"What kind of gun is this tmd?"

Amid the sound of the people from the Witch Suppression Alliance, She Daofei was hit by two huge ancient seals and flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.

In front of the two ancient seals with huge magic fluctuations, the four purple shields transformed from the Zixia Talisman did not play any role at all. As soon as the two huge ancient seals fell on the four purple shields, the four purple shields turned into scattered purple smoke and dissipated beside Xie Daofei.

Fortunately, the two ancient seals were not smashed from top to bottom, but hit She Daofei from the front. Otherwise, She Daofei would not have been knocked out, but would have been pressed into meat pie. But even so, when she was knocked out, She Daofei was already as white as paper, her mouth was bleeding, and she was unconscious.

"Two shots can't be blocked?" In the horrified eyes of the people from the Witch Suppression Alliance, Xiao Ping blew the smoke of the muzzle like a cowboy from the west, and said sadly. "I still have several bullets but haven't fired."

After saying that, Xiao Ping walked to the two huge ancient seals and pinched a magic trick. After Xiao Ping finished pinching his magic trick, the two huge ancient seals turned into two bullet-sized things. Xiao Ping easily picked up the two things and put them in his pocket.

"What else do you want to do?"

After Xiao Ping put away the two ancient seals, he did not return to the witch sect formation, but walked towards the fainting of the Xie Daofei. Xiao Ping's action frightened a group of disciples from the Qingcheng Sect who were treating Xie Daofei with all his might.

Xiao Ping's Taoist power is still low and equal to zero, but now Xiao Ping, who is holding the old five- and fourth-style hand gun, is much more terrifying in the eyes of the Qingcheng Sect disciples than Zhuque who just casts the Samadhi True Fire Sword.

"I'm fine, I just want to take my lottery." Xiao Ping looked at the disciples of Qingcheng Sect and smiled, "Do you give me the three magic weapons on him?"

"Give it to him." Yin Jingzhi endured the tragedy and comedy in his heart and asked the disciples of Qingcheng Sect to hand over the Baihong Sword, Thunderstorm Ring and Zixia Talisman to Xiao Ping. When the three magic weapons were handed over to Xiao Ping, the faces of the Qingcheng Sect and the other two disciples of the sects that contributed their magic weapons were all ugly.

But Yin Jingzhi pretended not to see anything. "What magic weapon is the ancient seal shot from the gun in your hand?

"That ancient seal." Xiao Ping returned to Zhao Lingjun with the White Rainbow Sword, Thunderstorm Ring and Zixia Talisman, and then said to Yin Jingzhi, "That ancient seal is called Zhaotian Seal."

"Zhaotian Seal?" Xiao Ping said the name of the ancient seal as if nothing had been heard of. He had never heard of the people in the Mingyu's witch suppression alliance of Zhaotian Seal. He didn't feel anything after hearing it. However, the person in the witch suppression alliance of Zhaotian Seal almost turned pale and fainted suddenly.

Because as long as you are a cultivator, you may not be unaware of immortal-level magic weapons like Fantian Seal.

The Fantian Seal is said to gather the power of the sun, moon, stars, and mountains, rivers and rivers. When a seal is thrown out, it will have the power of mountains and rivers changing color and the sky and earth turning inversion. According to legend, only super magic weapons like the Yuxu Apricot Yellow Flag can withstand the power of the Fantian Seal.

Just as Alto has always been considered Audi's little brother, anyone who knows the Zhaotian Seal knows that the Zhaotian Seal is like the Fantian Seal's little brother.

Because the use of the Zhaotian Seal and the Fantian Seal is almost exactly the same, and although the power of the Zhaotian Seal is not as terrifying as the Fantian Seal, the legendary Zhaotian Seal is also an upper-level magic weapon that is powered by the three mountains and five mountains as soon as it is cast.

But magic weapons like Zhaotian Seal seem to have disappeared into the long river of history, just like many of the legendary magic weapons.

But Xiao Ping of the Wu Sect threw out two of them at once, and they were shot with a gun. From his tone, it seemed that there were more than these two Zhaotian Seals in his gun.

"I didn't expect you to have so many Zhaotian Seals." After a long time, Yin Jingzhi recovered, took a deep breath, and said to Zhao Lingjun and others.

"I'm laughing." Zhao Lingjun looked at Yin Jingzhi and smiled. While playing with the three magic weapons he had just won, he said to Yin Jingzhi. "But if you just won this competition, so many Zhaotian Seals will be yours."

When they saw Zhao Lingjun playing with three magic weapons and listening to Zhao Chenjun's words, the people in the Suppression Alliance, especially those in the sects who had lost their magic weapons, were all depressed and dark.

But Zhao Lingjun seemed to have not noticed their expressions at all, and continued to play with three magic weapons that he had just won with great interest.

After playing with a White Rainbow Sword, Thunderstorm Ring and Zixia Talisman, Zhao Lingjun looked at Yin Jingzhi with a smile and asked, "I want to ask, can this magic weapon that I just won be used in the next competition?

When Zhao Lingjun asked this, there was already chaos around Yin Jingzhi.

Because when Zhao Lingjun started playing with those three magic weapons, the Qingcheng Sect's disciples were not doing well, but the leaders of Huashan Sect and Tianlei Sect who contributed their magic weapons, Zixia Talisman and Thunderstorm Ring, couldn't help but run to Yin Jingzhi and cause trouble for Yin Jingzhi.

"President Yin, you just told us that there will be no problem with our magic weapon. Their Wu Sect will never win our magic weapon, but now our magic weapon has been stolen by them. What should I do?"

"Yes, Alliance Leader Yin, what should you do if you think this is done."

The leaders of Huashan Sect and Tianlei Sect wanted Yin Jingzhi to take out some magic weapons from Laoshan Sect to compensate them for their losses.

At this time, the sect that had already contributed its magic weapon began to regret it after seeing the defeat just now.

"Ahem, our magic weapon doesn't seem to be of great use, so don't take it out and show it a shame." Wu Jingzi, who contributed the Jade Illusion Realm Bottle, said.

"This, Alliance Leader Yin, I just remembered that the legacy of our ancestors is that the sword is there, and the sword is there and the people are gone. Therefore, you should return the Sanyang Demon Sword Sword to me first." Mo Daogu, the leader of Hengshan Sect who contributed the Sanyang Demon Sword Sword, said.

Yin Jingzhi was originally a very calm and cautious person, but after being frustrated by so many people, Yin Jingzhi, who has been defeated until now, couldn't help but get up.

"cao, how did I know that this guy who appeared has so many Zhaotian Seals. Besides, the contribution of magic weapons to each sect was the result of the discussion just now, and it was not what I said alone. And when you contributed the magic weapons just now, you didn't say that you lost the magic weapons. I have to be responsible. This bet is originally a win or a loss."

"The Jade Illusion Mirror Bottle of your Tianjing Sect can create a certain illusion according to what the caster thinks. It is a very useful upper-level magic weapon. How come it has no effect?"

"What sword is there? The sword is gone. What you contributed is obviously a knife..."

Yin Jingzhi and the people around him quickly became a quarrel.

But when Zhao Lingjun said this, all the people around Yin Jingzhi who were arguing with Yin Jingzhi suddenly stopped talking.

"What did you just say?" Yin Jingzhi took a deep breath, glared at the guys around him, and asked Zhao Lingjun.

"I said, can this magic weapon that I just won be used in the next round of competition?"

"Yes, of course." Yin Jingzhi had not had time to answer. Some of the people in the Witch Suppression Alliance around Yin Jingzhi were already rushing to say. "However, as long as the magic weapon brought with you, whether it is used or not in the competition, it must be considered a lottery."

"Then I'm going to say that?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Yin Jingzhi, as if he had to wait until Yin Jingzhi gave him a definite reply before he could believe it.

"That's it." Yin Jingzhi looked at the people around him depressedly and gave Zhao Lingjun a definite reply. However, after saying that, Yin Jingzhi said to the people around him in a low voice, "This is your own decision. Don't blame me if something goes wrong later."

When Yin Jingzhi whispered to the people of the Witch Suppression Alliance, the people of the Witch Suppression Alliance were a little hesitant. "Since that's the case, you can bring all these magic weapons and participate in the fourth competition." But when Zhao Lingjun handed the three magic weapons he had just won and the Witch King Ring in his hand to the crowd around him, preparing to represent Lin Yiren, who was participating in the fourth competition, the members of the Witch Suppression Alliance suddenly went crazy.

"Can we add up so many of us not even able to compete with a member of the Witch Sect?" Many people in the Witch Suppression Alliance tried hard to lower their voices and shouted. "Even if we lose one or two games, we will win back, won't it be enough?"

"Yes, who has powerful magic weapons? Contribute them quickly."

Zhao Lingjun's words and actions made the people in the Witch Suppression Alliance almost go crazy.

When Lin Yiren was on the battlefield, the people in the Suppression Alliance were already half crazy. The people in the Suppression Alliance wanted to rush to the stage, knock Lin Yiren to the ground, and then snatch everything from Lin Yiren.

Lin Yiren had a green light mirror that Zhao Lingjun had just used and given to Xiao Ping. Lin Yiren's waist, two scattered pots were hung on each left and right, and a short stick was also inserted. Many people with vision could see that the short stick was the key to summoning dark creatures.

Lin Yiren's fingers were not only wearing the thunderstorm ring that he had just won, but also wearing the Witch King Ring that Zhao Lingjun had just given him. In his hands, he held the White Rainbow Sword and Zixia Talisman, and on his wrists, there were also the Witch Sect's treasure and the Blood Moon Bracelet.
Chapter completed!