Bell Bell ......

On Luofu Mountain, the bell shook loudly, heavy as the collision of gold and stone, revealing a trace of urgency.

The demon broke into the mountain gate and killed a disciple, and even Shen Yimen was seriously injured.

It's a big deal.

There are masters in the door, patrolling the mountains and hunting demons, and they are busy until the second half of the night, and finally find nothing.

There was such a big commotion in Luofu Mountain, but all the demons and ghosts with brains had already fled away, how could they still stay at the mountain gate, waiting for the masters to come and hunt!?

"It's a pity Senior Sister Lin, I can't enjoy chrysanthemums with her anymore."

"What a good girl, I dare to say that Senior Sister Lin's flute method is really the first in Luofu Mountain...... Since then, it has become a masterpiece. ”

"Senior Sister Lin is always so tolerant of her younger brother, but her younger brother always likes to talk back......"

Lin Xihua's death caused quite a stir.

……

The full moon falls in the west, and the lonely and cold back mountain.

A few jackdaws flew up and landed on the dead branches, their glowing eyes scanning the darkness of the night.

Suddenly, a slow sound of footsteps sounded, crushing the dry pine branches.

"On the seat, that Tupixiu has already run away, what are you doing here?"

Shen Yimen's weak voice sounded in the dark night.

His face was pale, covering his lower abdomen, and the wound had already been healed.

The fivefold powerful vitality of the Inner Breath Realm, combined with the [Mountain Ghost Courtyard]'s special muscle-building pill, allowed him to recover his mobility in the shortest possible time.

At this moment, he followed behind a middle-aged man with a respectful expression.

"Is this it?"

Under the moonlight, the middle-aged man shook the gourd in his hand, looked drunk, and raised his head to take a sip.

The hunting robe is agitated in the wind, revealing the [four-star] mark on the corner of the clothes.

As the deputy head of the [Mountain Ghost Courtyard], Xiao Chaoyuan not only has the cultivation of the [Inner Breath Realm Ninefold], but also has the identity of a [four-star demon hunter].

According to the rules set by the Xuantian Pavilion, only by capturing 3,000 demons and ghosts can the four-star rank be awarded.

Looking at Luofu Mountain, a demon hunter of this level is no more than a handful of hands.

"Seat, this is it."

The corners of Shen Yimen's eyes twitched, and there was a cramp in his heart.

The empty ground is only scattered branches and leaves, and scattered rubble.

Nothing else.

"That's so interesting......"

Xiao Chaoyuan put down the wine gourd, his eyes narrowed slightly: "That Tupixiu didn't leave the mountain gate." ”

"What? What does the seat mean, that demon didn't run? Shen Yimen's eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief.

made such a big commotion, this demon didn't run away, did his brain break?

"It should be dead."

Xiao Chaoyuan shook the wine gourd in his hand, and the sound seemed to be about to bottom out.

Shen Yimen was stunned, and his expression became strange.

He had personally experienced the methods of that Tu Pixiu, which was so strange and strange that he had entered at least the realm of the six furnaces.

How can a demon of this level say that he will die!?

"Seat, you're not kidding."

Thundered......

Xiao Chaoyuan didn't say much.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, as if it were a shock, cutting through the east and west.

In an instant, the ground shook, the sand and gravel were gone, and the invisible force smashed the ground into a big hole like a heavy punch.

"Is this the power of cultivating the Initiation Vein Spirit Root?" Shen Yimen was in awe, and his eyes showed a look of envy.

The spiritual root of the Dao vein, the inner breath is ninefold, and when the mind moves, there is the power of supreme demon subjugation.

Inside the pit, a red blood stain emerged, revealing a strong demonic aura.

"It's ......"

"That demon was hit hard, and with just one move, he killed it in a life-and-death dilemma, and he never had the strength to fight back."

Xiao Chaoyuan's eyes condensed slightly, flashing with a hint of brilliance.

This kind of strength is enough to attract the attention of him, the deputy head of the [Mountain Ghost Academy].

"Just one move!?" Shen Yimen's neck shrank subconsciously.

Tupixiu is already a six-furnace demon ghost, and he can kill him in a life-and-death dilemma with just one move?

How strong does this take!?

"Seat, how do you see that?" Shen Yimen couldn't help but ask.

Airplanes......

As soon as the words fell, the mountain wind agitated, as if the river waves were in a frenzy, and the big bluestone next to it cracked suddenly, and a neat crack cut it off.

"This ...... This is ......" Shen Yimen's eyes widened, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

A terrifying sword aura remained in the gap on the bluestone, fierce and terrifying, and there was a light groan and trembling sound between the drums, startling the jackdaw in the distance.

"What a domineering sword intent!" Xiao Chaoyuan's eyes sank suddenly.

Half a day has passed, and there is still a remnant of sword qi, which has not subsided.

"On the seat, that Tupixiu is really dead!" Shen Yimen swallowed and spitted.

The cultivation of swordsmanship to such a realm, killing a six-furnace demon is like digging for something.

That earth pixiu was fierce and domineering in front of him, but in front of that master, I was afraid that it was really just a mouse.

"This person's cultivation has reached at least the eightfold level of the Inner Breath Realm." Xiao Chaoyuan's expression was solemn and uncertain.

After the Divine Sect destroyed the law, the world's martial arts withered, and those who could cultivate the sword technique to this realm, Luofu Mountain didn't seem to be able to find a few.

Figures flashed in Xiao Chaoyuan's mind, but they were quickly denied.

In the end, he couldn't find anyone who met the conditions.

"...... on the seat"

"Keep this quiet."

Xiao Chaoyuan's expression was solemn, looking at the cracked bluestone, a cloud of doubt rose in his heart.

"Who the hell is it?"

The mountain wind was howling, Xiao Chaoyuan raised the gourd in his hand, and splashed it gently, the wine was surging to the sky, like a knife light, crushing the cracked bluestone into ashes.

This kind of means made Shen Yimen stunned.

When he came back to his senses, Xiao Chaoyuan had already swayed and left the back mountain.

……

Tonight is destined to be unpeaceful.

Lin Xihua died, and I don't know how many thoughts of my senior brothers and younger brothers were taken away.

Regarding the various rumors of this senior sister, after Li Mo heard it, he had a feeling of hating each other.

"This kind of strange woman, why didn't I know it earlier." Feng Wannian slapped his thigh, like a big regret in life.

"Don't be upset." Li Mo comforted.

"As long as a man has money, Pan Jinlian is everywhere."

"Huh!?" Feng Wannian was puzzled: "Who is Pan Jinlian?" ”

"It's also a strange woman, and her husband sells cooking cakes."

When Feng Wannian heard this, he showed a sudden expression, and the eyes that looked at Li Mo were wrong. ‘

"I never thought that you would like the Lord."

"Oh my mom, what are you talking about? Sins, sins, sins. Li Mo listened enthusiastically and turned to the side.

This topic can be talked about for a night, and he has more important things to do.

Back at his residence, Li Mo closed the door tightly and took out the golden Dan stone.

"Senior Sister Lin, you won't die in vain."

Li Mo swallowed the golden Dan stone into his abdomen and ran the [Zhou Tian Mayfly Gong] refining.

The domineering kung fu instantly opened the Dan knot, and the majestic medicinal power was like a river bursting its embankment, pouring into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Ninety-four internal breaths are like entrenched dragons, suddenly boiling.

A golden pill was swallowed into the abdomen, and the turtle and snake were disced to cultivate the ancestor.

In an instant, Li Mo's body shook, and the strong medicinal properties caused the internal breath to fission, and the terrifying power stirred in his dantian.

Ninety-six inner breaths.

The eight veins are clear, and the inner breath is sufficient!

At this moment, Li Mo finally stepped into the realm of the eightfold perfection of inner breath.