Eternal Life: I'm a Farm Owner in the Cultivation World

Chapter 47 46. Then just grab the treasure!

Li Sui'an threw out three first-level middle-grade fireball talismans in one breath, and the master-level fireball technique fiercely attacked Ma Qingming and the two.

At the same time, the Black Demon Pig, which had been avoiding, also took advantage of the situation and pounced on the monk holding a bow and arrow.

But even so, Ma Qingming still avoided it.

Li Suian frowned. It is really difficult to deal with monks who are too experienced in actual combat, especially those like Ma Qingming who can stand out from the crowd of casual cultivators who lick blood from the tips of swords.

The spiritual arrows shot out from the long bow with a few "swish" sounds, hitting the opponent's facade directly.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

A large sword actually blocked three of Li Sui'an's spiritual energy arrows, which surprised her.

This ugly-looking broadsword is actually a first-level mid-grade magical weapon!

How come this guy Ma Qingming is richer than her? !

Looking at the broken version of the first-order low-grade longbow in his hand, Li Sui'an fell silent.

It's time to change your equipment, otherwise your combat effectiveness will plummet!

"Junior sister, you really impress me! If I had told you that you had such strength, Brother Ma, I wouldn't have stared at you!"

Ma Qingming said quickly when he saw Li Sui'an trying to take a picture of the storage bag again.

There was no other way, he was afraid that Li Sui'an would come up with some fireball talismans again! The price of a first-level mid-level fireball talisman is not cheap, one spirit stone per piece, and if the power is enough to master the level, three spirit stones per piece.

Who would have thought that Li Sui'an would produce nine spiritual stones as soon as he made a move!

If Ma Qingming knew that she had refined the talisman herself, the other party would probably not dare to snatch it away.

Monks like alchemy masters and weapon refiners have many masters fawning over them, and monks like talisman masters and array masters have no one to fawn over and their combat power is weak, but they must not be messed with!

The rabbit is anxious and bites people. If it can't be beaten, it throws hundreds of talismans at it and asks you if you are afraid?

The formation mage is even simpler. If a fantasy killing formation disk of the same level as yours is thrown to you, you may die in your dream.

"Brother Ma, isn't he going to kill someone to seize the treasure? It seems that only one of Sui'an and Brother Ma can survive today!"

Li Sui'an looked at Ma Qingming coldly. The relationship had already been formed, and today it was made clear, either you die or I live.

"Ha! Junior sister has so many things!"

Ma Qingming smiled sinisterly, and then came a killing array!

Li Sui'an was shocked! Although it was only a first-level killing formation, but with the attacks of three people, she would definitely die!

The formation disk seemed to be targeting her. Wherever she ran away, the formation disk chased her.

"Damn it! I'm going to blow you up today!"

After making up his mind, Li Sui'an stopped hiding. He slapped his storage bag and threw dozens of first-level middle-grade fireball talismans directly towards the array.

With the explosion and fire, the first-order formation disk was completely destroyed.

This made the two losers swallow a mouthful of saliva and then retreated.

Just kidding, they saw Ma Qingming kill a yellow-level third-level monster with this killing formation!

Yellow level three! What a concept! Equivalent to a monk in the late stage of Qi training!

It was destroyed like this!

The two of them were also bastards among the casual cultivators. The reason why they obeyed Ma Qing's words was, on the one hand, his strength, and on the other hand, this valuable array.

But the Black Demon Pig could follow the two people's wishes and swooped down to bite them.

"You actually destroyed my array! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Ma Qingming's pupils dilated and he rushed forward with a ferocious look.

Li Sui'an was shocked when he saw Ma Qingming's appearance. He drew his bow and shot at Ma Qingming. Five or six spiritual energy arrows were shot at the opponent. Although only two of them hit, it was enough to make the opponent fall down.

She was a little speechless for a moment, it was just a formation disk, it would be life-threatening.

Just when she was thinking about giving the three of them a more comfortable way to die, the old man next door appeared in front of her.

"Little friend, hand them over to fellow Taoist Gao!"

The skinny old man said with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, Ma Qingming and the others, who had just walked away from the gate of hell, completely lost their previous momentum and nodded repeatedly.

Li Sui'an glanced at him and said: "When I was robbed by three people just now, there was such a big movement, but why didn't you say anything? I guess this is not just the first time that these three people robbed someone else's achievements!"

"Alas, Qingtian Town is no better than the sect. Only strong strength can protect the results. It's just about the weak and the strong!" The skinny old man said with a slight sigh.

Li Sui'an laughed angrily, is it just the jungle of the jungle? She was robbed just now by the jungle of the jungle.

Now that she wants to do justice for heaven, won't she allow it? What nonsense!

"Senior, now it's just the jungle of the jungle." Li Sui'an said coldly, staring at the skinny old man.

The skinny old man opened his mouth, and after a long while he said: "They didn't kill anyone in Lingtian before! I don't care if you fight or rob, but if you want to kill someone, you have to beat me first!"

In an instant, the skinny old man erupted with a pressure that was close to the perfection of Qi training in the late stage, and a spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

With the slight power of that spear, it must be a first-class high-grade magic weapon!

Li Sui'an was stunned, and so were Ma Qingming and the other three.

Didn’t you say that the good old man doesn’t know martial arts? This momentum is not much different from the senior Qi Practicing Dzogchen who is stationed here.

Li Sui'an glanced at the skinny old man complicatedly, not prepared to confront him head-on.

Just kidding, have you ever touched it?

"Hand over the storage bags you three have! Then get out!"

As soon as these words came out, Ma Qingming and the others covered their wounds, their faces turning red.

"Junior sister Sui'an! Don't be so arrogant and unforgiving!"

"Yes! You have seriously injured us, and we didn't even ask you for compensation!"

Seeing that the old man was unmoved, Li Sui'an directly pulled up the long bow, "Give! Or don't give it! This arrow won't kill you, but you can still do it if you lie on the bed for three months!"

The corners of the skinny old man's mouth twitched, but he was quite good at learning and applying it.

If you say you can’t kill people, then just grab the treasure!

Ma Qingming and the others couldn't help but feel cold when they saw the skinny old man looking silent.

Seeing that Li Sui'an didn't look like he was joking at all, the three of them had no choice but to take out their storage bags.

"Come on, wipe off your spiritual marks!"

"Li Sui'an! Don't bully others too much!" Ma Qingming shouted with a livid face.

Erasing the mark of spiritual consciousness, you can't even complain to a senior Qi practitioner.

You said she snatched your storage bag? You first have to prove that this storage bag is yours!

You said she injured you, and you need a witness. Are you counting on the old man in front of you?

When Ma Qingming was looting by himself, the old man didn't even take care of him...

Besides, as we all know, a few spiritual cultivators have made trouble, but aren’t they all farming peacefully?

A spiritual cultivator injured and robbed three casual cultivators who relied on hunting. Who would believe it?

In the past, all those who were robbed by him suffered a dumb loss, but now it was his turn.