The big brother everyone loves

Boundary of the net flower parcel.

The moon hangs high and the stars dot the night sky.

Li Xi's body was like electricity, his clothes were fluttering, and he was shuttling quickly between the mountains and forests.

This place can only be regarded as a marginal area controlled by the Jinghua Sect, and it is still tens of thousands of miles away from the mountain gate of the Jinghua Sect, and there is no defense such as the Mountain Protection Array, except for some scattered strongholds, very few Jinghua Sect monks remain here, which also gives him room to flip and move.

Soon, a vast temple came into view.

The cigarette was billowing and silent.

"White Patriarch Temple."

Li Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze flickered twice, his face showed coldness, and he unscrupulously released his momentum.

"Who's coming?"

As a muffled shout sounded, a faint light rose from the temple and stopped in front of Li Xi.

The light turned into an old man wearing a yellow robe, his body was burly, his hair was half white, and his body revealed a rich and strange aura, which had the level of the consummation of the primordial infant.

If you look closely, you can see that this aura is mixed and impure, and contains many thoughts, not so much as a monk, but rather a carrier of Shinto's will.

"Who are you? Dare to trespass on the White Patriarch Temple. The

old man stared at Li Xi with cold eyes, and drank fiercely.

The other party rushed over in the middle of the night, obviously not to burn incense.

The corners of Li Xi's mouth outlined a hint of sarcasm, and he said indifferently:

"This is the seventeenth today."

As he spoke, the black glow in his eyes was flourishing, and countless fine runes flickered in them, and the coercion of nothingness, extinction, coldness, and violence suddenly filled all directions.

The old man's expression changed drastically, he felt an inexplicable horror, and hurriedly urged the Divine Dao Qi in his body, and a ball of white light appeared above his palm, condensed into a huge white long sword, and slashed towards Li Xi.

Li Xi, who was on the opposite side, was expressionless, and swung his fist at will, and his fist spurted out with billowing black gas, and fell down abruptly.

Thundered!!!

Circle after circle of ripples visible to the naked eye spread wildly in all directions.

The wind howled.

Click!

The white long sword filled with the aura of Shinto shattered instantly, turning into bits of white light and disappearing without a trace.

Bang!

The strength of the fist was still undiminished, and it slammed heavily on the old man's chest, and the sound of bones bursting came out, and the latter's entire body was dented into it, and the blood in his mouth soared, and he fell to the ground heavily, and it was difficult to get up.

"You..."

the old man opened his mouth to scold, but choked on a breath of turbidity and passed out.

At this moment, Li Xi stepped into the void, his ink hair danced wildly, and a thick yin aura lingered around his body, as if a demon god had descended into the world.

Seeing this scene, even the people who were most familiar with him could not believe that the evil man in front of him was the true lineage of the righteous path Li Xi that he knew.

After condensing the baby, Li Xi's conversion between yin and yang qi has reached the level of perfection, and this ability is not something he actively explored, but it will come naturally, as simple and smooth as breathing and walking.

"It seems that this ability of yin and yang transformation is not completely useless, at least when you pretend to be a cult monk, you can still bluff people."

Li Xi muttered to himself, tapped the void with his toes, and appeared in front of the White Patriarch Temple in the blink of an eye, striding in.

In the smoke and fire, a statue of a god slumped on a futon, dressed in colorful robes, holding a whisk, eyes slightly closed, as if squinting at the uninvited guest in front of him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Xi slapped a palm at the statue, and a dark and deep palm print instantly condensed, carrying the pure and extreme power, and blasted forward.

Thundered!!!

The entire temple floor began to shake violently, countless sawdust and masonry fell, and the idol shook and almost collapsed.

The light on the statue shone brightly, and a terrifying and vast coercion swept out, blocking the black palm print.

"Presumptuous!"

The idol suddenly opened its eyes, and its voice was loud and mighty, but it was like a ghost crying wolf, and it was extremely piercing, as if millions of people were shouting in unison, and the pores of the people heard it were erect.

Just hearing his voice, Li Xi's mind felt as if he had been pierced by a needle, and he roared, but soon he recovered, and another palm fell hard.

This all-out blow carried a devastating force, and the entire temple exploded into chaos.

And the idol completely crumbled and fell apart.

As the smoke and dust billowed out, a white Shinto light shot out from the pile of shattered idols, and quickly and incomparably under the hood of Li Xi, as if to pull him and the temple to annihilate together.

In an instant, Li Xi felt an unspeakable danger hit his heart, and in the face of the majestic Shinto momentum, he had the illusion that an ant was looking up at the sky, so small that he couldn't resist.

But he didn't mean to back down, and said in a calm tone, "

Styx."

Under the spell, the surrounding spiritual power suddenly converged, countless plants and trees withered and withered, turning into ashes, and even the incomparable pillar of divine light began to decay and dim.

Then, he stretched out his right hand and pressed it down gently.

"Town."

The Yin and Yang Five Qi Treasure Seal appeared in the void in front of him out of thin air, blooming with blue, green, red, white, and black light, and the five colors were intertwined, slowly but surely suppressing the past towards the remaining pillar of Shinto light.

The pillar of Shinto light disintegrated inch by inch, and finally turned into a brilliant rain of light and dissipated into the void.

After doing all this, Li Xi did not show any joy on his face, but frowned tightly and looked very solemn.

The power of the idol is getting stronger and stronger...

This means that Bai He Dao's main will has already been projected, and if he wants to destroy more temples, he will definitely have to bear more pressure and take greater risks.

"Actually attaches so much importance to it, it seems that the idol is really where Bai He Dao's reverse scales are, this time he destroyed seventeen idol statues at one time, which is enough for the Pure Hua Sect to go crazy."

Li Xi pondered silently, and then his figure shook and disappeared in place.

Meanwhile.

Jinghua Sect.

The majestic palace towers above the clouds, and the carved beams and paintings on it loom in the clouds.

A pink light flew through the sky and landed outside the corridor connecting the palace, revealing the figure of a lady-in-waiting.

After landing, the Hua maid walked quickly to the front of the temple gate, bowed respectfully, and said loudly:

"Madam, the slave maid has inquired clearly, the chaos in the sect just now is because a Yuanling Sect demon named Zhang Lu has infiltrated the realm of the sect, and it has been wreaking havoc in the territory of my Pure Hua Sect, and has attacked several Baizu Temples."

"It is said that the sect master was furious and strictly ordered several Taishang Dharma protectors to capture and kill the demon, but the thief was cunning and abnormal, and did not show the slightest trace, and the sect has been sending additional people to search."

The Hua maid paused after speaking, and said indignantly:

"It is rumored in the sect that although that Zhang Lu is only a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant, his strength is extremely high, and he acts cruelly and tyrannyly, and he can refine Elder Mo into a corpse puppet with a single look, which can be called a peerless demon."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the temple suddenly opened, and a faint fragrance wafted out from it, only to see a beautiful woman in a purple gauze skirt suddenly arrive.

The beautiful woman is about thirty, her skin is like a peach blossom, her eyebrows are like a distant mountain, her posture is graceful, her waist is slender and soft, and her body is filled with a graceful and charming charm.

"Ma'am."

Seeing the visitor, the Chinese maid immediately bowed and saluted, her eyes full of reverence.

At this time, the beautiful woman's eyes were full of anger, and she said coldly:

"What a big dog guts, it's okay to demolish a few broken temples surnamed Bai, but you dare to touch our Mo people."

The voice was soft and soft, and it was good, but the tone was extremely cold, and the Chinese maid couldn't help but tremble, and her face was as pale as paper.

"Madame's anger."

The stunning beauty in front of her is the protector of the Jinghua Sect, the wife of the sect leader Bai He Dao.

At this moment, Mo Xirao's pretty face was covered with frost, and she said hatefully:

"Pass the order, trace the traces of this fang for me, and Mrs. Ben will personally go over and kill him."