Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Qinghong's whole body was boiling with lightning, and the thunder pool was turbulent and ups and downs. The "Dangerous Bird in the Sky" in the air sea sparkled, inspiring a red-purple air flow and pouring into the immortal base.

She originally followed a group of monks and demon cultivators to fight all the way to the hinterland, and fought fiercely with a demon cultivator from the Murong family. They fought fiercely, and when she glanced out of the corner of her eye, she saw a rainbow light.

Li Qinghong had received his letter a long time ago and understood that Li Xizhi had taken three Huiqiudan pills in a row and was seriously injured. He was naturally anxious when he saw the rainbow light, and the enemy in front of him was difficult to deal with, so he immediately made up his mind.

So he changed his offensive, fought with his life, and fought back his wounds until the enemy turned into blood and fled. He used his [Qing Qing Ling] Yu Qing Liu Guang to drive over Lei Ting without stopping.

Yu Qing's flowing light was the original effect of this Wanling Sect's feather coat, coupled with her lightning speed, it caught the two of them off guard.

"Qiu Ji."

When Xiaojiafang City was robbed, Qiu Ji severely injured Li Xuanxuan in the city and greatly damaged his vitality. He also killed Li Qinghong's brother Li Yuanyun, Li Xuanling's only heir. In the end, even his body could not be recovered.

Later, he even raided the Li family and killed his uncle Tian Youdao. Although Li Qinghong didn't mention it often, he felt a lot of hatred in his heart. Every time he thought about it, he just felt that the world was vast and there was no chance for revenge.

"How dare you come to harm my family..."

Now new and old grudges were flooding into his heart, Li Qinghong burst out with purple light, and the rich power of thunder surged into his palm, melting Qiu Ji's head. The demonic cultivator let out a heartbreaking roar of pain, and Li Qinghong said in a hateful voice:

"The demonic wind blew my brother's body back that day, and now he's back one by one!"

Blazing white lightning spurted out, and Qiu Ji's figure melted away in the white air that was constantly struggling. Thunder is the best at destroying demons and eliminating evil. This purple thunder allowed him to taste the pain of thousands of thunders, dissolving his body and soul. It was clean, leaving no trace at all.

Being imprisoned and enduring the thunder, dissipating his soul from head to toe, even Shi Xiu, who was famous for reincarnation and escaping, would die suddenly. When the black smoke dissipated, even Zhenjun might not be able to save him.

"If it weren't for the wrong timing... we can't spend too much time with him, and we have to torture him before we can take revenge..."

After Li Qinghong killed one person, the "Dangerous Bird in the Sky" in her body was ready to move. The purple and green flowing light on her body was originally a thunderous brilliance that echoed the "bird green feather". Now the thunder is thicker and the purple is more obvious.

She glanced back and transformed into a purple-green stream of light again, and immediately disappeared from the spot, leaving behind the sound of thunder that still echoed in the clouds.

Demon head Ge escaped for several miles, and the blood elixirs in his skin exploded. He gradually returned to his original speed, and finally escaped from the strange Fu Shui magic weapon, and his heart slowly fell.

"I'm afraid I'm busy torturing Qiu Ji..."

The thoughts in his mind only jumped slightly, and the hairs all over his body exploded, and the back of his heart felt hot and painful. He quickly turned around and pushed out the magic weapon, and said in shock:

"Dao Youyou said! Dao Youyou said! I have nothing to do with that person, so there is no need to destroy my century-old Taoist career..."

"Boom."

The only person who responded to him was the magic weapon in the hand of the female cultivator with long feathers and feathers. Then he saw the purple magic bottle flying high, and several rays of lightning spewed out from it, hitting his magic jar.

"Ouch!"

This magical weapon connected with his mind, and Devil Ge immediately coughed up blood. He took such a blow from the thunder for him, and black air burst out from the purple-black magic jar, which meant that he lost at least five years of warm-up time.

Li Qinghong gained a new feather coat, and his combat power increased to a higher level. The Lun Qi was blessing him again, and the thunder light was flowing. There was no room for him. He picked out a thunder shadow with his spear and pierced it into the chest.

"Boom!"

The brilliance of thunder flashed again. Li Xizhi felt relaxed when he saw the flickering purple light in the clouds. He suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. Li Quantao asked blankly:

"Is that Senior Qinghong?"

"It's aunt."

A smile appeared on Li Quantao's face, he shook his head and said:

"The thunder method is the best in destroying demons and slaying evil spirits. The senior is so powerful that I, a junior, really admire him."

Li Xizhi also felt shocked. Qiu Ji was not weak, at least a bit stronger than many clan cultivators. 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, it was terrifying to take him by surprise and attack with all his strength. Killing this man within a few moves made him feel happy and worried at the same time:

"Firstly, my aunt's strength has improved again...Secondly...I'm afraid that my aunt has been injured, which triggered the "Dangerous Bird in the Sky"..."

Changkong Weique was a Lu Qi specializing in fighting. Li Xizhi didn't think that Demon Ge could escape. He was only worried about Li Qinghong's injury. The two of them adjusted their breathing a little, and the old man Yu Yuwei had already come closer.

Although Li Quantao had some prejudice against him, he still greeted him politely. Li Xizhi did not show it on his face, but he also had some doubts in his heart:

"How is Yu Yuwei's injury? He was very strong when he fought against Tuoba Zhongyuan, but something was wrong just now..."

The three demon cultivators that Yu Yuwei was hostile to were not Qiu Ji and Demon Ge. They were just foundation-building demon cultivators spawned by ordinary blood books. The old man should not have been allowed to die like this.

Just now, Li Qinghong's lightning flash frightened all the demons away, which made Li Xizhi have some doubts about the strength of the three demon cultivators, and his heart sank.

Several people were in poor condition and did not dare to stay here any longer. They quickly followed the direction of the purple light on the wind and chased it for dozens of miles. There were already several magic lights chasing after them. Li Xizhi's heart became colder and colder:

"There is also a huge disparity between the enemy and ourselves... In the past few decades, we have only seen demonic energy but no fairy light. The strength of the cultivators led by them is not bad, and it should never be like this... It seems that there are reinforcements from demonic cultivators."

After a few people paused for a while, they saw the purple light turning around. 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. The corners of her lips were filled with tears. It was blood, and he was relieved after seeing a few people.

Li Qinghong was also aware of the situation. Tang Shedu and Li Xuanfeng led people from the east and the south respectively. The territory in the east was damaged one after another and was already on the verge of defeat. She flew for dozens of miles without seeing a single comrade and did not dare to stay any longer. , I would rather be injured than kill this person in a hurry.

Then he paused and said softly:

"Let's retreat to the south first, where there are fewer demon cultivators."

The three of them were all nodding in response, but Yu Yuwei was calm and composed, and could not see anything strange. Before the three of them said anything, they heard the roar echoing in the sky, the golden light shimmering, and a demonic voice said sternly:

"Tang Shedu!!"

The buzzing sound was endless. Yu Yuwei's old eyes scanned for a week, and several magic clouds were slowly approaching. The old man's face was full of doubts, and he felt a little uneasy:

"How come there are so many demon cultivators? Why don't we see the others following?"

Before the old man could express his doubts, a mighty demonic voice sounded immediately afterwards, hoarse and full of murderous intent:

"[Qi Wangxuan Tian Ting] is ringing! This person has become suspicious! Get rid of him quickly!"

…

"Buzz..."

Li Xuanfeng drew the bow again, and the golden bowstring was filled with fierce brilliance. He slightly squinted his eyes, and in the distance, Murong En of the Murong family was holding his belly, releasing black energy all over the sky.

The Murong family has a lot of orthodoxy. Murong En's practice is obviously different from Murong Wu's, but closer to the Maha Murong Xia. His body is made up of pieces of mud, falling apart at every turn and coming together at every turn.

And he didn't know how many things he contained in his stomach. In addition to black energy, there were various scattered magic weapons, and sometimes black clouds turned into human figures and flew out of the sky.

"Not a demon cultivator, more like a mage..."

"Buzz..."

The golden arrows on Li Xuanfeng's waist were beating back and forth. Most of them were dazzling gold, and were engraved with bright white Xuanwen. Only one stayed quietly aside, showing two colors of gold and red, and was more slender and graceful.

This golden-red black arrow was catalyzed by the coincidence of the spell-casting fight between two outstanding foundation-building level experts who used the Six-Ding Fire Tempering and the Purple Mansion Spirit Weapon to Stop the Fight in the Cave Heaven. It is particularly powerful and can be regarded as a treasure at the bottom of the box. , naturally he would not use it easily, and only a golden arrow jumped out.

The black pattern arrow slowly climbed up into two layers of gold, one layer was lighter and sharper, and the other layer was darker and heavier. The two golden lights intertwined and jumped, converging on the arrow. A buzzing sound continued to sound. The demon cultivator in front of him was obviously slow. One shot.

"Damn it!"

Under the dazzling golden light, Murong En felt the pain between his eyebrows again, and he felt as if a breath of hatred was stuck in his chest. He activated his magic power again:

"No wonder Murong Wu died. This man's bow skills are simply unbelievable. The magic weapon in his hand and the spiritual clothes on his body are not weak. [Qi Wangxuan Tian heard] that he was born with supernatural power and the orifice was in the palm of his hand... It is indeed rare..."

Although he was filled with hatred in his heart, he had to admit that this person was very powerful. He seemed to have taken some pills and used some secret techniques. The arrows he shot had two levels of magic power, one level was unparalleled sharpness, and the other level was wearing down the torment. It was difficult to deal with.

The sense of danger between his brows grew stronger and stronger, and his heart suddenly felt cold. A thought had already appeared in his mind:

"He's going to hit me on my left arm!"

In an instant, his left arm turned into black clouds and drifted away, and the golden light had passed several miles behind him. Murong En screamed in pain, his face was gloomy, filled with joy and resentment:

"If you hadn't given me the spiritual weapon [Qi Wang Xuantian Listening], I could have heard the landing point of his mysterious arrow...damn it...wait a minute..."

Although his body was gathering together at any time, Li Xuanfeng's golden arrow could not hide at will. As soon as it landed, it would immediately hit him until he screamed in pain. The golden arrow struggled on the surface of his body, cutting off a piece of demonic energy.

Although Li Xuanfeng on the other end defeated the demonic cultivator steadily, his heart was filled with depression and doubts. He stared at him with gray eyes and his heart sank:

"There are clearly two demon cultivators...where is the other one?"

When Li Xuanfeng hit this point, he felt something was wrong. The three of them had fought nearly a hundred times, and most of Murong En's demonic body had been destroyed. Although he screamed pitifully, he still had no intention of retreating.

"What is he waiting for..."

Li Xuanfeng was doubtful at this point, and gave Tang Shedu a cold look with narrow eyes. If this guy hadn't been guarding him from the beginning to the end, restraining his hands and not daring to let go to deal with the demon cultivator on the opposite side, how could he have been able to survive until now? ?

The mage was good at playing with people's hearts, so Tang She was restrained and on guard. Murong En, who was opposite him, couldn't see it and deliberately didn't attack him with all his strength. He targeted Li Xuanfeng everywhere and was on guard against the spiritual arrows he shot.

Li Xuanfeng could only look at the cultivators in the fog with a serious look. His subordinates were relatively good, Lin Shouye was quite strong, and the talisman sword in Zhuang Cheng's hand was even more sharp. The two of them had already killed the demon cultivators they faced.

Kong Heng and Wu Shao held back three demon cultivators, and Neighbor Gu Lanying was equally strong. The body of the demon cultivator in front of them almost collapsed. Only one of the other cultivators was injured, and even Bai Yinzi managed to hold on.

"Qinghong went to Tang Shedu..."

Li Xuanfeng looked at the falling fairy light and the rampant demonic energy, and an ominous premonition slowly rose in his heart. He had a slight upper hand here, but Tang Shedu's subordinates had been defeated. I can’t see any fairy light anymore...

"What a random arrangement... I don't know what Xi Zhi is doing... Qinghong should have gone to the rescue..."

The golden bow in Li Xuanfeng's hand was slowly drawn to full capacity, but a gloomy color slowly appeared in his eyes. This face was already fierce, and the gray eyes full of ferocity made people even more intimidating.

"No...no..."

Li Xuanfeng's heart was like a big stone slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake. Golden light silently rose from his arms, and a terrifying suspicion emerged in his mind:

"Tang Shedu..."

Why were all the cultivators led by Tang Shedu so easily wiped out? Is this person really wary of him, so he is helpless in such an urgent task? Tang She has long been famous for his [Changtian Halberd]. Even if he can't use his fists and kicks, he can still eat up a pot of the opponent. When fighting, he takes his time, as if there is no such person...

His eyebrows were lowered, and a thought came to his mind coldly. This thought was enough to shock all cultivators, and Yanshan Pass was almost broken:

"Tang She is even scared... He is afraid of Tulongjian... He is afraid..."

His golden bow just paused in the air for a moment, and streaks of light emerged from his body. Murong En's demon light and blood light suddenly stopped in front of him, and his chest made a clanging sound. The demon exploded and let out a deafening roar:

"Tang Shedu!"

‘Tang Shedu! ’

"Qiang!"

A shrill scream of mana sounded, and a bit of golden white jumped out of the endless black, causing countless mulberry leaves to fall on the ground. The flesh, blood and bones on the tomb were swept up by the strong wind and fell from the sky.

A white-gold halberd that had been gathering momentum for a long time burst out of the thick sea of ​​clouds. The golden light was like the rising dawn, driving away all evil spirits, and like a golden pill jumping out of the endless clouds. Pill, stabbed suddenly!

The halberd rolled through the wind and clouds, bringing out twelve white-gold twigs. The powerful magic power continued to roll on it, and the air blade was graceful and smooth, showing the pressure accumulated over the years.

The golden light rolled upwards, climbing up the soft armor that was so bright that it seemed to be whitish, and jumped onto the thick arms, illuminating Tang Shedu's calm and ruthless expression. His slender fingers were firmly holding the white round handle.

The halberd was pointed directly at Li Xuanfeng!

I don't know how long this halberd has been gathering momentum. It is like a golden lightning flashing across the night, but it is silent and sharp. It is much faster than Murong En's roaring voice. The halberd stabs in front of me. Then I heard the magic sound rolling:

"[Qi Wangxuan Tian Ting] is ringing! This person has become suspicious! Get rid of him quickly!"