The man in the yellow robe wanted to say something more, but the big-headed man next to him interrupted him with a cold snort, and said, "What's the matter with a dying man? We have other things to do, don't delay."

The big-headed man spoke, but the others didn't dare to say anything more, so the four of them stepped forward each, preparing to attack Qingyang. Qingyang showed a high level of cultivation, but they also saw that Qingyang's meridians were damaged, his true essence was weak, and 10% of his strength could not be used to 50%, so it was easy to deal with, not to mention the boss of the third floor of Yuanying They are still in the battle, so the four of them are sure to win this battle.

Besides, Qingyang, although he didn't ask for more detailed information, but he also figured out the general situation. The five people in front of him belonged to the mothfly tribe. They lived in the nearby Cangmu City, and they were in competition with the human race. Qing Yang, a human cultivator who is now in the middle of the night, is going to lay a black hand on him.

Although the Qingyang meridian is damaged, many methods cannot be used, but there is no problem in dealing with these Jindan monks, and he still has many hidden methods, but those are his own trump cards. Try what methods these planktons have. If these people are still entangled and refuse to give up, then use the hole cards in your hand to solve them.

Qingyang's side is not yet ready, and several people over there have already launched an attack, and a yellow afterimage flashed by. The man in yellow robe has already rushed to Qingyang, and his speed is even faster than that of other places in the early stage of Nascent Soul Cultivators are a bit faster. Fortunately, Qingyang is a cultivator of transforming spirits. Although his body function has dropped significantly after being injured, most of his original reaction ability still remains. The man in the yellow robe opened a certain distance.

However, the man in the yellow robe didn't stop there. With a wave of his hand, several yellow shadows stabbed toward Qingyang. He was able to take out a few Guyuan stones from his bosom, and smashed them towards the yellow shadows.

Guyuan stone is a low-level refining material, its value is not very high, but its biggest feature is its hardness. It is often used to refine heavy magic weapons such as mountains, stones, and hammers. It is used in a large amount, and now it is thrown out by Qingyang Resisting those few yellow shadows can also play a role.

Qingyang didn't throw it casually, but smashed it with the strength of a Jindan Body Refining cultivator, and then heard a few ear-piercing bangs, the Guyuan Stone was shattered, and those yellow shadows paused for a moment and continued to stab To Qingyang. But Qingyang is not worried, because there is a layer of green lotus armor on the outside of his body, although it cannot be stimulated with real energy, but with the foundation of Lingbao, the man in yellow robe has already been smashed by those few Guyuan stones to lose most of his power It's really not easy for the attack to hurt him.

Sure enough, after those yellow shadows hit Qingyang's body, they only aroused a few blue rays of light, and then fell to the ground without causing the slightest harm to Qingyang.

Seeing this situation, the yellow man's face was startled. These yellow lights are several yellow Emei thorns, which are made of special materials. Blocked by a solid stone, the power dropped a bit, but it shouldn't even hurt the opponent's skin. How can this body-refining cultivator's defense be so powerful?

While the yellow man was shocked, the other three also launched attacks on Qingyang one after another. Their methods were different, but the difference in power was not very big. Although Qingyang was unable to use many methods due to damage to his meridians, he Fighting and fighting, I can barely handle it.

Qingyang made a rough estimate. Although these floating tribes are not big, their strength is not bad. Compared with the monks of the same rank in Gufeng Continent and Duckweed Continent, they are even slightly stronger. The spirit world is huge and there are countless races. The Floating Tribe living in a corner has such a background. The monks of the same level of other races will definitely be stronger, and Qingyang's ability to challenge through higher ranks will be greatly reduced.

The two sides come and go, and a few rounds passed in a blink of an eye, and neither of the two sides could do anything to the other. Seeing that several subordinates were unable to defeat Qingyang for a long time, and it might be a mistake if they dragged on, the big-headed man finally couldn't sit still, angry He said: "What are you all doing for food? After such a long time, you can't even take down an injured Jindan Body Refining cultivator? Do you want me to do it myself?"

Seeing that the leader was angry, several people didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and they used their trump cards one after another, and saw that the top of the yellow robed man's head suddenly lit up, and a yellow light shot at Qingyang. This is not the Emei thorn that was refined the day after tomorrow, but his natal stunt, the moth thorn, which is not only twice as fast, but also surprisingly powerful, and it is highly poisonous. Hard to live.

At the same time, the old man in the green shirt waved his sleeves, and two invisible sound waves came towards Qingyang from both sides. The sound waves carried a special kind of fluctuation, which made people feel headaches. Spiritual thoughts will also intermittently follow the frequency of the sound waves, and it is almost impossible to use the means of divine thoughts.

The young man in black next to him slapped the feather fan in his hand a few times, and suddenly a thick fog filled the sky. This thick fog is not an ordinary fog. It can not only block the line of sight, but also block the spiritual thoughts of monks. One mouthful of dizziness~lightnovelpub.net~ Even the reaction speed will be a little slower.

Finally, the woman in the green skirt opened her mouth, and a large ball of silk netting suddenly appeared in the sky, overwhelming Qingyang. Moreover, the silk screen has a special stickiness, once it is covered, it will shrink more and more tightly, making it impossible to break free.

In order to deal with Qingyang, these four people also went all out, and all of them used their unique skills, not to mention usually used to deal with the injured Golden Core cultivator, even the Nascent Soul cultivator would find it difficult to parry. Fortunately, Qingyang was just a monk who was injured and pretended to be a golden core. His insight and reaction were not comparable to that of ordinary golden core monks.

There were bursts of bangs, and Qingyang was submerged in the smoke. After all, Qingyang was an injured person, and most of the methods were useless. Facing so many powerful attacks at once, it was inevitable that he would be in a hurry. When he came over, his body might not be able to keep up, so Qingyang continuously deflected the attacks of the old man in green clothes, the young man in black clothes, and the woman in green skirt, but he couldn't block the attack of the man in yellow robe, and was nailed to the right by the moth thorn. On the arm, the arm swelled instantly.

(end of this chapter)

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