The dozens of zhang giant water dragon whirlpools, after exhausting all the water aura, finally gradually dissipated.

In the center of the whirlpool, a raging red humanoid flame still floated several feet high in the swamp, the light dim, but indestructible.

Ye Qin looked down at his whole body, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

His original cloth outfit had already been completely corroded by the cold water energy of the water dragon whirlpool, revealing a full set of fire-type thorn armor magic weapons, thorn soft armor, thorn leggings, and thorn gauntlets, which protected his whole body, allowing him to escape almost certain death in the water dragon whirlpool.

The defensive effect of fire-type armor far exceeds that of ordinary protective shields, and it has a natural restraint effect on water-based spells. After only a little mana was infused into the magic weapon, the fire armor emitted a strong fire aura, and as soon as the cold qi touched the magic weapon, it dissipated into invisibility.

However, although he has the Yuan Shen magic weapon Nan Mingli Fire Sword and a full set of fire-based soft armor, he also has a weakness, that is, his cultivation is only a mid-level foundation, and the mana in his body is limited.

As long as there is enough money, the magic weapon can be sold, and it is easy for the monks of the famous immortal family to get a few top-quality magic weapons. But the mana can't be deceived at all, how high the cultivation is, how much mana there is.

In the previous few chaotic battles, he had already consumed nearly half of his mana. And in the water dragon whirlpool, in order to resist the cold water power hair attack, his mana was fully infused into the armor magic weapon, and he was almost exhausted.

Now he has a whole set of powerful magic weapons, but the mana that urges the magic weapons is gone. Without mana, no matter how many magic weapons you have, it won't do anything.

Uh~ Draw the remaining mana in the body with all your might, and maybe you can also urge the magic weapon to send out one or two attacks.

Ye Qin couldn't help but look at Li Xi, who was more than ten zhang away, and showed a smile. Li Xi was too confident in the high-level water spells he cast, and he actually stood more than ten feet away from the water dragon whirlpool, waiting for him to collect his magic weapon after he died.

Li looked at the humanoid flames floating in the air, his eyes widened, and he was speechless.

Not dead, not dead, he couldn't imagine that the foundation building monk who was devoured by the high-level water system spell saliva dragon vortex would not be dead. It didn't even seem to be seriously injured, just soaked in the water dragon whirlpool for a while. There are by no means a few foundation building monks he has killed, and he has never seen a foundation building monk so difficult to kill. This could not but surprise him.

Three complete sets of fire-based mid-level magic weapons?!"

After Li Xi saw it clearly, he was completely depressed. He was a young master of the Lingquan Sect, and he did not collect a complete set of water system middle-level magic weapons. The Qingdan monk of unknown origin in front of him not only had a Yuan Shen magic weapon, but also such a complete set of magic weapons for self-protection, which made him speechless. Of course, if he knew that Ye Qin still had a complete set of ice-based armor weapons, he would probably have to go crazy.

"Young Sect Master, quickly retreat!"

The two middle-aged Dharma Protector monks sensed the danger and cried out in shock. They each threw out a blue light, an ice sword magic weapon, and rushed towards Ye Qin, while trying to cover the young sect master's retreat.

Ye Qin's strength, they have already seen it, the horror is abnormal, and the closer they get closer, the more dangerous it is. Only by keeping a distance can we ensure the safety of the young master.

At this time, he saw Ye Qin holding Nanming's fire sword in one hand to block the two blue magic weapons that shot out, and at the same time, he slapped the storage bag on his waist unhurriedly, and a small bronze bell magic weapon flew out, turning into a big bell.

Li Xi was suddenly taken aback and retreated. Ye Qin's body was full of powerful magic weapons, which already made him feel awe, how dare he try it easily when he saw the bronze bell of 9.

Ye Qin flicked his fingers, Xinfeng smiled secretly, and now he still wants to escape, no way!

"Knock~!"

A wave of dementors swept in.

Before Li Xi had time to retreat a few feet, his mind was buzzing, he fell into a daz, and he stumbled and fell.

The two Dharma Protectors beside him were also suffering and fell into a coma. This dementor wave is a small-scale shock, and it is the same for many people and small people, as long as they are involved in the dementor wave, they will be stunned the same.

Whew, a burst of red light shot out, and the surging flame Nan Mingli Fire Sword had already flown in front of Li Xi, from small to large, and slashed head-on.

The dizzying effect of the bronze bell was actually very short-lived for the mid-level monks in the foundation building period. Li Xi woke up from his dizziness in the blink of an eye, and was shocked to feel a burst of fire rushing towards his face, and hurriedly dodged the fire sword to the side in shock.

"Ah1" Li Xi screamed in pain, dodging his body, but not his arm. His left hand, which was holding the Water Shell Spirit Bead, was completely cut off by the fire sword, and it fell to the side sprinkled with red blood. As the young master of the Lingquan Sect, how could he have suffered such a heavy physical injury, and the pain in his heart made him almost soft to the ground on the spot.

Ye Qin was slightly overjoyed, holding the flying sword in his hand, Nan Ming turned the fire sword in the middle of the banquet, and slashed at Li Xi again, wanting to kill this young master who was very threatening to him on the spot.

The two middle-aged Dharma Protector monks were even more unbearable than Li Xi, and after Li Xi was cut off an arm, they woke up from their faintness, and saw that the young master's life was in danger, so they hurriedly urged the ice sword 1 magic weapon desperately, and arrived at Ye Qin's pursuit of Li Xi.

Ye Qin's look of annoyance flashed, and he took back Nan Ming's departure from the fire alum to kill Li Xi, without a short period of effort, he was afraid that he would not succeed, he didn't have the mana to fight anymore, and if he didn't leave, he might not even be able to perform the Wind Resisting Technique. With a wave of his hand, he collected the water shell spirit bead that had fallen on the swamp, put his foot in the water on the ground, and hurriedly escaped from the swamp.

Li Xi and his two Dharma Protector Monks were undecided, and they were afraid of Ye Qin's combat power, so they didn't dare to catch up for a while. They didn't know that Ye Qin had little mana left now, and with Ye Qin's many magic weapons, it would be easy to kill one of them.

Soon, more than a dozen Lingquanmen monks who were chasing and killing Qingdan monks heard the exclamations here and returned one after another.

"Young Sect Master, we have already killed six Qingdan monks, but we were escaped by a low-level foundation building monk. Young Sect Master, what are you?, Elder Di and the other elders hurriedly came back with people to report on the battle situation, and when they saw the blood and broken arms in the swamp, they were all shocked and stunned.

Li Xi covered his broken arm, used his mana to restrain the blood gushing out, and roared urgently, "Don't worry about the Qingdan monk who escaped, go and take back the Shuibei Spirit Bead for me, it's the monk just now!"

He was now almost vomiting blood in frustration. failed to kill Ye Qin, but even lost the magic weapon of the Water Shell Spirit Bead. Without this powerful water magic weapon, his strength would be greatly reduced, and many water spells would not be able to be cast at all.

"Yes, the subordinates will chase after it!" Elder Du and the others were stunned, that Qingdan monk was swallowed by the water dragon vortex, and he was not dead yet!

They didn't dare to ask more questions from the young master in anger, so they hurriedly received the order.

At this time, the more than twenty foundation building monks of the Lingquan Gate had already returned, and under the order of the angry young sect master Li Xi, they went all out to search for Ye Qin's whereabouts in the swamp.

Li Xi led people to chase after him for a while, but he couldn't track down Ye Qin's whereabouts, and he was shocked and angry.

"Quick, Ice Lake. He's on the other side of the frozen lake!"

After a while, he suddenly faintly heard a scream in the distance, looked in the direction of the ice lake, and immediately shouted badly. The Ice Lake, where their temporary camp was located, had a large number of Qi cultivation stage disciples collecting Ice Spirit Stones there.

Ye Qin did not fly directly into the sky with his sword and escaped, but rushed into the swamp mist.

Although the sky is big, there is nowhere to cover it, and it is easy to be caught up by the monks of Lingquan Gate, but it is not as good as the swamp fog to hide people. He is now only one person, in an absolute weakness, once he is entangled in his nose, he will die or live. The safest way to do this is to hide your whereabouts through the fog in the 9 swamps.

After getting rid of the three young masters, he walked cautiously through the swamp mist, avoiding the pursuit of the demon beasts and the monks of the Lingquan Sect.

Suddenly, Ye Qin was stunned, his figure flashed, and he quickly disappeared into a low jungle.

I saw that the dark blue mist in front of me had faded a lot, and an ice-blue lake several miles in a radius appeared, and a thick layer of ice had formed on the surface of the lake, and it was steaming with a hint of cold. There are a lot of shrubs and jungles around the lake, as well as ice-type monsters.

Ye Qin muttered to himself, it seems that this should be the deepest ice lake area in the Cold Lake Forest.

In an open space by the lake, dozens of small wooden houses and stone houses were also built, which were built by the monks of Lingquanmen.

At this time, there were dozens of monks at the seventh or eighth level of the Qi cultivation period who were moving around the lake, some of them smashed the ice and jumped into the ice lake to collect ice spirit stones from the depths of the lake, while the other dozen Qi cultivators were meditating by the lake to recover their mana. One or two are overseers, who don't pick ice spirit stones, but just take care of them.

The icy air of this icy lake is overwhelming. With the cultivation of these Qi cultivation period cultivators, they would use all their strength to drive their mana to resist the cold air, and I am afraid it would take them half an hour to collect a low-grade ice spirit stone from the bottom of the lake.

Ye Qin carefully looked at the many huts by the lake. Most of the huts were the dwellings of the mining monks and were unguarded. Only one of the inconspicuous small stone houses, with a low-ranking monk guarding the door.

Ye Qin was stunned, his heart moved slightly, and an irrepressible joy surged up from his heart.

He had been in the Beiyingshan mining area in Qingdanmen, so he knew some of the rules of mining. After the spirit stone is excavated, it is generally stored in the mining area. Then, every few days, or half a month or so, these spirit stones will be escorted away by several foundation building monks.

In other words, in this camp, it is likely that there are some ice spirit stones hoarded. And the hut guarded by the foundation building monk is very likely to be the place where the ice spirit stones are hoarded.

Ye Qin didn't do it immediately, he drank a few sips of spiritual wine in the small jungle, meditated and quickly recovered his mana. After that, he concealed his breath and sneaked to a few dozen feet away from the small stone house, when he suddenly burst out, and a red light struck the stunned low-level foundation building monk.

The low-level monk hurriedly threw out a green flying sword to resist, but he didn't expect that the green flying sword was smashed into pieces by the red mang, and the fire sword shrouded him at the end of the 9 end and shattered, and he only had time to let out a frightened scream, and he was cut in half by Nan Mingli's fire sword and burned to ashes.

The entire Ice Lake camp suddenly screamed and became chaotic, and dozens of Qi cultivators nearby fled in horror when they found out that the camp had been raided.

Ye Qin didn't have time to pay attention to them, so he kicked open the stone door and saw three storage bags on the table in the hut.

Ye Qin's divine sense quickly swept over these storage bags, haha, sure enough, they were all ice spirit stones, and the collected ice spirit stones were all stacked in these storage bags. In these three storage bags, there were about seven or eight thousand low-grade ice spirit stones, as well as hundreds of medium-grade ice spirit stones, and several high-grade ice spirit stones. These ice spirit stones are estimated to be enough for a minor immortal sect majoring in the ice system to use for a few days.

If Ye Qin used it alone, it would be enough for him to use it for a long time, at least before he formed the Golden Pill, he didn't have to worry about not being able to find enough Ice Spirit Stones.

Ye Qin was very satisfied with the three storage bags, and flew out of the small stone house.

At this time, he couldn't help frowning.

I saw that outside the small stone house, there were dozens of Qi cultivation period monks from the Lingquan Sect, hugging each other with messy steps, each holding a spirit sword and a spirit sword at him. Their eyes looked panicked, and they surrounded the hut in fear, trying to stop Ye Qin and take back the Ice Spirit Stone that they had worked so hard to collect for half a month.

But their courage was only that, and although they surrounded the small stone house, they did not dare to take a step forward. As soon as Ye Qin flew out of the small stone house, they retreated a few steps in shock.

In the face of a huge gap in cultivation, it is useless to have too many people. The dozens of Qi Cultivators in front of him went up together, and they couldn't hurt a single hair of Ye Qin.

The mid-level cultivators who built the foundation, just the invisible spiritual pressure emanating from their bodies made their group of 9 Qi Cultivators feel an almost suffocating pressure, and they were almost trembling and it was difficult to hold the spiritual weapon in their hands, and it was difficult for ten percent of their cultivation to exert half of it, let alone attack Ye Qin.

Ye Qin glanced at them and sneered, full of disdain. He didn't have the time to entangle with these low-ranking monks.

He glanced into the distance, only to see that Li Xi, Elder Du, and a group of Lingquan Gate foundations had already rushed out of the swamp mist and entered the ice lake. Li Xi roared angrily, beckoned as many as twenty foundation building monks, and quickly rushed towards the stone house.

Ye Qin was startled, his back was cold, he didn't dare to delay any longer, he threw the Nanming Lihuo Sword into the air, jumped up, stepped on the fire sword, turned into a dazzling red light, and flew into the sky.

The lake is so empty that there is nowhere to hide. Now he's running as fast as he can.

"I want to escape, I dream. Wait to die, I must kill you today!"

Li Xi scolded angrily, how could he watch Ye Qin flee, and with all the Lingquan monks, they threw out their magic weapons one after another, and chased fiercely. Even if he chased to the edge of the sky, he would have to cut Ye Qin into hundreds to vent his hatred.

Moreover, there were more than twenty of them, and their strength far exceeded that of Ye Qin, but Ye Qin's team members were almost wiped out, even if they used wheel battles, their group of foundation-building monks was enough to beat Ye Qin to death.

Moreover, there were a few of them who were high-level foundation building cultivators, and the flying speed of the Imperial Sword was definitely not below Ye Qin, so they were very sure that they would be able to catch up with Ye Qin. ！~！

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