It is called Shuiling.
It is said that Shuiling Mountain is low, most of the area is very flat, and the black and gray woods stretch their figures, half-hidden and half-hidden in the heavy mist, looking quiet and terrifying.
The leader had an old face, faintly pale, staring quietly at the woods in front of him, standing on the side, one dressed in white and holding a fan, and the other with a generous appearance, dressed in sea blue clothes.
Li Xizhi hid his figure in the clouds, and the old man beside him stroked his beard and said in a deep voice:
"Xi Zhi, why hasn't Tang Shen moved yet?"
"Maybe I'm waiting for a few others."
Li Xizhi responded casually, his current state is really not good, his face is still a little pale, although the mana in his body is full, but it is faintly affecting the injury, a little uncertain.
He took three [Huiqiu Dan] in a row, losing more than ten years of longevity, and should have practiced in seclusion for at least two or three years before he could be considered healing from his injuries.
Now that he only needs to go out of the customs to deal with the enemy for more than half a year, it is no wonder that his mana is vain, if the Huiqiu Pill is not given by the Yang family, but those ordinary mana stimulation pills, at this time he has already fallen into the root of the disease.
But no matter how much he lost Baixiang Valley before, Bian Yanshan's order soon arrived, and most of the monks were ordered to go to [Called Shuiling], not only him Li Xizhi, but even Yu Yuwei and Li Quantao arrived.
Li Quantao listened to his words, smiled inexplicably, and only said:
"Tang Shen didn't even know what to think, he actually put the three of us in a corner... I thought he would put Brother Zhi under his nose and look at it, going to the place with the most demon cultivators, so that there would be no accident..."
Yu Yuwei touched his beard and didn't speak, but Li Xizhi understood in his heart:
"Tang Shedu is now racking his brains thinking about how to escape with his life next... Where is there no time to harm me!" For fear of causing anger in my family, I went straight to the real person under the new hatred and old hatred, and when the time came, I beat him to ashes with a palm... I'm afraid no one dares to say anything."
After all, Tang Shedu has no backer now, and the relationship between Yuan Xiu Zhenren and Yuan Wu Zhenren is not much better, I am afraid he will not stand up for him, besides, where else does anyone in Qingchi dare to speak?
This can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, the three of them can huddle together, as long as they do not meet the direct descendants of the Murong family, there is no problem in keeping their own safety.
The three of them were silent, but they saw a white light shooting straight into the sky from not far away, and the tokens on the waists of several people suddenly brightened, and a thunderous roar sounded in the air, rolling in:
"Boom!"
"What a guts!"
A roar sounded, and the black clouds in the sky rolled up like a whirlpool, and a piece of demonic energy rushed out from the earth, dragging the rolling black air all over the sky, surrounding it, and then listening to a piercing howl:
"The rats of the blue pond... I haven't waited for you yet, but I delivered it to the door by myself!"
Li Xizhi and the others looked at each other, and flew up with the wind together, seeing Tang Shedu's spiritual armor shining, pointing straight into the depths of the demonic clouds, six bright white long branches appeared in the air, flying back and forth around the white light on this person's body.
His halberd swept away, sweeping away the demonic clouds in front of him, the white light all over his body was dazzling, and he said coldly:
"In the capital of the Lower Tang Dynasty, come and ask for advice!"
Tang She is an old monk who has been famous for many years, and his skills and practice of halberds are very powerful, and he has a lot of experience.
The three of them each picked a demon cultivator to fight, their bodies were very close, so they could help each other, Li Xizhi was holding an axe, wearing a black scale vestment, his eyes were slightly red, and his demonic aura was fierce.
Such a demonic cultivator naturally could not be compared with the appearance of Tuoba Chongyuan's half-immortal and half-demon, his whole body was full of black demonic energy, mixed but not refined, obviously promoted quickly, unlike the subordinates of the Murong family, they should be recruited miscellaneous demons, the two of them obviously specially gave this demon cultivation to him.
He approached with his sword, and the rainbow light dispersed the spell of the demon cultivator in front of him, his breath stagnated slightly, feeling that the opponent's strength was higher than he thought, and calculated:
"This demon cultivation technique is not strong, but there is something about the axe technique..."
He gently pinched the technique, and the [Golden Fall in the Clouds] ran and turned into a few golden glows beating, jumped out in front of this person, floated behind him, and jumped up with the long sword in his hand, and drew the sword:
"Yue Que Sword Arc!"
He slashed off the opponent's head with a sword, and the golden fall in the clouds flashed again, avoiding the opponent's spell and landing on the other side, 'Changxia Mist' was running at full strength, and he slowed down and pinched the spell:
"[Ashiki Rainbow]!"
The demon cultivator's head flew up from his neck, there was no big expression on his face, his lower body took a step in the air to chase his head, and spliced it twice in the air, both times slipped and could not be put together.
He had to stop, stroked his neck with both hands, and took it a little jerky, making Li Xizhi look a little regretful:
"It's a pity that I have been practicing spells all year round, and my sword path has fallen too far, otherwise I can preliminarily decide the victory while he is careless and this sword cannot be put together."
"Boom!"
The rainbow light in his hand had already jumped out, but Li Xizhi's ears were like thunder, his heart was stunned, he almost lost his direction, gritted his teeth and looked up.
But I saw a white light rising in the sky, transforming into a human head the size of a small mountain, with sparse eyebrows and big eyes, with a bloody mouth open, roaring in the air.
"The head of the Murong family......
He was only slightly stunned, but the spell in his hand never stopped, and the demon cultivator on the opposite side was even more miserable, shocked by this sound, and a moment later, he was pierced by his rainbow light as his chest, and exploded colorful rainbow flames.
Of course, Li Xizhi couldn't let go of the opportunity, he pursued the victory, casting spells in his hand, but there was a slight buzz in his ears again, and then a bright golden brilliance flashed in the air.
The head in the sky screamed miserably and said in horror:
"You...! Oh... You're here too! Good... Good... What a fairy bow!"
After hearing this, Li Xizhi's heart suddenly calmed down, as if he had the confidence:
"A few adults are here! It seems that Qingchi is going all out this time... Maybe there will be a golden feather to cooperate."
Only then did a rainbow light press on the chest of the person in front of him, causing his demonic body to shake and his vitality was greatly injured, but he saw the rolling demonic flames coming out of the soles of his feet again, and the situation in the air seemed to change again.
Li Xizhi didn't have time to take a closer look, and two more people flew out of the left and right magic clouds, one left and one right, attacking him.
Before the spell arrived, Li Xizhi already felt pain on his face, so he had to let go of the person in his hand, drew his sword to resist, picked out a rainbow light, and smashed the two spells in front of him.
His blow was too urgent, and it affected the injury, so he had to stop his breath slightly, after all, the two people on the left and right were both demon cultivators from the north, but their eyes were not bad, they looked at each other, and at the same time drove the magic weapon to call.