Ye Xin nodded. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist Hu, do you have any extra talismans? Sell us some?"
There was an expression of anticipation in her eyes. Talismans were easy to use and could be very powerful if used in large numbers. Just now, Han Changming had used a large number of talismans to ambushed five evil Qi-refining cultivators.
"Sure, but I don't have many first-level talismans on me anymore, so I'll sell you 200!"
Han Changming thought for a moment and said this.
There were more than 500 first-grade high-quality talismans in his storage bag, and selling 200 to the Ye Xin sisters was not a lot.
Ye Xin gave Ye Xue a look, and Ye Xue quickly walked ashore. She didn't have enough spirit stones on her, so she took some monster spirits as payment.
As for the valuables on the five corpses, they didn't even look at them. They were all killed by Han Changming, so the valuables on the five evil cultivators naturally belonged to Han Changming.
"Friend Hu, I will never forget your life-saving grace. We will definitely repay you when we have the chance in the future. Goodbye."
After Ye Xin said this, she and Ye Xueyuqi left.
Han Changming did not leave. He slashed the five evil men with a knife to make sure they were dead. Then he walked forward with confidence and searched their belongings.
Five storage bags, more than three thousand spirit stones, sixteen first-level magic tools, including seven first-level top-grade magic tools, two first-level top-grade defensive magic tools, and more than a dozen first-level talismans. What made Han Changming happy was that there was a second-level lower-grade defensive talisman, the Golden Armor Talisman, and a second-level lower-grade talisman, the Fire Rain Talisman.
Han Changming threw out a few fireballs, burned the corpses, and walked towards the cave. He wanted to refine another batch of talismans to replenish the ones he had just consumed.
Three days later, Han Changming walked out of the cave, released the Qingfeng Boat, and flew high into the sky.
The sea breeze whistled past, and as he stood on the Qingfeng Boat, he could clearly see that a large number of monsters were moving in a certain direction.
Two hours later, he appeared in an endless sea. There was no island within a radius of ten miles.
Suddenly, a green light appeared in front and flew towards Han Changming quickly.
Han Changming frowned, made a gesture, and the Qingfeng Boat quickly took off into the air. He did not intend to have a conflict with other cultivators.
The speed of the green light was extremely fast. Not long after, Han Changming could see the green light clearly.
The green escape light is a huge green leaf, which is a first-grade intermediate-quality flying magic weapon.
Two men and one woman were standing on the green leaves. One of them was Zhao Ping, a wandering cultivator recruited by the Chen family.
When Han Changming saw Zhao Ping, he secretly thought that something was wrong. He hurriedly drove the Qingfeng Boat, changed direction, and flew away.
"You little brat, it's you. Chase me."
A fierce light flashed in Zhao Ping's eyes. The monster hunting team he was in encountered many second-level monster birds and the team was dispersed. Unexpectedly, they met Han Changming.
The last time they went to cause trouble for the Han family, they unexpectedly got beaten up by the Han family. The two sides were originally hostile forces, and when they encountered Han Changming being alone, Zhao Ping naturally would not miss this opportunity.
Two green lights quickly swept across the sky at an extremely fast speed.
Zhao Ping is at the seventh level of Qi Refining, the other two are at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and Han Changming is at the seventh level of Qi Refining. It is very stressful to be alone against three.
Zhao Ping followed closely, looking like he had Han Changming in his grasp.
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Han Changming's eyes. He could only find a place to deal with them. If he continued to drag it on, it would be even more troublesome if he encountered other evil cultivators or second-level demon birds.
Two hours later, a V-shaped island appeared in front of them, and Han Changming quickly landed on a plain in the center of the island.
As soon as he landed, he immediately sacrificed a stack of fireball talismans, which turned into hundreds of fist-sized red fireballs and smashed towards Zhao Ping and the other two.
Zhao Ping was prepared and quickly took out a blue porcelain bowl. A blue light flew out of the bowl and turned into a light blue water curtain, covering the three of them.
Boom!
The raging fire enveloped the three of them, but not long after, the flames dissipated, and green leaves quickly fell down, and they were a hundred feet away from Han Changming.
As soon as they landed, hundreds of red fireballs hit them with terrifying momentum.
Zhao Ping snorted coldly, took out a short blue ruler, and shook it gently. A light blue water curtain suddenly appeared, covering the three of them.
A second-level low-grade defensive magic weapon with strong defensive power.
Hundreds of red fireballs hit the blue water curtain one after another. Hundreds of red fireballs were like mud in the sea. No sound was heard at all. The red fireballs flashed and extinguished one after another.
"I'll be in charge of the defense, and you guys kill this guy."
Zhao Ping whispered that with his seventh-level Qi Refining cultivation, he could use a second-grade inferior defensive magic weapon, but not for long. With a second-grade inferior defensive magic weapon in hand, Han Changming would not be able to break their defense in a short period of time. Even if it was a consumption, it would be able to kill Han Changming.
The two men looked at each other, and each took out a stack of fireball talismans, which turned into hundreds of red fireballs and smashed towards Han Changming.
Han Changming quickly sacrificed a white bead. A white light flashed, and a pale white light curtain suddenly appeared, covering his whole body. A biting chill surged out from the white bead.
Zhao Ping and the other two cooperated skillfully. Han Changming did not dare to be careless. He took out a golden talisman and slapped it on his body.
Second-level low-grade defensive talisman, golden armor talisman.
Boom!
Hundreds of red fireballs hit the white light curtain, flashed wildly, and then went out one after another.
At this time, the two men took out two flying knives with shining red light and five golden flying swords, and slashed towards Han Changming with great momentum.
"A complete set of magical weapons!" Han Changming's expression became more solemn when he saw the five golden flying swords.
Without saying anything, he quickly took out a thick stack of fireball charms and threw them towards the other side.
He plays to his strengths and avoids his weaknesses. If it comes to a contest of magical powers, he will definitely not be the opponent. He is a talisman maker, and the thing he has the most is talismans.
A series of explosions sounded, and a large area of red flames exploded in mid-air. The temperature nearby suddenly rose and the flames spread in all directions.
Boom!
The sky suddenly darkened. Han Changming looked up and saw a blue cloud several hundred feet in size appearing above his head.
"The second-level talisman, the Ice Rain Talisman!" Han Changming's expression changed.
The blue clouds rolled, and white ice cones emitting a biting chill fell out and smashed towards Han Changming.
Han Changming knew the power of the Ice Rain Talisman, so he hurriedly took out a thick stack of Fireball Talismans and threw them at the ground around him.
A series of roars sounded, and raging flames enveloped Han Changming. The temperature nearby suddenly rose, and a white light curtain flickered continuously.
While injecting magic power into the white beads, Han Changming absorbed the spiritual energy from the spirit gathering stone to restore his magic power.
Dense white ice cones hit the white light curtain with a muffled sound, and then fell to the ground. Under the high temperature, the white ice cones melted quickly and turned into a ball of white mist.
Not long after, a thick white fog covered Han Changming, making it impossible to see what he was doing.