This man's voice is somewhat familiar.

It was actually quite similar to that Gu Yun! Could it be ......

Guo Xuanting's expression changed slightly.

He thought about it, so he could sit cross-legged on the spot.

He brushed his chest with one hand, and the brilliance in his hand flashed, and there was already an extra delicate pill bottle, and he poured out a yellow mellow pill from the pill bottle, swallowed it into his stomach, and put the pill bottle away.

Immediately, he closed his eyes slightly, and the blood overflowing from his messy body suddenly stopped, and wisps of blue lightning escaped from his body, and soon turned into a cloud of light blue brilliance, enveloping him underneath.

At this time, above the dark sky, the stars were sparse, and although there was still a red and blood-like light shining around, in this piece of heaven and earth, the strange power that devoured the monk's spiritual power, qi and blood, had disappeared.

Therefore, Guo Xuanting's healing this time was very smooth.

As he refined the pill that he swallowed into his abdomen, a large amount of blood scabs soon formed on the surface of his body, and his internal organs, which were quite serious, also recovered at an extremely fast speed.

The white light of this knife that Gu Qing turned into was not half hidden, so it was quickly discovered by the cultivation of the fighting method in the distance.

The two groups of monks who fought the method stopped in unison.

Four or five miserable and hateful corpses were retreated to the cultivators on both sides, leaving them in a messy place, and one of them had a corpse with a dark golden glow on its flesh, and its chest was pierced by an extremely hideous hole, and in the big hole, the mutilated viscera could be seen. ap.

Two groups of monks, each withdrawing dozens of zhang, confronted each other from afar.

The group of monks on the left made a total of nine.

One of the white-haired sturdy old men, and a tall female cultivator, their painful gazes all fell on the corpse whose chest was pierced by a big hole from time to time, as if this body and death were cultivated, and the relationship between the two was close, looking at the outline of the face of this body and death cultivator, it was so similar to the white-haired and sturdy old man.

The group of monks on the right is eleven people.

After the two groups of monks separated, most of them looked at the sky, and the white light that flew quickly was all with a calm expression.

Among them, there is a flexible cultivator, and there is already a flattering smile on his face, ready to flatter this arriving foundation building senior.

"Those who come must be the foundation builders!"

"It must be the predecessor of the foundation building period! Only the predecessors of the foundation building period can fly away at such a fast speed in this strange world! For example, if we are cultivating qi refining, even if we control the flying magic weapons that can fly here, or even spiritual weapons, it is absolutely difficult to have such speed! I don't know if this foundation building predecessor is my Hanhai cultivation or ......."

"I think it's probably our Hanhai's foundation building predecessors! This time, at the order of the Tianlan Sect and the Holy Sect, there are a lot of foundation building monks from our Hanhai! This Longze Lake is a poor and remote area, and the number of foundation building monks is very small."

"Huh! Not necessarily."

The two groups of monks were talking.

Among them, most of them were the monks on the right who spoke, and most of the monks on the left were pale, and they didn't have much hope that the person who came was the foundation building monk on their side of Longze Lake.

"Listen to the snow, if the person who comes is the foundation building monk of Hanhai, the old man will try to find a little life for you later." The gray-haired old man said to the tall female cultivator on one side.

The tall female cultivator's expression changed slightly when she heard this.

She turned her head and looked at the white-haired stout old man, with a slightly heroic face, and her brows furrowed slightly.

The white-haired sturdy old man continued to spread the voice and said, "The old man doesn't have much to live, but listening to the snow is different, you are only in your thirties, your talent is much stronger than the old man, and you will definitely succeed in the rest of your life."

As he spoke, the white-haired sturdy old man, with a little embarrassment on his face, stretched out his hand and patted the tall nun on the shoulder.

The tall woman hesitated slightly, but did not dodge.

She let the white-haired sturdy old man pat her on the shoulder, and replied, "Senior Brother Zhan, why bother? Listen to the snow and be afraid ......"

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The sound transmission came to an abrupt end.

The white-haired, sturdy old man slapped on the shriveled palm of her shoulder, glowing with a faint black glow, and a powerful force crushed down from her shoulder, blocking all the power around her, so that she could not even blink an eye.

The white-haired sturdy old man had a look of embarrassment in his expression, and the tall female cultivator said gloomily: "Listen to Senior Sister Xue, the old man has a secret technique that can make the monk explode and unleash a powerful blow, but in the past few decades, he has never used it, and it just so happens that today is an opportunity to use it on you."

"It's just a pity for this fiery delicate body."

The white-haired sturdy old man had a little regret in his eyes.

It's just a couple of breaths.

Among the two groups of monks, there were many monks who made all kinds of small movements, and it was not until the white light on the horizon came close that the two groups of monks really quieted down, shrunk their fangs, and made quail shapes.

The white light dissipated, revealing Gu Qing, who was dressed in a black robe and had black hair hanging down to his waist, his expression under the frost mask was cold, and he glanced at it among the two groups of Qi Refining Cultivators.

'Fifteen in the middle stage of Qi refining, and five in the late stage of Qi refining.

'This nun ......

Gu Qing distinguished the strength of these two groups of monks, and his eyes were locked on the tall female cultivator, this female cultivator's cultivation was not high, only the sixth layer of qi refining, among these two groups of monks, it was not outstanding, but it made his mind fluctuate slightly.

'This female cultivator is actually Lin Tingxue!

'At the beginning, I entrusted Senior Sister Chan to hand over the middle and late stages of Qi refining to this woman, and this woman actually reached the realm of the sixth layer of Qi refining in just a few years! I still remember that this woman has no spiritual root, and the first yin charm was condensed by me...... It seems that this woman really has some talent in cultivating Yin and Evil Xuangong.

As Gu Qing's gaze fell on Lin Tingxue, the expressions of the two groups of monks below changed.

"This senior, the inner disciple of the Yulin Sect in the Lower Hanhai Sect, Zhao Xuantian, these two are the guest Qing Su Mei and Li Kun of our sect." Among the monks on the right, the leader of the monks spoke.

Gu Qing did not respond.

He just took one step and had already come to Lin Tingxue.

The white aura spread out from Gu Qing's body, enveloping all the three zhang circles around his body, and among the group of monks on the left, a few qi refining cultivators who were closer to Lin Tingxue didn't have time to react at all, they were shrouded in white aura, and they were horrified to find that their bodies were as if they were being pressed down by a huge mountain, unable to move a bit!

The monks who were suppressed by Gu Qing naturally included the white-haired and sturdy old man beside Lin Tingxue, who put a thin palm on her shoulder, and at this time, the old man showed a little pleading on his face.

"Senpai! If the seniors take a fancy to this junior sister, they can take her captive! Both of us are the retreat cultivators of the Idle Crane Sect of the Industry Country, and after the seniors took her captive, there was no trouble at all! I just hope that the seniors can spare the life of the little old man of the country, and the little old man is willing to pay all his worth!"

The old man's hurried voice sounded in Gu Qing's ears.

When Gu Qing heard this, this white-haired and sturdy old man was also a monk of the Xianhe Sect, his gaze moved away from Lin Tingxue's body, he looked sideways slightly, and looked at this cultivation a few times, and really saw some familiar traces on this cultivation's body, and his eyes flashed slightly:

"Brother Zhan?"

Gu Qing's voice transmission did not change his voice.

It was this white-haired and sturdy old man who was almost shocked in his eyes when he heard this slightly familiar voice.

He remembered that the junior disciple of the Xianhe Sect who had changed his name to Gu Qing was surging in his mind, and he was just about to respond to something, but at this moment, he saw a bright white light burst in front of him, and immediately, his thoughts stagnated, and a thick layer of Xuan Ice quietly appeared on his body.

Click!

Immediately afterward, the ice shattered.

The body of this white-haired and sturdy old man also shattered into fine blood-colored ice crystals.

Scattered on the Gobi, the dark yellow sand.

Gu Qing withdrew his gaze.

Gu Qing's heart didn't fluctuate in the slightest bit about casually killing the white-haired and sturdy old man who had cultivated to the tenth level of qi refining, but when he withdrew his gaze at the second old man, and then looked at Lin Tingxue, he found a little strange look in the eyes of this woman.

A slight chuckle flashed in Gu Qing's eyes, and he said, "Senior Sister Lin, long time no see! Seeing that the junior sister had refined the sixth layer of qi, Gu was very relieved! I don't know if the junior sister is willing to tell Gu all the gains in the cultivation process of this yin and evil mysteries? In addition, this Senior Brother Zhan's methods are not very clever, and you don't have to worry about the methods he left behind."

The strangeness in Lin Tingxue's eyes gradually disappeared, but all the power in her body was still in a suppressed state, so she couldn't respond to Gu Qing, so she could only stand upright in place,

With the white-haired sturdy old man, the frozen thin palm, turned into crystal crumbs, from Lin Tingxue's shoulders to the surroundings, Gu Qing's ears sounded the voice of the leading female cultivator among the monks on the left.

"This senior, Li Ning of the Li family in Xialongze Lake, these are all Taoist friends of my Longze Lake, and the seniors seem to be familiar with this Lin Daoyou, I don't know ......."

When Gu Qing heard this, he glanced at his side.

Among the group of monks on the left, the five monks who were not shrouded by his white aura had already retreated to the side, gathering around a female cultivator of the twelfth layer of qi refining, all of them were tense, and under the respectful expression, faintly, one after another could detect a series of eyes with a look of vigilance.

Gu Qing looked at this woman with an indifferent gaze for half a breath.

Then, he responded, "It's not the cultivation of Longze Lake."

As soon as Gu Qing said this, the five monks gathered together were all as dead as ashes in an instant, and one of them was even more tense and weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground, after all, the cultivation of foundation building, even if the realm is only a foundation building, for qi refining cultivators, it is still a powerful existence high above, if such a powerful existence wants to deal with them, it is as easy as meditating and cultivating!

Compared with the group of monks on the left, the performance is very different from the group of monks on the right, a total of eleven monks, Gu Qing did not lower his voice, it was just because of Gu Qing's words, as monks, they also heard it clearly.

"This senior is indeed my Hanhai Cultivator!"

"Senpai, Senpai! This gang of Longze Lake's soil buns, this time. It actually killed our two fellow Daoists in Hanhai! Seniors are going to call the shots for us!"