Chapter 57: Beizhou Demon Cultivation

Li Xuan's faces changed drastically, and with the help of this fierce mountain wind, Li Xuan and the others smelled a very strong smell of blood.

A trace of palpitations quickly crept into Li Xuan's heart, and Li Xuan immediately decided: "Get around!

Suddenly, a terrible scream came from the firelight at the bottom of the mountain, the mountain wind suddenly became stronger, the wind howled, and hundreds of faint figures floated towards Li Xuan and the others quickly.

"Run!" Li Xuan didn't think about it, he yelled, and at the same time put the little girl behind him on his shoulders and ran wildly.

What is Li Xuan, who has no Xuan power, afraid of the most! What are these real ghosts most afraid of! It's not that Ji Liu summoned something like a skeleton and undead in the Earth game.

This kind of formless and insubstantial thing, under the condition that Li Xuan did not further refine the Benlei Method, he had no way to deal with it at all!

The things under the mountain were very fast, and after a while, Li Xuan and the others could see the faces of those people clearly, and cyan fireflies lingered around these figures, illuminating their faces.

Like a fog like a ghost, his face is all white and hideous, wearing the common clothes of the Xuan Immortal World, there are mortals and monks!

This is, Yin Ling! Li Xuan remembered a book of Zhiwei that he had read, and his face was even more difficult to look at.

Li Xuan, who had learned about it in the book, knew that cultivating ghosts and demons was usually very rare, and once he made achievements in this mystical method, it was extremely terrifying.

"Hehe, where did this little ghost come from, he entered my Yin Netherworld Soul Refining Array, and still wants to run out?" A ghostly voice sounded in the ears of Li Xuan and the others.

Dead air, a monk in a black robe appeared in front of everyone.

Endless death qi poured out from the Yin Soul Grass and suddenly surged towards the Yin Soul behind Li Xuan's body.

In front of Li Xuan, all the normal vegetation, where the dead qi passed, all withered and withered in an instant.

Li Xuan and the others narrowly avoided the dead air, but at this time they were all shrouded in the formation, and all around them were gray, there was no skylight, no fire, only the howl of the ghost.

"Array Eyes!Childe!" the little girl on Li Xuan's back whispered in Li Xuan's ear.

Li Xuan, who was in a hurry, looked over the place he could see, a place with a thick dead air, and a small black color was hovering there, and his mouth was constantly swallowing dead air.

Li Xuan estimated the distance, it was too far, and a huge ravine spanned the middle between Li Xuan and the others and the array.

"I'm coming!" Sun Xiaohou on the side saw Li Xuan's color, and shouted, and the bone stick in his hand instantly became longer, and he stabbed straight towards the black snake.

The two small eyes of the jet-black snake pea revealed a fierce light, and the whole body turned into an "S" shape, and suddenly popped out, and a huge triangular snake head bit the end of the bone rod fiercely.

A strong death qi surged out of the mouth of the snake head, surging down the bone stick towards Sun Xiaomonkey.

"Little ghost, the mystery is good, I'll take it, hahaha!" The man who was hidden in the dead breath laughed wildly.

A jet-black dead qi swept in, instantly engulfing Sun Xiaohou's bone rod into the dead air.

Sun Xiaohou's face changed, and then he scolded angrily: "Death Demon Cultivator, give me back the Great Soul Snatching Divine Stick!"

After speaking, the whole body breath soared, and in the dead air mass on the left, a dim light suddenly appeared, and the dead air cleared, and Sun Xiaohou's stick flew back from the dead air again.

Sun Xiaohou looked at the end of the stick distressedly, two obvious small black spots, which were bitten by the little snake condensed by the dead air.

"It's a bit of a doorway. The voice from the dead air suddenly turned cold, and as soon as the words fell, I saw that the dead air around me instantly turned into terrifying black snakes, bursting towards Sun Xiaohou.

Just as Li Xuan hesitated to take out the Zhenxian Monument, a faint and vast light suddenly lit up from the misty dead air.

A feeling of extreme danger appeared in the hearts of Li Xuan and the others, and Li Xuan and the others didn't think about it, so they rushed to the top beside them.

A sword light like water came in an instant, and wherever the sword light passed, all the dead qi melted.

"Hmph. There was a muffled snort in the dead air, and the dead air suddenly contracted, and the pale young man in a black robe appeared in front of Li Xuan and the others again.

I saw that the young man's face was nervous, his hands were drawing traces of Xuan's mysteries, and he pointed forcefully at the place where the sword light came from, and the group of yin spirits that were originally chasing Li Xuan instantly reversed the direction and rushed towards the place where the sword light was.

A figure walked slowly towards the black-robed young man, seemingly very slow, but in fact extremely fast. The dead air dissipated, and the dark clouds in the sky did not know when they dissipated, and a cold ray of moonlight shone on the body of the comer.

Li Xuan's pupils contracted suddenly, and then a hint of joy appeared on his face. The clothes on the person who came were the same clothes he often saw when he was on Earth.

Dressed in a floral long dress, fluttering in the wind, revealing a calf like condensed white jade, long hair shoulder-length, in the dark night, a pair of starry eyes are shining, people can't help but look at her eyes.

It turned out to be a woman, Li Xuan thought in surprise.

Although it was a woman, the aura on her body was not weak at all, and in just a few steps, she quickly approached the black-robed young man.

"Shen Ji, just take it and follow me back to Yuqing Palace. A very ethereal voice sounded around him, and it also let Li Xuan know that the demon cultivator was called Shen Ji.

Shen Ji, who was dressed in a black robe, looked at the person with a solemn expression, pressed forward with one hand, and the surrounding dead qi suddenly condensed into a terrifying giant beast, opening its hideous mouth and biting the woman.

The woman poked out with a light finger, and suddenly a void creature appeared, and a huge green dragon phantom suddenly appeared, several times larger than the giant beast condensed by Shen Ji.

I saw a light tail swing of the green dragon, and the dragon's tail smashed on the giant beast with blue light, directly dispersing the giant beast into dead air.

"Don't struggle, if you surrender, I may let you live!" the woman smiled, but her eyes were cold.

"Yuqing Palace, Lin Wanrou, a person who is through the Xuan, a disciple of Yanglong Zhenjun, in order to catch me a little demon cultivator, it is really a big deal!" Shen Ji smiled bitterly, and then said with a ruthless face.

"If your master knew that you were dead outside, how would he react? hahaha!" Shen Ji's eyes showed a crazy look, and his hands were frantically sealed.

Suddenly, the nearby dead qi was frantically condensed, and the surrounding Yin Soul Grass withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Yin Soul that was originally approaching the woman named Lin Wanrou collapsed into a little strange mark at the same time as Shen Ji sealed it.

"True Spirit Imprint!" Li Xuan, Liu Shaowen, and Sun Xiaohou exclaimed in their hearts.

What is this demon cultivator going to do! Actually detain the true spirit brand in the yin soul, aren't you afraid of heaven's punishment? Li Xuan and the others wondered in their hearts.

Regarding the True Spirit Brand, if a monk dares to arbitrarily detain the True Spirit Brand of living beings, there is a great terror in the legend, thinking of the experience of the Void Passage, Li Xuan and the others couldn't help but tremble.

"Silly Bi. Lin Wanrou blinked her eyes, she didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, she just looked at Shen Ji with great pity.

"A Xuan Xuan Realm was pressed and beaten by a Xuan Xuan Realm, and he was forced to use the forbidden technique! I read that right?" Sun Xiaohou blinked his eyes, not in disbelief.

Hearing Sun Xiaohou's words, although Liu Shaowen, who had already known some about Beizhou, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

He silently felt the breath of the early stage of the Void Dan Realm on his body, and then felt the breath on the body of the woman called Lin Wanrou, and couldn't help but feel that his cultivation was all on the dog.

Although the woman's breath is not as strong as his, it is incomparably condensed, just a Xuan Realm, but her breath is comparable to the Void Dan Realm.

Liu Shaowen unconsciously glanced at Li Xuan, and suddenly felt that Li Xuan was also a monster, with no Xuan power, but his physical body was comparable to the Xuan Xuan Realm.

A strange mystic technique, which can be performed without Xuan power, and it is really a freak to kill the Xuandan monk in the ferry city. Liu Shaowen couldn't help but complain in his heart, and at the same time, he was even more fiery about the so-called Xuan Yuan Dao Treasure on Li Xuan's body.

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