"Who says I'm out of tricks? I still have some killer moves I haven't used yet."
Good heavens, is this the difference between a mixed spiritual root and a mutated top-grade single spiritual root?
He, a dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator, actually had less stamina than Yun Jing, a six-year-old Qi Refining child...
Upon hearing that Gu Xiaochui had another trick up his sleeve, Yun Jing defensively took two steps back.
Gu Xiaochui took a deep breath, trying to calm his agitated state, and then took out his last magical artifact.
Rong Zi was drinking tea when she saw the magical artifact he took out, and she looked surprised.
Good heavens, in just three months, Gu Xiaochui not only crafted so many spiritual artifacts, but even managed to create this.
This talent...
That's a tiny bit incredible!
Gu Xiaochui twirled the black pistol in his hand with a cool gesture.
After pointing the gun at Yun Jing, he kindly gave Yun Jing a piece of advice.
"My soon-to-be junior brother, you'd better watch out from now on."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Xiaochui pulled the trigger.
With a slight sound, a small red spiritual energy bullet suddenly shot out from the muzzle of the gun, heading straight towards Yun Jing.
Yun Jing was startled and quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.
Thud...
A loud bang was heard.
Where Yun Jing had avoided, the spiritual energy bomb exploded with a bang, the scorching fireball blasting a crater in the ground.
Yun Jing stared at the pit, his eyes wide with shock.
What kind of heaven-defying magical artifact is this?
Can you just casually tap a button and use a compressed fireball to blow someone up?
Not only Yun Jing, but Rong Zi was also stunned.
This gun is much more powerful than the one depicted on the blueprint she gave Gu Xiaochui before.
Did he make some improvements himself?
Shocked, Yun Jing saw Gu Xiaochui pointing the gun at him again, and he quickly began to dodge and flee.
In an instant, the situation on the field completely reversed.
It turned into Gu Xiaochui holding a gun behind Yun Jing, firing shot after shot at him as he fled, unleashing a barrage of fire.
Each spirit energy projectile is incredibly powerful.
Wherever the bullet hits, it leaves a hole...
Yun Jing was panting heavily, and it looked like he was about to collapse. He rolled away to avoid another fireball attack from behind, then stretched out his hand to Gu Xiaochui and said urgently, "Wait a minute."
Gu Xiaochui stopped aiming, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "What? Planning to admit defeat?"
Yun Jing shook his head, panting.
"No, I'm also planning to use my ultimate move."
As he spoke, he took out his suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument).
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