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Deng An opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of ghostly fire, turning it into a fierce tiger and pounced on the "Wind Dragon". 。 At the same time, the Tomb Dust Stone Ring flew from his soul body, and it instantly grew several times.

Because the time was too hasty, it was difficult for Deng An to make the two medium-grade meditation cultivation and exert all their power at the same time. Therefore, after using these methods, he hurriedly pinched the trick and continuously shot out a series of spiritual power in front of him, causing a layer of ghostly light like a water curtain to appear outside the soul body.

By this time, the wind dragon had already engulfed the flame tiger and slammed into the tomb dust stone ring. Since the Tomb Dust Stone Ring failed to 'excite' its full power, under its impact, it reverberated towards the layer of ghostly light outside his soul's body, and the ghostly light was overwhelmed by the blow and shattered like a mirror.

Deng An immediately felt a blur in his consciousness, and then, he was 'awakened' by a sharp pain, under such a heavy blow, the general meditation would inevitably be seriously injured, probably because his soul core was fused with the "mysterious orb", and there was no damage.

However, the process is extremely painful.

Compared with the ghosts in the art field, including the original wood, 'Yin' Jiming, etc., they all thought that Deng An was seriously injured even if he was not a soul dissipation, but when he saw that his soul body was still solid, and it seemed that he had not suffered much damage, they all 'revealed' surprised expressions, because they could all feel that the "Wind Dragon" residual momentum had definitely hit the soul core, and Deng An could not be safe and sound.

At this time, they were envious and shocked that Deng An suddenly sacrificed the tomb dust stone ring, and if they knew the material of the tomb dust stone ring again, I am afraid they would all become jealous.

Most of the cultivators didn't understand the refining tools and couldn't see the material of the tomb dust stone ring, but the mid-stage meditation cultivator named Wen Hanting who was sitting next to Mo Wuyan, and Huang Ai, who was next to him, stared at the tomb dust stone ring, and when his eyes flickered, his expression changed a little.

"It's really rare, it turns out to be this thing. Wen Hanting muttered, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and suddenly, he smiled slightly, turned to Huang Ai, who was still sleepy, and asked: "Huang Ai, the old man has been admitted to you, do you know the material of that ring artifact?"

"It's not animal bones used, nor is it the material of this realm, Huang Ai's knowledge is shallow, he can only see these, please Wencheng will solve the 'confusion'. ( ) In front of Wen Hanting, Huang Ai was extremely respectful, and after hesitating for a moment, he really couldn't think of anything that fit, so he sincerely asked.

"Tomb dust. Wen Hanting only said two words.

"It's tomb dust?!" Hearing this, Huang Ai opened his mouth wide, and after a long time, he exclaimed in amazement: "A grain of tomb dust is very rare, and I don't know how much tomb dust is needed to refine it into a stone ring artifact? It's really hard to imagine how so much tomb dust is collected!"

"What a pity!" Wen Hanting sighed again.

"What's the pity of being able to refine a medium-grade artifact?" Huang Ai was puzzled.

"About 300 years ago, when the old man was traveling to the country of Wuwu, he overheard a friend talking about a senior who was collecting tomb dust. According to the price it offers, the role of tomb dust seems to be more than just a refining tool. Wen Hanting said slowly.

"General Wencheng, are you talking about Li Yunrong's senior?" At this time, there was suddenly another 'female' voice who joined their discussion, and it turned out to be the city lord Mo Wuyan.

"The Mo City Lord has also heard about this? it is Senior Li. Wen Hanting looked surprised.

"Those who can be honored by Wencheng as seniors, in the territory of Wuchou Country, I am afraid that only Senior Li has this qualification, but unfortunately, since Senior Li left two hundred years ago, there has been no news, and most of them have disappeared. The lord of this city also heard that you were an admirer of Senior Li back then, and you were turned away from the 'door' when you asked to see you many times. Now that he saw the dark weapon refined by the tomb dust, he didn't snatch it, which proves that the city lord's speculation is not wrong. Mo said lightly.

The lord teased. "Wen Hanting's look was slightly embarrassed.

When the other meditators heard this, they all 'revealed' thoughtful expressions.

Suddenly, a Yang aura came from the art table, interrupting Mo Wuyan's 'exchange' conversation with Wen Hanting, but except for Mo Wuyan's 'figuring' reason, the rest of the meditation cultivators only saw a burst of strong light emitting from Deng An's body, and his sight disappeared for a short time.

When Deng An took over the Wind Dragon's surgery, the killing intent in the wind eyes was even stronger, and he didn't give him a chance to breathe, so he immediately gave up Shi Gui and drove the black 'color' ribbon to sweep forward. However, under the previous series of attacks, when he drove the black 'color' ribbon, there was already a certain gap between him and the previous attack, which was enough for Deng Anshi to show the wind and shadow.

Where the black 'colored' ribbon 'draws', there is only a 'cloud' like a 'cloud' after the wind blows.

At this time, Deng An had already appeared on the other side of the art field. Without any hesitation, he quickly placed the tomb dust stone ring into the soul body, and then reached out and withdrew the black 'colored' stone gui.

"Even if you have two medium-grade artifacts, what can you do? With your strength, you can't bring out their full effect at all. Deng An, you will definitely lose this battle!"

"Yan Lingfeng, Deng wants to see how you win. ”

Deng An sneered and unhurriedly took out a wooden box from his arms.

Yan Lingfeng thought that there was a powerful attack magic weapon in it, and hurriedly collected the black 'colored' ribbon, causing it to swim in front of the soul body, and then, with a vigilant face, stared closely at the wooden box.

"Deng has a treasure here, I don't know if Yan Daoyou is interested?" Seeing the other party's reaction, the corners of Deng An's mouth suddenly showed a playful smile, and after he secretly prepared the bone arrow, he gently raised the wooden box in front of the soul body and opened it suddenly.

A piece of golden light instantly 'shoots' out of the box.

Suddenly, Yan Lingfeng felt as if he had been pierced through his heart by ten thousand arrows, and even, he had a strong illusion, as if his soul body had been pierced into a sieve, and a sense of weakness spread throughout his consciousness. Moreover, his eyesight disappeared for a moment under the stimulation of a strong light.

Not only is it a strict order, but compared to the meditation that is watched under the art field, just looking at the bright light flashing, it falls into darkness. A sense of panic suddenly filled their consciousness.

However, the glare soon re-hidden.

For example, Wen Hanting and other knotted meditative cultivators, as well as some late-stage condensation meditative cultivators, only to see Deng An quickly close the wooden box, and immediately raised it forward, and a crystal light 'shot' towards Yan Lingfeng. They knew that Deng An must have used the extremely fast artifact.

They didn't know what the bright light was emitting. But with their knowledge, they can be sure that this object is not a meditation object, but a supreme yang object used by monks. Since this type of item is extremely restrained from ghosts, if used well, it can damage the enemy by 1,000, but if it is not used well, it will damage itself by 800. Therefore, most of them do not covet it.

In the team of Zangjiao Mansion, the demon lily saw the crystal light, and did not think about the contents of the box for the first time, with a look of schadenfreude on her demon 'Yan' face, she knew that it was impossible for Yan Lingfeng to escape. However, her expression quickly turned into a trace of shock, and then turned into a sleepy 'bewilderment', and then, as if she had figured it out, her face 'revealed' a deep disappointment.

However, the demon lily was a little puzzled, how did Yan Lingfeng know that he would meet Deng An, not only prepared a means to deal with Shi Gui, but also a means to prevent the sudden attack of the bone arrow.

After the Zimu bone arrow hit Yan Lingfeng's soul body, it was immediately bounced out.

Seeing this, Deng An's heart couldn't help but sink.

Around the soul core of Yan Lingfeng, there must be armor-type treasures, and since Yan Lingfeng has the spirit weapon to restrain his Shi Gui, he must have made preparations not to be injured by the bone arrows of the son and mother.

From this point of view, it is absolutely not an accident that he is 'drawn' in a group with the other party.

Deng An subconsciously glanced at the 'Yin' Zhengjun in the distance, and the other party was looking at him with a mocking gaze, as if he was watching a "mortal enemy" in a dying struggle.

"Don't say it's a low-grade artifact, even if it's a medium-grade artifact, it's impossible to penetrate the shield I left outside the soul core, Deng An, what other means do you have?"

Yan Lingfeng smiled proudly, with arrogance in his expression.

Deng An couldn't help frowning, Yan Lingfeng was obviously fully prepared, without using nine cries, he would not only be difficult to defeat the other party, but even have the possibility of defeat.

"It's not early, it's time to end!"

Suddenly, Yan Lingfeng's tone was cold, and his palm probed into the soul body, and he took out five tokens that looked like stones and 'jade'. Their surfaces are engraved with five things, namely Changge, trees, oceans, flames, and hills, and judging from the slight 'waves' of spiritual power emitted, they should belong to the monk's magic weapons. However, when they were injected with the spiritual power one by one by the strict wind, the aura that came out immediately underwent a fundamental 'sexual' transformation, and it seemed that it had become a magic weapon that could only be used by meditation cultivators.

Deng An sensed a crisis coming, and hurriedly retreated to the outside of the art field.

However, Yan Lingfeng turned a blind eye to this, and still injected the token with the power of the underworld.

Deng An has been retreating to the edge of the arena, and if he takes another step back, he will leave the range of the formation, which is equivalent to admitting defeat, of course, he will not give up. However, since they have left a certain distance, the sense of crisis brought by the five tokens has not weakened, but has become stronger.

At this time, Yan Lingfeng made a move.

The five tokens were sacrificed by him separately and flew in five directions. When they reached their fixed position, they 'shot' five white 'colored' beams at the remaining seven tokens. When viewed from straight above or down, these beams form a regular pentagon.

"Enlightenment!" Yan Lingfeng snorted softly, forming a strange magic seal.

A white 'colored' mist quickly emanated from the five tokens and enveloped the entire arena. Because of the existence of the perimeter protection formation, they were confined to a round mound.

Although Deng An stood on the edge of the art field, the moment the white 'colored' mist appeared, a burst of spatial power enveloped him, and the next moment, he appeared in a vast sea of white fog. Almost subconsciously, he hurriedly probed out his telekinesis, but the surroundings seemed to be boundless, and his telekinesis was like a stone sinking into the sea, and everywhere he explored was white 'colored' mist.

Deng An flicked his fingers, and a wind blade was released.

However, the surrounding fog changed for a while, from white to cyan, and the wind blade did not penetrate far before it disappeared strangely, as if it had been decomposed by the cyan mist. However, just as he was about to go in the other direction and test the wind blade, in the cyan mist, a wind blade that was exactly the same as the one he had just released suddenly 'shot'. --63541+dsuaahhh+25507640--&

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