Liu Qingyi took the storage bags of the two Tsing Yi monks, collected the flying swords of the two of them, burned a few fingers of spiritual flames, and drove the little civet to hide in the bushes on the side, turned his head to Xu Xiangying and said, "Let's go, go to Huangran Canyon." ”

"What are you going to do over there? You just killed someone over there yesterday, and you're not afraid that there are people from the Daoyan Altar over there! Xu Xiangying cowered and said.

"Let's go, don't be verbose." After Liu Qingyi finished speaking, he had already stepped on his sword and took off into the air, and hurriedly swept into the distance. Xu Xiangying didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly drove the cymbal orchid clothes to follow.

Not long after the two left, the little civet lying in the bushes had already disappeared, encouraging a pair of big eyes to look at half the sky. After a while, I saw several green rainbows rising in the sky and swept straight towards here.

The four monks in green clothes followed an old man in black robe into the forest, and looked around for a while, and the old man in black robe said with a gloomy face: "No need to look for it, Senior Nephew Feng and Senior Nephew Qiu are gone." ”

"Who the hell is so bold? Dare to do it at the door of our Daoyan Altar! A monk in Tsing Yi said with a solemn face.

The black-robed old man closed his eyes and counted his breaths, opened his eyes and said, "Such a strong golden yuan qi!" Could it be the sword cultivator of which sect? After finishing the sentence, he raised his eyes and looked around, and said hatefully: "Search for me, send a few more messages back to the main altar, call more people, and search the Daoyan Mountains and the area around Huangyan City for me." If there are monks from other places, they will all leave me for examination, and if there is any obstruction, they will be summoned to me immediately. ”

"Yes." The four Tsing Yi monks replied in unison, two of them had already taken out two yellow paper talismans and began to infuse Yuan Li, while the other two took off into the air and flew towards Huang Yuan City at an extremely fast speed.

The black-robed old man stood for a few breaths, groaned slightly, looked to the east, and his body moved, like a big black bird, thrown into the air. It was as fast as lightning, and after a while, it crossed the direction of Huangyuan City and looked all the way to the east.

In the woods, the little civet cat looked through the cracks in the grass not far away, and two Tsing Yi monks holding messengers were still standing in place and waiting.

It turned its head to look at the eastern sky, and saw that the black-robed old man was no longer visible, and immediately grabbed out of the bushes, quietly jumped behind one of them, and raised its claws to slap the back of the man's head.

The wind stopped, and the man exclaimed, "Who? When the figure dodged, he was still slapped on the shoulder and neck, and immediately howled miserably, took a few steps backwards with his neck, and fell to the ground.

Another monk in green clothes turned his head to see a small black beast breaking through the air and slashing at the top of his head, and hurriedly raised a long black knife and slashed at it.

I saw that the little black beast's figure flashed, raised its claws and burst the long knife away, and jumped close like lightning, and its claws went straight into its chest, pulling out a cloud of blood-colored things.

In a terrible scream, the little black beast had already flashed onto the man's shoulder, stretched out its claws and waved horizontally, and a big head was directly exploded like a watermelon.

The Tsing Yi monk who was holding his neck and snorting in pain, seeing this change, was already in severe pain, and he bounced up in the sky and flew towards the depths of the Daoyan Mountain Range.

The little civet hooked up a black-brown sac with one paw, kicked into the air and jumped up, chased behind the Tsing Yi monk who was flying crookedly with his neck in the blink of an eye, stretched out a sharp black claw and poked it lightly at the back of the head, only to see the man's body stiffen for a while, and Geng fell down like a sandbag.

A dark shadow swayed from his waist, hooking up an earthy yellow sac and turning into a black lightning bolt that leaped into the sky.

……

For two days in a row, there were disciples of the Daoyan Altar around the Daoyan Mountain Range who were constantly killed, from the Lingxuan Stage Cultivator to the Tongyuan Realm mid-stage monk, as long as they came out of the Dawn Casting Peak, almost none of them were spared.

The late-stage Tongyuan Realm monks of the Daoyan Altar and several Sanyang Realm monks poured out of the nest and almost turned over the Daoyan Mountain Range, but they didn't find any clues.

The deaths of those Daoyan Altar disciples who were killed were extremely miserable, either their heads were smashed or their chests and bones were cut out, and almost none of their bodies were intact.

"This is the work of the high-level spirit among the demon beasts!" The deputy altar master of the Daoyan Altar, a monk of the Ning Dan period, directly asserted, for a while, all the low-level disciples of the Daoyan Altar were in danger, and by the third day, they were already closed, and the entire mountain gate was almost completely blocked with the mountain protection array as the boundary.

Several black-robed monks of the Sanyang Realm waited outside the mountain gate, either ambushing, or searching, and once directly released a late-stage Lingxuan monk as bait, and several Sanyang Realm monks followed all the way, but never encountered the murderous spirit again.

Liu Qingyi and Xu Xiangying stayed under the Huangyuan Canyon for a day and a half, and they didn't meet anyone, and even the scattered cultivators who came to look for spiritual grass have disappeared.

On the night of the second day, the two swaggered out of the bottom of the gorge, followed the little civet who came to pick them up, came to a mountain forest on the periphery of the Daoyan Mountains, dug open a piece of loess covered by green vines, and raised dozens of storage bags of different colors.

The two left Huanglin City all night, turned to the east, went around and around, crossed Huanglin City for dozens of miles, and fell to a remote mountain forest to rest until early in the morning, the two got up again, passed through the clouds and fog, and came to a big city to stand still.

"Po Cai, you go into the city to inquire, what other immortal gates are near this city? This time, we only rob, not kill. ”

"Okay, I'll go ask somebody."

A few hours later, in a mountain peak dozens of miles north of the city, a black-clothed monk was holding a gold-embroidered sword bag, and was flying in a circle around a man in a purple robe.

On a mountain rock a few feet away on one side, a man in white held a yellow talisman, looked at the field excitedly, and said loudly: "Senior brother, do you want me to help you do something?" ”

When the man in black jumped left and right, he smiled and said, "You can't do anything with your hands, so move your mouth and scold him for me." ”

The man in white groaned for a while when he heard this, and said for a long time: "Purple-robed ghost, you listen well. ”

"You're a dog... Your dad is a dog... Your mother is a dog......"

"Your grandma is a dog, and your grandpa is a dog."

"You're a dog mongrel!"

The man in black paused his hands and feet slightly, and he was already laughing, "Senior brother, this is a good scolding." ”

…

"You're a pig... Your dad is a pig... Your mother is a pig......"

"Your sister is a pig too."

"You're a pig's intestine!"

The man in black laughed, "That's not bad! ”

……

Outside the city of Fengxiang.

Two figures, one black and one white, stood side by side in the air, and intercepted a gray-clothed monk with a big stab, and the man in white shouted, "Where do I see you running? The storage bag is left behind, so that there is no more suffering. ”

The Greyfriar roared angrily: "Daydreaming! He turned and walked backwards.

After only a few breaths, he saw a black hairy claw suddenly appear in the field next to him, instantly slapping his shoulder, and a strong force transmitted in his body, and the person was short, and his head fell down.

The man in white was already covered with a small blue round shield, swept a few feet closer, and scolded: "Your ancestor is a bastard of the eighteenth generation, your turtle son is a grandmother bear, and you are a grandma's nest with a thunderbolt, the dog has a pig's tail, the sheep gives birth to eggs, and you are a thief and ......a slut with sores under your crotch."

……

Outside the city.

On the top of a mountain, two black-clothed monks stood opposite each other, and a white-clothed monk held a yellow talisman and hid behind a mountain rock and stretched out his head to look.

"Is it the fifth layer of the Tongyuan Realm?"

Liu Qingyi's eyes shrank slightly, the soul chain surged, and the little civet rushed out.

He then carried the sword bag and released the cyan flying sword, and muttered secretly in his heart: "Just grab and don't kill, it's really a bit technically difficult." If you don't use the transformation technique, you will be poked with the Great Coriander Sword Sutra, you should not be able to die, right? Well, it doesn't seem to be cost-effective to use Lingyuan Stone, so it's better to use a golden knife to cut it. ”

When he was young, the little civet cat had already swept close to the black-robed man, only to see a golden flying sword path slashing towards the little civet cat, the black claws flashed black rays floating in the air, and the golden light and black shadow instantly retreated.

Liu Qingyi was already bursting out: "Luo Shengtian Phantom Knife." ”

The aura of the golden yuan surged in mid-air, and after a while, a giant golden knife was gathered and slashed towards the man in black.

The cyan flying sword was also high in the air at this moment, stabbing downward from time to time.

The man in black made a silver spear with a simple shape meet the giant golden knife, and his body was dodging, and the golden flying sword beside him was still a small civet cat that kept slashing and looting.

Every time the golden flying sword slashed, it knocked the little civet into shape, and the sharp and unusually simple silver spear also blocked the giant golden knife, and it became a stalemate for a while.

At this time, there was a chatter next to him.

"Old bald donkey, look at what your bun looks like, it doesn't look like a thousand-horned mule."

"Senior brother, poke his pair of monkey butts for me."

"Senior brother, cut there, cut there, cut off his roots."

"Ouch, junior brother, look at your limps, you don't look like a lame girl."

The black-robed man's face flushed crimson, and he raised his eyes to look at Xu Xiangying, who stretched out half his head behind the mountain rock, and scolded in his mouth: "You fucking ......"

The golden flying sword that was sacrificed swept into the air, and it was already slashing towards the mountain rock very quickly, Xu Xiangying was shocked when he saw this, and when he shrank his head and flew back, he raised the spirit rune and turned into a small blue shield in front of him.

The golden flying sword was disturbed by a sword shadow of the hanging green sword on the way, and the momentum was slightly slow, and it was forcibly blocked by the small blue shield.

The little civet cat grabbed the hole at this moment, bullied closer, and slammed at the black-robed man with a round of fierce blows, and he didn't know the severity of the shot, and directly tore off one of the black-robed man's arms with one claw, spilling a rain of blood, and throwing it into the air.

The black-robed man snorted in pain, and was grabbed by the hanging blue light sword and shot down, suddenly shooting to the center of his eyebrows, but he saw that the tip of the sword was frozen in his forehead, and he did not stab forward.

"Don't move! Move again, die! Liu Qingyi warned loudly, seeing that the black-robed man's eyes were flustered, he didn't dare to move a little while standing on the ground, and immediately shouted to the side: "Senior brother, go and get his storage bag." ”

"Great!" Xu Xiangying saw that the golden flying sword had fallen to the ground and there was no movement, the small round shield covered his body, and he went to the black-robed man with Die'er, took off the storage bag on his waist, and said: "Thank you!" ”

When the figure retreated sharply, he had shrunk a few feet behind Liu Qingyi, and said softly: "Senior brother, this person's strength is not low, there must be a lot of things, why don't you let the little civet search her body again?" ”

"Forget it, let's go! Let's go to the next city, we can't stay here. Liu Qingyi said helplessly.

……

In the Great Buck Mountain City, at the mouth of a dangerous mountain ridge in the Great Buck Mountain, two figures stood upright, and a man in white with five big and three thick was extremely depressed, and he was sitting behind a mountain rock with his head down, and a sword mark on his chest had leached out a large area of blood.

Xu Xiangying played with the silver bag in his hand, and said happily: "Senior brother has supernatural powers, and he is invincible in the Tongyuan Realm." ”

Liu Qingyi's face tightened at this time, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and saw a figure approaching at a rapid pace, looked at it slightly, and said urgently: "Quick, you run first!" The person who came is a monk in the late stage of the Tongyuan Realm, I will drag him, you run faster. ”

"Good! Senior brother, you hold on a little longer, I'll fly slowly, don't be like last time. ”

……

Some people died, but not completely......