Spirit Totem.

Just like the spirit beast transformation talisman, this is the best symbol of spiritual convergence.

"Why, are you dumbfounded?" Wei Qing raised his shining right arm and asked with a sneer.

Zhan Feihong stared at this arm covered with green totem lines for a while, then slowly withdrew his gaze and disappeared without saying a word.

After a tenth of a breath, he suddenly dodged behind Wei Qing, and struck the opponent's neck with a sharp blade.

But just when the sharp edge was about to imprint on the skin, a gloomy green dark light with a formidable aura suddenly spread from the nearest point of the blade.

A thick, smelly rotten smoke floated up from within the range of the green light, and Zhan Feihong's arm covered with a black scythe froze in mid-air.

He could clearly feel the severe pain conveyed by nature in his heart. If he guessed correctly, the body-protecting spiritual energy hidden in Wei Qingzhou's body was actually accompanied by extremely ferocious poison!

"Boy, do you dare to play sneak attack with me?"

Feeling the strangeness on his neck, Wei Qing had a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth. "I have lived till now, and no opponent has been able to break through my bone-corroding shield. If you really have that ability, I can spare your life and save you."

Why not?"

Zhan Feihong quickly withdrew the black scythe and replied angrily: "What you say is better than what you sing. If I could break your veil, your life would be gone long ago. How can you even talk about sparing me?"

"Kill me?"

Wei Qing's sneer became even stronger. He raised his palm, and large swaths of strange spiritual waves circulated from various parts of his body and then turned into sections of black carapace. It didn't take long before they were as tight as armor.

He's wrapped up in it.

"I have no less than five life-saving magic powers. Even if you are lucky enough to break through my bone-corroding shield, what can you do to me as long as I have this spirit-condensing scorpion armor?"

Seeing the second magical power displayed by Wei Qing, the young man couldn't help but sigh that this realm above the spiritual convergence was really powerful. Not only did his own cultivation level improve, but his spiritual martial arts powers also became much more mysterious.

However, in his eyes, this seemingly hard carapace was not as threatening as the corrosive protective aura.

Especially not long ago, he integrated the thirteen pieces of broken vines into one style, which made it possible to break the earth magic power specially used for defense.

"How about you take off the poisonous skin and let me punch it twice to see?"

Thinking of this, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhan Feihong's eyes, he untied the creation and put it into the oil paper bag, and a hazy golden light floated on his fist.

"Again, you're playing provocative tactics?"

Wei Qing glanced at Zhan Feihong nonchalantly, crossed his legs, raised his chin and said, "If you want to play, I'll play with you! Anyway, I will cut off your head no matter what you say today, just to make up for your small life."

Got it!"

After saying that, he shook his palm, and a layer of green light waves dissipated from top to bottom like a broken glass cover.

Zhan Feihong didn't wait for the bone-eroding shield to completely come off, and the dragon's eyes reached their limit, instantly bullying him behind Wei Qing.

As the air around his right arm twisted and deformed, thick rings of light that looked like pure gold swayed one after another, and finally condensed on the young man's fist.

In less than half a blink of an eye, these thirteen circles of light completely converged to the top, and Zhan Feihong suddenly opened his stance and hit the seam of the black scorpion armor!

The power of this punch is three points stronger than when it shattered the golden horn hammer!

Wei Qing, who was originally calm and composed, felt a suffocating spiritual pressure coming from behind him. The corners of his parted mouth immediately sank, and a solemn look appeared between his brows.

Although he has a very irritable temper and is a flamboyant person, no matter which helpless cultivator can cultivate to a state above spiritual convergence, he has experienced countless life and death battles, large and small.

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In these years of hard work, they have already developed the consciousness of this kind of people to be extremely sharp. They are afraid that even if a seemingly ordinary person throws an extremely ordinary punch, they will be able to smell the hidden secrets in this punch.

the dangers within.

And Zhan Feihong's attack made Wei Qing feel the super destructive power compressed to the extreme level in those thirteen apertures!

"You bastard, are you kidding me?!"

A cold snort sounded out, and the casual cultivator above Ling Lian rushed forward without saying a word.

Immediately, he flew up high like a scorpion's tail with one kick, and kicked the young man's thirteen-dozen vine-breaking fusion combat skills without any deviation!

The two streams of golden and green spiritual pressure suddenly collided together, and the roaring sound almost spread throughout the space for miles around.

Immediately, this battle of forces came to an end.

Wei Qing couldn't help but tense up. He didn't expect that one of his favorite combat skills, the scorpion tail flick, would be bounced back by the opponent's punch!

If this punch really hit his lower back, I am afraid that the Spirit Ning Scorpion Armor might not be able to withstand the ferocious force and break into pieces.

After a while, fear suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart. He rolled forward a few times, turned around and stared at Zhan Feihong's position.

"You haven't reached the spiritual condensation stage, how come you can hit such a powerful blow?!"

After the fear dissipated, an uncontrollable anger arose in Wei Qing's mind. In this anger, there was actually a deep feeling of jealousy hidden.

Zhan Feihong looked at his fist thoughtfully. He did not expect that the opponent could actually keep up with his speed even when he used his full power of the dragon's eyes, and he still had enough energy to kick him back.

It seems that the real strength of this casual cultivator is neither attack nor defense, but his body skills!

However, before he could answer the question raised by the other party, another voice interrupted the almost frozen atmosphere between the two.

"How come you don't keep your words?"

Wei Qing and Zhan Feihong couldn't help turning their heads at the same time, and they suddenly discovered that the person who opened his mouth was a thin man who had just been lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious.

At some point, he stood up and tilted his head to look at the two of them.

But that's not the most surprising thing. The most surprising thing is that when this man speaks, he has a girl's voice.

Zhan Feihong and Wei Qing were stunned for a moment, neither of them knew how to face this sudden change.

"Let me ask you, you big guy, why can't you keep your words?" The thin man seemed not to notice the strange expressions of the two of them, but still faced Wei Qing and asked.

"Who's talking means nothing?"

After being questioned twice by this guy who didn't know whether he was a man or a woman, Wei Qing finally recovered from his shock and asked with a cold face.

"Of course it's you. You clearly agreed to let me punch you twice, so why did you go back on your word?"

Blinking his eyes innocently, the thin man replied matter-of-factly.

Zhan Feihong felt a chill in his heart. He really couldn't bear the fact that he was obviously dressed as a man, but he had a female voice and pretended to be cute.

But Wei Qing couldn't care about so much anymore. The bruises he suffered from fighting with the young man had not yet healed. In the midst of his anger, he was scarred by this unorthodox thing, and his forehead could not help but bulge.

Several green veins.

"If I had known you were so mean-mouthed, I should have killed you just now!"

An angry smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and his right arm covered with green totems drew dozens of long traces of light in the air, and continued to stretch out into the distance, gradually turning into a two-foot-long streak.

The remaining long illusory scorpion tail.

"What, you still want to kill people and silence them?"

When the thin man saw this thick and long green scorpion tail, he was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he jumped up and hid next to Zhan Feihong.

"Young hero, for the sake of saying good things to you, please save me once, okay?" He stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man's arm. His two triangular eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at him pitifully.

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Zhan Feihong looked at the scorpion whip that was about to take shape on Wei Qing's arm, and then looked at the thin man's face that said, "I feel pity for you when I see it"...

He jumped under the ground very decisively and disappeared.

"Ungrateful stinky man!"

Just hearing a cry echoing around, the young man who had just emerged from the ground couldn't help but tremble, and hid his head in the weeds, never daring to show his head again.

When Wei Qing saw Zhan Feihong running away neatly, a cruel look appeared on his eyebrows. "Huh, I just want to kill people and silence them. Who can help you?"

"Don't come over here. If you dare to take a step forward, I will scream!"

The thin man suddenly looked panicked, clutched his chest tightly with his hands, and shouted as if he was crying or angry.

His virtue made Wei Qing almost vomit, and the sinister look on his face became even more sinister, and he cursed bitterly: "Why did I find a disgusting bastard like you to lead the way? It's so dirty.

My hand!"

After that, he took a step forward, whipped the crystal green scorpion tail whip over his head, aimed it at the thin man's position, and whipped it down!

"Oh my god, you moved your feet, I'm going to scream!"

However, the thin man only focused his attention on Wei Qing's forward foot. As the foot landed, he took a deep breath, raised his butt, opened his mouth and shouted.

Zhan Feihong subconsciously covered his ears in the distance, and was about to hold his head and wait for the storm to end. But unexpectedly, the high-pitched barking that was supposed to come as expected did not occur.

"Meow--!!"

What actually sounded was a charming sound that was very similar to a cat's meow.

Zhan Feihong was confused. It turned out that this secretive guy would use some special magical power to teach Wei Qing an unforgettable lesson.

But in the end, he was greeted by a cat-like hissing sound, and the sound was neither too loud nor too quiet, so it had no impact on him.

But it was such a ghostly cry that made the young man even more suspicious. He couldn't help but move closer and carefully observe the current situation of the two people through the dragon's eyes.
Chapter completed!