Chapter 113: First Battle Method

This was Qin Yi's first fight with a cultivator. Before, he had fought against mortal warriors and monsters.

Moreover, most of the monsters he faces are from the physics department, supplemented by spells—Cheng Cheng should be mainly spells, but no one has ever fought them.

So his previous battles were basically fights in the physics department.

And now this Qingxu is really a pure sorcerer.

Qingxu's maneuvering and dodging is almost non-existent, his body has no sense of sensitivity and explosive power at all, but you can't hit him, the earth shield that emerges around him at any time blocks all the physical attacks of the mace and the electric shocks of the humble family down.

While resisting the attack, a pair of zombie-like hands appeared under Qin Yi's feet, holding his ankle.

It could be felt that the flesh and blood were being crazily drawn out. Qin Yi quickly swung his stick down, smashing the hand, and the ground returned to normal, as if the hand had never existed. Thousands of spikes suddenly appeared in the air, besieging Qin Yi in groups, and then whizzed down like thousands of arrows.

Very traditional five-element earth and stone techniques, plus some yin corpse techniques, yes, there are also restrictive techniques.

Qin Yi clearly felt that his body became very heavy, and it became very difficult to move around to avoid the thousands of spikes. At the same time, it was difficult to breathe, as if his mouth and nose were blocked by mud.

This is the release of many Taoist spells at the same time, all of which are instant.

Qin Yi's true energy circulated in his body, and he quickly broke free from the shackles of gravity, and then rolled, narrowly avoiding thousands of spikes, and his arm was scratched and scratched.

This was the first battle Qin Yi faced as a cultivator.

Mage is not easy to fight.

Especially a sorcerer who was at the late stage of Qin Xin and reached the consummation level, whose strength surpassed that of Qin Yi himself. It was already very difficult for Qin Yi to deal with these several instant small spells, but these were just Qingxu's incidental attacks.

In Qingxu's eyes, he didn't really regard Qin Yi, who was on the fourth floor of Fengchu, as an opponent worthy of attention. His real opponent was the electric mouse at the peak of transformation.

Qingxu was originally weaker than the poor family. After leaving his Qingxu Palace and being bound by the formation flag, just being from a poor family might cause him to fall here, so he didn't have much thought about taking care of Qin Yi.

The sound of "呲呲" electric current flashed by, and Qingxu was surrounded by thin currents. Qin Yi could tell that although the current was thin, its power was not small at all. If calculated in volts, it might be several times Ten thousand.

"Boom!" A purple thunder light descended from the sky, Qingxu let out a low cry, took out a gossip mirror, and threw it up.

Lei Guang hit the gossip mirror and froze there.

At this moment, the chubby body of the poor family slammed into Qingxu's earth shield like thunder, and spread his short fingers, pressing on the shield.

The sound of "crackling" electric current exploded, and a crack had already opened on the earth shield.

Qin Yi made a trick at this moment.

A burst of fire exploded on the ground, and the flames bypassed the earth shield and surrounded Qingxu from below.

Qingxu shouted angrily: "Get up!"

The ground cracked, and the flames seemed to be absorbed by the ground, and all of them disappeared. At the same time, the poor family's face froze slightly, and Qin Yi's expression changed a little.

The pressure a hundred times stronger than the gravitational restraint just now squeezed on the body, as if there was a huge force of ten thousand catties, trying to crush the whole person into a pulp.

Qingxu let out a smirk: "A human being on the fourth floor of Fengchu said that you are a national teacher, and he really thinks you are great? Just wait for me to be honest, and wait for the poor to deal with that mouse, and then slowly cook your flesh and blood!"

The skinny hands suddenly folded together.

Visible dark red ripples shrouded the poor family's body, and the chubby figure began to lose its shape.

The poor family looked calm and took out a ball.

The ball flew out, and a forked lightning burst out, intermingling with the ripples, making a piercing sound of collision and friction.

Zidian in the sky was in a stalemate with the gossip mirror, and Ripple in front of him was in a stalemate with the ball. Both sides did not move for a while, only urging their mana.

Qingxu sneered and said: "If it is far away, Pindao may not be your opponent, but it is your mistake to trap Pindao in the middle of the mountain."

The poor family's expression changed slightly, he already felt that Qingxu's family was coming here to help. Not to mention whether their strength can affect the outcome, as long as Qingxu has time to break through the formation, and if the ground vein binding effect of the formation flag disappears, Qingxu can shrink back to his Taoist temple by an inch.

He didn't dare to trespass in there.

At this moment, Qin Yi moved.

The gigantic force of ten thousand jin of squeezing seemed to be non-existent, the mace ran a few feet away, and smashed heavily on the cracked earth shield around Qing Xu's body.

This stick was many times heavier than the previous one, and with a "click", the earth shield was smashed to pieces.

Qingxu was shocked, the Taoist robe suddenly swelled up, the mace hit the swollen Taoist robe, and was taken away by force, sideways.

Qin Yi kept moving, and the stick was taken sideways, so he took advantage of the momentum and swept it towards Qingxu's waist.

How can a sorcerer avoid the thunderous kick of an innate warrior? Qingxu didn't even have a reaction to dodge, so he was kicked straight.

"Bang!" Qingxu rolled several times in embarrassment, and could no longer manipulate the gossip mirror in the sky. The gossip mirror was struck by purple lightning, and the thunder fell straight down, hitting Qingxu heavily.

Qingxu's whole body convulsed, and he lay motionless on the ground with his whole body scorched black.

He turned his head slowly, the skin on his scorched face was rapidly aging, the scorched black faded away, his face began to turn pale, and gradually there were corpse spots.

Qin Yi sighed, this is really a dead person, but he can live like a living person at all, this technique of refining corpses is indeed a bit miraculous.

Qingxu's body gradually turned into a corpse, but his eyes were still rolling, and his eyes were full of inconceivable colors when he looked at Qin Yi.

"You...you, a monk on the fourth floor of Fengchu, how can you break away from my heavy pressure technique like a normal person, and even break through my shield!"

The poor family squatted beside him with a smile: "Nanli Guoshi Qin Yi is actually a reckless warrior. Mangshan, a man from the West Wilderness, is actually a wizard."

Qingxu: "..."

Qin Yi stared at the poor family and said, "Why are you so clear about my affairs?"

"I'll tell you later." The poor family spread out their fat hands with a smile, and the electric current surged in their palms: "The villain died because he talked too much. I don't want to be a villain. Let's kill him first."

Qingxu showed an ugly smile: "You can't kill me."

While speaking, his body has merged into the soil.

The poor family's expression changed drastically, and when he turned his head to look, the previous array flag had been crooked at some point, and it no longer had the effect of binding the earth's veins.

There was a clear laughter in the air: "Is it true that the poor Taoist will give away real treasures to others? This is just a false flag that can only last for a while. The day when the poor Taoist is restored, it will be the time when you, a monster, will bestow your head , and that human being is also waiting for Pindao..."

The poor family looked ugly, turned to Qin Yi and said, "It is the only chance to attack Qingxu Palace while he is seriously injured."

Qin Yi looked up at the top of the mountain. There were several Taoist priests rushing down there, but now they hurried back again.

Tassel's words came from the sea of ​​consciousness: "Qin Yi, this pure and empty practice has not reached the level of cutting off the water veins, let alone the appearance floating in the sky, he is far behind."

Liusu's judgment on practice is absolutely what it says, and it is not pure if it says it is not pure.

The secret of this mountain is not so simple at all, you can't get involved anymore, otherwise you will be trapped to death.

He didn't bother with the poor family anymore, and turned directly down the mountain: "Since Qingxu is seriously injured, you can take care of it yourself. It doesn't make sense for me, Chu Dingshen from the fourth floor of Fengchu, not to participate."

The poor family choked for a moment, and was about to say something, when suddenly there was a bustling sound from the foot of the mountain, and many people were walking up the mountain.

Qin Yi also subconsciously stopped and looked down the mountain, only to see Wang Yuanwai with many servants, surrounded by two Taoist nuns, one old and one young: "Most of the demons said by the two elders are in this mountain. The people are the masters."

Qin Yi stared blankly at one of the nuns, his mind full of ellipses.

Minghe, didn't you go back to the sect for retreat?