The monk wearing the golden mask saw Lu Li rushing towards the refining mountain, and a little thought flashed in his eyes. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

He didn't catch up in the end.

Obviously, he was not afraid of death, but thought of something else.

As for what it is, I'm afraid only he knows.

The masked man didn't catch up, Lu Li turned his head slightly and glanced at it.

Looking at each other, he seemed to understand something, raised his hand and hugged his fist, and dodged into the cave.

As soon as you enter the cave, the yin qi almost turns into substance.

The yin qi was pure, but it was a little different, and it felt very weird, as if I could hear the screams of countless souls.

The Yin Spirit Realm is full of Yin Qi, but it is extremely rare to see such a situation full of resentment.

The yin qi was innumerable, and Lu Li quickly mobilized the spiritual power of the red dust to cover his whole body, and the spiritual power and the yin qi collided with each other, making a sneering sound.

Similar to death qi, the yin qi here can actually corrode spiritual power.

Discovering this scene, Lu Li's face became more and more ugly.

"With so much resentment, I really don't know how many people Yuan Chengdao killed."

The passage was very long, and it took a minute to travel at the speed of land.

After a moment, he suddenly stopped, not wanting to continue, but being blocked by a shroud of light.

That light mask was a kind of formation, composed of gray-black yin qi. The reticle encloses the entrance to the space and cannot be accessed unless the reticle is broken.

At this time, the roar in the space became more and more high-pitched, mixed with all kinds of unbearable scolding.

"Yuan Chengdao, you are a wretch, even if my soul is scattered, I can't spare you."

"Bastard, we treat you as a master, but I didn't expect you to be a wolf in human skin."

"Wipe you, if Lao Tzu can escape, he will definitely destroy you."

“……”

Listening carefully, Lu Li changed color in shock.

He was familiar with these voices, and they belonged to the people of the Guards Camp.

"Yuan Chengdao, you get out of here."

Lu Li held the sword in both hands and ran the nine turns of red dust with all his might. The Qinglin sword shines brightly. The nine-colored light, like a dream, reflects the cave like a fairyland.

Bang.

A sword that was only a meter long, but extremely condensed, shot out. Crashed into the center of the reticle.

The light mask trembled again and again, but the yin qi was quickly replenished and did not dissipate.

The power of the sword was not enough, and Lu Li shot out the Qinglin sword in an instant, and pinched a spell with both hands.

Suddenly. The Qinglin Sword has attacked hundreds of times, and each attack has landed in the same position.

"Poof."

The mask finally couldn't bear it anymore and dissipated in an instant,

Lu Li was overjoyed to see it, and while waving his hand to recall the long sword, he dodged and rushed into the space.

Suddenly, a huge space appeared.

This space is more than 20 meters high and nearly 100 meters in circumference.

The space is located in the depths of the Refining Mountain, and almost the entire mountain range has been hollowed out. What's more, standing at the edge of the passage and looking in. The eastern part of the space is the soul barrier of the two realms.

With a sweep of his eyes, Lu Li couldn't help but be angry.

I saw that there was a formation on each side of the space, and the formation on the left side was full of yin energy, and the figure inside could be vaguely seen.

Including Zhang Hu and Song Quan, hundreds of ghost soldiers and ghost generals turned pale, and their bodies flickered, as if they would disappear in the next moment. The formation continued to drain their souls and ghost energy, and teleported their souls to the circle on the right.

In the circle on the right, there was a ghost cultivator wearing a robe sitting cross-legged.

The ghost had silver hair and a half-foot long beard on his chin. A faction of fairy wind bones. Wisps of soul power and ghost qi shot down from the top of the formation and submerged into his body one after another.

With the soul power and ghost qi submerged, his momentum and realm. It's a rapid ramp-up.

The momentum that Lu Li felt just now was the energy fluctuation generated by him just breaking through the realm.

"Zhengyang Burning Flame Sword."

Seeing everything in front of him clearly, Lu Li didn't even think about it, and his hands were medium-grade swordsmanship.

The golden crow cried and attacked directly to the right side of the formation.

Rushing to two feet in front of Yuan Chengdao, a gray light mask suddenly lit up in the air. The mask loomed. It was like a big bowl, covering Yuan Chengdao.

The speed of the golden crow was amazing, and it flew in front of the light mask, and the sharp claws struggled to grab it.

With a click, the mask cracked.

In just an instant, the light mask flashed, and a large amount of yin qi poured into the crack, and the opening quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that it was difficult for a golden crow to succeed, Lu Li snorted coldly and cast the Zhengyang Burning Flame Sword again.

The two golden crows followed one after the other, desperately attacking the light mask.

Eventually, the mask was overwhelmed and vanished completely.

Jin Wu let out a long cry, and rushed towards Yuan Chengdao, who was sitting in the center of the formation.

Suddenly, Yuan Chengdao opened his eyes. His eyes were pitch black, without a trace of whites.

He looked up at the Golden Crow, a disdainful smile on his lips.

"Roar."

When the golden crow approached his body, Yuan Chengdao shouted angrily, and a black streamer erupted from his mouth.

The streamer is extremely rich, and the power is even more powerful.

It was like a sharp arrow, piercing the chests of the two golden crows in an instant.

Defeating the Golden Crow in one fell swoop, Yuan Chengdao stood up, looked at Lu Li and said lightly: "Who are you?" ”

"You really don't know who I am?"

Yuan Chengdao got up, and the formation suddenly stagnated.

Lu Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said loudly: "Yuan Chengdao, Zhang Hu, they are all my brothers, if you arrest my brother, you should have thought that there will be today." ”

"Brother?"

Yuan Chengdao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Are you Xue Tianci?" No wonder, the old man is feeling strange. The souls of the eight hundred guard battalions are all there, but Xue Tianci is missing. Unexpectedly, you borrowed to be reborn and became a monk. ”

Yuan Chengdao looked Lu Li up and down, and exclaimed: "The soul and body fit perfectly, it's really breathtaking. Yin and Yang beads are in your hands, right? Hand over the Yin Yang Bead, and I can take you as a slave. ”

Lu Li raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "As long as I release them, I can give you the Yin Yang Bead." ”

"General, no." Song Quan hurriedly shouted.

Lu Li suddenly appeared, Zhang Hu and the others were a little speechless because of the shock, and it was not until this time that they finally reacted.

"General, it's not a pity for my old Zhang to die, as long as he kills Yuan Chengdao, even if his soul is scattered, he will not hesitate."

"That's right! General, please kill Yuan Chengdao and avenge your dead brothers. ”

“……”

Crash.

As he spoke, the remaining soldiers of the guard battalion knelt on one knee at the same time, and looked at Lu Li's eyes, full of excitement and heat.

The general is not like them, but a living man.

In order to save them, the general was not afraid of life and death, and came to the Yin Spirit Realm alone. In this situation, even if they die now, Zhang Hu and other soldiers still feel that it is enough to smile.

Six hundred years of life and death are completely worth it.

Lu Li turned his head to look, only to feel a buzz in his head, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

He angrily shot out the Qinglin Sword, and with both hands out, he began to pinch the spell.

Four Great Sealing Spells!

There are 800 guard battalions, and now there are more than 500 of them. The rest of them are the strongest existences among the ghost generals, and this can last until now. As for those whose strength is slightly worse, most of them have already lost their souls.

"Yuan Chengdao, the master wants to make your soul scatter." (To be continued.) )