The cursed puppet won the first battle and shined, which made Li Daoxuan very happy.

However, he did not get carried away, although this thing is insidious, but he also has to choose his target carefully, if the opponent is too strong, then the curse is not only likely to fail, but the caster will pay the corresponding price.

It is precisely such a harsh side effect that makes it only a medium-grade magic weapon, not a top-grade one.

Putting away the puppet, Li Daoxuan looked at Chen Ziyu and said, "Sister Yu, let's go find the corpse of that yellow-skinned man." ”

Everything else is easy to say, that demon pill is a treasure, and after refining into a dragon and tiger golden pill, it can improve a lot of Taoism.

As for the snake demon's inner pill, Li Daoxuan has already given it to the master, and the master said that the snake demon's inner pill is precious, and there are a lot of auxiliary medicines that need to be prepared, and the requirements for the year are also higher, and they are not yet fully prepared.

Chen Ziyu nodded slightly, then closed her eyes, the green silk fluttered, and her body quickly floated to the east.

Li Daoxuan followed with the technique of shrinking the earth, and about a moment later, the two saw the body of the yellow-skinned man.

Li Daoxuan walked over and opened its corpse.

The smell of blood is blowing in your face!

His face changed, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

This yellow skin has been disemboweled, and the demon pill has been taken!

"Hehe, it seems that he was the first to get on the board, and he is still a knowledgeable person......"

Li Daoxuan sneered, looked around, and sure enough, he saw two pairs of footprints on the ground, one large and one small.

……

In the moonlight, two figures were hurrying.

Both of them were wearing Taoist robes, and one looked more mature, about thirty or forty years old, with a slightly chubby figure and a smile on his skin.

One was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and there was still a hint of childishness on his face.

The little Taoist hesitated, and couldn't help but say, "Master, let's just take that demon pill like this, aren't we...... It's not good. ”

The yellow skin obviously escaped after being injured, and their behavior is not very authentic.

Others worked hard to get rid of demons, but they picked the fruit, this kind of thing, anyone will be angry.

The middle-aged Taoist priest glared at him and said, "What do you know, that yellow-skinned man will not die sooner or later, but he will die in front of our eyes, this is called fate!" ”

"Besides, my Wanshou Palace has a method of alchemy, although it is far inferior to the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill, but if you refine it, you can also improve some Taoism, you can't cultivate to the early stage of Bigu, don't you want this pill?"

The little Taoist priest's eyes moved, and finally he stopped talking.

He wanted to enter the early stage of Bigu so much!

"But that yellow skin has some Taoism, can hurt it to this point, that person is afraid that it is not a good stubble, let's go quickly, when we get to Yuzhang City and enter the realm of that mother, it will be safe!"

The two of them hurried quickly, and it could be seen that they had learned the art of light weight, and they were much faster than ordinary people when they walked.

Suddenly, the middle-aged Taoist priest stopped.

The little Taoist priest almost hit his head on the master and said, "Master, why don't you leave?" ”

"Shut up, take the sword pill!"

Only then did the little Taoist priest see that not far ahead, a person with a long body and a jade body, wearing a cyan Taoist robe, and holding an oil-paper umbrella, was just in front of them.

The little Taoist priest took out a small black pill from his arms, which was somewhat similar to the pill, but as he poured mana, the black pill quickly stretched and lengthened, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sword with cold light flickering.

The middle-aged Taoist priest took out a red sword pill and turned it into a sword like red jade.

The two stood with their swords in hand, and the blade of the sword pointed at the figure in the distance.

"Is this the Kenmaru? Sure enough, you are also an orthodox Dao Sect sword cultivator, why do you want to take it without telling you and steal the things of the poor Dao? ”

The moonlight illuminated the man's face, handsome and elegant, out of the world, but his eyes were indifferent, with a little chill.

It was Lee Do-hyun.

He had heard from his master that there were sword cultivators in the Dao Gate, and in order to make it easier to carry, they would refine their swords into sword pills, which were only the size of beads when not in use, and once they were instilled with mana, they would turn into magic swords.

Their swords are all extraordinary swords, and they have been connected to their qi since they were young, cultivating spirituality, so as to lay the foundation for cultivating the art of flying swords.

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his sword finger, and the red sword actually emitted bursts of sword groans, suspended in the air, locking on Li Daoxuan from afar.

Flying Sword Technique!

"Treasures, those who are destined to get them, young man, I see that you are full of energy and full of energy, when it is the early stage of Bigu. It's not easy to practice, didn't your master teach you, and when you see the elders of the Dao Sect, you should respect it? ”

Li Daoxuan looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest, and there was no trace of evasion in his eyes.

"The person who steals is also worthy of being called a Dao Sect elder?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest sneered and said, "Since this is the case, then let's see the real chapter under my hands, poor Dao wants to see how much ability you can have as a little Taoist?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he pointed at his sword, the crimson sword trembled slightly, and then shot towards Li Daoxuan with a whoosh, like a red lightning.

Rumble!

The red sword qi was vertical and horizontal, cutting off countless large trees at the waist, leaving sword marks on the ground.

The place where Li Daoxuan was standing just now was already in shambles, and the sharp sword qi seemed to have the power to cut everything.

His figure appeared more than ten feet away, and there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

Is this the art of flying swords?

No wonder the master once said that the so-called sword god sword saint in the martial arts can't stop the flying sword from slashing, and the flying sword technique is already overwhelming all swordsmanship.

At that time, he still thought that Master was exaggerating, but now that he had witnessed the power of the flying sword, he realized that what Master said was the truth.

Although Li Daoxuan's swordsmanship has advanced greatly, he will definitely not be able to block the sword just now, if it weren't for the magic of shrinking the earth, he would never be able to avoid it.

"Hehe, little Taoist, I have seen the power of the Poor Dao Magic Sword, and I don't retreat quickly, I read that everyone is a member of the Dao Sect, and the Poor Dao can spare your life!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's sword pointed again, and the crimson sword emitted a clear sword sound, and the sharp sword qi was swirling around his body, pointing at Li Daoxuan from afar.

"Hehe, do you think you're the only one who knows how to spell?"

A cold light flashed in Li Daoxuan's eyes, and the next moment, he pinched the talisman in his hand, pinched the law seal, and silently recited the mantra in his heart.

How could the middle-aged Taoist priest not see that the other party was about to use the Fu Seal technique, he secretly said that it was not good, and at the same time made a killing intent.

"The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law, slash!"

The crimson sword turned into red, blooming with brilliant sword light, and shot towards Li Daoxuan, like a red dragon flying in the night.

For a while, the sword shadow was heavy, the sword aura was pervasive, the big trees fell, the boulders were shattered, and there seemed to be a giant beast in the mountains and forests.

Li Daoxuan stepped on Tiangang and used the technique of shrinking the earth with all his might, leaving an afterimage of the Dao in the air, and dodging the edge of the crimson sword one after another.

But there must be a mistake in Baimi, and after a few breaths, his steps still slowed a little, and the crimson sword cut through his clothes.

Clang!

The golden light lit up and shook back the flying sword!

It is the Liuding Liujia amulet, Li Daoxuan used it for himself before chasing people, and at this moment, his body was shrouded in golden light, and even a flying sword could only cut out sparks.

It's like a golden body of Buddhism!

The middle-aged Taoist priest's pupils shrank, and the talisman on the other party's body was extremely extraordinary, and the inheritance was probably not simple.

Just when he wanted to ask about the other party's origin, he saw a flash of murderous intent in Li Daoxuan's eyes.

"The sun rises in the east, the black is raging, the eyes are confused, the hands and feet are difficult, the mixed elements are angry, and the weight is more than the landslide. Haste as a law, certain! ”

Li Daoxuan had already finished reciting the mantra silently, and the talisman in his hand turned into a golden light, which instantly stuck to the middle-aged Taoist's head.

Zheng!

The crimson flying sword trembled violently, and then lost its master's control, and fell to the ground with a dim light.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was motionless, but a trace of urgency flashed in his eyes, and he was mobilizing a body of mana, wanting to break away from the talisman.

Boom!

Li Daoxuan pulled out the fish intestine sword, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Now, it's my turn to draw my sword!