The long sword was flicked lightly, and a little blood bead fell to the ground, and the sword body became spotless again, and Li Chuyi put the sword into the sheath. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking at Xia Bai's unsightly good head, Li Chuyi was silent, his eyes flickered from time to time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In a bloody battle, he killed six god refining cultivators of the same realm with one enemy and six strong, although he won, it was also a tragic victory. At this time, he stood there and seemed to be immovable, but in fact, his body had turned over and overturned, and he was in severe pain everywhere.

Xia Bai's dying palm almost killed him, and his collapsed chest was gradually recovering under the pranayama of the second part of the "Taoist Classics" put on the shelf. It stands to reason that the best way is to directly devour Xia Bai's unfinished anger to repair his body, but Li Chuyi didn't do this, he just stood in place, motionless and looked at the other party's head.

Li Chuyi has practiced since he was a child, and he has followed the Taoist priest all the way to be neither good nor evil, but the bottom line of principles is still there. It's okay to kill pigs and eat meat, slaughter chickens and cook them, but let him use people as dry food and medicine to supplement his body, that is absolutely impossible, this is his bottom line. Although Fang Cai swallowed the anger of five monks in a row, it was also a last resort, and if he didn't swallow it, he would die. At this time, there is no danger, and he will naturally not do such unethical things again.

After a long time, he sighed softly.

Walked forward to take Xia Bai's weapons and storage bag, picked up the head that fell on the side and placed it seriously, the fat hand lightly closed the unwilling eyes, and then a fire talisman was sacrificed, and Xia Bai's body burned.

"The edict of the Supreme Lord, the lonely soul of Chaoyou. Ghosts and ghosts, four lives are gracious. Those with heads are super, and those without heads are born. Gun ......"

Accompanied by the raging fire, Li Chuyi silently chanted the transcendent scriptures, invisible power shrouded the surroundings, and the flames flashed with a trace of green from time to time, and when he looked closely, it seemed that a distorted human face was silently hissing.

As the verse was chanted, the green flame became less and less, and as the last sentence of the verse came to an abrupt end, there was no impurity in the flames, only the red and yellow flames rolled up with puffs of smoke.

Li Chuyi knew that Xia Bai's unjust soul was overtaken by him. Even if there are still remnants, there is nothing he can do, he has done his best.

After the First World War, some of the pride and complacency that had arisen from his first arrival in the spirit of refinement vanished.

What about being able to fly?

What about being able to make flying swords?

He is powerful, more powerful than many monks in the same realm, but no matter how powerful he is, he is also a human being. He is not a god, and there is only one way to die when he encounters the siege of a large group of monks, and this time he can have such a good result, firstly, because of the magic of putting the "Dao Classic" into the bookshelf and the sharpness of the "Ten Thousand Swords" put into the bookshelf and the "Wuji Qiankun Dao" into the bookshelf, and secondly, because of the light enemy of Xia Bai and others.

It was they who misestimated their own strength that gave them the opportunity to take the lead, not only restrained the most powerful Xia Bai at the first time, but also successfully performed the peerless killing move of the Taoist. If they had known their roots and had taken precautions, Xia Bai would not have been held back from the battle circle at all, and even if he successfully cast the dust explosion, the speed of the God Refining Cultivator would be enough to escape, and he would not be able to hurt them at all.

This victory is partly due to Li Chuyi's own solid skills, but more to luck and coincidence.

Looking at the little face that was bright and uncertain under the reflection of the flames, Li Sinian took a hard breath of cold air.

He thought that Li Chuyi would be fine for a while, but that was when Purple Kite made a move. He never thought that Li Chuyi would have done such a feat with his extremely fast adaptability and ruthlessness, and with all kinds of strange tricks.

These are six cultivators!

This is not cabbage, just accept it!

The higher the monk's cultivation, the more difficult it is to kill. Especially after refining the gods, if the monk who can walk in the Nine Heavens can't beat the other party, it is still very likely that he can escape if he wants to escape with the method of controlling the sky. Who knew that today he left a refining god to face the previous refining god, and his cultivation was quite low, and he was completely annihilated by this harmless little fat man, this result was something Li Sinian never expected.

He had already expected that after today's events were about to get out, Li Chuyi's name would definitely set off a lot of waves.

There are many monks who can defeat all of them, but they can also kill all of them with one enemy, no matter what means are used, this person can be called a demon.

And this move can be called "against the sky".

Just when Li Sinian was hesitating whether to go over to offer condolences, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly turned his head to look into the distance.

In the distance, outside the battlefield, the monks who had stayed behind to watch what was happening began to stir.

They didn't rush up with it before, because they were afraid of the situation in front of them. At this time, seeing Li Chuyi's might, he naturally felt a pang in his heart, and his heart was really like this.

How could a monk who could be rewarded by the Nanxu family at the same time be an ordinary person?

Seeing Xia Bai's body gradually turning into ashes, they were secretly glad in their hearts, glad that they didn't act rashly. Especially those Jiedan monks, thinking about those who were comparable to their own cultivation but couldn't calm down, and followed the large army to rush up, seeing that they didn't even have corpses left, only bloodstains to prove their existence, these Jiedan monks were happy, but also full of fear and fear.

If Fang Cai couldn't help but go with him, then...

Seeing that the situation was clear, some of the monks glanced at each other and had a sense of leaving.

This bounty is not so easy to earn, Li Chuyi watched the oil run out at this time, and the lamp was dry and he had no combat power, but who knows if he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger waiting for him to take the bait. Rather than risking their lives for thousands of spirit stones, they would rather live.

Besides, today's battle is against the sky, if they sell this news to Zhizhi, then there will definitely be a lot of reward. Although it is not a sky-high price like a bounty, it is better than nothing.

Some people want to leave, while others have twinkling eyes and are moved.

Looking at Li Chuyi, whose momentum was extremely weak, these people were struggling in their hearts. They are reluctant, reluctant to have this low-hanging fruit. Especially now Li Chuyi obviously has no strength to fight again, standing there like fat meat for others to take away, their hearts are beginning to be restless, and they feel that the opportunity has come.

After several struggles, finally someone couldn't bear it anymore, and the mana flew out wildly, running towards Li Chuyi with a fanatical face.

Starving the bold to death to support the faint-hearted, three thousand spirit stones, a monk who may be half-decided, this matter is worth it in his heart.

Especially the powerful female ghost is now restrained, this is the best time to make a move, if they let go of this opportunity, they are afraid that they will regret it for the rest of their lives.

Human beings are group animals, and the instinct of group animals is to follow the crowd.

Driven by instinct, with the first to take the lead, the rest of the grooming that was struggling in his heart did not hesitate, and directly suppressed the disadvantages of the balance, and only looked at the interests that were raised high in his eyes, and his body moved and followed.

Such a great opportunity, if the hand is slow and someone is the first to get it, they are afraid that they will kill their own hearts.

Like a herd of cattle galloping, in the blink of an eye, most of the remaining monks rushed out, leaving only a few suspicious or old-fashioned people standing silently in place, continuing to watch the development of the situation.

It's just that they didn't realize that Li Sinian, who had not moved since the start of the war, so that they almost ignored him, showed a faint smile on his young and ordinary face at this time, and his smile was full of mockery and disdain.

Sure enough, just as Li Sinian thought, when the crowd rushed halfway, the purple mist in the sky suddenly surged violently, and four dragon heads condensed by the purple mist poked out of it, and after a slight pause, they raised their heads to the sky and roared, and they flew out towards everyone consistently.

The purple dragon didn't pay attention to the Jiedan monks on the ground, they snaked their thick bodies, and went straight to the four god refining monks flying in the sky. These four people, one in the middle stage of refining gods and three in the late stage of refining gods, saw the purple dragon rushing over, and their faces suddenly changed, but they didn't expect that the purple kite still had the strength to spare. In a hurry, he cast a spell and raised troops to stop it, but the purple dragon was unstoppable like a real dragon, and the dragon's head shook its huge mouth slightly, and the four of them were swallowed in one bite, and were dragged into the purple mist as the dragon's head moved back.

Seeing that the four most powerful people were covered by the purple mist, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, the Jiedan monks on the ground were all terrified. Although the dragon head ignored them, they were still terrified, and their faces turned miserable.

Many stopped, they hesitated to retreat. But there are always people in the world who are not afraid of death, and there are still a small number of monks who have fierce eyes and rush forward without stopping.

They believed their instincts and thought that the purple kite was reluctant to make a move, but in fact, it had already been restrained by the many god refining cultivators in the purple mist. They want to gamble, bet on their fortune, bet on their chances.

Looking at the hideous faces pouring towards him, Li Chuyi had a gloomy face, and silently held the beast skin sword behind him with his backhand.

When he was replaced, he naturally didn't pay attention to these Jiedan monks. But now that he was seriously injured, and the mana in his body was empty and almost dry, he had no confidence that he could save his life in the hands of these Yuedan monks.

Tiger falls on the plain and is bullied by dogs, and the fact of impermanence always makes people helpless.

Just as he was about to lift the last shred of mana and fight to the death, there was a sudden throbbing in the storage bag on his chest. Li Chu was stunned, and subconsciously took out the throbbing thing, but it was the Demon Mirror that often accompanied him. I saw that this magical Dao mirror had just been taken out, and immediately a ghostly light flashed, and five ghostly figures shot out, forming a mysterious formation in midair, and the ghostly formation flickered with gray-black ghostly light, and rushed towards the rushing monks.

"I want to kill our brother, I will eat you, master!"

Five immature voices shouted in unison, it was the five little ghost dolls. I saw that the formation they formed was instantly approaching the nearest Jiedan monk, ignoring the few spells from the other party, and directly covering it like a pot lid. The ghostly light of the formation flashed continuously, and the monk who was covered in it could not see his figure, he could only hear bursts of shouting and scolding, but it didn't take long for it to turn into a miserable scream.

From the beginning of encircling him, it only took a few breaths before and after, and when the formation was removed, the man had disappeared, and only a pair of white bones remained in place, maintaining the last posture before his death. The white bones were clean, there was not even a trace of blood, it looked like a work of art, Li Sinian's heart was cold when he saw it, and the other Jiedan monks who rushed over were shocked.

It's just that before they could react, the magic circle that seemed to be slow and urgent enveloped the next person again, just like the previous one, only the white bones remained in it after the formation was removed.

"This, is this little ghost really a ghost clan? a ghost cultivator in human skin?!"

Gasping for air, Li Sinian swallowed hard.