Li Qinghong's body was boiling with thunder, the thunder pool was surging and undulating, and the 'Long Sky Dangerous Sparrow' in the sea of qi was shining, stimulating a reddish-purple airflow and pouring into the immortal foundation.
She had followed a group of monks and demon cultivators to fight, all the way to the hinterland, and fought with a demon cultivator Keqing of the Murong family.
Li Qinghong had already received his letter, and understood that Li Xizhi had taken three Huiqiu Pills in a row, and his serious injuries had not yet healed.
So he turned the offensive, fought with his life, fought out his injuries and beat the enemy into blood and fled, used the [Bird Green Feather] feather green streamer on his body, and rushed over with a thunder stop.
The feather green streamer was the original effect of this Wanling Sect feather coat, and her thunder was already fast, which immediately caught the two of them off guard.
"Qiu Ji."
When Xiaojiafang City was robbed, Qiu Ji beat Li Xuanxuan seriously in the market, causing great damage to his vitality, and killed Li Qinghong's brother, Li Xuanling's only heir Li Yuanyun, and finally couldn't even find the bones.
Although Li Qinghong didn't mention it often, she had a lot of hatred in her heart.
"You dare to harm my family..."
Now that new hatred and old hatred are surging in his heart, Li Qinghong's purple light burst out, and the rich thunder power surged into his palm, melting Qiu Ji's head, this demon cultivator let out a heart-rending roar, Li Qinghong said hatefully:
"I blew my brother's body with the magic wind that day, and now I have come back one by one!"
This purple thunder made him taste the pain of ten thousand thunders, and dissolved his body and soul cleanly, leaving no trace left.
Imprisoned and subjected to the thunder scattering, dissipating from head to toe along with his soul, even Shi Xiu, who was famous for his reincarnation and escape, would die violently, and the black smoke would dissipate, I am afraid that even the True Monarch would not be able to save him.
"If the timing is not right... You can't spend too much time with him, and you have to torture him well to take revenge..."
Li Qinghong killed one person, the 'Long Sky Dangerous Sparrow' in her body was ready to move, her purple and blue streamer was originally a thunderous brilliance that echoed the [Que Qing Feather], but now the thunder was thicker, and the purple color became more and more obvious.
She glanced back, and transformed back into a purple-blue streamer, and suddenly disappeared in place, leaving behind the sound of thunder that still echoed in the clouds.
Ge Mo Tou escaped for several miles, and several blood pills in his skin exploded, gradually returning to their original speed, and finally rushed out of the strange Fu Shui magic weapon, slowly falling in his heart.
"I'm afraid I'm busy torturing Qiu Ji..."
The thought in his heart only jumped slightly, his whole body was covered in cold hair, and his heart was hot and painful, so he quickly turned around and pushed out the magic weapon, and said in horror:
"Daoist friend said! Taoist friend said! I have nothing to do with that person, so I don't have to destroy my century-old Taoist karma..."
"Boom."
The only one who responded to him was the magic weapon in the hand of the female cultivator in the long feather robe, and he saw the purple magic bottle flying high, and several thunderbolts gushed out from it, smashing into his magic jar.
"Ouch!"
This magic weapon intersected with his mind, Ge Demon Head immediately coughed up blood, and suffered such a thunderous blow for him, black gas rose directly from the purple-black magic jar, at least five years less time to recuperate.
Li Qinghong got a new feathered robe, his combat power has reached a higher level, and his aura is being blessed again, thunder is flowing, where can he be accommodated, the spear picks out a thunder shadow and pierces his chest.
"Boom!"
The thunder brilliance flashed again, Li Xizhi looked at the flickering purple light in the clouds, his heart relaxed, and he suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, Li Quantao asked in a daze:
"That's Senior Qinghong?"
"It's my aunt."
A smile appeared on Li Quantao's face, and he shook his head and said:
"The thunder method is the first class to break demons and punish evil, and the seniors are strong, which really makes my juniors admire it."
Li Xizhi also had a sense of shock in his heart, Qiu Ji was not weak, at least a few points stronger than many tribes to build foundations, if he had not been seriously injured, although he could defeat this demon cultivator, it would be difficult to kill him.
Although Li Qinghong had the blessing of thunder magic, he was surprised and shot with all his might, and killing this person within a few moves was also a terrifying thing, and he was happy and worried in his heart:
"First, my aunt's strength has improved... Second... I'm afraid my aunt has been injured and inspired the 'Sky Sparrow'..."
Li Xizhi didn't think that this Ge Demon could escape, he was only worried about Li Qinghong's injury.
Although Li Quantao had some prejudices against him, he still greeted him politely, Li Xizhi did not show it on his face, and he also had some doubts in his heart:
"What is Yu Yuwei's injury? When he made a move against Tuoba Chongyuan, he was very strong, but something was wrong just now..."
The three demon cultivators who were hostile to Yu Yuwei were not the generation of Qiu Ji and Ge Demon Head, but they were foundation-building demon cultivators born from ordinary blood books, and the old man should not be stopped to death like this.
Just now, Li Qinghong's thunderbolt suddenly scared away all the demons, and it made Li Xizhi have some doubts about the strength of those three demon cultivators, and his heart sank.
Several people were in poor condition, and they didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so they hurriedly flew in the direction of the purple light with the wind, chasing them all the way for dozens of miles, and there were already several magic lights chasing after them, and Li Xizhi's heart became colder and colder the more he looked at it:
"The disparity between the enemy and us is too great... In the past few dozen miles, I have only seen demonic energy but no fairy light, and the strength of the cultivators led is not bad, it should never be like this... It seems that there are demon cultivators coming to reinforce."
A few people paused for a while, and then they saw the purple light turning, Li Qinghong looked solemn, holding a magic jar full of cracks in one hand, and the heavy purple light in the other hand was constantly refining a black ball.
Li Qinghong was also aware of the situation, Tang Shedu and Li Xuanfeng brought people from the east to the south respectively, and the east side was damaged one after another, and there was already a tendency to rout.
After a pause, he said softly:
"Let's retreat to the south first, there are fewer demon cultivators over there."
The three of them all nodded in response, Yu Yuwei was calm, he couldn't see anything strange, the three of them hadn't said anything, so they listened to the roar echoing in the sky, the golden light was shining, and a magic voice said sternly:
"Tang Shedu!!"
The buzzing sound was endless, Yu Yuwei's old eyes scanned for a week, several magic clouds were slowly approaching, the old man's face was full of suspicion, and his heart was a little uneasy:
"Why are there so many demonic cultivators? Why didn't you see the rest of the follow-up?"
Before the old man could express his doubts, a mighty magic sound followed, hoarse, with sharp killing intent:
"[Qi Wang Xuantian Listen] sounded! This person is already suspicious! Get rid of it quickly!"
……
"Buzz..."
Li Xuanfeng drew his bow again, the golden bowstring was full of sharp brilliance, he squinted slightly, Murong En from the Murong family in the distance was holding his stomach, releasing black air all over the sky.
Murong En's practice is obviously different from Murong Wu's, but closer to that Maha Murong Xia, his body is a piece of mud, and it will be scattered when it is said, and it will be combined when it is said.
And he didn't know how many things were contained in his stomach, in addition to the black qi, there were also scattered various magic weapons, and sometimes black clouds turned into figures and flew out of the air.
"It's not a demon cultivator, it's like a mage..."
"Buzz..."
The golden arrows on Li Xuanfeng's waist beat back and forth, most of them were dazzling gold, depicting bright white mysterious texts, only one stayed quietly, showing gold and red, and it was more slender and beautiful.
This golden and red mysterious arrow was catalyzed by the coincidence of the two leaders of the foundation building level in the grotto-heaven with the six dings tempered with fire and the purple mansion spiritual weapon Zhi Ge, and the two leaders of the foundation building level fought by chance, which was particularly powerful, it was regarded as a treasure at the bottom of the box, and naturally it would not be used easily, only a golden arrow jumped out.
The mysterious pattern arrow slowly climbed up to two layers of gold, one was lighter and sharper, and the other was darker and heavier, two golden lights intertwined and jumped, converging on the arrow, the buzzing sound kept ringing, and the demon cultivator in front of him was obviously a beat slower.
"Damn it!"
The dazzling golden light gathered, Murong En felt pain in his eyebrows again, and the hatred in his heart seemed to be blocked in his chest, and he activated his mana again:
"No wonder Murong Wu is dead, this person's archery skills are simply unbelievable, the magic weapon in his hand, the spiritual clothes on his body are not weak, [Qi Wang Xuantian listened] said that he was born with divine power, and the hole is in the palm of his hand... It's really rare..."
Although he hated it in his heart, he also had to admit that this person was strong, it seemed that he had taken some elixirs, what secret methods he had used, and the arrows he shot had two levels of mana, one was sharp and unparalleled, and the other was worn and destroyed, making it difficult to deal with.
The sense of danger between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger, his heart suddenly cooled, and a thought had already appeared in his mind:
"He wants to hit my left arm!"
In an instant, his left arm turned into a black cloud and drifted away, and the golden brilliance had passed through several miles behind him, Murong En cried out in pain, his face was gloomy, and he was both happy and resentful:
"If it weren't for the master giving the spiritual weapon [Qi Wang Xuantian Listening], he could hear his mysterious arrow landing... Fuck... Wait a little longer..."
Although his body gathered at any time, Li Xuanfeng Jin Ya did not say that he would hide, as long as he fell, he would immediately beat him to the point of pain, Jin Gang struggled on the surface of his body, cutting off a piece of demonic energy.
Although Li Xuanfeng at this end defeated this demon cultivator steadily, his heart was depressed and very suspicious, his gray eyes stared at him twice, and his heart sank:
"There are obviously two demon cultivators... Where is the other person?"
The three of them had fought nearly a hundred times, and most of Murong En's demonic body had been destroyed.
"What is he waiting for..."
Li Xuanfeng was so suspicious that he narrowed his eyes and glanced at Tang Shedu coldly, if it weren't for this guy guarding against him from beginning to end, restrained and not daring to let go of his hands to deal with the demon cultivator on the opposite side, how could he still let this demon head last until now?
The mage was already good at playing with people's hearts, Tang She was restrained and wary of it, but Murong En on the opposite side couldn't see it, so he deliberately did not attack him with all his might, targeting Li Xuanfeng everywhere, beware of the spiritual arrows he shot.
Li Xuanfeng had no choice but to look at the cultivators in the fog with a dark face, his subordinates were quite good, Lin Shouye's strength was good, and the talisman sword in Zhuang Cheng's hand was even more sharp, and the two had already cut down the demon cultivators they were fighting against.
Kong Heng and Wu Shao dragged the three demon cultivators, Lin Gu Lanying was also outstanding, the body of the demon cultivator in front of him was almost collapsing, and only one of the other cultivators was broken, even that Bai Yinzi was barely holding on.
"Qinghong went to the Tang Shedu..."
Li Xuanfeng looked at the fairy light and rampant demonic energy falling one after another, and an ominous premonition slowly rose in his heart, he had a slight upper hand here, but Tang Shedu's group of subordinates had already been defeated, and there was not a few immortal lights to be seen in the rampant demonic cloud...
"It's really a random arrangement... I don't know how Xi Zhi... Qinghong should have gone to the rescue..."
The golden bow in Li Xuanfeng's hand was slowly full, but a gloomy color slowly appeared in his eyes, this face was already fierce, and his gray eyes were full of fierce color, which was even more daunting.
"No... No..."
Li Xuanfeng's heart was like a big rock slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake, the golden light silently rose from his arms, and a terrifying conjecture came to mind:
"Tang Shedu..."
Why were the cultivators led by Tang Shedu almost wiped out so easily? Is this person really wary of him being restrained in such an urgent task? Even if he couldn't use his fists and kicks, he was enough for the opponent to eat a pot, and he was rubbing and grinding when he fought, as if there was no such person......
His eyebrows and eyes drooped, and a thought appeared coldly in his heart, this thought was enough to shake the cultivators, and Yanshan Pass was almost broken:
"Tang She is afraid... He was afraid of slaying the dragon... He is afraid..."
His golden bow only stopped in the air for a moment, and a streamer appeared on his body, and the Murong En demonic light and blood light in front of him suddenly stunned, and there was a crisp sound in his chest, and the demon head roared like an explosion:
"Tang Shedu!"
"Tang Shedu!"
"Clang!"
A piercing howl of mana sounded, and a little golden white jumped out of the endless darkness, causing countless mulberry leaves to fall on the ground, and the flesh and bones on the mausoleum were swept up by the strong wind and fell from the sky.
A white-gold halberd had been gaining momentum for a long time, breaking out of the thick sea of clouds, the golden light was like the rising morning light shaking off all evil spirits, and it was like a golden pill that jumped out of the endless clouds and mist, stabbing at it!
This halberd rolled the wind and clouds, bringing out twelve white-gold twigs, the thick mana kept rolling on it, the air blade was beautiful and smooth, showing the coercion of many years.
The golden light rolled upwards, climbing up along the soft armor that was slightly whitish, and jumped on his thick arms, reflecting Tang Shedu's calm and ruthless expression, his slender five fingers firmly grasped the white round handle.
The halberd pointed directly at Li Xuanfeng!
This halberd didn't know how long it had been accumulating, like a golden lightning bolt that passed through the night, but it was silent and sharp, much faster than the sound of Murong En's roar, this halberd stabbed in front of him, and then he heard the magic sound rolling:
"[Qi Wang Xuantian Listen] sounded! This person is already suspicious! Get rid of it quickly!"