The sword qi slashed down, rolling up layers of qi waves.

Hit the bandits who had gathered together.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, screams were repeated, and countless deaths and injuries were immense.

And the blood that flowed was all seeping into the ground, as if the men were not injured and bleeding.

Looking at the strong man's palm again, when it fell, Wan Li's two fingers were pointed together as a sword, and the sword intent surged, turning into seven afterimages.

Rumble.

With his finger sword, it collided with that palm, causing a wave of qi to surge, shaking the group of scattered cultivators a little.

"Sword intent, I didn't expect to attract an interesting doll."

The strong man's eyes froze, and he turned his hand into a palm again.

"Wang Mian, you can still be blocked by a hairy boy, and your strength is cultivated to the dog, haha."

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the situation of the strong man's crown, and the head of the thief laughed loudly, very disdainful.

"Hmph, it's just a junior."

With the sound, a palm fell again,

The power was raised several more steps.

Wan Li once again cast the shadow world and defeated the strong man's crown.

However, the power is huge, and he has taken a few steps backwards.

"Blocking the Martial Monarch Realm two moves in a row, there are really yours."

The head of the dark green robed bandit instantly changed his face, his fierce gaze appeared, and the knife turned to kill Wan Li.

At this moment, the shaking ground became more and more turbulent, as if it was about to emerge from the ground in the next moment.

Scold!

Suddenly, a faint red light appeared, burrowing out of the ground.

Soon a red light door appeared on the ground, and the red halo was very bright around the pitch black.

"Sure enough, it came out!"

The two Martial Monarch Realm powerhouses all looked at each other, and no longer paid attention to Wan Li and the others.

With the appearance of the light gate, the blood qi became more and more intense, and the richness made everyone present angry and sick to their stomachs.

They all frowned, their faces turned blue.

"Let's go, let's see who can grasp this luck!"

With the red light gate completely standing on the ground, the two Martial Monarch Realms rushed in first.

The rest of them just stood still, overwhelmed.

The appearance of the light gate was completely unexpected by them.

"Wanli, this?"

Da Meng was undecided and glanced at Wan Li.

"No, this should be the light gate of the ancient inheritance, looking at the concentration of blood qi, it must be a very murderous inheritance, and it is easy to be controlled."

There is another sentence that Wan Li has not said, that is, this kind of ancient inheritance is easy to be taken away.

"The way back and forth."

At this moment, without the Wujun Realm to stop it, leaving here is the right way.

Hearing Wan Li say this, a monk suddenly came back to his senses.

I was almost confused by this kind of blood, and I wanted to go in.

"Let's go, it's obvious that we are sacrificed as cannon fodder, it's really unlucky."

After a few shouts, gradually someone began to walk down the mountain.

Even the bandits left here in a panic.

However, as soon as he reached the mountain gate, he found that the way down the mountain was shrouded in blood mist.

"Quick, kill him!"

Someone wanted to pass through the blood mist, but when he was halfway there, he was covered by the blood qi, and the whole person was in the blood mist, his eyes were red, as if he had lost his soul, he actually raised his hand and waved his sword at those monks.

Zila.

Slash with a sword.

Everyone didn't dare to break in anymore, they froze in place, and their hearts were anxious, pointing to the blood-red light gate and scolding.

There is no way to escape, only to die.

That's what they think in their minds.

Once those two Martial Monarchs come out, they will definitely destroy their mouths.

"Then just wait."

I was really right, Roselle was right, and there was a lot of danger.

Wan Li shook his head, his face calm.

"I would have known that I wouldn't have participated in this bandit brigade."

Mu Qian's face was ugly, and she felt very guilty towards the three of them.

"It's good to have a long memory, how can pie fall so easily in the sky."

Glancing at her, Wan Li whispered.

No one can say for sure, they can only say that Mu Qian is too simple, and they accompanied her for a simple time.

"Then what to do now, I can't go, and if those two come out smoothly, we won't be able to beat them."

That was the Martial Monarch Realm, and with the strength of the Ten Thousand Martial Generals Realm, it was still difficult to compete.

"It's okay, maybe they died tragically in the light gate, and then the light gate went into the ground again."

"Don't panic, you forgot how we got out of the Brahma Palace?"

Da Meng grinned, that look was to make Mu Qian relax.

Hearing this, Mu Qian remembered that the guilty mood in her heart was a little better.

"Haha, it's been so many years, and finally two of them have come to the stomach."

A somewhat sharp voice sounded, echoing in the front of this Qingfeng Village.

Before he could see the figure, the surrounding blood mist involuntarily sucked into the light door.

The originally red-lit venue gradually dimmed, restoring the dark night.

When the blood mist of the entire Wuqi Mountain disappeared, the light gate also dimmed.

Like an ordinary stone arch.

Everyone was breathing, and their whole bodies were staring tensely.

Bang bang bang.

The sound of footsteps resounded, reverberating in the hearts of many monks.

A figure appeared, it was the bearded strong man's crown.

However, at this time, Wang Mian's eyes were full of blood, and his whole body exuded a bloodthirsty meaning.

Facing Wan Li and the others, the red-eyed crown glanced at it and subconsciously licked his lips.

"Dozens of people, it's a good start."

Wang Mian spoke, his voice completely different from before.

"Taken away?"

At this time, only one person walked out, indicating that the leader of the bandits in dark green robes had remained in the light gate forever.

Everyone else was stunned, only Wan Li raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Huh."

The red-eyed crown chuckled, and he didn't want to pay attention to the question of a junior in the realm of martial arts.

Immediately afterwards, I saw its spiritual power explode, and his whole body emitted bloody qi.

"Let's take you as the first gift of the deity's birth, haha!"

The red-eyed crown laughed to himself, and a huge blood-colored ball suddenly condensed in his hand.

It was as if it was condensed by blood, and from time to time blood dripped to the ground.

This power is much stronger than the previous crown.

Just as the blood-colored giant ball was about to blast out, a palm print fell from the sky, and the speed was so fast that the red-eyed crown didn't have time to react, and was instantly slapped on the ground and trapped.

When everyone looked stunned and didn't understand what was going on, a figure slowly fell from the air.

"The bloodthirsty intent is so heavy, it's better not to come out and do the scourge."

Luo Shen stepped on the corpse of the crown, smiled playfully at Wan Li and the others, and slowly disappeared again, leaving a sentence at the same time.

"Have you ever heard of a palm that fell from the sky?"

The voice was ethereal, but it was imprinted in the hearts of the monks.

"Who's that man?"

"I've never seen it so strong."

"I haven't seen that palm technique, but I've never seen it, master."

When everyone sighed, they had already found that the crisis had been resolved, and the surroundings were only pitch black.

"In that case, why don't you take a walk in Qingfeng Village?"

Qingfeng Village has survived for many years, and there are a lot of resources to come.

As he spoke, these scattered cultivators pressed the only remaining minions and pushed them into Qingfeng Village.

And Wan Li and a few people have already left Wuqi Mountain.