"How about it, fellow Taoist is willing to be open and honest. This is your only chance. Tell me about your identity and origin, how to get here, and who else do you have?"

"As long as you explain all this clearly, I can make the decision. You will not blame your grudges with this sect for the past, turn them into wars and become jade."

"I said, do you believe it?"

Qin Yan said lightly.

"As long as fellow Taoists are willing to speak, I will naturally have a way to distinguish it."

Qin Yan rolled his eyes.

With his scheming, of course he would not believe such nonsense.

If you really agree, the next step for the other party is probably to let yourself be bound.

What's more, I have killed two of them, and turned into swords and jade. It's a joke. Which sect would be so generous?

It’s almost the same to deceive children!

He sighed: "Don't take out these fancy tricks. If you want to do it, please feel free to do it."

"What a big tone."

"Boy, I think you're tired of living."

Seeing Qin Yan's indifferent attitude, the other two monks from Baiqiao Academy who had been silent could not help but shout.

"Since fellow Taoist rejects Yu's kindness, don't blame him for showing mercy."

The old man with soap robe showed a look of regret on his face, then he flipped his palm and took out a formation plate from his arms.

As for the other few immortal cultivators, they also had the same movement, but what they were holding on to was a palm-sized magic flag.

The four of them were not only ordered to ambush here, but also arranged a formation in advance.

In this way, as long as the other party is not a Jindan-level immortal cultivator, he will not be able to escape from them.

And this place is impossible for a Jindan monk.

"As the saying goes, God has the virtue of living a life. If a fellow Taoist changes his mind now, he still has time to tie his hands and answer my questions honestly. Yu must not guarantee your life."

The other party spoke up for the final persuasion. After all, if it could save trouble, he would not be willing to act roughly.

However, Qin Yan ignored it.

"What a guy who doesn't cry without seeing the coffin."

A hint of anger flashed across the old man's face, so he stopped talking. He swung his sleeves and changed his magic skills, and several rays of inspiration hit the array plate in front of him.

boom!

Suddenly, spiritual energy surged, and a light shield appeared, covering the entire area of ​​several acres.

Obviously, this is to prevent Qin Yan from escaping.

Then he made another magic trick.

roar!

A roar that shook the sky and the earth came to my ears.

Then a huge monster with a tiger's body and a neck like a python, with three heads and a huge body of seven or eight feet long appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, this is also a monster transformed from the magic circle. The aura emitted by the extremely powerful one, and it has reached the state of great perfection in the foundation-building stage.

In the old man's opinion, this thing alone cannot beat the convenience, not to mention that there are four of them, who are looking at each other. This kid is already a fish on the chopping board, and he is extremely stupid in resistance.

But he was not going to persuade him again. Since he had taken action, why bother to talk too much? Catch him and use the soul search technique to achieve the same effect.

Facing so many opponents, Qin Yan was not afraid of his face. He flipped his hand with one hand, and a fairy sword with a simple shape was already held in his palm.

It is the natal treasure left by the Golden Pill Demon Cultivator.

He was deeply trapped in the battle and was besieged by four late-stage monks in the foundation building stage. Although Qin Yan guessed that he might not lose, it would obviously be a tough battle.

And there is no confidence in the outcome.

What should I do?

Of course, it is a desperate bet and use the killer weapon.

The four of them were indeed attracted by the fairy sword in his hand.

"Is this... a magic weapon?"

The monks from Baiqiao Academy were a little surprised.

But soon sneered.

"This kid is really interesting. A mere foundation-building cultivator actually took out his magic weapon. I don't know if it's true?"

"Hey, even if it's true, so what? Can he sacrifice it?"

"Can you hold it in your hand and slash like a secular warrior?"

"It's really a laugh. You need a cultivator above the Golden Pill to use this level of treasure. Would the other party think that he is holding a magic weapon in his hand, and I will be afraid?"

...

While mocking, the four people couldn't help but show a look of greed in their eyes. After all, it is very amazing whether the magic weapon can be used or not.

It is really worth having such a spoil.

Since the four of them were moved, they certainly refused to miss the benefits in front of them. Only the old man with soap robe felt something was wrong in his heart.

He waved his hand to sacrifice his treasure.

The shape is very strange, and it looks like a gold ingot.

The other three also put away their laughter and refused to fall behind. Spiritual weapons of all shapes flew out from their sleeves.

In a blink of an eye, the siege of the four people was completed.

And ahead, the ferocious monster took the lead.

In this way, there is no mistake.

Unless the other party is really a Jindan monk.

The old man in the soap robe breathed a sigh of relief in secret, and felt that he was too nervous.

"snort."

Qin Yan showed his murderous aura on his face. How could he, who had already prepared his momentum, fall into a passive state, take a deep breath, and suddenly waved his hand and threw out the fairy sword he was holding.

At the same time, both hands danced at a dazzling speed, but in the blink of an eye, several magic seals changed in succession.

Then stretch out your index finger with your right hand and head forward as heavy as a mountain: "Qi!"

The words have not ended.

The gray sword light soared into the sky, accompanied by a spiritual pressure like the sea tide and waves suddenly emerged. The four monks from Baiqiao Academy felt their breathing stagnant.

"not good!"

The old man changed his color and tried a magic trick without thinking. He immediately took back the spiritual weapon that looked like a ingot, floating above his head, and released a golden light curtain, covering him.

The other three people's reaction was slower, and the spiritual weapon in their hands had already hit Qin Yan, so their faces changed drastically, but it was too late to take it back.

The first thing to be affected was the huge monster with three python heads, almost swallowed up by the surging sword light along with the three people's spiritual weapons.

The whine sound came to my ears, but it stopped abruptly. The monster transformed from the formation may be considered as the top combat power in the foundation-building level, but it could not stop the full-strength attack of the existence of the Golden Pill.

This gap in the big realm brings a crushing effect.

There was no suspense at all, and the other party directly turned into ashes in the surging sword light.

"No."

Then there were the three immortal cultivators, and their fate seemed to be different, even though they were already busy exerting various protections.

But all struggles are in vain.

The world of immortal cultivation is of a very strict level. Except for monsters like Qin Yan, other foundation-building cultivators are as fragile as paper when facing the full-strength attack of the Jindan Ancestor.
Chapter completed!