A cold light flashed in the monk's eyes, a look of cruelty passed by for a moment, and he felt extremely ashamed and angry!

He was a cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Although he was outnumbered four, he was able to severely injure one and tie up another through the unexpected sneak attack. Logically, he could have easily killed them all afterwards, but he was careless and accidentally fell into the opponent's formation.

In fact, it was okay to fall into the formation. After all, it was just a low-grade Xuan-level formation. It was not impossible to break it as long as he was given time. However, the opponent was not a dead man either. He had just cooperated with the swordsman to give him a heavy blow. Now a low-grade Xuan-level beast appeared, catching him off guard.

"Formation master? Animal tamer?"

A ferocious look appeared on the cultivator's face, "It doesn't matter anymore. Wait until I destroy your broken formation. You are just four casual cultivators. I can kill you all with one seal!"

Although the Golden Que Snake caught him off guard, he still had some cultivation base after all. The square tripod released infinite suction force and was about to suck Xiaohua in soon.

But at this moment, a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy flashed in the air. The monk was operating the square tripod when suddenly a warning came from his sea of ​​consciousness.

In this way, the force of the needle entered the body and the true energy was forced to flow. The cultivator could not help but groan, his face turned pale, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

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Xiaohua flashed in the formation, left silently, and then coiled around Yi Ming's wrist. Its aura was restrained again, leaving no trace. It closed its eyes with satisfaction and began to digest the cultivator's essence and blood.

His aura suddenly declined, the light in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the monk's vitality had reached a freezing point, and he was only a few breaths away from death.

Qing Yangzi continued to be confused, and then he couldn't help but shudder all over. Was his sword so awesome? "Grinded into ashes?"

The monk tried his best to turn his body sideways, resisting the invisible needles in his body, while waving his palm, trying to knock the Golden Que Snake away first.

With the speed of the Golden Que Snake, he was now powerless to save the situation!

Yi Ming pinched his hand seal and waved his hand to take back the flag of the Thousand Sand Grinding Divine Array. The endless black sand disappeared without a trace. In the clear sky, only a storage ring and a square tripod were left, hanging desolately in the air.

If the monk's body was completely destroyed at this time, then the dozen or so needle holes on his body and the traces of the Golden Que Snake's attack would of course disappear completely.

Yi Ming looked at Qingyangzi, who had just stopped his sword, with admiration and gave him a thumbs up, his eyes full of excitement and admiration.

"I haven't even drawn my sword yet, you loser!" The faint voice made the monk feel angry, and then his blood rushed up, and finally his eyes rolled back and he died...

The monk was horrified, and his true energy surged throughout his body. The protective true energy that had just been broken by the Golden Que Snake was forcefully mobilized again, flowing from the inside out towards the place where the invisible needles were, intending to blast them out of his body.

Of course it is the lower-grade Xuan-level invisible needle. This is already the complete form of the invisible needle, which is both real and illusory, as if it exists and does not exist. Even if the cultivator is at a higher level, he can only discover clues when the invisible needle is very close.

"Who are you...?"

"What?"

Then Qingyangzi reacted the next moment, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Yi Ming.

"Evil beast!"

The Golden Snake has come out...

At this time Yi Ming showed his power, and dozens of invisible needles followed the Golden Que Snake and approached him. They flashed in his spiritual consciousness and quickly stabbed towards the vital points all over his body.

I don’t know whether he was killed by the Golden Que Snake or was angered to death at the last moment.

“Speaking of which, the Thousand Sand Grinding Divine Array is really a good way to destroy corpses and cover up traces.” Yi Ming couldn’t help but sigh secretly.

"What?"

Yi Ming let out a long breath, and the seals in his hands changed. Black sand surged in the Thousand Sand Grinding Divine Array, and the boundless black sand submerged the monk's body. In just a few breaths, he was ground into pieces, turned into ashes, and completely disappeared between this world.

"What?" Qing Yangzi was confused. He was about to turn around and strike again, but he saw that Yi Ming had already withdrawn the formation. Under the clear sky, there was no trace of the great cultivator in the middle stage of Condensation Yuan. "Where is he?"

"Mr. Yang, what a powerful sword!"

He wanted to destroy the body and cover up all traces, of course, because he didn't want Qingyangzi and the other two to know about the Golden Que Snake. Friends are friends, but he still has to keep his trump card.

"What?"

However, with such an obstruction, he was of course unable to control the square tripod and could only use his body's true energy to resist. As a result, the Golden Que Snake shook all over and instantly broke free from the square tripod's suction. A cold golden light flashed in its eyes, and it twisted and swayed in the air, and rushed towards the cultivator's heart pulse again.

"There is more!" The monk was suddenly shocked, "What kind of magic weapon is this?"

When his body-protecting true energy dimmed, seven or eight of the next dozen invisible needles were blocked, but four or five still broke through his body-protecting true energy and shot into his body again.

The monk's body shook again and again, and he was no longer able to avoid the Golden Que Snake. It opened a hole in his shoulder, and a flash of black and white light flashed and drilled towards his heart.

The Golden Snake sucked blood... The Golden Snake drank it all...

“He’s dead!” Yi Ming shook his head and said admiringly, “Master Yang, your sword strike was so powerful that it broke through 90% of his body protection essence with one strike. Then I took advantage of the opportunity and used the Thousand Sand Grinding Divine Formation to attack. He couldn’t hold on and was ground into ash by the infinite black sand.”

At the same time, the flying needle, which was neither visible nor perceptible, flew wildly along his meridians and blood vessels, piercing towards his dantian, heart meridian, and sea of ​​consciousness.

The Golden Snake went in...

The monk was stunned, and before he could react, he felt his whole body stiffen, and several important acupoints on his body began to feel pain like being pricked by needles.

This kind of attack, which he could ignore when his body's protective energy was intact, posed the greatest threat to him at this moment.

Damn it, you are hiding your abilities! You didn't use your full strength against Xu Dong that day, but now I can see that you have the ability to kill people above your level in a short period of time!

Of course, Qingyangzi did not underestimate himself. He knew that his sword should have helped Yi Ming a lot. But even so, Yi Ming was terrifying enough. You know, it was only a few breaths of time. He just turned around after he struck with the sword and the person was dead.

"Hehe..." Yi Ming laughed dryly, knowing that he couldn't hide it from Qing Yangzi, who was as clear as a mirror in his heart, but so what? Anyway, now there is no evidence, I will say it is your credit.

Seeing Yi Ming still looking admiring, Qing Yangzi couldn't help but shook his head. However, as the saying goes, people grow wiser with age, so he would not expose Yi Ming. Just as Yi Ming said, it's hard to be ignorant about everything...

(End of this chapter)