Five Immortals Gate

However, the gray-haired old man Wutu frowned. The three of them were very strong, and even Senior Brother Tielianggu and his sister were already in the late Jindan stage.

The opponent's choice might not be the most correct one. If these two enemies had some trump cards in their hands, Bart and Baru in front would be the last chance to break through.

Just as he was in doubt, Li Yan and Zhao Min had turned back and rushed here, and Tielianggu also rushed up with a big laugh.

Seeing that the two sides had fought in an instant, Wutu said no more. With him here, Senior Brother Tielianggu and his sister's cultivation was far higher than the other party, what waves could the other party make.

So he focused his energy on the enemy, but did not attack with him.

In addition to protecting Tielianggu's safety, his mission was more to let him participate in this kind of fighting. In his opinion, Li Yan and Zhao Min were not the opponents of Senior Brother Tielianggu and his sister.

Li Yan and Zhao Min's sudden counterattack was indeed due to the fear of being surrounded by the other party. In that case, the other party had five Jindan stage masters.

Among them, there is also a strong man in the False Infant Realm. For Li Yan and Zhao Min, this level of cultivator is still unwilling to meet.

It is difficult for people to guess the true strength of the False Infant Realm cultivators. They are already very close to the Nascent Soul Realm, and some of them may be about to face the Heavenly Tribulation.

Some of them have the most primitive and vague perception of the laws of heaven and earth. Although they are not even at the fur, they can easily suppress the cultivators below the Nascent Soul with this alone.

Now suddenly fighting with the three people behind, the opponent also has a woman with the strength of the late Golden Core. It is unwise in the eyes of others.

This is completely different in the eyes of Li Yan.

When he just met the arrogant young man, Li Yan only knew that he was not far from the border between Tianlan Grassland and Tingyun Country, but the exact distance was not clear.

Fighting with the Tianlan Clan cultivators in the heart of Tianlan Grassland can only attract more and more enemies, and they will be surrounded.

So the two of them failed to kill with one attack, and immediately fled far away, without lingering in the battle.

But now it is different. Since Li Yan was promoted to the middle stage of Jindan, his spiritual sense has surpassed that of his peers, and even the late stage of Jindan cannot compare with him.

The coverage of his spiritual sense is almost the same as that of some false infant cultivators, and the sweeping range is about 4,600 miles.

Earlier, Li Yan not only saw clearly that there were two middle stage Jindan strongmen leading the Qingyi Guards to block, but also saw clearly that there was a large area of ​​rolling mountains behind them.

This overlapped with the information he got from soul searching in an instant. There is a barrier called "Chuyun Mountain Range" at the southern border of Tianlan Grassland.

That is the place where it borders Tingyun Country. At this time, Li Yan made a decision instantly.

He quickly sent a message to Zhao Min. After hearing his plan, Zhao Min lowered her head slightly and did not hesitate at all.

They did not act immediately, but flew forward another distance of about 600 miles, which was just the limit of the range that the spiritual sense of the late stage of Jindan cultivators could sense in the ordinary sense.

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The two Jindan mid-stage cultivators at the border could not feel the situation here, so it was difficult for the two Jindan cultivators who blocked them at the border to know what was happening here.

Li Yan and his team were already in the shortest available range from the "Chuyun Mountains".

Although Li Yan knew that there was some special way of communication between the enemies, such as short-distance sound transmission, it would definitely take time to use such things.

When he suddenly turned around and collided with the opponent in a few breaths, none of Tielianggu and the other two thought of using the strange red grass immediately to transfer Bart and Baru.

In their opinion, they didn't even need to use Wutu to deal with the two in front of them, and they could quickly deal with them.

What's more, there was a Nasen who was good at sneak attacks in the dark, staring at them and could deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Tielianggu was facing Li Yan, and he had long disliked this kid. His junior sister and Zhao Min approached instantly, and the battle was about to break out.

Wutu, who was standing behind, didn't think that Li Yan and the other two had much ability until now. He just relied on a sudden sneak attack before.

Although Tielianggu is arrogant and lewd, he has a strong talent for cultivation.

A person's cultivation is not obtained by accumulating elixirs, but by actually improving through cultivation. Otherwise, how could he become a disciple of the great master of the clan?

"Boy, you dared to come to the grassland to inquire about the news and killed my concubine. You will receive the most severe punishment!"

Tielianggu drew his hands in the air, and a mourning stick appeared above the head of Li Yan who was flying over.

As soon as the mourning stick appeared, the cool morning in early autumn suddenly became filled with sobbing, and the piercing ghost cries and screams resounded through the world.

In the blue sky, which was originally clear and blue, dark clouds quickly gathered.

At the same time, more than a dozen floating shadows appeared in the dark clouds, and these shadows flashed towards Li Yan.

The shadows were dressed in white clothes that dragged on the ground, and they all had expressionless faces. They were all blue-gray, and their long fangs were turned out from their lips.

As the mouth opened and closed, the long, blood-red tongue dripped with Yin Hong's mucus, and a soul-stirring, miserable cry came from the throat.

These cries made people upset, and the sea of ​​consciousness kept roaring. Even Jindan cultivators were likely to be seduced.

The stinking white cloth strips on the hanging mourning sticks fluttered in the wind, turning the area of ​​dozens of feet into a gray haze, and the stench was so strong that it made people want to vomit.

Where the mist shrouded the ground, the green grass withered instantly, revealing the black soil.

Then, twisted figures half as tall as a man swayed up from the ground.

Their ever-elongating bodies, baring their teeth and claws, were covered with blue-black hair with long nails.

The sharp claws grabbed Li Yan's ankle above him.

Tie Lianggu's attack instantly formed a siege, trapping Li Yan in the gray mist.

His attack against monks of the same level used to be almost invincible.

While the ghost's cries are bewitching the opponent's mind, the evil ghost attacks from above and below, trapping the opponent's figure in the poisonous mist, and kills the opponent in one fell swoop.

His magic weapon is called "Evil Spirit Ye Bafang", and it is actually a sinister thing.

In order to sacrifice this magic weapon, he refined nine golden elixirs, twenty-seven foundation builders, and 881 Qi Condensation Stage monks.

All the souls and wisdom of these people have been sacrificed, but they retain the resentment and anger in the seven emotions, and their resentment and anger are soaring to the sky.

They will never be reincarnated, and they will be trapped in this magic weapon for life after life, just to release their boundless resentment and anger when they are released.

This magic weapon would definitely not be refined by Tie Lianggu alone. All the Jindan monks here were captured by their masters, including monks from Tingyun Kingdom and monks from outside who came here to practice.

Li Yan only felt his eyes darken, and he was already in a gray mist. The heart-wrenching cries made his mind surge like a tide and he could not calm down!

In front of Li Yan, a scene of a small village in Daqingshan being occupied by Meng's enemy troops appeared in front of him.

In the sea of ​​​​fire, familiar faces showed extreme fear, and they fled in all directions.

Their clothes were disheveled, their hair was disheveled, and they were crying and calling the names of their relatives as they ran.

Under the old locust tree at the head of the village, Li Yan was horrified to find his father and mother, who were each trampled on the ground by a Meng soldier.

No matter how hard the weak and hunched body struggled, it could not withstand the trampling of the meng soldiers who were grinning.

Then the two Meng soldiers began to cut their parents' necks bit by bit with knives, and a large amount of blood sprayed out from the necks.

The father and mother's bodies were twitching, and their big old hands kept digging at the ground. Their coarse clothes had long been dyed dark brown.

Their expressions were painful and twisted, their mouths were wide open, but they could not make any sound. Every time they tried to scream, they could only bring more blood spurting out from their necks!

In the end, the two of them grabbed the air in vain with both hands, and fell to the ground feebly...

Not far away, Li Yan was horrified to find Li Xiaozhu, Li Wei, and the eldest and second sisters.

The woman was pushed to the ground, her clothes were being torn away, exposing her smooth body, and the man was driven through with a long nail from the top of the door and a hammer. They let out shrill screams and wails... …

There was a "boom" in Li Yan's mind, and his consciousness seemed to be ignited by a fire. It flew towards Tie Lianggu's body, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

To outsiders, Li Yan's forward body suddenly froze in the air, and then his ankles were grabbed tightly by several sharp claws below, tearing and pulling downwards desperately.

Those resentful souls are excited

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, seeming to climb up Li Yan's body along his legs.

As these sharp claws clasped his ankles, bursts of foul-smelling green smoke came out of Li Yan's spiritual weapon-level robes, and a layer of gray color quickly appeared on his skin.

And a dozen phantoms that jumped from the air arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. They opened their big blood-red mouths and bit into Li Yan's throat and head.

Li Yan was currently in a state of confusion, standing in the air, letting green smoke rise from his body, like a wood carving and clay sculpture.

When Tie Lianggu, who was not far away, saw this, his eyes showed bloodthirsty ferocity, and like those fierce ghosts, he stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips.

Zhao Min on the other side had just met the Tianlan clan female cultivator in the air.

Seeing Li Yan become like this in an instant, she couldn't help but feel anxious, and immediately shouted, wanting to wake Li Yan up.

Unexpectedly, the gray-haired old man Wu Tu, who had not made a move on the other side, stretched out his hand and gently drew it between the sky and the earth. An invisible barrier appeared in the middle of the battlefield between Zhao Min and Li Yan.

No soundproofing!

Zhao Min's voice was blocked by an invisible force.

Wu Tu sneered in his heart. It was a good thing that he didn't take action. The other party wanted to interrupt Tie Lianggu's technique. It was just a dream!

But at the same time, Wu Tu suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, which was his instinct after years of fighting.

He had always been convinced of his premonitions, without any pause, and his consciousness swept around him in an instant.

After a circle, he moved his steps in confusion, but found nothing. At the same time, the trace of heart palpitations disappeared.

Wu Tu then fixed his eyes on Zhao Min.

"I had heart palpitations when I was trying to stop her. Is there something weird about this woman?"

He couldn't help but focus on Zhao Min.

Seeing that her reminder was blocked, Zhao Min was shocked. She and Li Yan had a good plan, but they didn't expect that the open-chested young man's attack was so weird.

Li Yan was stunned in an instant. She turned around and swooped away. She had no intention of fighting with the opponent again.

"Your opponent is me, where can I go!"

The woman's clear voice rang out,

"Get away!"

"Humph, there's no point in using your mouth!"

On the other side, more palms stretched out from below appeared on Li Yan's ankles, and the sharp teeth of the phantom at the front had touched his throat.

Tie Lianggu pointed at the mourning stick in the air with one hand. This time, the mourning stick emitted a thicker, foul-smelling gray fog, and the fog that enveloped Li Yan was even thicker.

"Hahaha, vulnerable!"

Tie Lianggu's proud laughter could be heard far away in the open grassland. At this time, Zhao Min was once again entangled by the Tianlan female cultivator. He was so far away that he couldn't help him! !