Before he could finish speaking, he heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air. A long arrow shone with a cold light, like tearing through the void. The cold light seemed to lock onto his sea of energy. Qingmu Daoist shouted loudly, and a large amount of green energy surged up from the ground, turning into a huge green shield. The golden long arrow was blocked by the shield and made a loud "bang" sound. The green energy was shattered, and the arrow, which was over a foot long and had arrow feathers, fell to the ground. With a whistle from Lady Xu, the arrow bounced up from the ground and flew back into his hand.

The two of them looked coldly at each other, and Aoki Daoren's face was somewhat pale, indicating that he had consumed too much of his spiritual energy just now. Madam Xu held onto a small bow in her left hand and held three long arrows between her fingers in her right hand. He said coldly, "My sharp golden arrow, with the tendons of a fourth-order demon beast as its strings and bones as its spine, can be used as a strike from a skilled foundation builder. If you are trapped by a soil spirit bead, can you block my three arrows

Qingmu Daoist sneered and said, "You're not shameless. You're just a young beast, and it's not made of high-quality materials. Besides, firing this kind of spiritual weapon consumes the most spiritual power. Can you really shoot three arrows in a row

Xu Fu said, "Even if your realm is two levels higher than mine, after all, you are not a cultivator who builds foundations. Are we still afraid when we fight against each other?" He turned around and took a step forward, and the silent Qingyangzi who had been standing behind him stood up. His emaciated face remained expressionless, but as he stood forward, his submissive demeanor, which had always been low waist and furrowed brow, suddenly disappeared. As he straightened his waist, a powerful aura emanated from him, and a faint sense of pressure instantly permeated the entire room.

Although Gu Yan couldn't see the specific cultivation level of this Qingyangzi, she truly felt his pressure. I couldn't help but be startled. Is he a cultivator who has perfected Qi refining?

The so-called perfect Qi refining refers to a cultivator who has reached the pinnacle of Qi refining, but due to various reasons, has not been able to build a foundation or has not succeeded in building a foundation. Although there is still a qualitative gap between this type of cultivator and the foundation cultivator, they have already surpassed the same level of Qi refining cultivators. In ordinary immortal families, there are also few cultivators who have successfully refined Qi. It seems that this must be a worship level expert of the Qin family.

His dry, bark like face remained expressionless, and his voice was even more dry: 'Please show me, young master.'“

Kuang Zhen said, "Can you take down this person in front of you

Qingyangzi said, "It will take some effort." As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Qingmu Daoist. His pace was slow, but with each step, the ground trembled faintly. Gu Yan was beside him, but she saw Kuang Zhen take out a wooden plaque from his arms at some unknown time, with bright red talismans and seals painted on it. He pointed his finger on the plaque, and a drop of crystal clear blood soaked in it, emitting a somewhat enchanting light. That seems to be his life essence!

The essence and blood of a cultivator's life are the collection of vital energy in the body, and every drop is extremely precious and not easily used. Gu Yan glanced at Kuang Zhen and indeed felt that his face was a bit pale. Reflected in the surrounding flames, it appeared somewhat eerie.

This trip was indeed not a good choice, "Gu Yan sighed and quietly reached her hand to her waist, tightening it tightly. At the critical moment, this was what she relied on to save her life.

At this point, Qingmu Daoist and Lady Xu had already engaged in a fierce battle. Lady Xu was indeed a master of refining weapons, and there were endless spiritual weapons in his treasure bag. However, the three sharp golden arrows never came out again, indicating that it was indeed a matter of extremely consuming spiritual energy.

Qingmu Daoist relied solely on his two wooden swords to fight against the enemy. The swords carried a strong wooden aura, blocking Lady Xu's attacks one by one. Qin Wuyang only controlled the earth spirit beads in his hand, constantly releasing spiritual energy and laying protective measures around Qingmu Daoist, but did not attack.

At this moment, seeing Qingyangzi slowly approaching, both of them were overjoyed and said, "Take this person down quickly, or else it will be a big trouble if it startles the people of Tianmu Mountain after dawn

Qingyangzi didn't answer. He opened his hands and ten thin fingers, like two eagle claws, emitting a faint white aura. Then he strode over and reached out his hands to continuously grab towards the void. With each grab, he grabbed a blue shadow in his hand, and the white aura made a faint sound. The green shadow was like being roasted by a raging fire, but in a moment it turned into ashes.

At the same time, his feet also seemed to carry immense strength. With each step, the ground felt as if it had been hit hard, with fine lines cracking open. The originally withered ground seemed to have been burnt black by the flames.

Qingmu Daoist was both shocked and angry. He bit through the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood. Suddenly, a huge blue shield stood on the ground, which contained even stronger wood energy. It was also wrapped in countless green vines, completely blocking Mrs. Xu's attack. In his own hand, a faint green wooden staff appeared. He pointed his hand and the two wooden swords that were originally surrounding him flew over like lightning, piercing towards Qingyangzi.

;  Qingyangzi extended his two large hands and grabbed the two wooden swords at once, as if pouring ice water on a hot iron rod, making a faint sound. Qingyangzi's originally thin face turned red, and the muscles on her arms bulged. At this moment, the wooden staff in Qingmu Daoist's hand suddenly took off and flew out, transforming into a blue giant dragon in mid air. With a bloodthirsty mouth, it swept over with overwhelming momentum,