I Just Want To Be Quiet

Not long after, Li Lieyue came to a garden with flowers in full bloom and blood springs everywhere. She was about to pass by, but four female cultivators in Chinese costumes approached her.

These four female cultivators all had powerful breaths, pure mana, and outstanding looks.

At this moment, he is either holding a bone flute, or holding a weapon obliquely, or gently twisting a skull, or fanning his human skin... The appearance is elegant, but there is a confrontation between them.

Li Lieyue couldn't help but wonder in her heart, the breath of these four female cultivators should come from Wushi Mountain Villa and Samsara Tower, and their cultivation bases are all above Void Return...

He is not from the Li clan, and he has such a cultivation level, but why can he wander freely in the Jiu A Li clan?

At this time, when the four female cultivators saw Li Lieyue, they immediately bowed and saluted: "Saint Li, my concubine Yu Ziji, please take care of me in the future."

"The saint is well, and the concubine is comfortable."

"The saint is well, and the concubine is Shi Nanzi."

"Saint maiden is well, concubine pity Tongzi."

Seeing the respectful attitude of these four people, just like other members of the Li clan, Li Lieyue nodded slightly and didn't say much. . It seems that these four female cultivators should be concubines from a certain clan, married from Wushi Villa and Samsara Tower...

However, the reincarnation tower is also nothing more.

The female cultivator who can make Wushi Mountain Villa claim to be the Immortal Venerable and Immortal Emperor of the Upper Realm is willing to marry and become a child. The clan member must not only have an extraordinary identity, but also have a very high cultivation base...

Of course, it's none of your business!

Thinking of this, Li Lieyue said lightly, "Okay."

She ignored the four female nuns and continued to go to the place of cultivation.

When they approached the cultivation place, they saw two clan elders drinking tea in the pavilion in the garden.

These two clan elders, with a leisurely expression at the moment, slowly cooking the spiritual spring water, while chatting: "...the cauldron of the natural teaching has been bought, although the number is not many, but the appearance is carefully selected, and the physique Special, it has been the best choice of the natural teaching in recent years."

"The free high-level female cultivators are also ready, and now the female cultivator from the false way is left."

"This matter, can't let ordinary clansmen go, it is best, let me and other clan elders do it myself!"

"Now that the war against the pseudo-war has just ended, and the defense of the pseudo-dao is tight, even if I wait for the shot myself, I am afraid it is not enough insurance..."

"Then call the owner of the house..."

As they were talking, the two of them noticed Li Lieyue coming, and they were stunned for a while, and then quickly recovered their calmness.

"I haven't seen you for some time, your cultivation base... eh? Middle stage of God Transformation?"

Hearing this, the clan elder who spoke first took a closer look and couldn't help but be surprised. The last time I saw Hunting Moon, this junior's cultivation level was only in the late Nascent Soul. mid term? !

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately asked: "Hunting Yue, is it the God of Nine Tribulations?"

Li Lieyue glanced at the two clan elders lightly, they were obviously discussing the matter of dealing with hypocrisy.

As the current saint and also the direct daughter of the Li family, she was bound to deal with hypocrisy.

But she has just returned to the family now, but she has no intention of paying attention to this.

Moreover, since his father Li Wujiu was required to do it himself, it would definitely be a battle above the Void Return. This matter also has nothing to do with her!

So, Li Lieyue said calmly, "It's Nine Tribulations."

After that, he stopped talking and walked towards the place of cultivation.

As soon as she left, the two clan elders breathed a sigh of relief and quickly transmitted their voices: "When did Hunting Moon come back? Why didn't anyone say anything?"

"I wonder if Hunting Moon heard anything just now?"

"It shouldn't be. Don't let Hunting Moon know about this matter for the time being..."

"Yes, yes..."

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Yousu Tomb.

In the third door.

The sky was grey and blue, and it was quiet and dim.

An extremely wide long river flows quietly under the sky.

The Wu Peng boat has no oars and moves on its own.

Under the surface of the water, more and more eyes peeped at Pei Ling who was sitting on the bow of the boat. Under the blue firelight, in the turbid river water, from time to time, something flashed by, making it hideous.

A strong sense of threat wraps the entire ship in layers.

Both sides of the long river are barren and empty, and for a long time, similar scenes have not changed.

It seems that the march of the awning ship is an illusion, it just stays in place, letting more and more peeps gather, and the water surrounding the ship cannot drain.

There is no sound in the four fields, only the sound of the water when the boat is moving is monotonous.

The powerful and heavy pressure is like a mountain, pressing down heavily.

Pei Ling suddenly raised his head, and instantly took out the Jiu Po ​​Dao with his right hand.

The next moment, in the river, a thin figure suddenly floated up.

The other party lowered his head, wearing a green shirt and manshoes, wearing simple clothes without any decorations, only carrying a flying sword in a black scabbard behind his back.

A sharp sword intent burst out from all over his body in an instant.

Another late stage returner!

Pei Ling's expression suddenly became extremely serious, this outfit, and that domineering sword intent, is a monk of the Frost Dark Sword Sect!

However, the other party is still different from the Frost Dark Sword Sect cultivator he has seen before. His sword intent is not so pure, and it seems to be full of majestic hatred and destruction...

At this time, the figure raised his head, his complexion was as pale as death, his originally handsome face was ferociously distorted, and he was no longer in human form. His eyes were full of killing intent, and there was no other emotion.

brush!

The flying sword behind it was instantly released from the scabbard, and at the flick of a finger, it turned into a sword shadow in the sky, like a flying sword waterfall rising out of thin air, roaring and collapsing, covering the entire sky!

Jianxiu roared, and seemed to spit out an ambiguous word "kill", mixed with strong hatred, confusion, distortion, destruction...

In an instant, all the sword shadows flickered, and all fell towards Pei Ling.

Every sword shadow is powerful and majestic, and Cui Wei's killing intent is as real.

Ten thousand swords fell in unison, faster than Lei Lei, and there was no room to escape.

Pei Ling's whole body is full of aura, and the tyrannical and ferocious sword intent rises into the sky, and the Jiu Po ​​Dao rises from bottom to top, slashing towards the sky!

brush…

A condensed blood-colored saber qi slashed out. The saber qi was huge and stretched across the sky, as if it split the entire long river into two parts in an instant.

boom! !

With an earth-shattering loud noise, the sword qi and sword shadows collapsed one after another.

The scattered sword intent and sword intent instantly filled the entire world.

Whoosh!

A flying sword that was as dark as night shot towards Pei Ling.

The Jiu Po ​​Dao suddenly burst out with incomparably fierce fighting intent, the blade body kept shaking, and bursts of tyrannical blade sounds were emitted.

As soon as Pei Ling let go, the Nine Soul Sword immediately flew into the air, facing Feijian.