The more fierce the fight between Liu Gaoyang and the big stupid bird, the happier Li Chuyi became. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Liu Gaoyang is just that, that big stupid bird must not come back to his senses.

Now they are basically about to rush to the edge of the forbidden sky array, here the sky and the sky are blocked by the sky, fortunately, they are very scattered without the command of the lark king, especially those powerful beings in the flock of birds who exude the breath of the primordial infant and even the primordial god are still carrying out the orders they got before and are standing by in the sky.

If the big stupid bird came to his senses, he only needed an order for these big guys to rush down, even if they were jumping on the ground like rabbits and fighting them, Li Chuyi and the four of them would be turned into scum in an instant.

The long sword in his right hand rose and fell, and the Dao method in his left hand was endless, looking at the corpses of the skylarks one after another, Li Chuyi's heart gradually grew a sense of arrogance that despised the world, and a feeling of being a master surged into his heart.

The master is also a master!

Li Chuyi let out a long laugh, and the Dao Sword in his hand was even more wishful.

This is not only because of his spiritual role at this time, but also because of the realization that the fight along the way brought him unconsciously.

In the past, how could you practice without the slightest scruples like now? Sword moves are just enough, and the Dao method is very mana-consuming!

It's just a small spell, the consumption is not much, and with Li Chuyi's cultivation, he can play for most of the day in a row. However, such as palm thunder, imperial earth into a wall, such a powerful consumption is also a great spell, that is, with Li Chuyi's perverted recovery power, he can use it a few times a day, and it will be up to the sky, and if he has more, his mana will be overdrawn, and his soul and spiritual power will also be squeezed dry.

Therefore, in today's short journey, the sword qi spell he threw out was almost catching up with the results of his previous cultivation day and night for more than half a year. Especially those powerful Dao Methods, today's comprehension of these Dao Methods has been greatly improved!

These spells are extremely expensive, and in the past, he may have been squeezed dry by using the Dao Talisman once, so in the past, when he cultivated these spells, he first figured them out in his heart, and only after feeling that he had comprehended them would he cast them. But today, with this opportunity, Li Chuyi doesn't care if he thinks about it or not, he is like a nouveau riche who does not hesitate to squander his wealth.

How could he have that time, he just wanted to figure out the lark and didn't do it, and he didn't do the ever-expanding Yuan Infant Essence in his body!

If you don't have time to figure it out, then use it!

If it doesn't work, it's okay, do it again.

It's okay, adjust it next time, and make it more ruthless!

In this way, along the way, his various perceptions of "Wuji Qiankun Dao" have been deepened, and the flying sword style in "Ten Thousand Swords" that he has practiced all the way has also worked well unconsciously. The beast-skin sword was often thrown out by him, and it was as nimble as the palm of his arm, surrounding him and slashing the larks that approached one by one. When the sword moves at will, he often thinks that the beast skin sword has already moved, and there is no need to deliberately manipulate it as usual.

As the perception deepened, one after another thoughts and ideas came flooding in, either novel or weird, whimsical or deviant. Li Chuyi relied on the state of courage at this time, and those who came did not refuse to try one by one, what kind of thunder was hidden in the soil, Xuan Ice buried in the fire, and the chaotic spells made the three people behind him dumbfounded and frightened.

They are not afraid of anything else, they are afraid that this brave "little hero" will accidentally play himself to death again.

Their worries were not unreasonable, there were several times when Li Chuyi's spells failed, except for a few who rushed to annihilate each other, the rest of them all exploded directly without surprise.

The shock wave of the explosion swept all around, and the power was even a few points greater than that of the original, not only swept away the surrounding finches in an instant, but also hit Li Chuyi, who was the closest, vomited blood again and again. Li Sinian and the three of them secretly opened up a little distance when they were prepared, and because they were behind Li Chuyi, they were less affected. But even so, they also felt a vibration in the inner house, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Grandpa, I'm calling you grandpa, can we stop playing! If you die, how can you let us live!"

Li Sinian was about to cry, and rushed to say what was in his heart that Fang Junnan and Liu Mingxiu couldn't say when they were killed.

This little fat man is good anywhere, but it's too scary to come up for a while! No matter how brave you are, you can't stand such a self-destructing method!

It's almost time to go out, but don't be unharmed all the way, but you'll be killed by yourself. It doesn't matter if he plays himself to death, he must not hurt the innocent and drag them to the funeral!

If it weren't for the inappropriate time and venue, Li Sinian would have the heart to kneel down for him on the spot.

This little ancestor, why did he come up so unlike for a while?

Li Chuyi, who is not like a person, performed a trick for them in front of the three of them.

Relying on the existence of the primordial infant essence in his body, the swelling mana and huge vitality nourished him endlessly. When those spells failed, he immediately planted more than seventy or eighty protections in front of him to protect his body, even if there was more than ** and his body, those Xu injuries were also rapidly restored under the huge vitality and the second scripture of the "Taoist Classic".

Even the blood he spit out was mostly caused by the fact that the expanding mana could not be suppressed after being shaken, and the meridians and blood vessels were punctured. Before a mouthful of blood could be spurted, the damaged meridians and blood vessels quickly healed under the restorative power of his current metamorphosis, and in the blink of an eye, they were restored to completeness.

Today's Li Chuyi can be described as painful and happy. Obviously, there were injuries in his body and he vomited blood, but the severe pain dissipated as soon as he started, and after the injury healed, the blood vomited so much that even he felt like a fake. The feeling of not hurting this time made him very uncomfortable, as if there were countless spikes poking around in his body at random.

However, he is willing to be uncomfortable, how many people in the world have his kind of treatment at this time? This kind of opportunity cannot be found, and Li Chu is happy to be uncomfortable again and again.

"Don't worry, master, I am blessed and can't die!"

Turning around, he gave the three of them a bloody smile, and the fresh blood stains on the corners of his mouth made his smile look creepy, even Fang Junnan, the master of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Period, was secretly chilling in his heart.

I think I have seen countless evil cultivators, and I have seen a lot of all kinds of masters of the evil way, but Fang Junnan, an indescribable freak like Li Chuyi, has never seen it. Looking at his various performances along the way, Fang Junnan's heart became more and more settled in his heart as he guessed that he was an evil cultivator.

With the bottom in his heart, Li Chuyi played even more happily. The sword technique in his hand is quite normal, but it is just getting more and more tricky, but the Dao technique in his hand is becoming more and more weird, and it can even be said to be evil.

Anyway, there is the essence of the Yuan Infant pressing the bottom of the box, as long as he doesn't kill himself, he can't die, and Li Chuyi, who doesn't explode himself, doesn't care at all.

It doesn't matter if it blows itself up, it's like a powerful spell released at close range to clear the field. It would be better if he didn't blow himself up, and if he didn't blow himself up, it shows that his idea is correct, at least for now. Finding this right direction for the time being, he can continue to try until he fails.

Not to mention, with a perverted cultivation method like him, his comprehension of the various exercises and Dao methods he has learned is progressing at an unbelievable speed. The deepening of his comprehension can not only enhance the power of his spells and swordsmanship, but also thicken the foundation of his future cultivation path.

After all, the words of the predecessors are only heard, and only when they have tried and verified it themselves can they have real experience. Tens of millions of people have thousands of understandings, and no matter how compatible the experience of others is, it is only close, and in the end, they still need their own epiphany and comprehension to understand their own path. Inadvertently, Li Chuyi touched a realm that he should not have been involved in at all now—preaching.

Although it was only a hint of touch, and it was such a violent alternative way, but for him at this time, the benefits inside were also immeasurable.

was playing happily, when a strong wind suddenly sounded on his side, and the corner of his eye did not sweep the afterglow, but in his spiritual sense, he found a figure sneaking in.

With a thought, the beast skin sword suddenly folded out a trajectory that defied common sense, and stabbed at the man. At the same time, his hand was not idle, a windy palm thunder appeared in his hand, and the dazzling light kept twisting, and Li Chu slapped directly to his side without looking at it.

This kind of sneak attack had been a frequent occurrence before, and it was the two monks who desperately broke free from the flock of birds and touched the two monks around them. After receiving the strict order, they naturally wouldn't watch the four of them leave "calmly", even if they couldn't intercept it, they still had to show their attitude, but the proportions of this move became lighter and lighter as the four of them went farther and farther. Until now, the monks who intercepted them hadn't appeared for a long time, and I don't know if they gave up or died at the hands of the birds

So Li Chuyi didn't care about this sneak attack again. In his mind, the other party may not accept the two tricks that he is so ruthless, because it is impossible to take them without the slightest damage, and the tacit understanding that the two sides have reached invisibly will also make the other party choose to retreat wisely and watch them leave.

After all, they are all human beings, and now it is a situation where they will die at any time, hello everyone, I am good, who doesn't want to do this life-threatening thing?

However, empiricism kills people, and this sneak attacker is not what he thinks it is.

I saw that the person who came first slashed the beast skin sword that Li Chuyi flew over, and then spit out the mana in his palm, and a thick protective barrier suddenly appeared, and Li Chuyi's alternative palm thunder slashed on it and caused a wave, but it only dispersed most of it and then disappeared.

"Huh?!"

The little fat man was shocked, and the person who came didn't give him a chance to react directly raised his sword and rushed forward, and the already small distance was quickly shortened, and he came to the front of the four people in a few steps.

The cold light suddenly rose, but it did not point to Li Chuyi, but directly pointed to Li Sinian, who was him.

Li Sinian's face changed greatly, the software in his hand trembled, and a sword net quickly condensed in front of him, and at the same time, his body flashed to the side.

Just when he was pale waiting for the sword net that had only condensed most of it to collide with that cold mang, he didn't want the cold mang to change again, and turned around lightly, aiming at Fang Junnan behind the palace!

The sword light brushed past the panicked Liu Mingxiu, and in an instant came to the door of Fang Junnan.

Looking at the coming sword, Fang Junnan did not panic, his eyes were as heavy as water, and the light in his eyes burst out.

"Fang Jingshuo!"

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