, lay on the ground, laughing loudly towards the sky without caring about his image to release the excitement of being alive, but no one laughed at him at this moment.

Qian Xuefei hid in the corner. She looked at the black and gray human-shaped mark that was so close to her and couldn't help sobbing softly with her face in her hands. The despair and fear just now, only she, the person involved, could understand the feeling.

soon.

A dark red flying boat about three meters long slowly descended from a height of one hundred meters. Zhao Zixuan and others hurriedly dragged their tired bodies forward to pay their respects.

"Uncle Fang."

"Disciple greets Uncle Fang."

"Master Fang..."

"We thank Uncle Fang for coming to our rescue!"

Eleven people came to kill the monster, but now only six are left. Four died and one ran away. Everyone felt a little uncomfortable.

Especially when they saw the other two people standing in Uncle Fang's flying boat, Xu Yang and Zhu Yazhi, they couldn't help but wonder if Fang Jingyi came here because of Xu Yang and Zhu Yazhi?

"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank these two. If they hadn't told me that you fell into a trap set by an evil cultivator, I wouldn't have known about what happened here."

Uncle Fang's face showed no emotion. After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and five scattered storage bags in the distance flew over.

"Go and collect the corpses of those low-level monsters."

Uncle Fang gave an order to Zhao Zixuan and the others, then turned to look at Xu Yang and Zhu Yazhi and said, "You two, each pick one at random."

"Ah?" Xu Yang was slightly stunned. He quickly glanced at Fang Jingyi's expression, and then without saying anything to refuse, he raised his hand and picked up a storage bag that was floating in front of him.

Zhu Yazhi watched Xu Yang's movements, imitated him in bowing and greeting, then raised her hand to pick up a storage bag.

Fang Jingyi, Fengling Palace is stationed in the Daotai area of ​​the Jiayisanjiu Mine.

She was wearing a dark red slim palace skirt, was about 1.7 meters tall, had an oval face, beautiful features, and waist-length black hair simply tied in a high ponytail, with an elegant and dignified temperament.

Fang Jingyi is at the fourth level of the Daoist realm. Her exact age is unknown because no one dares to ask. She usually practices in the spirit gathering array in the mine, and low-level disciples rarely see her.

The big shot that Xu Yang and others see every day is just the chief steward of the Fengling Palace Mine who is at the ninth level of the Yunling Realm, while Fang Jingyi is the real person in charge of the mine. However, the mine system is very complete, and there are rarely any trivial matters that bother her.