Lao Dao's spiritual sense and reaction speed of Qi cultivation saved his life, but it was just a subconscious sideways, and the Taiyin Xuanguang only evaporated his left arm and entire left hand, leaving Lao Dao's frosty upper body and frozen purple face.

"Ahem."

Lao Dao spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, which condensed into frost in mid-air and landed on the soft soil with a click.

"Okay, okay."

A stiff smile provoked into his old face, and his remaining right hand held up a pale white shield, resisting all the attacks that poured from Li Xiangping.

This small gesture made him spit out a mouthful of black blood covered with frost, feeling the cold and piercing breath swimming in his body, and the old Dao hurriedly pinched the trick to protect his heart and save his life.

Li Xiangping on the side saw that an attack could not even shake the shield of the old way, and the talisman given by Li Qijing was mainly to save his life and escape, so he had to grit his teeth and abandon the old way, slapped a talisman on his leg, and continued to flee north with the wind.

To the west is the Li family, and to the east there are still ten practitioners who are besieging the ten families, and to the south is the undulating Dali Mountain, which is definitely not as fast as flying, so you can only continue to go north.

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Ji Dengqi looked coldly at Wan Xiaohua, who was still holding his upper body after being beheaded on the ground, and the long knife in his hand nailed his lower body to the other end, and said lightly:

"When you killed Shanghua Zhongshan, you should have been prepared now."

The vitality of the peak of fetal breath made Wan Xiaohua not die for a long time, and the intense pain made his eyes widen, his throat let out a hissing sound, and he spit out a few words with blood in his mouth:

"For... Yes... Why... ......"

Ji Dengqi's eyes slowly appeared in front of the proud young man in the costume back then, he bowed down quietly, and said in a low voice:

"What do you think we are, we are just pigs and dogs raised by these two families, a small weight in the balance of their transactions, they don't even care about your position, the offerings you hand in every year, they are just waiting for us to fatten flesh and blood, we can exchange slaughtered pigs and cattle when we are fattened."

Ji Dengqi watched Wan Xiaohua struggle to close his eyes, gently shed a tear, closed his eyes and raised his head, and said in a deep voice:

"Now I will drive the entire bloodline of your ten thousand families and the eight thousand mortals under my rule to sacrifice swords for that adult, and then the lord will take advantage of the situation and go to the mushroom forest plain, where no one from the Qingchi Sect is stationed, and sacrifice and kill fifty to seventy percent of the mortals and immortal cultivators there to collect resentment and blood."

The corners of Ji Dengqi's mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile, looked at Wan Xiaohua, whose corpse was gradually cold, and continued to whisper:

"And the Qingchi Sect that you are thinking of coming to help is sending troops to the border of the Golden Gate, doing the same disgusting thing."

"Pigs and cows are smart, so they have to exchange slaughter."

Gently closing his eyes for Wan Xiaohua, Ji Dengqi let out a hoarse laugh from the depths of his throat, raised his head coldly, and looked at the high-spirited figure of the man in gold in the sky.

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"Senior Xiao!"

Li Tongya bowed his hand respectfully, and saw Xiao Chuting, the ancestor of the Xiao family in front of him, squinting his eyes and drinking tea, and said softly:

"Tongya Xiaoyou, it's better to stay in my Xiao family for a few more days."

Li Tongya was stunned for a moment, a cloud of doubt rose in his heart, he lowered his eyebrows and was silent for a while, and said respectfully:

"I don't know ......"

Xiao Chuting waved his hand, interrupted Li Tongya's words, and said in a low voice:

"Wan family has not come this year, it should be boring Jinmen should go south as promised, and the time is almost killed to the mushroom forest, the Li family is now lonely in the mountain, and the mushroom forest is bloody and rainy, or delay a few days, wait until the boring Jinmen is withdrawn and then go back."

Xiao Chuting's words revealed a lot of information, Li Tongya was stunned, thought for a few breaths like lightning in his mind, and thanked him:

"Thank you, Senior Xiao!"

Xiao Chuting nodded slightly, closed his eyes and pondered, and Li Tongya suddenly said goodbye.

Seeing Li Tongya walk out of the courtyard, a young man in brocade came out from behind the spiritual screen in the courtyard, it was the Xiao Yongling that Wan Yuan Kai and Li Tongya met in the tavern back then, he sat down respectfully, and said suspiciously:

"Grandfather, is this Li family really worthy of being befriended like this by my family?"

Xiao Chuting took a sip of tea in silence, looked at his most proud descendant, and said in a low voice:

"Li Qijing broke through the barrier and practiced "Moon Lake Reflecting Autumn Jue", and the sect was shaken.

Xiao Yongling's eyes widened in shock for a while, and he lost his voice:

""Moon Lake Reflecting Autumn Jue"? Where did he come from?! ”

"You don't care how he got here."

Xiao Chuting waved his hand and said in a low voice:

"Have a good relationship with this Li family, don't be too attentive, it's not beautiful."

Seeing Xiao Yongling's contemplative expression, Xiao Chuting changed his words and said coldly:

"Do you know why the three sects and seven sects have never stopped the fighting and annexation of the families under their rule? Or even encourage mutual vendetta among the families between the borders? ”

Xiao Yongling pondered for a few breaths and replied:

"What the Qingchi Sect has always needed is not the offering of a few spirit stones, what they need is to catalyze a great family like our Xiao family that can organize a large number of mortals and immortal cultivators to cultivate spiritual objects that can provide assistance for the foundation building and even the Purple Mansion cultivators......"

"Then can't the Qingchi Sect itself spare these qi exercises and build a foundation? If you have to pretend to borrow my family's hands, the income will still be divided into our points, you look at how many spiritual artifacts and magic weapons my Xiao family has hoarded here in Lixia County for hundreds of years, doesn't Qingchi Sect know? ”

Xiao Chuting took a sip of tea and asked slowly.

Xiao Yongling was stunned for a moment, he had already grasped something in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Let me tell you for you, our families are just medicinal herbs planted in the ground by the Qingchi Sect."

Xiao Chuting sneered and said in a deep voice:

"It takes hundreds of years to grow a big family, then eat it cleanly with bones and meat, and then promote dozens of small families to fight each other, swallow and develop, and raise the next family."

Xiao Yongling lowered his head and shivered, and said with some trembling:

"Isn't that...... Immortal Acts ......"

"Thousands of years have passed since the battle between immortals and demons, who is still going to play those old-fashioned things? Which of the three sects and seven gates is not whitewashed with mountain gates, standing on flesh and bones? ”

Xiao Chuting laughed, and then asked rhetorically:

"How did you grow the moonlight glazed tree on Qingchi Peak? It was planted in the flesh and bones of Li Jiangqun, and it was watered with his blood, which corner of your Qingchi Sect was not covered with blood? ”

"Qingchi Immortal Sect, Qingchi Immortal Sect, it's a nice name!"

Xiao Chuting stood up with a sneer and asked Xiao Yongling:

"Do you know what the Qingchi Immortal Sect called when it didn't rank among the three sects five or six hundred years ago?"

"I don't know."

Seeing Xiao Yongling shaking his head, Xiao Chuting slowly approached his ear and said coldly:

"Qingchi Demon Gate."

"Qingchi Demon Gate?!"