"Luobei, you are so vicious. You actually want to destroy my Nascent Soul! I think that even if I leave, I will not be able to become enemies with you in the future and will not become your hidden danger!"

The Marquis of Tian Wu, wearing a coarse cloth, suddenly rose up and swept into the air, making an extremely resentful voice, "Okay! I don't believe that there are so many people around you, I can't beat anyone. Caishu, since you dared to fight me just now, I will choose you!"

As soon as the Marquis of Tianwu rose, he no longer concealed his cultivation. He saw that the magic power fluctuations caused by the flow of his true energy formed a cluster of green light around him, like green lotus leaves, with amazing power.

"The cultivation level of the Tianwu Hou has at least reached the mid-stage cultivation level of the Nascent Soul that can be separated from the body! His cultivation level is probably much higher than that of Tao Shengyuan!"

As soon as the magic power fluctuations of Tianwu Hou exploded, He Changsheng finally saw his cultivation level clearly, and his face changed again.

"Fellow Daoist He, look at which Caishu has a greater chance of winning compared to the Tianwu Hou?" Yu Songxi did not expect that the entire opening ceremony had reached a tense situation in an instant. Looking at Tianwu Hou who was rising into the air, he immediately sent a message to ask.

"This Caishu is only the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation. I'm afraid Luobei is a bit arrogant this time." He Changsheng looked at Caishu with a blue light flashing in his eyes.

Everyone knows that after reaching the Golden Elixir stage, the gap between each level of cultivation is tenth, and the later it goes, the bigger the gap. For example, a middle-level Jindan cultivator may not be able to compete with two early-stage Jindan cultivators, but if nothing unexpected happens, a late-stage Jindan cultivator can easily destroy two middle-stage Jindan cultivators, and even easily kill several early-stage Jindan cultivators.

"Okay! Since you chose me, I'll take a look at the magic of the Qingguang Sect."

At this moment, Caishu also flew up from the platform and swept into the air.

In terms of seniority, Caishu is an absolute junior to the Marquis of Tianwu, but Caishu, who is wearing Taixu Niang clothes, is calm and composed, and looks confident, and also shows an extraordinary demeanor.

"Don't say I'm bullying the younger generation, I'll let you take action first." Tian Wuhou reached out to sacrifice a golden gourd, hung it above his head, and looked at Caishu with extreme sternness and said.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

"The magic power fluctuations of this magic weapon are so strong, it is probably a Golden Immortal-level magic weapon!"

"This is a golden gourd, which emits golden light and protects the whole body. It is the magic weapon of the former master of the Golden Pot of Huludao Island. It was unexpectedly fallen into his hands!"

Once the magic weapon of Tianwuhou was sacrificed, at least half of the practitioners present felt that Tianwuhou was invincible.

Because this golden light gourd is actually a golden immortal-level defensive magic weapon, the so-called golden immortal-level defensive magic weapon is the magic power of a cultivator who can withstand the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Great Endemic Stage.

With almost all magic, each level of cultivation can only cast magic tricks that are suitable for each level of cultivation. Now Caishu's cultivation is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. With this magic weapon in hand, with Caishu's cultivation, at least there should be no magic trick to break through the defense of this magic weapon in one go.

"Let me get the initiative? Don't regret it."

Caishu didn't say anything nonsense at all. After taking a look at the Marquis of Tianwu, a red light suddenly rushed out of her hand, released dozens of red lines, and shot towards the Marquis of Tianwu from all directions.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

"Sure enough, it's still relying on magic weapons!"

Even though he was fifty or sixty feet away from Caishu and Tianwuhou, as soon as Caishu was sacrificed, all the monks present felt that waves of magic power surged, and the air above his head seemed to be compressed and thickened, as if it could not flow.

"Good come!"

The Marquis of Tian Wu sneered, and the golden light gushed out from the golden gourd above his head, forming a golden light shield, which wrapped his entire body inside. At the same time, a black silk gushed out from the hair in the top of his head, but a needle-shaped magic weapon suddenly shot towards Caishu.

Although he was not astonishing, his fighting experience was extremely rich. In just a moment, he had already judged that although the magic weapon sacrificed by Caishu was powerful, and judging from the unique magic power fluctuations, this magic weapon should be a rare ancient treasure. But he also judged that his golden gourd could at least block the attack of Caishu's magic weapon.

It's enough to be able to block one blow.

His blood-transforming black needle is also a rare immortal-level magic weapon. Cai Shu cannot get a single blow. Facing this blood-transforming black needle, he must try to protect himself. In this way, the Marquis of Tian Wu will be able to seize the initiative in one fell swoop.

"This is a black needle for blood-transforming!"

"The cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage is indeed extraordinary. I am afraid that Caishu will soon lose this time!"

On the huge platform, the eyes of the cultivators flashed violently. The attack of Tian Wuhou was extremely cruel and seemed to be unrestrained. It was obvious that he had held so many cultivators present. Since Luo Bei had already said that, even if he killed Caishu, Luo Bei would have nothing to say. At this moment, most cultivators also saw the thought of Tian Wuhou.

"how?!"

What shocked all the monks present was that at this moment, a sneer appeared on Caishu's face. The red light that shot out dozens of red lines suddenly rolled up, forming a red light curtain, blocking the blood-transforming black needle that turned into black light.

At the same time, Caishu stretched out his hand and a beam of light suddenly rushed out of her hand, turning into a colorful glow, like a peacock's tail spreading onto the golden gourd above the head of Tian Wuhou.

"Not good! It turned out to be a peacock treasure miracle!"

The King of Tianwu was about to let his blood-transforming black needle go around the red light, but was hit by the colorful glow, and the light on the golden light gourd disappeared. All the golden light wrapped around the King of Tianwu disappeared, and the golden light gourd was suspended in the sky without any reaction.

Without any stop, just as the shocked light in the eyes of Tian Wuhou had just flashed, two purple thunder whips as thick as a man's arms hit Tian Wuhou one after another.

"ah!"

Tian Wuhou let out a violent roar, and his whole body was arched. Purple lightnings swam around his body like little snakes, but he immediately grabbed the golden light gourd fixed in the air with one hand. His whole body emitted a blue light at the same time, wrapping him up and fleeing outside Canglang Palace. His eyes were filled with extremely panic and resentful expressions.

He possessed a magic weapon like the Golden Light Gourd in his hand, and just wanted to attack Caishu and gain the advantage in one fell swoop, but he did not expect that the magic weapon of the Golden Light Gourd would be broken by Caishu at once. Although Caishu's magic magic was only cast at a very fast speed and did not cause too much damage to him, he knew very well that Caishu had the powerful treasure that could be attacked and defended, and also a magic weapon like the Peacock Treasure Mirror. In addition, Caishu's Taoist True Yuan Magic Pill casting speed was faster than his defensive magic, so he could not defeat Caishu.

For any cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, it will take at least hundreds of years to reunite if he loses the Nascent Soul. Now that the Marquis of Tianwu is invincible, he naturally does not want to destroy the Nascent Soul by Luo Bei and escape desperately.

As soon as he was hit, the Marquis of Tianwu immediately turned into a green light and fled. It was very fast, but Luo Bei was faster than him!

"Why, have you forgotten the promise just now? Since you lost, then leave the Nascent Soul and leave!"

Nine crystal-like transparent sword auras gushed out from Luo Bei, and suddenly crossed hundreds of feet away, hitting the golden light gourd that the Marquis of Tianwu re-sacrificed.

"puff!"

The light on the golden light gourd trembled and was not dispersed directly. However, the Tianwu Hou strongly used his true energy to control the golden light gourd to fight against the nine sword auras, but he couldn't bear it. A ball of blood rushed out of his mouth, and his whole person sank several feet in the air.

At this moment, a nearly transparent figure suddenly appeared less than ten feet away around him, and a red light suddenly hit the center of Tianwu Hou's eyebrows.

The whole person of Wu Hou was stiff, and countless green lights suddenly shot out from the skin and various orifices of his body. Most of the magic power fluctuations outside his body suddenly disappeared, and a baby-like scream seemed to be heard from his body.

This time, the Nascent Soul of the Marquis of Tianwu was shattered by Yue Yin, who suddenly revealed his figure!

"Is that the ancient treasure blood phoenix roe?"

"Peacock Treasure Mirror! Any magic weapon that is hit by its bright light will be fixed and invalid Peacock Treasure Mirror!"

"A person like Tian Wuhou, who has magic weapons like the Golden Light Gourd and the Blood-Creating Black Needle, is not a match for Caishu!"

It was not until the Nascent Soul of the Marquis of Tianwu was suddenly dispersed that many monks present came to their senses from the shock.

"Ah! Luobei, if you dare to destroy my Nascent Soul, I will definitely tear you to pieces in the future!"

The Marquis of Tianwu ignored the golden gourd, disheveled his hair, flew away staggeringly, and made such a shrill sound from his mouth.

Hearing such a voice, most of the monks looked a little ugly, but they unconsciously shook their heads, because they knew that the Nascent Soul of Tianwu Hou was destroyed and their cultivation was equivalent to half of its destruction. Even if they wanted to seek revenge on Luo Bei in the future, they would not pose any threat to Luo Bei.
Chapter completed!