Just as Li Qing flew towards the blood-colored hillside in the distance, on the blood-colored hillside, there was already a bleak figure, waiting for Li Qing's arrival in the fishy wind.

Because of the enchantment on the slope of this blood-colored mountain, he could see Li Qing's every move at this time, but Li Qing couldn't see everything where he was.

About five minutes later, Li Qing finally landed lightly on the blood-colored hillside.

This blood-colored hillside is where the barrier is, so the moment Li Qing landed, he saw the figure not far away.

But I saw that this was a middle-aged man with a bare upper body, a broken arm, and a tiger skin around his lower body.

He was bare-handed and barefoot, his black hair running around his waist.

There was a blood-red scratch on his neck that shone with a faint golden light, and this scratch split the man's neck in two, so that the man's head did not stand on his neck like a normal person, but hung behind him.

"Zhubi...... Long time no see!"

Li Qing squinted his eyes and said coldly.

Zhubi smiled faintly when he heard this, and said with emotion: "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I didn't expect Li Xiaoyou to evolve into a drought god during this time, and he really deserves to be the inheritor of the purple coffin...... The odd number in it!"

It narrowed its eyes as it said the word 'odd'.

Li Qing sneered when he heard this, and directly summoned the Shangqing Divine Fire, condensed into a long sword, and danced a sword flower casually: "Strange numbers are not different numbers, let's not talk about them for the time being, we haven't seen each other for a long time, it's time to reminisce about the old days!"

As the words fell, he suddenly turned into a crimson flame and rushed towards Zhubi at lightning speed.

Seeing this, Zhubi said unhurriedly: "I haven't seen you for so long, Li Xiaoyou has become a lot more impatient......"

When he said the words 'Li Xiaoyou', Li Qing came to his side and slashed at his neck with his sword.

But Zhubi didn't pause in his mouth, and while talking with a light smile, he used a short-distance teleportation technique to dodge Li Qing's attack.

And when he finished saying this, he saw that Li Qing actually came to him again, and the long sword condensed by the Shangqing Divine Fire had also come to the top of his head.

Zhubi had to use the short-range teleportation technique again and move somewhere else.

But at the moment when he revealed his figure, he saw that Li Qing had already come to him again.

Zhubi, who had always been indifferent, finally changed his face, and hurriedly said, "We ......" When he said this, Li Qing's long sword had already pierced the skin of his chest at a speed that he couldn't see.

Jubi had to keep his mouth shut and use the short-range teleportation technique again, moving away from home.

When his figure was revealed, he hurriedly said, "You might as well have a good chat!"

As soon as his words fell, he saw a crimson flame rushing towards him at lightning speed, and a cold voice came from Li Qing.

"It's definitely going to be talking, but that's when you're torn to pieces!"

Before the words fell, he used the object control technique from a distance of seven or eight feet, and with a flick of his wrist, he scattered the long sword, turned it into a fishing net, and threw it towards Zhubi's figure.

Li Qing now likes to condense the Shangqing Divine Fire into a fishing net more and more, because this can restrain those opponents who are fast or he can't beat.

But Zhubi is not in between.

The moment he saw Zhubi, Li Qing found that his cultivation was only about the Mahayana period, but the momentum on his body was in the Golden Immortal Realm.

This strange phenomenon immediately made him secretly puzzled.

However, this matter is not a big deal after all, so this doubtful thought only appeared in Li Qing's mind for a moment, and he left it behind and dealt with Zhubi wholeheartedly.

When Zhubi sensed the advent of the object control technique, his body instantly melted into a liquid like water, and he evaded the object control technique used by Li Qing.

But at the same time, the fishing net formed by the Shangqing Divine Fire thrown by Li Qing also came to the top of his head, enveloping a radius of several meters, not giving him the slightest chance to escape.

Seeing this, a human face quickly appeared on the flesh-colored liquid, and between the opening and closing of his mouth, he hurriedly said: "Li Xiaoyou, why are you doing this?

When his words fell, Li Qing had already come to the fishing net, and sneered indifferently.

"Why?"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Did you have a reason when you used this seat as a marionette back then?"

"When there is a hidden danger in the body you have refined for this seat, is there a reason?"

"The spells you taught this seat are all broken, is there a reason for this?"

As he spoke, Li Qing's face became more and more cold, and his eyes also surged with boundless killing intent.

On the other hand, on the ground covered by fishing nets, the face in the flesh-colored liquid, after hearing Li Qing's words, the look of doubt that had been maintained finally returned to its dull color.

"Fun and fun ......"

He smiled faintly, his eyes full of unfathomable depth.

Then I saw that the flesh-colored liquid suddenly seeped into the ground, seeped out on the ground outside the fishing net, instantly condensed into a human form, shook the head hanging behind him, and said with a smile: "Amazing, amazing, you even know these things?"

When the words fell, his head suddenly left his body and landed on his left shoulder, and he sighed with emotion: "Li Xiaoyou, do you think that after evolving into a drought god, you can take revenge on me?"

"This thing ......"

"You're really doing ...... wrong"

When he finished saying this, he saw four figures suddenly appear out of thin air beside him.

At this moment, Zhu Bi said with a smile on his face: "Li Xiaoyou, you are not the only inheritor of the purple coffin, you are not the only one who has evolved into the god of drought, and you are not the only one who has done our tricks, do you know why they don't come to us for trouble?"

After saying this, his expression suddenly became weird, the corners of his mouth also rose, and he said softly: "Because they don't dare!"

As he spoke, Li Qing looked at the four figures that suddenly appeared beside him.

And when his words fell, Li Qing did not show fear or shock as he imagined, but showed a sneer of contempt.

"Xingtian, Yayu, Wang Hai, Xia Geng......"

"Zhubi, do you think that when you five god corpses gather, this seat will be afraid of you?"

When the words fell, he waved his hand and summoned the net to his side, and when the net flew into his hand, it turned into a large knife.

Li Qing held the big knife tightly in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "It's just five poor insects who are locked in the enchantment, this seat can let you wait for the ashes with a wave of your hand!"

Zhubi has been sneering and listening to Li Qing's words, and his face has not changed in the slightest.

At this moment, when Li Qing finished speaking, he was about to speak, but he saw the corners of Li Qing's mouth slowly rising, and said in a cold voice: "You must know, this seat is pure and powerful, and even stiff ...... Because it couldn't be stopped, it turned into flying ashes!"

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