293 Shuibei Lingzhu

Ye Qin glanced over the arrogant monks in blue and the monks of Lingquanmen, and weighed the strength of the monks on both sides.

There are already six Lingquanmen foundation monks here. Although the number is three fewer than the Qingdanmen monks, their cultivation is generally higher than that of the nine Qingdanmen monks. Therefore, if you just look at the strength of cultivation, the two sides are almost the comparison of the strength of the Five-Year Plan, and no one has an absolute advantage.

What is the final result? You won't know until you hit it.

It's just that Ye Qin doesn't know what amazing means this young master has. He has such a big tone. He stands confidently in place and does not take the initiative to attack. It seems that he is ten times sure to clean up these Qingdan monks.

Ye Qin looked at the young master coldly. He found that the young master's face was abnormally pale, almost morbidly pale and bloodless. He couldn't help but feel that immortals rarely get sick. I'm afraid it's the result of practicing some strange skills. I'm afraid this young master is so arrogant because he has his own skills and infinite power.

Thinking of this, Ye Qin sneered instead. The fighting between monks is not one or two extraordinary skills that can determine victory or defeat. There are many monks who have top skills but are defeated.

Qian Bojiang's idea at this moment is similar to Ye Qin's, and he doesn't think that the Lingquanmen monks in front of him have an advantage. And he also has an idea. Ye Qin's strength is extremely strong, and he has several very powerful magic weapons. As long as he can quickly solve an opponent, the situation will soon tilt towards them.

As long as they work together to kill the monk in blue who claims to be the young master of Lingquanmen, and five other spiritual spring gate foundation monks, they can return to Lingwu City to restore their lives to the elders of the sect.

"Brothers, kill me!"

Qian Bojiang knew the situation clearly and decided to take a risk. He roared and flashed his body. He invited the Qingdan monks to release the magic weapon together, and covered up the Lingquanmen monks.

The five spiritual springmen monks, including the elders, also reacted very quickly. They immediately guarded the monks in blue in the middle, threw their magic weapons, formed a simple ring defense array, and joined hands to resist the attack of the Qingdan monks.

"Well, it seems that you don't cry when you see the coffin. If you don't overes measure yourself, the young master will send you on your way!"

A sarcasm hung on the corners of the monk's mouth in blue, and then he patted the storage bag and took out a blue water pearl. This water bead is only the size of a fist, round, crystal clear, with a faint blue luster.

The water beads were held in the void by the monk in blue.

Within two or three hundred feet of the swamp, the blue howling water aura mist immediately began to evaporate.

The monk in blue has not used any spells. This water bead has attracted a large amount of water aura in the swamp and gathered near it.

"This is. What kind of magic weapon?

As soon as this water spirit bead appeared, the Qingdanmen monks suddenly felt that the water aura in the surrounding swamp began to increase significantly. They were secretly surprised, and some people even exclaimed.

When Ye Qin saw the water spirit bead, his eyes lit up, and there was an indescribable sense of surprise in his heart. It was only when he successfully refined the Yuanshen magic weapon, Nanming Li Fire Sword, that he had such an amazing feeling. This is definitely an extraordinary spiritual treasure, which is not worth it under his shen magic weapon.

"The magic weapon, this is the magic weapon of the water system! Be careful, everyone, stop him from casting spells!"

Qian Bojiang frowned and suddenly remembered something. He woke up and shouted.

In the world of immortal cultivation, "ware" is common, but "treasure" is extremely rare.

As long as there are ores and monks who are proficient in refinery, they can constantly refine magic weapons one by one. However, the magic weapon is a treasure born from heaven and earth, which can only be obtained by chance by immortals, and cannot be refined in large quantities like magic weapons.

Therefore, every magic weapon is often unique and has a magical effect.

The types are different, and some magic weapons have average efficacy. Some magic weapons are surprisingly powerful, and can even change the color of the world, which is extremely powerful.

Although I don't know what effect this water system magic weapon in the hands of the young master of Lingquanmen is.

But as long as it is a magic weapon, it is usually not an ordinary magic weapon that can be compared.

What's more, the young master is so big that he doesn't pay attention to their nine Qingdan foundation monks at all. This magic weapon must be very powerful.

Qian Bojiang was shocked, but it was indeed more ecstasy, and an uncontrollable greed flashed through his heart. If he can get this magic weapon, his strength will definitely increase greatly, which is far more than the benefits of completing the sneak attack task.

A fierce force suddenly broke out in his heart, and he killed the monk of Lingquanmen crazily.

With Qian Bojiang's shout, the Qingdan monks suddenly woke up and rushed to death more crazily.

The pressure of the monks of Lingquanmen doubled and screamed bitterly. In fact, they rarely saw the young master take out this water spirit bead to use it. Every time the young master wanted to kill people.

This water system Lingzhu, called Shuibei Lingzhu, is one of the few water system magic weapons in the Lingquan Gate. It is extremely powerful. The only disadvantage is that the casting is a little slower. Before the young master completed the casting, now they can only bravely resist.

The monks in blue seemed to have expected the shock of the Qingdan monks for a long time and didn't care at all.

"Water dragon chanting!" The monk in blue snorted coldly, closed his eyes and did not look at the battlefield at all. He said the middle-level mantra of the water system in a low voice.

With his spell.

The rich water aura in the swamp with a radius of hundreds of feet gradually began to condense, and in a short moment it turned into a small blue water dragons several feet long, completely condensed by the water aura, densely all over the swamp, pointing to the nine Qingdan monks.

The Qingdan monks rushed to attack, looked around the swamp, and discolored in a panic.

There are hundreds of small water dragons, completely surrounding them.

Water dragon chanting, one of the intermediate spells of the water system. Water spells are the weakest attack type of all five spells. A low fireball can blow up a practicing monk into serious injury, but a water arrow can at most hurt the fur.

Even if it is a middle-class spell, the attack power of Shuilongyin is still not strong. However, it has two small side effects: corrosion effect and slow effect.

A small water dragon usually can't even hurt the shield of the foundation monk. The only function is to corrode the monk's shield and slow the monk a little slower. And the delay is very short, and the foundation monks can return to normal soon.

Compared with other spells. The killing power of water magic is really limited. Therefore, the foundation monks usually don't care about the attack of water spells at all.

Ye Qin was shocked. If there were only one or two small water dragons, he didn't care at all. However, the monk in blue casts as many as a hundred small water dragons, which is a completely different concept.

This amount is enough to make people feel numb and daunting. More importantly, they attack uninterruptedly. It will bring a continuous slow effect, which means that their speed will continue to decline significantly, which is simply a disaster. It is a hundred times more abnormal than his dementor clock, and his dementor clock can only faint for a short moment, unable to continue to faint.

Just as the five spiritual spring monks struggled to support and couldn't hold on, the monk in blue finally opened his eyes, and his eyes burst out a wisp of cold cold light. The haze shouted fiercely: "It's time to end. You can taste the siege by the little water dragon!"

Hundreds of small water dragons all over the swamp surrounded the Qingdan monks and shot the Qingdan monks all over the world.

Bang!

Bang!

There are so many small water dragons that the Qingdan monks can't avoid them at all. After being hit on the shield by a wave of more than a dozen small water dragons, the cold water aura wrapped around the monk's body, and the actions of the Qingdan monks suddenly began to slow down.

Qian Bojiang is manipulating the golden knife to fiercely chop a ugly Lingquanmen monk. Seeing that he was about to kill him, he was hit by a small water dragon. His figure paused, and the magic weapon he controlled was slow.

The struggle between foundation-building monks, even if it is slow, it is enough to reverse the situation.

The ugly-faced Lingquanmen monk was overjoyed and finally slowed down his mana and quickly made up for the exposed defense.

Qian Bojiang finally got rid of the slow effect of the little water dragon. He was happy and stepped up the attack, but he didn't expect that another small water dragon hit it again. His action slowed down again. Instead, he was counterattacked by the ugly monk of Lingquanmen.

Qian Bojiang's face completely turned purple. In such a suffocated fight, he almost screamed angrily.

"Brothers, Geng put on the fire shield!"

Ye Qin was anxious and shouted loudly.

The fire shield can dispel the cold power of the water aura and avoid being slowed down by the little water dragon.

He has changed into a fire shield. Although the little water dragon smashed the shield, it could not affect his movements.

"Brother Ye, I'm a gold monk and I don't know fire spells at all. You can run away. It counts a few if you can escape. You can't fight any more. If you don't leave, all of us will die here! Qian Bojiang's face is bitter.

He already regretted it. If he had known this, he should not have given birth to the idea of the magic weapon of the monk in blue.

Most of the Qingdan monks are pale, and there are only less than four people who can release the fire shield. The other five people either did not learn the fire shield at all, or they did not have a fire spirit root and could not use fire spells.

Qian Bojiang had no idea of sacrificing himself at all, and he also wanted to escape. But now, it's not a matter of whether he wants to escape or not. He can't escape even if he wants to.

There are too many small water dragons around the swamp, which keeps him slowing down. The young master is simply a pervert. One wave after another, he consumes all of them and continues to cast spells, as if he doesn't consume mana at all. Want to escape? That's a dream. Where to escape, where can the young master chase him? Can the slow foundation monks quickly pass the Lingquanmen monks who have not been delayed? Before he escapes, he will be killed by the monks of Lingquanmen.

Ye Qin fought with a spiritual spring monk and looked around quickly. After the young master cast the spell, the war situation was completely reversed in an instant.

It is no longer the nine Qingdan monks besieging the six Lingquan monks, but the complete reversal. The six Lingquan monks are besieging the nine embarrassed Qingdan monks.

Now there are nine Qingdan monks who are struggling to support the boat. If it hadn't been for him and the other three peers who had fire shields, they could barely support each other. I'm afraid that a group of Qingdan monks would have completely collapsed.

"Maybe it's time to consider retreating."

Ye Qin felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. The five fellow monks were continuously slowed down by the little water dragon, and their strength declined greatly. In a short time, they would completely collapse. Such a bad situation is difficult for him to reverse by one person.

"Unless... Liu Ye Qin's calm eyes suddenly swept over the young master hiding behind the five spiritual spring monks and the water beads in his hand.

The monk in blue held the water beads and manipulated many small water dragons to constantly pester the Qingdan monks. His face was so pale that he dared not look directly at him, but his smile became stronger and stronger.

He has already said that nine foundation-building monks are really not enough for him to kill. They still don't believe it. It's going to be destroyed soon.