Yanshan Pass.
The thick demonic energy rushed over the ruins, dark and bloody on the ground, the formation that originally flowed with brilliance was dismantled into pieces, only the glimmer of light on the bare stones occasionally glowed faintly.
The blood and qi were rolling, the magic smoke was soaring into the sky, the immortal light was faint and invisible, there were killing shouts and the sound of magic weapons colliding everywhere, and the rolling black clouds filled nearly a hundred miles, flying southward.
Zhao Tinggui rode the wind in the air, stepping on a small golden cloud under his feet, and holding a small white jade lamp in his hand, emitting colorful light.
Every time this golden cloud was about to speed up, purple light flew out from the heavy demonic clouds, and the small white jade lamp in his hand immediately rose with colorful light to resist, making a sound of fragmentation and dissolution.
Zhao Tinggui's magic weapon was really good, it resisted the purple light tightly, but although this purple light was shattered and dissolved, there was a burst of white light falling, and the clouds on the soles of his feet had just risen with golden light, and they were immediately pulled by the white light and dimmed.
"Boom!"
The purple light roared repeatedly, causing Zhao Tinggui's face to turn pale for a while, and the junior brother beside him was dressed in brocade clothes, quite demeanor, even in danger, his voice was still calm:
"Senior brother... This Murong Gong is powerful... I'm afraid it's not something you and I can do!"
Zhao Tinggui's face was gloomy, and his heart was already cold, his face, which used to be always exquisitely smiling, was now slightly pale, and there was still some blood at the corners of his mouth.
"Tang Shedu... Tang Shedu..."
Zhao Tinggui knew that the dragon slayer had broken through, and he thought that this person's future life would be embarrassing, but he really didn't expect that Tang Shedu would dare to betray out of Qingchi overnight and join the enemy, ruining the good situation.
He rebelled like this, the front line can be described as defeated like a mountain, Li Xuanfeng's strength is outstanding, maybe he can escape with his life, the rest of the people are probably one out of ten, Zhao Tinggui heard this news, his heart was already cold to the bottom.
"Yu Su is also a waste..."
Zhao Tinggui didn't know that Tang Shedu was rebelling at that time, and he was uneasy, so he sent a few people over, but they really didn't come back.
He was so anxious that he waited in Guanzhong for a while, only to see five spiritual winds rising into the sky, divided by several magic hands, Zhao Tinggui could only say in a daze:
"Yu Su is probably dead..."
The Yu family's [Changfeng Cage] is very famous, it contains five colds, Zhao Tinggui went to see it in person back then, and now it looks like this, the [Changfeng Cage] has been demolished, how can Yu Su survive?
Then Murong Gong of the Murong family led people out of the pass, Yanshan Pass was empty, and Zhao Tinggui only had five foundation builders in his hands... What else is there to stop? What else can be stopped!
He didn't know how to exchange benefits in the Purple Mansion, but there were also demon cultivators in the Yanshan Pass who were in rebellion, and after only half a quarter of an hour, the whole line collapsed.
Although the Ning family temporarily gave him a few magic weapons, how could his exercises and spells be compared with the Murong family's direct lineage, he only resisted dozens of times, and suddenly couldn't withstand the opponent's attack, so he had to withdraw.
If it weren't for these magic weapons in his hand, Zhao Tinggui would have been trapped in the siege of the demon cultivator, he and his junior brother Lin Wuning fled all the way here, Murong Gong always followed unhurriedly, it seemed that he was still dissatisfied with the harvest, and wanted to hoist a few more people.
Zhao Tinggui's heart was cold, and his junior brother Lin Wuningfu muttered again:
"Senior brother... The speed of this demon is getting faster and faster... I'm afraid I'm almost at the river, and I can't catch anyone, so I'm ready to close the net!"
Of course he knew what Lin Wuning meant, Murong Gong had just single-handedly smashed the formation of Yanshan Pass, although he had the help of magic weapons, but the strength under the blessing of this magic weapon could not be faked, and the two of them might not be able to escape.
"Boom!"
The bright purple light fell again, and the small white jade lamp in Zhao Tinggui's hand appeared densely colored like a hair, Zhao Tinggui was staggered, and most of the wind on the soles of his feet disappeared.
This Murong Gong didn't know what he was practicing, he might have a 'Fushui' magic weapon in his hand, every time his spell fell on his body, then a dispersing power came, so that the magic weapon on the soles of his feet could never be erected.
After two more attacks, the man fell silent suddenly, looked deep into the depths of the magic fog, and said softly:
"Wu Ning, I have escaped so far, and the one chasing behind me is nothing more than Murong Gong, I will hold [Bai Huazhan] to block this demon for you, you step on [Lu Shangyun] and escape south alone."
Lin Wuning was stunned when he heard this, his heart was infinitely complicated, and he wanted to say something rejected, but he couldn't say it in his chest.
Zhao Tinggui was born in poverty, and it is a miracle that he has come all the way to his current status, but he always likes to form cliques, invite people's hearts, and cherish feathers.
Lin Wuning is the son of the peak master, and he was born with a somewhat reserved and noble demeanor, feeling that he looked like a villain and could not become a great person, and he always looked unpleasant.
But after a long time, he also realized that although Zhao Tinggui ran to the drill camp every day, he sincerely loved his disciples in the peak, and gradually let go of his grudges.
In previous years, he often despised Zhao Tinggui for working around for the benefit of three melons and two dates, and had no dignity to speak of, but now he blushed when he heard this, and said a little weakly:
"Senior brother's future is promising... I'll still come... For the senior brother... Queen... Let's go."
"What nonsense!"
Zhao Tinggui was not in the mood to pay attention to his attitude, and scanned in the fog, trying to choose a direction to escape for him, Lin Wuning murmured and flinched, Zhao Tinggui muttered:
"I promised Li Xijun... promised Li Qinghong, but in the end, it was broken in half a quarter of an hour, and even my own brothers couldn't find it, let alone Li Yuexiang..."
Lin Wuning only said:
"How can you blame senior brother! I know that Li Yuexiang is Li Xizhi's sister, Li Xuanfeng is terrifying, and Li Qinghong's strength is also good... But how many of these people can come back? You don't have to..."
Zhao Tinggui shook his head and said in a low voice:
"I shouldn't have sent someone out to answer... Yanshan Pass was broken in half a quarter of an hour, and most of the responsibility lies with me... If I escape alone, I will be pointed out by thousands of men, and everyone will be annoyed!"
"What face do I have to cross the river and go back?"
Zhao Tinggui replied, his expression was quite calm, and seeing that his junior brother was still puzzled, he had to explain in a low voice:
"I knew that one day, since the sect sent me - the helpless and unsupported Zhao Zhigui went to gather the monks, and then took away all the foundation-building monks in my hands, I knew that I would not end well."
Lin Wuning looked at him a little confused, and Zhao Tinggui only said:
"In the past, the Chi family didn't care about anyone's opinion, but now they are dark and weak, and they can't be as domineering as before.
Lin Wuning seemed to gradually understand, Zhao Tinggui only held the golden cloud under his feet, and poured all his mana into the white jade-like lamp, looked at him twice, and finally said:
"Junior brother often says that I run to the drill camp, I know you can't understand, but before I went up the mountain, I was the son of a fielder, and I only carried a sickle.
"Later I realized that if you don't drill, you will die, and if you drill in the end, you will die... It's already late, all the cultivators think that the Ning family is behind me, but in fact they are wrong, there is nothing behind me, it has been pinched a long time ago, and sooner or later it will be dropped."
His mana penetrated into the clouds, sending Lin Wuning to the south, and sighed deeply and gently:
"Junior brother looks down on me, I have always known, but it does not hinder saving you, Master took me up the mountain and taught me to love and care for my junior brothers, I always remember."
White light rose from his body, and the magic weapon in his hand shone brightly, blocking the purple light that swept in, and all seven orifices were bleeding.
Lin Wuning buried his head in the black clouds, the Dharma clouds on the soles of his feet flew faster and faster, quickly sinking into the heavy clouds, under his feet was a demonic cloud, the ground was full of debris, flying for miles, and the demonic energy slowly faded away.
He flew with his head covered and rode the wind, all the way to the turbulent river, crossing the river all the way south, the fear in his heart slowly fell, the words of the senior brother echoed in his heart for a moment, and his heart was full of gratitude and overwhelmed.
"Continuing south is Mochizuki Lake..."
Lin Wuning was worried for a moment, but still didn't settle down to remind one or two, for fear of delaying the time, he turned around to Bian Yanshan, secretly calculated the time, if he moved the rescuers back, maybe he could save Zhao Zhigui.
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Qingdu Mountain.
The coldest days passed, the heavy snow gradually subsided, although the ice on the lake had not melted, it was already much thinner.
I heard that the situation in the north is becoming more and more complicated, but the news of his family is decreasing day by day, and Li Zhouwei is also busy.
Li Xuanxuan thought for a moment, but decided to look for Li Zhouwei, but he was walking to the palace gate and bumped into him head-on.
The young man's face was gloomy, he was already a head taller than Li Xuanxuan, his eyes were full of golden light, his face was full of thought, and the black cloak on his body was stained with a little snow, which was melting little by little.
"Huang'er... How is it?"
Li Zhouwei saluted slightly and replied:
"Just now, a demon cultivator escaped into the land of Shanyue and colluded with several Xitan survivors to snatch the spiritual rice and escape.
Li Xuanxuan nodded, Li Zhouwei raised his hand to close the palace door tightly, isolating the operation of the formation inside and outside, he showed a worried expression and said softly:
"The cronies I placed earlier were observing on the northern riverbank, and just came back to report, saying that the demon smoke was very rampant, and once to the south, even Yanshan Pass was shrouded in demonic smoke.
Li Xuanxuan sighed deeply and asked in a low voice:
"Is there a sign of the life jade at home?"
If there is a life and death crisis within five to ten years, it will appear on the life jade, and this is what Li Xuanxuan is asking.
Li Zhouwei shook his head and reminded:
"The land of Jiangbei has been in chaos, even the Purple Mansion Maha is not sure, where can the mere life jade still appear? As early as when they entered Xu Guo, these life jades lost their luster and could no longer show their safety."
Li Xuanxuan had no choice but to nod, hesitated for a moment, made the worst plan, and asked:
"If the Yanshan Pass is broken, the demon cultivator will rush all the way to the border of Xu Kingdom... How should I deal with it?"
"Just look at Qingchi's reaction."
Li Zhouwei obviously thought about it early on, and said bluntly:
"If you react faster and stop the demon cultivators on the river, you can also rebuild a line of defense and reorganize the monks to resist... If you can't..."
His golden eyes glanced at the north, and he said word by word:
"You can only resist on the north shore of Mochiyue Lake, and the Fei family is the front line!"
Li Xuanxuan had a premonition in his heart, and after hearing this, he still sighed and replied:
"Earlier, Xi Jun promised so many monks from his family to go and talk to me about their joys and sorrows... I still underestimate it, but now it seems that the demon cultivator is about to kill in front of me."
Li Zhouwei's mention of the Fei family being so solemn is obviously already hinting:
"If we get to that situation, once we lose again, I'm afraid we will lose the north bank..."
Once Qingchi retreats again, he will be the front line of the struggle between the north and the south! How should I deal with myself then? No matter whether you win or lose, how should the local millions of mortals deal with it?
The Li family has been operating on the south bank of Mochiyue Lake for so many years, once they lose this place, how can there be anywhere else? Could it be that he really lost this spiritual field and several spiritual veins and fled to the East China Sea?
"If it gets to that point, what face do I have to see my uncle and uncle?"
The old man held the tea and did not drink it for a long time, worried about the safety of several juniors, but Li Zhouwei looked at the north and said softly:
"To be prepared, I have sent a few more loyal people to investigate."
The white ape only returned to the clan with Li Chengliao a few days ago, but Li Zhouwei had no intention of sending him over to investigate, although the white ape was stronger and it was convenient to come and go, but after all, he had just broken through the foundation, and once he was caught by the demon cultivator in the north, he would lose a lot of combat power...
He looked at it heavily, the golden light in his eyes slowly flickered, and he said in his heart:
"If it really gets to this point... I'm afraid I can't delay it any longer... Take some pills, do your best to retreat, and break through the foundation first..."
It is best to practice more spells until you are about forty or fifty years old, and it is most suitable to build a foundation, and it cannot exceed sixty at the latest.
The exercise practiced by Li Zhouwei is the highest-grade five-grade exercise in the history of the Li family, "Minghua Huangyuan Jing", which is different from ordinary people, and is naturally closely related to Ming Yang, and the practice speed should be amazingly fast.
It's just that in order to prevent it from being too shocking and attracting some unnecessary attention, and secondly, it is also to fight steadily, pay equal attention to practicing spells and halberds, deliberately focusing on consolidating the foundation, and have no intention of forging ahead, so it slows down.
But even if he slowed down a lot, his cultivation speed surpassed that of Li Ximing back then, and he reached the middle stage of qi training before he was twenty years old.
Li Zhouwei's eyes flashed at the moment, and he secretly made a decision, but a person came up from below, holding a small letter in his hand, and handed it to Li Zhouwei.
He used a unique technique to untie it, looked at it twice, waved his hand to let the man go down, and said softly:
"There is news about Changxiaomen Yufuzi."