296 Binghu Camp

The giant water dragon vortex dozens of feet finally gradually dissipated after exhausting all the water spiritual energy.

In the middle of the vortex, a ball of burning red human-shaped flames was still floating several feet high in the swamp, with dim light but indestructible.

Ye Qin looked down at his whole body and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

His original cloth dress had been completely corroded by the cold and cold water force of the water dragon vortex, revealing a complete set of fire-type thorn armor magic weapons, thorn soft armor, thorn leg guards, thorn guards... This set of fire-type thorn magic weapons protected his whole body, allowing him to escape an almost dead disaster in the water dragon vortex.

The defense effect of fire-type armor is far greater than that of ordinary body shields, and it has a natural restraining effect on water-type spells. After only a little mana is injected into the magic weapon, the fire-type armor emits a strong fire spirit. When the yin and cold energy touches the magic weapon, it will turn into an invisible dissipation.

However, although he has the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and has a full set of fire-type soft armor, he also has one weakness, that is, his cultivation is only at the middle level of foundation building, and his magic power is limited in his body.

As long as there is enough wealth, it can be sold. It is easy for monks from the famous immortal family to get a few top-quality magic weapons. However, the magic power cannot be faked at all. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the magic power it has.

In the previous several chaos and battles, nearly half of his mana had been consumed. In the water dragon vortex, in order to resist the storm of the cold water energy, his mana was poured into the armor magic weapon with all his strength, and it was almost exhausted.

Now he has a complete set of extremely powerful magic weapons, but the magic power to activate magic weapons is not enough. Without magic power, no matter how many magic weapons he has, it will have no effect at all.

Uh~...... I can draw the remaining mana in my body with all my strength, and maybe I can activate the magic weapon to launch one or two attacks.

Ye Qin couldn't help but look at Li Xi, who was within ten feet of the time, and smiled. Li Xi was too confident in the high-level water magic he cast, and he was standing more than ten feet away from the water dragon vortex, waiting for him to die and collect his magic weapon.

Li Ying was staring at a ball of human-shaped flames floating in the air, his eyes wide open and he was shocked and speechless.

He was not dead, but he was not dead yet. He could not imagine that the foundation-building monk who was swallowed by the high-level water-type magic - the water dragon vortex would not die. It seemed that he was not even seriously injured, but he was soaked in the water dragon vortex for a moment. There were definitely many foundation-building monks he killed, and he had never seen such a difficult foundation-building monk. This surprised him.

“...The whole set of mid-level magic weapons in fire?!"

After seeing it clearly, Li Xi was completely depressed. He was the young master of Lingquan Sect and did not collect a complete set of water-based intermediate magic weapons. The Qingdan cultivator with unknown origin not only had a soul magic weapon, but also a complete set of magic weapons for body protection, which made him speechless. Of course, if he knew that Ye Qin had a complete set of ice-based armor magic weapons, he might have to go crazy.

"Young Master, step back!"

The two middle-aged guardians were shocked to danger and shouted. They each threw out a blue light and ice sword weapon, and rushed towards Ye Qin, while trying to cover the young master's retreat. They had already seen Ye Qin's strength, and they were extremely terrifying, and the closer they were, the more dangerous they were. Only by setting a distance can the young master's safety be guaranteed.

At this time, Ye Qin controlled the Nanming Lihuo Sword with one hand to block the two azure magic weapons that were shooting from the sky. At the same time, he slapped the storage bag on his waist without panic, and a small bronze bell magic weapon flew out, turning into a big bell.

Li Xi was suddenly shocked and retreated. The emergence of various powerful magic weapons on Ye Qin's body made him feel awe. When he saw this bronze bell, how dare he try it easily?

Ye Qin blinked his finger and laughed in his heart. He still wanted to escape, but there was no way!

"Dong~!"

A soul-catching wave swept across.

Before Li Xi could retreat several feet, his mind was buzzing, he fell into dizziness, and he staggered and fell down.

The two Dharma protectors beside him were also affected and fell into dizziness. This soul-catching wave was a small-scale shock, with many people as many as few people. As long as the soul-catching wave was involved, they would be dizzy.

Huh, a red light shot out, and the Nanming Lihuo Sword, which was blazing with raging flames, had already flown in front of Li Xi, and slashed from small to large.

The dizziness effect of the bronze bell was actually very short for the mid-level monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Li Xi woke up from the dizziness in a blink of an eye and was shocked to see a fire aura coming to his face. In horror, he hurried to the side to avoid the fire sword.

"ah!"

Li Xi screamed in pain and avoided his body, but did not avoid his arm. His left hand holding the water bead was cut off by the fire sword, and the red blood fell aside. As the young leader of the Lingquan Sect, he had never suffered such severe physical injuries. He was so heartbroken that he almost felt soft on the ground on the spot.

Ye Qin was slightly happy, controlled the flying sword with his hands, and Nan Ming Lihuo Sword turned in the air and slashed towards Li Xi again, hoping to kill the young master who was very threatening to him on the spot.

The two middle-aged guardians were even worse than Li Xi. After Li Xi was cut off one arm, they woke up from the dizziness. Seeing that the young master was in danger, they hurriedly activated the ice sword weapon and arrived at Ye Qin's pursuit of Li Xi.

Ye Qin's annoyance flashed by and took back the Nanming Lihuo Sword.

If he wants to kill Li Xi, he will not be able to do it in a short while. He has no magic power to continue to fight, and he may not even be able to use the wind control technique if he doesn't leave. With a wave of his hand, he took over the water beads that fell on the swamp, and hurriedly escaped from the swamp.

Li Xi and his two guardian monks were still in shock. They were afraid of Ye Qin's combat power and did not dare to chase after him for a while. They didn't know that Ye Qin's magic power was not enough now, and it was easy to kill one of them with Ye Qin's many magic weapons.

Soon, more than a dozen Lingquan Sect monks who were chasing Qingdan monks, heard the exclamations here and returned one after another.

"Young Master, we have killed six Qingdan monks, but were escaped by a low-level foundation-building cultivator... Young Master, are you?" Elder Wu and others hurriedly brought people back to report the battle situation. When they saw the blood and broken arms in the swamp, they were shocked and shocked.

Li Xi covered his broken arm, used his magic power to control the gushing blood, and roared anxiously, "Don't worry about the escaped Qingdan monk, go and take back the water beads for me, it's the monk just now!"

He almost vomited blood in depression. He failed to kill Ye Qin, but even lost the magic weapon of the Water Bei Lingzhu. Without this powerful water magic weapon, his strength would be greatly reduced, and many water magic magic could not be used at all.

"Yes, I'll chase you when I'm here!"

Elder Wu and others were shocked. The Qingdan monk was swallowed by the water dragon vortex and was not dead yet!?

They did not dare to ask the angry young sect leader and quickly took the order.

At this time, more than 20 foundation-building cultivators from Lingquan Sect had returned. At the command of the angry young sect leader Li Xi, he tried his best to search for Ye Qin's whereabouts in the swamp.

Li Xi led the people to chase after him for a while, but could not trace Ye Qin's whereabouts, and was both shocked and angry.

"Hurry, Binghu. He went to Binghu!"

After a while, he suddenly heard a scream from afar, looked towards the direction of the Ice Lake, and suddenly shouted that it was not good. Ice Lake was their temporary camp, and a large number of disciples in the Qi training stage were collecting ice spirit stones there.

......

Ye Qin did not fly into the sky directly with his sword, but rushed into the fog of the swamp.

Although the sky is large, it has nowhere to be blocked. It is easy to be caught by monks from the Lingquan Gate. Instead, it is not as good as the fog of the swamp. He is now only one person, and he is in absolute weakness. Once he is entangled, he will die without life. The safest way is to hide his whereabouts through the fog in the swamp.

After getting rid of the young master and the other three, he moved carefully in the fog of the swamp, avoiding the tracking of monsters and the cultivators of the Lingquan Sect.

Suddenly Ye Qin was stunned, his figure flashed, and he quickly hid into a low jungle.

The dark blue fog in front of me faded a lot, and an ice-blue lake of several miles appeared. A thick layer of ice was formed on the lake, and there was a hint of cold air. There were many shrubs and jungles around the lake, as well as ice-type monsters.

Ye Qin muttered to himself, it seemed that this place should be the deepest ice lake area in the Hanhu Forest.

On a wide open space by the lake, dozens of small wooden houses and stone houses were built by monks from Lingquan Gate.

At this time, dozens of cultivators from the seventh and eighth levels of Qi training were active by the lake. Some of them smashed the ice and jumped into the ice lake to collect ice spirit stones deep in the bottom of the lake. More than a dozen cultivators meditated by the lake to restore their magic power. One or two were supervisors, who did not collect ice spirit stones, but were just watching.

The ice lake is so cold. With the cultivation of these Qi training cultivators, they can drive their magic power to resist the cold. It will probably take half an hour to collect a low-grade ice spirit stone from the bottom of the lake.

Ye Qin carefully looked at the many huts by the lake. Most of the huts were the residences of mining monks and no one was guarding them. Only one of the inconspicuous small stone houses was in which a low-level foundation-building monk was guarding the door.

Ye Qin was stunned, his heart moved slightly, and an uncontrollable joy surged from his heart.

He once stayed in the Beiyingshan mining area of ​​Qingdanmen, so he knew some mining rules. After the spirit stones were dug out, they would usually be stored in the mining site. Then, several foundation-building monks would escort these spirit stones away at one time every few days, or about half a month.

In other words, there are probably some ice spirit stones stored in this camp. The small house guarded by the foundation-building monks is very likely to be a place where ice spirit stones are stored.

Ye Qin did not take action immediately. He drank a few sips of spiritual wine in the small jungle and meditated and quickly recovered his magic power. After that, he hid his breath and sneaked dozens of feet away from the small stone house. Suddenly, he burst out and a red light hit the shocked low-level foundation-building cultivator.

The low-level cultivator of the foundation building hurriedly threw out a green flying sword to block it. Unexpectedly, with a crack, the green flying sword was smashed into pieces by the red light, and the fire sword covered him. He had only had time to let out a terrified scream, and was cut into two halves by the Lihuo Sword of Nanming and burned into ashes.

The entire Ice Lake Camp was suddenly filled with screams. More than a dozen Qi-training monks nearby discovered that the camp was attacked and fled in horror.

Ye Qin had no time to pay attention to them, so he kicked open the stone door and saw three storage bags on the table in the small house.

Ye Qin quickly swept through these storage bags, haha, it was true that they were all ice spirit stones. The collected ice spirit stones were piled up in these storage bags. In these three storage bags, about 70,000 low-grade ice spirit stones, as well as hundreds of medium-grade ice spirit stones and several top-grade ice spirit stones. These ice spirit stones are probably enough for a small Immortal Cultivation Sect who majored in the ice system to use for several days.

If Ye Qin uses it alone, it will be enough for him to use it for a long time. At least before forming the golden elixir, he no longer has to worry about not being able to find enough ice spirit stones.

Ye Qin collected three storage bags with great satisfaction and flew out of the small stone house.

At this time, he couldn't help but frown.

Outside the small stone house, there were more than dozens of Qi-training cultivators from the Lingquan Gate, with their steps crowded in messy steps, each holding spirit swords and swords towards him. Their eyes seemed panicked, surrounded the small house with fear, trying to stop Ye Qin and regain the ice spirit stone they had collected for half a month.

But their courage was only at this point. Although they surrounded the small stone house, they did not dare to step forward. As soon as Ye Qin flew out of the small stone house, they were shocked and took a few steps back.

In the face of the huge gap in cultivation, it is useless for many people. Even the dozens of Qi-training monks in front of him could not hurt Ye Qin's hair.

The middle-level cultivators at the foundation-building level, just the invisible spiritual pressure emitted from their bodies made them feel a suffocating pressure, and they almost trembled and found it difficult to hold the spiritual weapon in their hands. Ten percent of their cultivation was difficult to exert half, let alone attack Ye Qin.

Ye Qin glanced at them, sneered, full of disdain. He didn't have time to get involved with these low-level monks.

He glanced in the distance and saw that Li Xi, Elder Wu and other groups of Lingquan Gate foundation building had rushed out of the fog of the swamp and entered the ice lake. Li Xi roared and shouted in anger, calling more than 20 foundation-building monks, and quickly rushed towards the stone house.

Ye Qin was startled, and his back became cold. He did not dare to delay any more. He threw the Nanming Lihuo Sword into the air, jumped up, stepped on the fire sword, and turned into a dazzling red light and flew into the sky. The ice lake was very empty and there was nowhere to hide. Now he could escape as quickly as he could.

"I want to escape, dream. Wait for death, I must kill you today!"

Li Xi was angry and cursed. He was not willing to watch Ye Qin escape. He led the spiritual spring cultivators to throw out their own magic weapons and chase them fiercely. Even if he chased him to the horizon, he would cut Ye Qin into hundreds to vent his hatred.

Besides, they had more than twenty of them, and their strength was far greater than Ye Qin, while Ye Qin's team members were almost destroyed. Even if they used wheel battles, their group of foundation-building monks would be enough to beat Ye Qin to death.
Chapter completed!