Ren Li raised his hand and slashed, the peachwood sword was as hard as iron, and he knocked the hidden thunder sword that shot over into the air.

He smiled coldly, and a mark formed in his palm, which was punched in the direction of the cold room.

The teleportation talisman in front of Leng Jian burned out, and a terrifying force of heaven and earth fell, his body sank, and he knelt on one knee, and the spatial fluctuations around him disappeared for a while.

Worst!

Leng Jian's face changed greatly, this evil cultivator already knew how to use the power of heaven and earth to attack, and now, even if he wanted to escape, he had no chance.

"Hahaha!"

Ren Li laughed arrogantly, his cold eyes stared at the cold room, "Your Kunlun faction is nothing more than that, the old man has now built a foundation, in this world, who can do anything!"

"Demon, you are just so arrogant when you first enter the foundation, if my master is here, I will definitely be able to kill you in the first place!"

Leng Jian's eyes were cold, his face was gloomy, and he said lightly.

"Your master?"

Ren Li seemed to have heard something funny, and his laughter was even more rampant, he patted the peachwood sword in his hand, and said: "As far as I know, your Kunlun sect is not as good as a year after year, and the first major sect in the cultivation realm can only be relegated to the back of the Xiaoyao Palace now, which is really ridiculous! Your master, a pseudo-Taoist cultivator, if he does not have the cultivation resources in the sect, he will only be able to achieve the foundation in the end. ”

Leng Jian didn't know what the meaning of Ren Li said this, he withstood the pressure and sneered: "It's more than enough to kill you." ”

Ren Li remained silent, walked in front of Leng Yan, raised his chin with a peachwood sword, and slowly spoke: "Qiu Lu has really cultivated a good apprentice, and he is still so backbone when he dies!"

"Kill if you want to!

Leng Jian is now suppressed by the power of heaven and earth on Ren Li's body, and he can't move, and the aura in the dantian is also imprisoned by him, and he can't do it if he wants to explode.

"It's too cheap to kill you, you kill my ghost servant, and now, instead of your good companion, become this second ghost servant. ”

Ren Li smiled, his left hand, which was full of gloom, turned his fingers into claws, and grabbed the cold Tianling Gai!

"You!"

Anger loomed in Leng Jian's eyes, becoming an evil cultivator and a ghost servant, it was better to let him die happily!

Thinking that Kongling was killed by himself, Leng Jian felt a gloom in his heart, and there was darkness in front of him, this thing of becoming a slave of others was extremely cruel, and becoming a servant of an evil cultivator would end even more miserable.

I just hope that when the master sees him, he can kill himself as soon as possible.

Just when Leng Jian accepted his fate, a slender jade palm grabbed Ren Li's wrist, making his left hand hang above Leng Ma's head, and he couldn't go down again.

"It's you!"

Ren Li's face changed, and the peachwood sword slashed at the comer, bursting out with a large amount of evil energy!

"Old Dao, the last account, it's time to settle it today. ”

A long-haired girl raised her right hand, gently pinched Ren Li's peachwood sword with her fingers, and said with a flat face.

How can it be?

Ren Li was shocked when he saw that the girl had taken a sword with thirty percent of his strength so easily, he was now a foundation building monk, under a sword, a ninth-level qi refining monk like Leng Jian didn't dare to shake it, why did this girl ......

Before Ren Li could recover from the shock, a heart-piercing pain came from his wrist, he quickly let go of the peach wood sword in his hand, and slapped the palm of the girl's hand holding his wrist!

The girl let go of Ren Li's left hand, gently raised her hand, and Leng Ma, who knelt on one knee, was pulled into the distance.

"Hundred ghosts!"

Ren Oak snatched back the peachwood sword, called out casually, and the ghosts reappeared, all of them rushed towards the girl!

The girl pulled Leng Ma behind her, and glanced at the ghosts rushing from all around, and at some point there were several more red runes in her hands. Her slender fingers moved slightly, and the pieces of rune paper were ejected, turning into clusters of bright red flames halfway through, enveloping those powerful ghosts.

"Ahh

The ghosts of the resentful spirits let out a terrible howl, and under the scorching of the red flames, they instantly lost all their ferocity and aggression, and twisted in pain.

"It's ...... Samadhi True Fire Talisman. ”

Leng Jian couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this scene.

He belongs to the Shushan faction, so he naturally knows the portrayal and manufacture of some spells. In the Huaxia cultivation realm, there are almost no monks who don't know how to make all kinds of talismans.

For all disciples of the Eight Great Sects, this talisman is one of the compulsory courses for all beginner disciples, and if a monk can't draw talismans, he will be ridiculed in the cultivation realm.

However, although every monk knows about this charm, it is not something that ordinary monks can do if they want to achieve something in this aspect of charms.

Like his master Qiu Lu, he only knows a rough amount of spells, although he can depict some spells with powerful functions, but he has not been able to fully master advanced spells such as teleportation talismans and true fire talismans.

For example, the teleportation talisman just now was specially made by Qiu Lu at the request of the Great Elder of Kongtong, Xujing. Xujing is a master of talismans, and he has a lot of experience in making talismans. Therefore, like some high-level talismans, Qiu Lu will ask Xujing to help carve them.

Seeing the Samadhi True Fire Talisman in the girl's hand, Leng Jian couldn't help but secretly think, could it be that this person is a disciple of the Kongtong Sect?

Although he hadn't returned to the cultivation realm for several years, he still had an impression of the elite disciples of the Eight Great Sects.

This girl is outstanding in appearance and superior in strength. If he was among the eight major sects, it was impossible to be nameless, but why didn't he have any impression of this girl.

"This is for you, save a little use, there are not a few left. ”

Leng Jian was wondering in his heart, but the girl suddenly stuffed a few Samadhi True Fire Talismans in his hand, interrupting his thoughts.

Leng Jian reacted and hugged the girl, "Thank you Daoyou for coming to the rescue!"

"It's okay, this time, I'm just here to settle my own cause and effect. ”

The girl is not very old, but she speaks in an old-fashioned manner. She glanced lightly at Ren Li, who was standing in the distance casting spells, and scattered a few powerful ghosts with one palm, stepped out, as if crossing space, and appeared in front of Ren Li in the blink of an eye.

The person who came was Zhou Ming, he and Chu Xinran flew all the way and came to the sky above the magic capital in the afternoon.

Zhou Ming's strength is not what it used to be, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he found that a large amount of dead qi appeared in a certain direction of the demon capital.

There is no doubt about him, Zhou Ming came to this mass grave garden, and sure enough, he found Ren Li, who had fought with him at the beginning.

"Hundred Ghost Array!"

Ren Li couldn't see through the girl's reality, the peachwood sword pointed forward, and one by one the roaring yin souls condensed into hundreds of vicious skeletons, dancing fangs and claws, and tore at Zhou Ming.

"The soul returns to the soul, and the grudge is broken!"

Zhou Ming was surrounded by these ghosts without panicking at all, chanting simple syllables in his mouth, and his hands were put together, forming a complicated imprint.

"Brush!"

A small air vortex appeared in the sky, and these invisible yin spirits seemed to be attracted by some kind of force, and before they could hurt the target in front of them, they all turned into a stream of yin wind and were taken away by the vortex.

"This, how is this possible?!"

Ren Li looked at the small vortex in the sky, his eyes were full of disbelief, this hundred ghost array was a murderous array formed by him with the help of all the yin and evil qi in this mass grave garden, and the girl in front of him muttered casually, that is, to destroy the hundred ghosts he summoned, what is her origin?

Zhou Ming didn't know Ren Li's shock, he raised his eyes to look at the whirlpool in the sky, and sighed: "You have also been detained long enough, go back." ”

His right hand went up a little, and the vortex above trembled, and it dissipated in an instant.

"Could this be the Taoist technique of the Three Qingguan?"

Standing in the rear, Leng Jian could see Zhou Ming's performance just now, those few complicated handprints and the heavy and simple syllables, these things faintly reminded him of some of the ancient secrets that his master Qiu Lu told him about the cultivation realm.

Thousands of years ago, there were many talents in the cultivation world, and there were cultivation sects in various spiritual rivers and mountains. Among them, there is one line of cultivation that is the most desirable, and that is the Three Qingguan.

It is rumored that the Sanqingguan was established in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and for thousands of years, the Sanqingguan has been hidden, and no one knows the number and scale of its disciples.

However, there has been a rule in the cultivation world since ancient times, when a cultivator ascends, he needs to tell the world, extradite the heavens, and leave a word on the Shennong Mountain Shelf Flying Monument.

For more than 5,000 years in the Huaxia Xiuzhen Realm, the Ascended Immortal does not know how many mortals, and the Shennong Flying Ascension Stone Tablet has long been abandoned now. But many Daomen disciples still longed for the name on this stone tablet.

Leng Jian had the honor to observe the name on the stone tablet of this ascension on Shennong, and the names engraved on it mostly left the sect to which they belonged, among which the sect with the largest number of ascending people should be these three Qingguan.

The Sanqingguan is hidden in the cultivation world, but every time in the first year of ascension, there will be a ascending Taoist in the Sanqingguan.

The people of the cultivation realm do not know the strength of the Three Qingguan, but they all know that this sect is definitely not to be underestimated, even if they have no quarrel in the worldly world and the cultivation realm, it is also a mysterious faction that cannot be ignored.

At that time, many monks regarded the Sanqingguan as the pinnacle of the cultivation realm, no matter what sect was promoted or moved, they had to compare it with the Sanqingguan, after all, this mysterious sect could bring people a lot of reverie.

The most impressive feature of the Sanqing is that whenever the monks in the Sanqing Temple ascend, they will recite the ancient and thick Sanskrit sounds from their mouths.

Together, the evil haze between heaven and earth will be absorbed by the sky in an instant, as if it is excessive, giving birth to a vision of lotus smoke.

And Zhou Ming's current actions are really the same as those legendary Sanqing Taoist people, sealing in his hands and transforming countless yin and evil things, and then, only the lotus smoke is rising.

The next moment, wisps of imperceptible green smoke really appeared on Zhou Ming's side, and these green smoke surrounded him and slowly took shape.

This scene made Leng Jian's eyes widen, and those green smoke turned into pale white lotus flowers!