In the belly of Jiuniu Mountain, in a cave carved out by manpower, forty or fifty sturdy men holding huge pickaxes are carefully knocking down the crystal stones like glass on the rock wall.

A small, dwarf-like and eccentric old man, dressed in a scarlet mantle, stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the scene with a look of intoxication.

A moment later, the blood in the hands of the strange old man flashed, turning into dozens of blood-red flying insects, and in a flash, they submerged into the body of the group of men who looked like miners, causing the red light in his eyes to surge, and his subordinates moved harder, but his flesh and blood began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the depths of the cave, there were scattered piles of white bones, but these big men seemed to be blind to this, and their faces were covered in a strange red light, all of which were blurry.

"A group of idiots, do you really think that by helping the ancestor, you can learn the blood path immortal method of the ancestor? The strange old man smiled, stretched out his hand and touched his old face full of ravines, "When you mortals are overdrawn, we can mine enough spirit stones for the ancestor and me, so as to completely enter the realm of traveling far away, and then the sky and the earth will be big, and I will get it." ”

A sneer sounded in the cave mansion, "The abacus is a good fight, but it's a pity that you don't have a chance." ”

This laughter revealed a bone-eating murderous intent and an icy chill, which instantly enveloped the old man's heart like a shadow.

The strange old man's body was shocked, and the red in his eyes was so thick that it seemed to drip blood, and when he suddenly turned around, he saw a slender young man in a green robe, looking at him expressionlessly.

At a glance, the old man's flesh and blood gave birth to a violent stinging pain, and even the heart lake was shaken, as if it was about to explode, and immediately said in a trembling voice: "You...... Who are you, how did you get here!"

Zhao Shenbi said coldly, "You, a mountain and a wild cultivator, can be regarded as having some means, even using such evil methods to enslave mortals, overdraw their soul and body, and mine spirit stones for you." ”

After the strange old man's face changed wildly, he immediately knelt on the ground, and said with a frightened smile: "Don't blame the seniors, the juniors are willing to offer this piece of spirit stone vein with both hands, and they will be planted by the seniors, and they will be slaves and servants, and they will eventually take effect." ”

However, in an instant, the fierce light in the eyes of the old man like a dwarf burst out, and he actually made a knife with his right hand, and ruthlessly cut off his left arm with a knife, turning into a half-human blood-colored centipede, and suddenly attacked Zhao Shenbi's body.

Shan Zeye Xiu has always been alert and cruel, and the path of cultivation is often accompanied by endless life and death battles and deceit, and he has to fight for a little bit of cultivation resources, so he also has to have a tenacious and ruthless heart, which is far from being comparable to those high-ranking sect disciples.

At this moment, in the face of this great opportunity, how can this old man be willing to give up, even if he makes a decisive move, he fights for his life, and wants to win a glimmer of life from nine deaths.

I have to say that if it were an ordinary Wandering Realm sect cultivator, at such a close distance, in the face of this old man's fierce and decisive blow, I am afraid that he would not be able to react and be seriously injured on the spot.

However, a faint sneer appeared on Zhao Shenbi's face, and thunder poured out all over his body, shattering the blood-colored centipede.

The old dwarf man was so shocked and horrified that he cut off his arm again, turned into a huge blood-colored spider, and spit out large scarlet webs in front of him.

But he himself suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the red light all over his body skyrocketed, and he rushed out of the cave in a frenzy.

Seeing this, Zhao Shenbi flicked his fingers unhurriedly, and shattered the extremely tough cobweb, and his right hand was slightly grasped in the air, and an invisible pressure enveloped the dwarf old man from all directions, making the surroundings like stainless steel, making people unable to move.

This kind of method was just after Zhao Shenbi saw Feng Yang use his bloody hand, and he felt it in his heart and did it casually.

The old dwarf man was held in the air at this moment, and there was an overwhelming sound of flesh and bones, as if it was about to turn into a puddle of mud.

A look of despair appeared in his eyes, and he trembled: "Senior, don't kill me! I have a big secret to tell my seniors! The juniors can also mine this vein spirit stone for their seniors and serve their seniors!"

Until death was approaching, the old man still didn't know why Zhao Shenbi wanted to kill him, and still regarded him as a ruthless monk with the intention of killing people and grabbing treasures.

However, Zhao Shenbi just shook his head slightly, not bothering to explain anything to him at all, "Blood Dao Demon Cultivator, there is more than enough to die." ”

Zhao Shenbi's palm clenched suddenly, and after a crisp sound, the old man's bitter and painful wail stopped abruptly, turning into a puddle of mud-like flesh and blood, and his body was wiped out on the spot, and even his spirit could not escape.

Zhao Shenbi frowned, and with a flick of his fingers, a thunderbolt burst out, burning it clean in an instant.

He glanced at those sturdy men who were like walking corpses, a sad look appeared in his eyes, and he sighed softly: "The qi and blood have dried up, the soul has collapsed, and I can't save you, so I'll give you a ride at the end." ”

He sealed the seal in his hand again, and wisps of thunder gushed out, turning into gray-black thunder and lightning sparrows, passing through his eyebrows and turning those big men into piles of ashes.

After ending the battle so lightly, Zhao Shenbi looked at the spirit stones on the rock wall, which were as dense as fish scales, but there was no trace of excitement on his face, but there was a faint sense of loss.

"Shouldn't Daoist friends cheer when they get this opportunity, why do I see that Daoist friends still seem to be faintly ............ Lost?" However, just as Zhao Shenbi was stunned, a young man's voice suddenly came.

This voice came from nowhere, as if it was coming from all directions, making Zhao Shenbi's hairs stand upside down, and the spiritual power and physical power of his body were urged to the extreme.

The face is solemn, as if facing a great enemy.

In the void in front of him, a white-clothed sword-wielding young man stepped out of thin air, holding a skull-sized vermilion wine gourd in his hand, and his breath was like a cloud and a sea, which actually caused the void to shake, and the earth trembled, like a round of the sun, making people dare not look at it directly.

Especially under the sweep of Zhao Shenbi's thoughts, he was empty, and he couldn't feel the slightest trace of it at all, which couldn't help but make his scalp tingle, and his heart shook wildly, as if it was about to explode.

If it weren't for the fact that this young man did not show the slightest murderous intent and hostility for the time being, Zhao Shenbi would probably have to fight the Dao platform to collapse and retreat to the realm of Kaifu, and he would also forcibly sacrifice the third sword qi in his body.

At this moment, the white-clothed young man looked at Zhao Shenbi with a smile, up and down his body, a stream of Dao rhyme aura was circulating and rolling, and between one breath and one breath, there was an extremely terrifying majestic sword qi, which seemed to trigger the resonance of heaven and earth, making Zhao Shenbi's mind sink to the bottom again.

Although with his current realm, he could not specifically probe the cultivation of the person in front of him, but with the memories and insights of his previous life, he couldn't help but have a strong intuition in his heart.

Monk of the Divine Realm!

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Shenbi's mouth, "The praying mantis catches the cicada, is the yellow finch behind?"

This young man in white can be said to be the most powerful existence he has encountered since his reincarnation in this life, and the gap is so big that he even faintly has a strong sense of crisis in his life.

Where is this yellow finch, it is simply a heaven and earth kunpeng that swallows clouds and spits mist!

However, what made Zhao Shenbi confused was that the young man in white sat on the ground under his solemn gaze, poured the flame-like red wine in the vermilion gourd into Houzhong, and drank it all.

There was even a wine burp, and wisps of blush appeared on his face.

The young man in white waved his hand, "Don't worry, what kind of praying mantis, what kind of yellow sparrow, this spirit stone vein, I don't look down on it at all, but I'm just a little curious, why did Daoyou go to great lengths to take this opportunity into his arms, but he has such a look?"

Seeing that Zhao Shenbi was silent, full of vigilance, the young man in white scratched his head in embarrassment, and then smiled, "I forgot to introduce, my name is Li Bai, the sword name is Longquan, and the sword cultivator of Jianshan is a sword cultivator, who set out from Sword Island thousands of years ago, traveled all over the world, watched the Tao everywhere, and happened to travel here." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Shenbi couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes, especially the sentence "thousands of years ago", which confirmed Zhao Shenbi's guess in his heart that this white-clothed young man named Li Bai was an old monster in the Psychic Realm who had lived for thousands of years!

As if he had guessed what Zhao Shenbi was thinking, Li Bai's face was strange, and he actually showed a youthful indignant expression, and said in a strange manner: "Hmph, what old monster...... I'm not blind, Daoyou has such a strong reincarnation qi, it must be the reincarnation of the heavenly immortals, I don't know how many thousands of years I have lived, compared to me, you are probably an out-and-out old monster. ”

In the voice, there was a playful air like a young naughty, which instantly diluted the terrifying atmosphere in the air that was as solemn as substance.

Zhao Shenbi's heart that mentioned his throat couldn't help but let go, and above the heart lake, the sword qi that was about to move also turned calm.

After Zhao Shenbi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he settled down, and said in a deep voice: "Killing this demon cultivator is the real purpose of my trip, as for this spirit stone vein, it is just unintentional, although I am not a moral saint, a righteous gentleman, but seeing these mortals suffer this tragedy, I can't bear it." ”

When Li Bai heard this, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhao Shenbi with a surprised expression, "It is recorded in my Jianshan classics that you heavenly immortals are all extremely indifferent and ruthless, even after being reincarnated and reborn, you are mainly based on the personality of the previous life, your heart is like a rock, and you are unwavering, why, could it be that Daoyou actually chose to become a new person and rebuild your Dao?"

Facing the mysterious and eccentric white-clothed young man in front of him, Zhao Shenbi couldn't guess what his purpose was, and after hearing these words at the moment, he was even more incredulous, "What do you want to do? Moreover, you, a cultivator of the Middle Three Realms and the Nether Realm, why do you know so much about the Dao Law of the Upper Three Realms?"

Li Bai's eyes flickered, he took a big sip of wine again, took a deep breath, and then pointed his finger to his face, and said seriously: "I, I've been waiting for you here for a long time, just to worship you as a teacher." ”

The expression was serious and solemn, and he was extremely sincere, so he just knelt down on the spot, if it was seen by others who did not know the matter, I am afraid that he would really be regarded as a scene of the worldly scholar and seeking the Tao.

At this time, even how Zhao Shenbi racked his brains, he couldn't guess what this young man thought.

He felt a splitting headache, so he simply spread his hands out, and sat on the ground like the young man in white.

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