Li Wushu had eighteen disciples, two of whom were killed by Lu Li, and there were sixteen left.

Among these sixteen people, Zhou Lin's strength is the weakest.

First, he followed Li Wuxian for the shortest time, and secondly, he didn't like to fight, and usually stayed in Mangshan to cultivate and recuperate.

To some extent, Zhou Lin really doesn't look like a monk.

In addition to Zhou Lin, Yuan Chengdao's apprenticeship time is also not long, but he is extremely talented, and he was a heavenly master before his death, and his cultivation speed is very fast. Among the many disciples of Li Wuxian, he can vaguely rank in the top six.

In terms of cultivation, the natives of the Yin Spirit Realm really don't have any talent, they rely entirely on the accumulation of time, and the really powerful ones are foreign souls.

And the ghost cultivator who stopped Lu Li was a native of the Yin Spirit Realm, named Utan.

His cultivation is similar to Tu Rong's, even if he doesn't apply the Yin Yang Bead, Lu Li still has a good chance of winning.

Utan was obviously a violent temper, and after saying the cruel words, he immediately chose to do it. The weapon in his hand, at first glance, looked like an animal's claw, with a handle at one end and three sharp teeth at the other.

With a wave of the claws, the three sharp teeth instantly shot out three black rays, which were as black as ink, and even the light could swallow them.

Just one glance gives a feeling of dizziness.

Accompanied by the black light, there were bursts of roars from the claws, like the wails of a beast before it died.

"Sealed the beast soul?"

Hearing the howl, Lu Li's eyelids were slightly raised, and he thought secretly.

Oni Xiu prefers to use this type of weapon.

This kind of weapon is generally made of beast bones, and the beast soul is sealed inside, which can greatly increase its power.

The black mang approached the body, and Lu Li quickly retreated, and at the same time grabbed the Qinglin sword and swept forward.

I saw a huge arc-shaped sword shoot out, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the black mang, making a sneering sound. Then, the black mangs disappeared. The sword mangs shrank by two-thirds, and their speed did not decrease, and they shot straight at Utan.

"Drink."

Undeterred, Utan clenched his claws with both hands and slashed forward.

Rise.

The surrounding endless yin qi seemed to be attracted, and it spun around with its sharp claws as the center, and a giant beast five or six meters tall instantly took shape. The beast raised its head and roared, and for a moment, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the ground rumbled and shook.

The beast slammed on the ground. Rush to Lu Li.

The giant beast hit the sword headlong, and a thick black gas came out of its head. The black qi continued to corrode the sword rays, and soon crushed the sword rays.

It bowed its head and lunged, and Lu Li was in front of it, like a child in front of a giant.

"Edgeworthiness."

Lu Li snorted coldly, shook his hand and shot out the Qinglin Sword.

The Qinglin sword turned into a streamer, and the whole body was full of colorful light, like a dream. With the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, lightning sank into the beast's head. Then it jumps out of the back.

In the next moment, the Qinglin Sword was like an artificial satellite orbiting the earth, piercing back and forth at an extremely fast speed.

To the naked eye, the pitch-black giant beast seemed to be shrouded in nine-colored light. From time to time, it let out a wail, and at the same time, black gas gushed out, and in just a moment, the giant beast suddenly disappeared.

Destroy the Behemoth. The power of the Qinglin Sword did not decrease, and it quickly killed Wutan.

The quality and power of liquid spiritual power is significantly higher than that of misty spiritual power.

Seeing the Qinglin Sword attacking. Utan waved his wrist and laid two yin qi barriers in front of him, but they didn't work at all.

As soon as the Qinglin Sword pierced through, it shot out from behind Utan in the blink of an eye.

"How dare you hurt me!"

Utan was furious, and his eyes were torn.

He desperately resisted the red dust spiritual power left in his body by Qinglin Sword, while glaring at Lu Li angrily: "If you dare to hurt me, you will die, and no one will be able to save you." ”

Lu Li's face was disdainful, could it be that you are only allowed to kill, and the master can't resist anymore?

Besides, if it weren't for the scruples that this is the gate of the ghost city, Lao Tzu would have used Lei Zu to break the evil seal, where would you still have the qualifications to be arrogant!

"You are not my opponent, quickly inform Li Wuxian, I want to see him."

Since he decided to negotiate, Lu Li felt that he should be polite.

Besides, regardless of the realm or seniority, people are fully qualified for the current generation.

After all, even when he cultivated to the highest level, he was only in the Yuan Infant Stage, and he didn't even break through the refining of the gods and returning to the void, and Li Wuxian was already the peak of refining the gods and returning to the void.

"Want to see Master? Delusion. ”

Ignoring the injuries on his body, Utan held his claws and waved them repeatedly. The black mangs were overwhelming, almost forming a dark cloud.

"Stubborn."

Lu Li's face was slightly gloomy, and he controlled the Qinglin Sword to return quickly, blocking in front of him. The sword flickered, turning like a fan, crushing all the black rays that attacked.

Defeating Hei Mang, he suddenly changed color, and jumped to the side.

Bang.

A cloud of yin qi smashed down, flying sand and rocks, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Master!"

Lu Li recalled the Qinglin Sword, and at the same time looked up, and three people appeared again not far away.

The man in the middle had a bun on his head, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and looked extremely young. But Lu Li could feel that his strength was the strongest, even surpassing Yuan Chengdao.

"Qi Ling has seen Senior Brother."

The young man didn't seem to see Lu Li, and bowed his hand to Utan.

The other two opened their mouths to greet at the same time, calling them senior brothers.

Obviously, Li did not hurt his disciples, and the size was divided by the time of entry, not by strength. Otherwise, with Utan's strength, it would never be possible to become Qi Ling's senior brother.

Seeing the three junior disciples appear, Utan was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted: "Three junior brothers, he is the thief who killed Senior Brother Yuan and Senior Brother Tu, I have already informed Master." Master ordered us to take him down with all our might, and he came after him. ”

The ghost town has four gates, which are distributed in the east, west, north and south directions.

Each of the four of them guarded one place, and Utan saw Lu Li appear, and immediately notified the three of them.

"After receiving the summons from our senior brother, we did not hesitate to use the teleportation charm, so we arrived in time. Senior brother, rest assured, he can't run away. Saying that, Qi Ling looked at Lu Li and snorted coldly: "I advise you to be arrested, otherwise you will die a miserable death." ”

"You were a Huaxia monk when you were alive?" Lu Li asked with a deep groan.

"It's just a loose cultivation at the end of the Tang Dynasty." Qi Ling's face was as usual, and he said lightly.

Lu Li took a breath and arched his hand: "Yuan Chengdao caught my brother, and I had to do it as a last resort." I hope to meet my seniors, as long as my seniors let go of my brothers, I am willing to compensate. ”

"It's none of my business, my mission is to catch you." Qi Ling said disdainfully: "Besides, Senior Brother Yuan's revenge, how can you not avenge it?" ”

Before the words fell, Qi Ling's momentum soared rapidly, surpassing Lu Li in the blink of an eye. And the momentum never meant to stop, and it rose a lot again, which stabilized.

Utan and the other three saw that Qi Ling was planning to make a move, and Qi Shushu retreated, obviously not planning to participate.

Lu Li stared at Qi Ling with a solemn expression.

Judging from the momentum alone, Qi Ling must be a master of refining qi and transforming gods. With his current strength, unless he uses the Innate Yin and Yang Bead again, the odds of winning are really not great.

"To fight or not?"

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Li couldn't help but hesitate a little.

Not to mention whether you can defeat the other party, even if you try to win, it's useless. It is absolutely impossible for him to defeat Li Wuxian, and if he continues to fight, he will only get more and more troublesome.

However, Qi Ling didn't give him a chance to think.

Finding that Lu Li was hesitant, Qi Ling snorted coldly and slashed down with a palm knife. (To be continued......)