Wushan.
The large formation on Wushan was first arranged by Duanmu Kui, a dignified purple mansion-level witch formation, but unfortunately after Duanmu Kui's death, Zhu Yue welcomed Qingchi, and this witch formation had already been dedicated to Qingchi Sect.
Then Zhongzi got Wushan in the back corner, and rearranged the formation, and the pitch-black light mask covered Wushan tightly.
At the foot of the mountain stood a piece of bones, the pool of blood was boiling, the high priest was kneeling on the ground shivering, the gray wind came out of the mountain, and gradually stopped in front of him, turning into an old man in black, his eyes were dark, and he looked coldly at Shanyue in front of him.
The high priest finally got a response, frightened and happy, and said in shock:
"My lord! First underestimate the enemy... was defeated by the rebels in the six towns, the generals were captured, more than 5,000 were killed and wounded, and the rear army was also defeated, trampling on each other, and they were all driven into the six towns, and the six towns surrendered in fear, and the front of the troops had reached the ...... of Beiting."
This mountain was built with an ugly expression for a while, and said in a low voice:
"Trash things."
He stroked the black clothes, casually put the sacrifices in his pocket, flew up in the gray wind, stopped in the air, and put one hand on his eyebrows, listening attentively.
"Daihe Mingfang."
He was still cautious, and listened carefully for a couple of words, but found that the rebels stopped a hundred miles away in the royal court and did not move, so he had to curse, and his heart became suspicious:
"Could it be that someone is trying to lure me out of the mountain? Just happened to choke my immortal foundation from a distance of a hundred miles......"
Thinking of this, Mu Mi Li suddenly felt uneasy:
"In today's world, [Dangerous] is coming from the north, there is an atmosphere of turmoil in the world, the wolf and tiger clan is sleeping by the side, senior brother has not returned for many years, so be careful."
Thinking about it at this point, he planned to drive the wind back, asked a few times carefully, and suddenly felt a heat in the back of his head, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a bright golden light flew down, only to hear a loud shout:
"Wait for you for a long time!"
Mu Mili suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, his figure immediately blurred, bursts of black smoke gushed out from the soles of his feet, and he was about to escape, and he was terrified in his heart:
"Who is it?!"
I saw that the golden light was brightly colored, and white stone bricks emerged one by one, clinging to the chimera, transforming into a huge pass city gate coming out, the city gate was towering, and the two white door feet were depicted with many patterns, bright and crystalline, very majestic.
In the city gate, there was a bright light shining, hazy, as if facing a fierce sun, brilliance gushed out, washing away the gray wind on the soles of his feet.
Only now did he see clearly that there was a person sitting cross-legged at the Ming Pass, smiling, his Taoist robe sounding violently in the air, and the bright light illuminated the town and rivers under his feet, the young man smiled:
"Ximing was ordered to wait here, and he has been waiting for a long time!"
Although the immortal base is not as successful as the orthodox "Ming Huang Yuan Jing", it is also more mysterious, like the sun hanging in the air.
"Li Ximing?"
Mu Mi Li never thought that it was really the Li family, and for a moment he felt incredible, and regretted it:
"It's a big deal!"
It was not that Mu Mi Li had never thought that the Li family would attack, but he thought that the Li family's temper would inevitably develop gradually, at least he would have to eat the Yu family, the Fei family, and then the single Huo Luo evil, before finally coming to his own home.
He just wanted to guard Wushan for Jiao Zhongzi, but he felt that the Li family did not come so early, so he hesitated to leave, and now he fell into the tiger's mouth.
"Damn it!"
He silently pinched the formula, and the two turtle shields burst out with black air, each holding a pass, only to feel a fiery brilliance coming to his face, exposing the flesh on his face to the blue smoke, as if it was about to fall, gritted his teeth and said:
"Your Li family is really cunning and cautious, building a foundation, and you even lure me out of the mountain by such means!"
Li Ximing only silently urged the immortal foundation, placed it under the 'Huangyuan Pass', and said softly:
"Wushan is the former residence of Duanmu Kui, even if one or two methods are left behind, it will make us wait for the small foundation to be irrecoverable.
He only observed that Li Ximing was about the immortal foundation of the Mingyang lineage, and he was good at suppressing, he didn't know where Li Qinghong and the others were, so he put down his body first and said softly:
"All Ximing wants is the land of Shanyue, and let me go... I cleaned up after returning to the mountain and never came back... Why fight and kill!"
The stronger Li Ximing's suppression in 'Huangyuan Pass', the more he was happy to delay with him, and only asked:
"Answer me, where is the azalea in the corner!"
Mu Mi Li kept silent and remained silent, as if he understood that the Li family would no longer have the possibility of letting him go, so he took out a wooden talisman from his sleeve with a dark face and crushed it, and said coldly:
"If it weren't for the absence of senior brother, how dare you look north!"
As soon as this wooden talisman was crushed, Wushan was shocked, and a string of black clouds flew up from the top of the mountain, rustling loudly, rising up, and rushing straight to where the two of them were.
"Boom!"
'Huangyuan Pass' shook slightly, and the black cloud suddenly converged, turning into a black-haired long-tailed leopard beast, its eyes were bright, it should be the mount of the horned catalpa, spitting out human words, like thunder:
"Mu Mi Li! What's wrong with you! Hurry up and call grandpa out."
Mu Mi Li only scolded:
"Stupid thing... The Li family wants to take pictures of my Wushan!"
The beast was suddenly frightened, rolling up like a cloud, trying to break out of the open gate, but saw a piece of cold snow coming from the east, and the wind and snow were fierce, blowing it out of the clouds.
Li Xijun was dressed in white, carrying a sword behind him, stepping on the snow, with a handsome appearance, two fingers together, blowing a fierce cold wind, the young man nodded slightly and smiled slightly:
"I've seen Taoist friends."
The Li family was famous for their swords, Li Xijun had not yet drawn his sword, this beast had already begun to be fearful, the two brothers stood in the air, showing an aura of the immortal clan.
Mu Mi Li and Li Ximing made dozens of moves, but they could not break free from the bright light, their faces were full of red spots, their lips were white, and they were annoyed in their hearts.
He could understand that the person in front of him had weak fighting experience and would not have any powerful spells, but the immortal base was terrifyingly powerful, allowing his various witchcraft to intertwine, and just one clear pass would suppress him.
What's more, this Ming Guan seemed to be born with a way to suppress and obliterate, and it was difficult for him to escape, although Li Ximing couldn't help him for a while, but Mu Mi Li's mana and blood were rapidly declining, and he was more and more caught in it.
"Ju Wu, hurry up and help me!"
At a glance, it was clear that Li Xijun had just broken through, and his heart, which had fallen into deep despair, quickly became active:
"It's not Li Qinghong of Xuanlei Daoji! It's just a furry child who has just entered the foundation... The vitality should be here!'
Mu Mi Li suddenly became excited, and when he really faced Li Qinghong, who was catching thunder and taking electricity, the two of them really had no way to survive, and they hurriedly aroused the monster Ju Wu.
The black panther-like monster took a second glance and spat out the wind to catch up, but the young man in front of him pinched the spell and chanted the mantra, and with two fingers together, dozens of white vapors gushed out, and the sunflower light fluctuated, turning into a cold snow wind as thin as pine needles, hitting his face.
"Hey! you..."
This demon only spat out one sentence, the cold and yin air ran through his body, white snow fell in the sky, Ju Wu's figure suddenly stopped, Li Xijun calmly pressed Qing Feng and drew his sword.
"Clang!"
The bright white sword light jumped up, and the foundation building sword [Han Yan] was cast for more than ten years, and finally wandered with the color it should have, and the slightly slender sword body danced with a fierce sword light, showing a bright white like snow.
"Moon Que Sword Arc!"
A snowflake between the heavens and the earth moved an inch in unison, and a cry like a cry came out of Ju Wu's mouth, and two short and thick hair fingers flew up.
Li Xijun picked up a sword since he was a child and practiced swordsmanship in the mountains for forty years.
Li Xuanling is quite talented in swordsmanship, but unfortunately he died early, Li Yuanjiao only used the sword as a killing tool, and his sword cultivation was also not high.
Only the Yue Que sword arc in Li Tongya's hand back then was as big as a sail, and the sword was thick, which was Li Tongya's own sword, and now Li Xijun picked up a snow-white and fierce sword, and finally jumped out of those few lines.
"Three minutes of moon flowing!"
The long sword in his hand was picked back, and three smart and cunning white lights were thrown out, Li Xijun drew his sword, and a trace of sigh flashed in his mind:
"The sword classic is exquisite, it is difficult to be poor in a lifetime, the ancestors only held the sword for fifteen years and compiled this book.
His mind turned, but the sword in his hand never slowed down, [Tu Jun Kui Guang] and swordsmanship were simply a match made in heaven, Ju Wu was stopped by this spell, it was difficult to cast spells, let alone resist swordsmanship? was only beaten until he vomited black blood in his mouth.
Ju Wu was simply a soul, he was originally a monster, to the point of being reduced to a mount, worse than ordinary scattered cultivators, how could he eat this swordsmanship, and said sadly:
"Help your mother, Mu Mi Li... Master is going to be beheaded!"
The curtain at this end had just fallen into a tug-of-war with Li Ximing, and when he heard it, his heart was cold, and he said coldly:
"Hurry up and go find senior brother!"
After he said this, he took a few pills, and the immortal base suddenly started to run with all his might, and took out another piece of bronze, his eyes were faintly red, one hand grabbed the other shoulder, and removed one arm with a click.
Before the blood flowed out, he had already thrown this arm high, and the red light suddenly appeared, and in an instant it turned into a big ghost with a green face and fangs, and brazenly pounced on Li Xijun.
"Finally, there is an orthodox witchcraft."
Li Xijun let the monster run away, and he had his own space to wait for it, looking at the green-faced ghost with interest, and drew his sword forward.
Although Wushan is a witchcraft inheritance, from top to bottom, including Duanmu Kui himself, he is all practicing the Purple Mansion Jindan Dao, Duanmu Kui is suspected of having witchcraft cultivation in his body, but he rarely teaches these disciples, and only loses some exercises to practice.
Therefore, most of the witchcraft used by these Shanyue were half-immortals and half-witches, which seemed nondescript, and now that he saw decent witchcraft for the first time, Li Xijun observed it carefully.
This green-faced ghost had a mouth full of fangs, a full two feet tall, a fierce face, and all kinds of talismans were carved on his body.
Li Xijun took out a few swords and found that this green-faced ghost was quite soft, like a clay sculpture, healing quickly, and looking even more afraid of spells.
He pinched the sunflower light, and sure enough, he saw that the blue-faced ghost's blue halo had been greatly reduced, so he took out all kinds of spells and talismans, tried them one by one, and secretly wrote them down.
Li Xijun tried silently, Mu Mili and Li Ximing faced each other for more than a hundred rounds, and gradually couldn't bear it, pinched the trick in his hand, gently patted the storage bag, took out several more skulls, and threw them into the air vigorously.
The black smoke on his body suddenly crashed into his skull, turning into five or six black mountain ghosts, roaring over, wanting to follow the 'Huangyuan Pass' upwards and pounce on Li Ximing's body.
But as soon as these mountain ghosts got up, the four ancient talismans on the left side of Huangyuan Pass suddenly shone, and suddenly a group of mountain ghosts bounced away, Li Ximing laughed and spoke:
"To deal with such filthy things, although my Mingyang is not as good as Xuan Lei, I am ranked first, senior, don't think about these things!"
Mu Mi Li seemed to have expected it for a long time, but seeing this scene now, his face was still pale, so he had to summon these mountain ghosts with black smoke back and surround them around him to help resist the power of polishing and suppression.
He was already in a declining state, and he broke his arm to save Ju Wu, and all kinds of witchcraft failed to save himself, and soon he reached the predicament of bottoming out of mana and blood.
But on the other hand, Li Ximing was still calm and relaxed, polishing his cultivation bit by bit with 'Huangyuan Pass', grinding Mu Mili into a corner.
Several mountain ghosts instantly swarmed up, and with a rumble, they hit the hazy brilliance in the middle of the Ming Pass, making a violent roar.
"Boom!"
This immortal base and Li Ximing were one, he couldn't sit still for a while, he only felt a feeling of tightness in his chest and abdomen, and the power of suppression and polishing that had been maintained finally relaxed.
Mu Mi Li was waiting for this opportunity, his cultivation base and body burned instantly, transforming into a bloody light, and pinched out several talismans to hit the 'Huangyuan Pass', making a loud noise.
Under the superposition of multiple means, this made the power of suppression and polishing relax for a while, and Mu Mi Li hurriedly seized the time, fought desperately, and rushed out of the Ming Pass in one go.
Li Ximing took a heavy breath before calming down, watching him flee for several miles, laughing, and waving his cuffs gently, the remaining huge and bright Xiongguan suddenly turned into a white streamer and quickly chased after it, trying to absorb the bloody light.
"Do you want to leave at this moment? Underestimate my clear checkpoint!"
He just released the clear pass, and Li Xijun chased after him early just in case, but he saw a figure appear in the clouds and mist in the distance, and his cuffs were tightened to catch the red light.
Li Ximing frowned and stopped, took a closer look, and was stunned for a moment, watching the man slowly fly under his feet with a white porcelain shuttle.
"This ......"
The man was a little old, his eyebrows were gentle, his eyes were long, his beard and hair were white, mixed with a little gray, he was wearing a white cloud-sleeved robe, standing with his hands on his back.
He had several medicine bags hanging on his body, holding the red light in his hand, no matter how much this brilliance flowed, he couldn't escape out, looked at it slowly, and said softly:
"Ming'er."
Li Ximing was stunned for a moment, then quickly bowed, choked up and said respectfully:
"Ximing has seen Master!"
Li Xijun immediately reacted, saluted, and replied:
"I've seen Senior Xiao!"