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The face of the monk in purple suddenly became gloomy, and the eagle hooked nose snorted, and his whole body was filled with a sense of impulse. He was extremely annoyed. The monk in blue in front of him not only lost his face, but also killed a close brother from his ancient artifact sect. No matter what, he could not let the monk in blue be spared.

Ye Qin showed an indifferent look on the surface, calm and composed, but he was extremely cautious in his heart. The four people in front of him, the veiled girl from the Qingdan Sect, two monks in gold and purple monks, were none of them were easy to mess with. If he was an ordinary monk who was an unknown name, it would be difficult for him to meet them, let alone become enemies with them. Only in this cave trial place and in the chaotic killing field, would he encounter unexpectedly.

Ye Qin controlled the soul-catching bell to press the purple knife, put his hand on the storage bag, ready to respond at any time.

As for whether he could save this veiled girl from the three people in front of him, he was not sure and could only do his best. If he could save him, he would have to escape. After all, he didn't want to trap himself in for this senior sister.

Ye Qin is considering countermeasures.

The purple-clothed monk could no longer hold back and his eyes were full of evil. He slapped the storage bag around his waist and flew out two low-level magic weapons, one of which was a blue fairy-bound rope and the other was a small green sword. He rushed towards Ye Qin while being surging.

"I want to see, what ability do you rely on to get Yu Yu down! Take me three magic weapons!"

Since a purple sword magic weapon could not defeat the cultivator in blue, he could only rely on the number of magic weapons to win. The purple cultivator had a fierce face, pinched the magic tricks with his hands, and controlled three magic weapons at the same time, attacking Ye Qin.

Ye Qin stopped talking, his eyes were cold, and he released a red red gourd and a blue Xuanyin sword from the storage bag, and he went to meet the bundle of immortal ropes and green small swords separately. He focused on it and controlled it.

Facing this purple-clothed monk in the ancient artifact sect, he took out all the remaining three magic weapons without reservation.

To be honest, if the purple-clothed monk released one or two magic weapons, or the two golden-clothed monks joined in, he immediately turned around and ran away without hesitation. He dared to take the risk of fighting against evenly matched opponents, but he would never be so stupid as to fight against monks who had more than several times his strength.

However, what made Ye Qin secretly relieved was that the purple-clothed monk seemed to have only these three magic weapons. The two golden-clothed monks never moved. They focused more on the veiled girl and did not look at Ye Qin and the purple-clothed monk. I am afraid that in the eyes of these two golden-clothed monks, the threat brought by the veiled girl was far higher than that of Ye Qin, a blue-clothed monk with unknown origin.

In an instant, six magic weapons, soul-catching bells, Xuanyin swords, red gourds, purple swords, immortal ropes, and green small swords turned into six rainbow rays of various colors, fighting in the air inside the cave stone room, and fighting endlessly.

The amazing magical aura filled the entire stone chamber.

Even the veiled girl and the two monks in golden clothes couldn't help but look at them in surprise.

When the purple-clothed monk saw that Ye Qin had also produced three magic weapons, not at all weak, his face changed and he suddenly complained and realized something was wrong. He never expected that this extremely ordinary monk, who was carrying so many magic weapons.

Every time one more magic weapon is used, the attack power will naturally increase greatly. However, the consumption of magic power will definitely increase significantly with the number of magic weapons. The most important thing is that magic weapons are not used as much as they want, but have great restrictions.

The outcome of a battle between monks is determined by three most direct factors: one magic weapon, two magic powers, and three spiritual consciousnesses.

The first is a magic tool.

The class and number of magic tools are equally important.

The levels of magic weapons are divided into four levels: low-level, middle-level, high-level and top-level. The higher-level magic weapons, the stronger their power.

However, cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage can only barely activate low-level magic weapons with lower power, and cannot use intermediate or above magic weapons at all. Those high-level magic weapons with infinite power and overwhelming power cannot be activated even if they take all the magic power of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage. It is a waste to hold them in their hands.

In addition, magic tools also have the effect of the five elements being mutually generated and restrained. Most magic tools, according to their materials, have five elements attributes, or attributes after the five elements are mutated. There are only a very small number of magic tools that are not among the five elements, such as ghost tools and poison tools.

The number of magic tools also determines victory or defeat.

A monk who has one more magic weapon is usually always a benefit from a monk who has one less magic weapon.

The second is mana.

The amount of magic power the monk injects into the magic weapon directly determines the power of the magic weapon. The more magic power the monk has in his body, the longer he can use the magic weapon.

Take the Xuanyin Sword in Ye Qin's hand and the green small sword in the hands of the purple-clothed monk for example. The two flying swords are both low-level magic weapons, and their power is almost the same. Whoever Ye Qin or the purple-clothed monk instills more magic power into the sword will have greater power.

The third is spiritual consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness is the key to controlling magic weapons. It commands the attacks of magic weapons and conducts subtle control. The strength of the spiritual consciousness directly determines the strength of the control power. The stronger the subtle control ability, the greater the effect the magic weapon plays. Under normal circumstances, the spiritual consciousness of the cultivators at the same level are not much different. The cultivators at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage are higher than the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

The spiritual consciousness of each monk cannot be infinitely overdrawn, but will also be consumed. If multiple magic weapons are controlled at the same time, they will be extremely tired and even damage the soul. However, the spiritual consciousness can be expanded through some rare special techniques.

The spiritual consciousness of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage is usually weak, and it is extremely difficult to use three or four magic weapons at the same time.

This is exactly why the monk in purple is angry and holds his breath.

In terms of magic weapons, the power of the three magic weapons in his hand is not higher than that of the three magic weapons in Ye Qin's hand, and the number is also equivalent. In terms of magic power, his magic power has already consumed most of the time chasing the veiled girl, so he is not as good as the Qingdan Sect monk who just arrived. But his spiritual sense is stronger, but not much stronger.

As a result, after the confrontation again, he did not take any advantage. Lei Hao has always been arrogant and said it to the core disciples of the ancient artifact sect. He never took ordinary Qi Refining Stage disciples from this sect and other sects seriously.

But now the most critical moment of this girl who captured the veiled girl, there was no mistake at all, but a Qingdan disciple appeared to suppress him, making him so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He activated three magic weapons with all his strength. The purple knife burst out with a sharp light and tried his best to slash the soul-catching clock, trying to smash the soul-catching clock. The green small sword was the deputy attacker. The immortal-bound rope wandered around quickly, looking for an opportunity to tie Ye Qin.

How could Ye Qin be as his wish!

At the beginning, he was a little busy, but he soon felt that although the three magic weapons of the purple-clothed monk were powerful, they felt a little strong on the outside and fucked on the inside. Not only did they block the three magic weapons, but they could also force them back a little.

Ye Qin and the purple monk were dozens of feet apart, and six magic weapons were fighting each other between them.

Ye Qin put his heart on his back and simply pressed it up, pressing the soul-catching bell with the strongest defense against the purple knife, and using a dull magic weapon to resist the sharp magic weapon. The soul-catching bell and the purple knife made a rapid collision sound. Although the purple knife was extremely sharp, it could not shatter the round soul-catching bell.

The Xuanyin Sword entangled the green small sword. The red gourd prevented the immortal tie rope from being close to him. The three magic weapons were pressed over with brute force at the same time, crossing the middle line, and pressing towards the purple-clothed monk one foot at a time.

Although the purple-clothed monk had some flexible and small techniques to control magic weapons, he could not use it at all under Ye Qin's brute force. He had to control magic weapons to block it. Once released, three magic weapons would hit him at the same time.

In just a moment, the monk in purple had a mana in a hurry, his face was so purple that he could hardly hold on.

To support these three magic weapons, too much mana power is required and consumed too quickly.

The three magic weapons were pressed within several feet of the purple-clothed monk. The purple-clothed monk looked more and more frightened. He reached the point of despair and flew his magic power to the magic weapons. He wanted to resist, and his veins swelled up, his neck was thicker, and he was breathing rapidly.

The monk in golden clothes near the purple monk watched the monk in a desperate situation, but he complained in his heart and did not dare to rescue him at all. A more deadly veiled girl was staring at the two of them with cold eyes. Once the flaws were revealed, she would attract the fatal attack from the senior sister of Qingdan Sect.

"boom--!"

There was a loud bang.

The purple-clothed monk with completely exhausted magic power could no longer stop Ye Qin's three magic weapons. The soul-catching clock suddenly hit the purple-clothed monk's chest, and the entire chest cavity of the purple-clothed monk collapsed, hitting the hard rock cave wall.

The monk in purple looked at his chest in disbelief and fell softly to the ground.

The two monks in gold-clothed clothes looked at the monk in purple-clothed clothes in horror. "Senior Brother Lei~, dead!" They looked at each other in horror, and the last trace of luck in their hearts disappeared. They did not dare to stay here anymore. The magic weapon in their hands was at the same time and turned around and fled to the cave stone room with great tacit understanding. Even if they lost the magic weapon, it would be more important to save their lives. It would not be too late to get another magic weapon in the future.

The veiled girl condensed her last magic power and a cold light shot out.

Then, the icy light was divided into two. The two golden monks smashed at her, and the magic weapon that was not controlled by the master was directly knocked away by two cold lights. Then, they turned their heads and chased the golden monks.

Puchi!

One of the monks in golden clothes screamed and was shot through the back of the heart. The other monks in golden clothes were even more frightened when they heard the screams. They didn't even look back and rushed toward the cave stones outside.

"Don't let him escape...there are endless troubles!"

After the veiled girl shot and killed a monk in golden clothes, she was exhausted and whispered very weakly.

Ye Qin took back three magic weapons, looked at the veiled girl, immediately slapped the winged spirit weapon, and used the air to flash and chase the monk in the golden clothes. Kill all the disciples of these ancient artifact sects without leaving any trouble, so as not to cause trouble.

After half an incense stick, he carried the storage bag of the golden monk and returned to the cave stone room again. The stone room had already been silent, leaving only four or five corpses. There were also six or seven low-level magic weapons, all left on the ground and ignored them.
Chapter completed!