The road of migration is not safe, Li Jingxu led people to walk in front, there are so many people in a city, there are many who are unwilling to go, and there are many who are willing to walk.

In the entire team, Li Jingxu faintly felt that something was wrong, and then someone under him came up to report that he had caught a spy.

The guy kept making traces along the way, as if it was to make it easier for the people of the Demon Gate to track him, and then he also wanted to sneak to the carriage where the food was stored to destroy it.

Li Jingxu frowned, took off the gourd on his waist, and took a sip of the wine inside.

With so many of them migrating, they didn't think much about covering up the traces of themselves and others, and besides, the people of the Demon Gate didn't need to look at the traces.

Why is there such a thing as a spy?

When it was brought up, it was not even tortured, and this so-called spy recruited everything.

This man is also a member of the bastards, and before the demon disaster broke out, he was a notoriously lazy man, without a job, and depended on his elderly mother for food and clothing.

Finally, his elderly mother was so tired that he fell ill, so this guy found Li Jingxu's disciple Kai Mo, saying that he was asking the immortal master to help his mother.

Kai Mo practiced the Dafa of Returning to the Void at that time, and it was time to build a foundation, and it was necessary to understand the body structure, and the internal force also had a good therapeutic effect.

Because he was born poor, he would occasionally treat the poor, and practice his own use of internal force by the way.

The 'spy' came to the door, and Kaimo agreed, and when he looked at it, the old mother was sick from hard work and was old again, and now there was almost only one breath left to hang here.

Not to mention the treatment, it takes a lot of internal strength to even let him live for a few more days.

As a result, this guy was still dissatisfied, and he didn't dare to say it in person, but then he spread rumors to explain that he was an immortal master, but he couldn't even let the old mother recover and work again, not because he didn't pay the money and treasures.

For this reason, I have always held a grudge, but because the other party was too strong to resist, and then the demon disaster broke out, barely eating relief to survive, but when the fairy gate was about to evacuate, and the relief was not eaten, the resentment in my heart completely exploded.

With the idea that I can't live well, and you don't have to think about it, he first wanted to sabotage the carriage that transported supplies and hindered everyone's movement, but found that the carriage was guarded.

So they instigated behind the team, quietly destroying the plants, leaving traces.

During the meal, after eating, he saw that there were fewer people on the other side of the carriage, so he wanted to destroy it again, so he was arrested.

Li Jingxu looked at the person in front of him who was constantly begging for mercy, and he once again gained knowledge.

But the next moment, Li Jingxu's mouth opened slightly, and a mouthful of moon-white light flew out, flying directly towards the person begging for mercy in front of him.

The moon-white light almost collided with the black shadow rushing up on the man's body, countless fragments of spiritual light flew one after another, and the man fell to the ground, holding his body and shouting in pain.

"You go first, you are the monks of the Demon Gate. Li Jingxu said indifferently, letting the others leave here quickly.

"It's kind of funny, I can actually find the shadow of my desire. "A man slowly stepped out of the shadows, his voice crisp, like a silver bell, which attracted great attention.

It was actually a friar with a beautiful face.

However, Li Jingxu was not the slightest moved, opened his mouth and spit out the moon-white light again, and divided into several slashes of sword light and nailed them to the ground, nailing wisps of black shadows.

From the moment the other party came out, he was attracting people's attention, but the trick in the dark was ruthless, as long as he missed any shadow, he would be the one who died.

The other party borrowed this so-called 'spy' to raise his vigilance, but then let himself realize that the so-called 'spy' was nothing more than a bad scumbag.

In this way, she will inevitably let her guard down, and then attack with the shadow of desire parasitic on the scum, and after she solves the shadow of desire, she will attract attention with words and herself, but the attack never stops for a moment.

More importantly, the opponent's attack was extremely strong, and in Li Jingxu's perception, any shadow, as long as it was rubbed, would be half-crippled if he didn't die.

The other party is a Jindan stage monk, and he is not weak in the Jindan period.

After such a set of combos, even if they are fellow Jindan monks, I am afraid that they will be on the way.

"If it were any other time, maybe I'd be in a good place with you, but this time the master gave a death order. "There is a kind of magic in the friar's words, and what she says, always arouses a desire to explore.

Li Jingxu didn't speak, he already had a hunch that the woman in front of him was the same kind of person as him, even if the opponent was a monk in the foundation building period, he never underestimated it, but all kinds of conspiracies and tricks that were not cheeky.

Li Jingxu didn't care about what the other party said at all, but carefully guarded everything around him, and the moon-white brilliance swam around him.

"Returning to the Void" Divine Weapon Treasure can open various secret treasures of the body and turn himself into a divine weapon, but for the previous Void Treasure and Spirit Mirror Treasure, Li Jingxu did not give up his practice.

Those moon-white brilliance were the sword qi that he had cultivated by swallowing the moonlight every night and storing it in his body's lungs.

This can be regarded as a trick formed by the combination of the Void Treasure and the Divine Weapon Collection.

The lungs belong to gold, and the reason why ordinary cultivators of sword qi exhale sword qi lightly is because their sword qi is contained in the lungs and absorbs the qi of Gengjin.

And if you can't cultivate the law, you will be hurt by Gengjin's qi and your lungs will always cough up blood.

Li Jingxu swallowed the moonflowers, and then opened the secret storage of his lungs, nourishing these moonflowers little by little, and then mixed them with the medicinal wine he prepared, hoping to form a flying sword.

It's not a success yet, but it also has a lot of power, and because of "Returning to the Void" and Yuehua's purification power, this unformed sword qi has a restraining effect on evil things.

It is precisely because of this that Li Jingxu has the courage to fight against this demon monk.

As for the other three points, it depends on someone else.

I saw that not far away, a sword light also flew out, rushing directly towards the female monk.

The thin old Taoist priest appeared not far away, pinching his sword finger and controlling the flying sword.

As a monk of the Turning Immortal Gate, he used most of the spirit treasures he refined to arrange the magic circle, or sent his disciples back to the mountain gate, and all that was left was his own natal spirit treasure flying sword.

No matter what genre the flying sword is, its essence is to pursue the ultimate attack.

Anything other than attacks is to assist in better attacks.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be called a flying sword.

Because of this, the refining of flying swords has always been very difficult, and it is not beneficial to immortality, but there are still many people who are tirelessly refining flying swords.

Flying swords are also considered to be the most useful magic weapon for cross-level combat.

In the face of the flying sword, ordinary Jindan monks did not dare to be careless, let alone a cautious person like a witch.

The moment the flying sword flew out, the other party had already disappeared into the shadows.

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