In a bamboo building, more than ten cultivators were gathered and seated on two sides of the seats.
Sitting in the middle of the main seat was a burly middle-aged male cultivator who looked to be in his forties.
It was Blacktip Shaman.
He was discussing with the cultivators of the other four villages about the transaction of the Spirit Pill of Rejuvenation.
However, at this moment, his smiling face suddenly changed.
The other cultivators naturally noticed the change in Blacktip Shaman's expression, but before they could ask about the situation, Blacktip Shaman turned into a strange light and rushed toward the mountain peak.
— He actually sensed that the shackles he placed on the deer demon had been broken.
If not for the deer demon, how could there be a situation where the other villages had to carefully wait on him and ask to buy the Spirit Pill of Rejuvenation?
The deer demon was a treasure bowl and a money tree to him. He could not afford to lose it!
Therefore, the moment he discovered the abnormality, he rushed back with all his might without any hesitation or thought.
"I must make it!" Blacktip Shaman was burning with anxiety.
If the unknown cultivator who barged into his cave was fast enough and escaped with the deer demon, how would he be able to find the deer demon in the Three Thousand Mountains?
Thoughts flew in his mind, but his speed was indeed fast. In addition, he was not very far away. In just twenty breaths, Blacktip Shaman had arrived outside his cave residence.
"This is?!" Blacktip Shaman was in disbelief when he saw the undamaged restriction outside the cave residence.
Now was not the time to think about this.
Blacktip Shaman waved his hand and the restriction was lifted. He hurriedly entered the cave residence to investigate the situation.
The moment he entered the cave residence.
Whoosh!
A shining sword light appeared out of thin air.
Blacktip Shaman knew this was not good, but his hands moved extremely quickly.
In an instant, his body flashed with a dark green light.
Boom!
The sword light and the green light collided, and spiritual light spilled out in all directions.
Sorcerer Raven-Tip was sent flying by the force of the blow.
But the attack was not over yet.
Boom! Boom!
A ray of sword light shot up, bringing with it a deafening sonic boom. Dazzling flames soared into the sky, and together with the incomparably sharp Sword Qi, it chased after the Black-Tip Shaman like a flood dragon.
It was as if he was prepared to pierce through the heart of the Black-Tip Sorcerer in midair.
The one who made the move was naturally Lu Qingshan, who had been quietly waiting for the return of the Blacktip Magus.
Lu Qingshan had taken advantage of the Black-Tip Sorcerer's panic to ambush him and send him flying. Then, with the power of the flying sword, he chased after the Black-Tip Sorcerer who had fallen into a passive situation.
It was a very effective combo.
The black-tip sorcerer looked at the incoming flying sword and felt a chill run down his spine.
As the flying sword soared through the sky, a terrifying killing intent seeped out, forming a terrifying destructive aura.
"The power of concept!" The Blacktip Sorcerer exclaimed in his mind. Although he did not have the ability to control the power of concept, he was still a Golden Elixir Daoist, so he still had some insight.
The foundation of a sorcerer's cultivation was actually a combination of body cultivation and poison techniques. Thus, when he was ambushed by Lu Qingshan, although he was in an extremely sorry state, he was not seriously injured.
However, the flying sword in front of him was completely different from the previous one, because it was actually imbued with a concept.
The power of concept was mysterious, and even with his powerful physical body, he did not dare to face it head-on.
The Blacktip Sorcerer steeled his heart and patted the spirit beast pouch hanging from his waist. Spirit power surged out, and several hundred black poisonous snakes appeared.
These poisonous snakes were like a dark cloud, hissing with their scarlet tongues flicking out. They suddenly pounced toward the flying Dragon Sparrow Sword.
Chi! Chi!
The venomous snakes clung onto the sword projection fearlessly, but the flames that erupted from the Dragon Sparrow Sword caused the venomous snakes to crackle as if they were being roasted alive.
Bam!
In the next instant, under the intense burning of the flames, the bodies of these poisonous snakes rapidly expanded and suddenly exploded, turning into a putrid cloud of poisonous gas.
This poisonous gas quickly enveloped the Dragon Sparrow Sword.
Enveloped by the poisonous gas, the flying sword felt as if it had fallen into a swamp. Its speed dropped drastically, and the spirit power on the sword was also continuously depleted. When the flying sword rushed out of the poisonous gas, there was not much energy left, and it could no longer attack.
The Blacktip Sorcerer felt his heart ache as he looked at the flying sword that had already stopped.
Although it seemed like he was very generous to summon several hundred poisonous snakes with a wave of his hand, in reality, each poisonous snake had been nurtured for at least twenty years, and he had spent a great deal of effort and wealth.
Originally, these poisonous snakes that he had spent so much effort to nurture could be used for a very long time, and they would become stronger and stronger.
However, now, in order to block this flying sword that was imbued with the power of concept, he could only endure the pain of using it as a consumable, and his several decades of effort would go down the drain.
After paying such a huge price to block the first wave of attacks from the flying sword, the Blacktip Sorcerer finally saw the appearance of the cultivator who had ambushed him.
It was an extremely young and handsome male cultivator. His expression was cold, and he looked at the Blacktip Sorcerer with an eerie gaze.
Lu Qingshan was also sizing up the Blacktip Sorcerer.
A cultivator of the Golden Elixir Final Stage? As expected, he had some skills.
Lu Qingshan thought to himself.
Although it was only a weak slaughter sword intent, the flying sword that was enhanced by this wisp of sword intent was still able to accelerate from seven times the speed of sound to twelve times the speed of sound. Combined with the Dragon Sparrow Sword's inherent fire element damage, its might was astonishing.
This was the power of a concept, and it was also the reason why it was the most important standard to judge the combat power of high-ranking cultivators.
After seeing the Blacktip Sorcerer's cultivation base, Lu Qingshan felt more confident.
His current cultivation base was only at the Golden Elixir Initial Stage, but whether it was spirit power or divine sense, they were no different from cultivators of the Golden Elixir Final Stage.
As for spell techniques, he believed that most sword cultivators of the Golden Elixir Final Stage wouldn't be able to defeat him.
Thus, the Blacktip Sorcerer of the Golden Elixir Final Stage was definitely not an opponent that was difficult to defeat.
"Who are you? Why are you in my cave abode? "the Blacktip Sorcerer asked coldly with a dark expression.
Whoosh!
However, what he didn't expect was that the young cultivator before him had no intention of speaking to him. The Dragon Sparrow Sword once again transformed into a streak of crimson light and charged toward him.
He was already a dead man, so there was no need to waste words with him!
Crack, crack …
The Blacktip Sorcerer's expression changed drastically, and the spirit power in his body hurriedly fluctuated, causing a series of screeching sounds to ring out.
The muscles on his body bulged, and strange snake-like scales crazily grew all over his body. In an instant, the scales covered most of his body, and even his face was covered in blackish-green scales. It was extremely frightening.
The flying sword struck the Blacktip Sorcerer's chest, and his undergarments were immediately torn apart, followed by the layer of snake scales.
Clang clang clang!
The two weapons collided, and sparks flew everywhere.
The Dragon Sparrow Sword buzzed incessantly as it unleashed a barrage of attacks. Flaming projections intertwined to form a terrifying net that enveloped the black-tailed sorcerer.
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