Just as he stood firm and had no time to resolve the powerful impact, Li Zhiqiu's heart rang with warning signs. He looked at the two speeding light spots with incomparable solemnity in his eyes. The power on it is completely different from the magic weapon that was attacked before. It is a magic weapon that can only be achieved by the golden elixir stage monks who have been practicing for decades. The power of magical weapons and magical weapons is completely different. The power of the magic weapon lies entirely in the monk himself; the magic weapon can mobilize the surrounding spiritual energy, and when refined to the extreme, it can connect to the heaven and the earth. He stretched out his right hand and flicked one finger on the bronze tripod in front of him. "Boom." A bell-like sound spread all around, and an invisible golden halo of light could be faintly seen emanating from the Kyushu tripod, facing the two golden lights. At this moment, the spiritual power in Li Zhiqiu's body instantly decreased by 50%. When approaching Li Zhiqiu a hundred meters away, the purple sword and the golden cone seemed to fly into the water. Under the influence of the golden light waves, their speed dropped sharply, and the resistance increased the further they moved forward. At this time, the Nine Provinces Cauldron emitted countless rays of golden light, winding towards the two magic weapons, making the speed of the two magic weapons slower and slower. "Here." Just as the purple sword and the golden cone seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, Taoist Ziyang and Taoist Gilded let out a soft sigh. The magic formulas in their hands kept changing, and their faces showed a hint of paleness. The golden light of the Kyushu Cauldron has already reduced their magic weapon to several hundred pieces. At this time, they forcefully stimulated the potential of the magic weapon, and the damage suffered will take at least several years to repair. In order to get that valuable treasure, the two golden elixir stage monks risked their lives. In an instant, the purple sword and the golden cone seemed to be stimulated, and the light suddenly became stronger. Break free from the shackles of golden light. The speed increases. He quickly rushed towards Li Zhiqiu. At the same time, hundreds of rays of light rushed toward Li Zhiqiu. Seeing that there was something to be gained, the casual cultivators around him would not let go of such a good opportunity. Now that I have done my part, I will feel confident when the time comes to grab the treasure. Even if things go wrong, I can make friends with the two Golden Core Stage monks. Many casual cultivators who lost their magic weapons also mobilized the spiritual power in their bodies and fired spells one after another, intending to kill Li Zhiqiu here. Already appeared in the besieging crowd. The casual cultivators put all their worries aside. Only by erasing the other party can they reduce the possible retaliation they may suffer in the future. Li Zhiqiu has finally understood the shamelessness of the monks, but he has no intention of paying attention to them at this time, because the two magic weapons will threaten his life at any time. "Break it for me." With a soft drink, Li Zhiqiu placed one hand on the Kyushu Cauldron. The soul crystals in his Dantian rotated rapidly, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body to rush crazily into the Kyushu Cauldron. With the support of Li Zhiqiu¡¯s spiritual power, the golden light of the Kyushu Cauldron suddenly disappeared. Then an extremely intense golden light suddenly erupted, drowning everyone's sight. Thick golden light enveloped the purple sword and golden cone. They forcibly changed their direction and led them to the Nine Provinces Cauldron. "Dang." "Dang." Two dull collision sounds sounded. After the purple sword and golden awl collided with the Kyushu tripod, it lasted for a moment and then flew back. The light above was faint and invisible. As the master, Ziyang The faces of the Taoist and the Gilded Taoist became paler and paler. The gold-plated Taoist with a slightly lower cultivation level felt a surge in his throat, but he finally suppressed it, and his pale face turned red. The Kyushu Cauldron is still spinning non-stop, emitting golden light to neutralize all attacks. It also absorbs the spirituality of all magic weapons to make up for the loss just now, including the monks' magic power. Under the attack of the two golden elixir monks, Li Zhiqiu also felt very uncomfortable. The blood in his body was boiling, and his throat was sweet. He suppressed it, and the spiritual power in his body was completely eliminated. Although he has crystallized his soul and his spiritual power is no less than ten times thicker than that of an ordinary monk, the gap between the elixir-forming stage and the golden elixir stage cannot be easily bridged. With enemies everywhere, Li Zhiqiu must not make any mistakes, otherwise it will only lead to a larger-scale siege and he will have to swallow blood back in his mouth. But after a moment, Li Zhiqiu felt happy. A huge spiritual power came from the Jiuzhou Cauldron through the palm of his hand, quickly nourishing the almost dry Dantian. The soul crystal standing in the middle of the Dantian also slowly rotates, absorbing all the external spiritual power into it, and quickly turns it into pure spiritual power and disperses it in the Dantian. The lost spiritual power was quickly replenished, and Li Zhiqiu's face turned red, but to outsiders, it looked like he was seriously injured. Although thousands of monks have lost their magic weapons, it doesn't bother the casual cultivators who covet the treasures. Everyone hopes to be the next lucky one. It allows a monk in the elixir formation stage to fight alone against thousands of monks of the same level, and to stand alone against two golden elixir stage monks without being defeated. Such a treasure makes any monk want it.Heartbeat. The most important thing is that this is an ancient relic that can be activated by monks. If this is the case with Li Zhiqiu's strength in the Dan Formation stage, what will happen if a monk with a higher level of cultivation activates it. Almost at the same moment, the legend of the Bashu Sword Sect emerged in the minds of the casual cultivators. Obtain an ancient relic that can be activated and establish the foundation of the great sect. Thinking of this, the monks from the small and medium-sized sects were particularly excited. If they had not been strictly ordered by their masters, they would have almost joined the attack with the casual cultivators. In this regard, monks from established sects are obviously more calm. Any move they make may affect the entire sect. Naturally, they cannot do whatever they want without scruples like casual cultivators. Of course, after the casual cultivators kill each other, the people in these sects don¡¯t mind being fishermen. "Humph." Looking at the non-stop attacks, a stern look flashed in Li Zhiqiu's eyes. Seeing several rays of light that were as powerful as the purple sword before, Li Zhiqiu flashed and appeared in the group of casual cultivators. Facing the frightened middle-aged monk in front of him, Li Zhiqiu showed a faint smile, but his fists were not slow at all. "Bang." Like a watermelon shattering, that face disappeared under Li Zhiqiu's fist. At that moment, Li Zhiqiu was a little dazed, but looking at the greedy eyes, the violence in his heart was completely aroused, and there was a trace of blood red in his eyes. With one successful blow, Li Zhiqiu's figure did not stop at all, and his fists and kicks passed by, bringing up bursts of blood mist. Within a moment, more than ten monks turned into lonely souls, and the physical strength of the monks in the elixir formation stage seemed to be vulnerable to a blow. The deaths of several casual cultivators did not deter the rest of the cultivators, but instead they attacked them more and more crazily. Under the temptation of the heavy treasure, all the monks are desperate, and the blood will only stimulate them more. At this time, the casual cultivators had only one thought in their minds, and that was to kill people and seize treasures. At the same time, several rays of light chased after them, bypassing the monks blocking them, and their speed inevitably slowed down. While killing the casual cultivators in the crowd, Li Zhiqiu paid attention to the rays of light behind him without stopping. He knew that those were the magic weapons of Golden Core monks. Li Zhiqiu had experienced the power of two Golden Core monks before. With the cover of the casual cultivators, Li Zhiqiu went on a killing spree without any scruples. All the close-range magical weapons and spells were turned into spiritual power by the Kyushu Cauldron to replenish his losses. One after another, the monks fell under his fist. The blood in Li Zhiqiu's eyes became darker and darker. If you look carefully, you will find that there is a charming color, and the traces of blood mist were also sucked into his body. "Hmph." Seeing Li Zhiqiu charging wantonly among the crowd, they and the other Golden Core cultivators were helpless. Taoist Ziyang and several Golden Core cultivators who emerged from the darkness looked at each other and made a move at the same time. A sword, a needle, a cone, a spear, an axe, a ring, a seal, a tower, eight magic weapons attacked Li Zhiqiu in the crowd from eight directions at the same time. For the monks standing in front of them, several magic weapons passed directly through their bodies without stopping, causing a muffled groan and taking away one living life after another. Life is like a piece of grass. It is like this in the troubled times of the world, and it is also like this in the world of immortality. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!