"Taobao!" The middle-aged monk glanced at the red talisman in Shen Qing's hand from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, he could not dodge. With a loud "boom", the dragon hit him heavily!

The flames were surging! The heat waves were rolling! In an instant, the raging flames transformed by the dragon completely obliterated his body.

The powerful mana fluctuations instantly destroyed the trees within ten feet of radius and fell to the ground. The terrifying high temperature directly turned the broken trunk into coke. The blazing flames were still burning, and black smoke filled the whole scene, and the scene was in a mess.

Shen Qing stood there in a daze. This is the power of the talisman treasure? The scene in front of him made him a little unbelievable that it was true.

When Shen Qing got this talisman treasure from Feng Xinru, Feng Xinru solemnly warned that this talisman treasure can only be used three times, and should not be used until the critical moment of life and death. It seems that her words were not aimless.

A powerful foundation-building monk was wiped out, not even his bones were left!

After a long time, Shen Qing let out a long sigh and came to his senses. He looked at the talisman treasure that could be used twice in his hand, and quickly took it back carefully in the storage bag.

"Aowu..." A cry sounded not far away, the sound of a big mouth.

Shen Qing felt a little nervous when he heard this. He looked at him and saw more than ten feet away, lying there with his big mouth and feet facing the sky.

Shen Qing immediately sweated, and it was obvious that his mouth was accidentally injured.

Shen Qing could see clearly before that the moment he killed the middle-aged monk, the power released by the talisman treasure was too strong. The big mouth that happened to catch up was swept by the aftermath, and his whole body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

However, once the talisman treasure was released, he could not control it. He could only watch the unlucky mouth being injured by accident, but he was powerless.

Fortunately, my mouth can still make a sound, and I will not die for a while. As long as I have a breath, with the magic of the soul refining pot, I just need to throw it in and nourish it. After a while, I will be able to jump around again.

Shen Qing shook his body and came to Dazui. Seeing its blood and flesh rolling, it looked really terrible. Dazui was tearful and snotted at this moment, making him look pitiful, which made Shen Qing feel both distressed and funny.

Shen Qing swept his mind and found out that the injury of Big Mouth was not serious. He ignored Big Mouth's pitiful appearance and casually called out the soul refining pot and put the Big Mouth into the can.

After getting the big mouth done, Shen Qing slowly walked to the place where the middle-aged monk was bombarded.

I saw a big pit with a depth of more than one meter and a diameter of about four or five meter appeared on the ground. From the big pit with black smoke, you can see how powerful the destructive power produced by the talisman treasure is.

What a pity, the storage bag is gone! That is the storage bag of the foundation-building monk. I guess he has a lot of treasures on him, right?

Shen Qing looked regretful in his eyes. Unexpectedly, the power of the talisman treasure not only caused the middle-aged monk to be ashes, but even the storage bags dissipated.

After standing there for a while, Shen Qing was about to leave, suddenly a ball of light flashed and flew straight towards Shen Qing.

The light ball was so fast that Shen Qing had almost no reaction. The light ball had flashed into his eyebrows as fast as lightning.

What's this?

Shen Qing was shocked, and then he felt something more in his sea of ​​consciousness!

Inside the sea of ​​consciousness, the light ball was rotating, and the light flashed and suddenly turned into a human figure.

The figure was clearly visible, and when I looked at it, it turned out to be the soul body of the middle-aged monk!

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe-" The middle-aged monk laughed out loud, but his eyes showed a resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, very good, boy, I didn't expect you to have a talisman treasure. I admit it. Since you dare to destroy my body, you can exchange it for your body!"

After gritting his teeth, the middle-aged monk said, his soul swayed and rushed towards the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Shen Qing couldn't help but change his color in horror: "No, this person is a foundation-building cultivator. His soul is much stronger than a qi-training cultivator. His body disappears and his soul is still there. He is probably going to take over his body when he jumps into his sea of ​​consciousness!"
Chapter completed!