"The Xiao family has a letter."

An Siwei held it in both hands and presented a small light cyan letter, Li Qinghong took it, only to feel that it was soft in his hands, like cloth.

'I write letters with some kind of spiritual cloth... The Xiao family is worthy of being an immortal clan. ’

An Siwei bowed down and retreated, Li Qinghong unfolded the small letter, and saw the top and said:

'Gui Tubai: Liaohe River is located in Yanbei Liaodi, Xiao knows very little, [Liaohe Temple] has not heard of it, only heard of the cold and bitterness of Liaodi, the interpretation of Buddhism has started from this, there are many ascetics, the scriptures are the strictest, practitioners are often not allowed to enter, and there is no great supernatural power. ’

'Now the practice of the seven phases is very different from the law of Liaodi. ’

"Yanbei."

Li Qinghong put away the letter, rubbed the handle of the gun, and suddenly saw a large array of fluctuations, and the young man in black stepped in and landed on the top of the mountain.

"Qinghong."

"Brother!"

Seeing Li Yuanjiao fall straight down, Li Qinghong knew that he should have come with a lesson, and handed over the small letter in his hand, Li Yuanjiao looked at it with a calm face, and said softly:

"I'll meet him when I go down the mountain."

The two of them rode out of the big array, and the monk was carrying a piece of mahogany, using his hand as a knife, splitting it into several pieces, polishing it carefully, and the ground was full of broken wood, slowly drifting away in the wind.

Seeing a man and a woman falling at the foot of the mountain, the man in the black robe was gloomy and serious, the woman in white was heroic, Kong Heng put the mahogany in his hand, and hurriedly got up:

"Little monk Kongheng, I've seen the Taoist!"

Li Yuanjiao's face was calm and replied:

"In Xia Li Yuanjiao, if the mage has something to ask for, he can say it."

Kong Heng saluted and said:

"Don't be a [mage], the little monk has been on the road since then, just hoping to live as a guest for a while, as a guest."

Li Yuanjiao smiled, stared at Kong Heng's calm and clear little eyes, and said politely:

"The monk was born in a big temple, my family is small, I'm afraid I will snub the monk, here to the east for half a moon footsteps, is the Xiao family of the immortal clan, it is better to go there to see."

Kong Heng shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to say:

"The little monk hopes to practice for a while under the rule of the nobles, and if there is anything that the little monk can reach, please ask the Taoist to give orders."

Li Yuanjiao saw that he didn't know what to do, so he insisted on staying, and suddenly froze, Li Qinghong behind him raised his willow eyebrows, and said softly and hardly:

"If you don't make your intention clear, how dare my family keep you?"

Kong Heng lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, and replied:

"The little monk has a calamity, he should be in the nobility, the donor, please rest assured, the little monk does not practice the seven phases ......"

After saying a word of unclear words, Li Qinghong and Li Yuanjiao refused to give up, but they heard a thunderous sound sounding in the sky:

"Boom!"

Dark clouds leaped up from the town, screaming one after another, and the clouds quickly moved around the town, gushing down the streets and alleys, and a few rampant laughter came.

Li Yuanjiao's chest was hot, his expression was gloomy, and he shouted:

"Demon Cultivator!"

With a pull in his hand, a talisman had already flown out of the cuff, rising into the sky, and a crimson fire lit up in the sky, and in an instant, the large array of the five mountains of the Li family opened one after another, and various colored barriers appeared in the mountains.

He pressed the [Blue Ruler Sword] in his hand, and quickly became suspicious, his eyes lingered for a moment on the monk's equally suspicious face, and he said jealously:

'Shi Xiu has always been good at calculating, but as soon as this empty balance comes, there will be demon cultivation... It's not intentional, for some calculations! ’

His gaze lingered for a moment, and then he heard a shout:

"Hahaha, the response is pretty fast!"

The demonic qi at the front was already coming, and only a high-pitched and rough voice came from the mist, wisps of flocculent white air flowing, and there were many figures.

It turned out that it was a black-clothed demon cultivator who stepped out, and his cultivation was the peak of qi cultivation, and before he could stand still in front of Li Yuanjiao, he was greeted with a palm, and said with a smile:

"Where is Li Xuanxuan's rat generation? It's so hard to deceive me, Qiu Mou is going to get it back now! ”

Li Yuanjiao had already heard that Li Xuan had preached one or two things that happened in Fang City, and he immediately reacted, and his heart sank, knowing that this person's cultivation was extraordinary, and this white qi was extremely difficult to deal with.

The green ruler sword in his hand jumped out, and the awe-inspiring sword arc exploded, and the sword qi collided with the white qi, which was enough to consume several white gases, forcing towards the face of the demon cultivator surnamed Qiu.

"Foundation Building Artifact?!"

Seeing that his invincible spell was actually deflated, this demon cultivator was not surprised but rejoiced, laughed, a greedy color immediately appeared between his eyes, and with one palm, he shattered the sword qi that flew in front of him, and said with a smile:

"It is worthy of a family of sword immortals, and the qi cultivators have foundation-building magic weapons in their hands, which is really luxurious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a thunderous explosion:

"Boom!"

But it was Li Qinghong who made a move without making a sound, and [Du Ruogun] broke out of the air with a purple dragon shadow, and smashed it hard, and the white qi in the hand of the monk surnamed Qiu was full of white gas, and he slapped the side of the gun with a palm, making a violent explosion.

"Another foundation-building artifact!"

When the enemy met, his eyes were very red, Li Qinghong's brother Li Yuanyun died in the hands of this person, and he didn't say a word when he sank his face, but he fought to the death, his marksmanship was smooth, and he hit this person in a series of ways.

The demon cultivator surnamed Qiu didn't know that the mortal she killed casually was her own brother, but she could also see the deep hatred on the female cultivator's face in front of her, and defused her attack, with contempt in her eyes:

"Really, I'm the group of [Blood Magic Books] who spawned out and can only run away and not fight? It's just thunder, what can I do? If you use any spell, I'm afraid of you..."

Having said that, in fact, he also had a slight headache against Li Qinghong, plus Li Yuanjiao on the side came over with a sword, and he could only carry the attacks of the two of them, and he only had the power to defend for a while.

But he was not the only demon cultivator who came, and several figures appeared in the billowing demon smoke, all of them were red and black light, laughing wildly.

"Master Qiu, it's just a little ghost at the seventh level and the sixth layer of qi training, can this be difficult for adults?"

One of the demon cultivators in this group held a red Yingying magic mirror, practiced qi sixth-level cultivation, soared forward, laughed, and joked, but it was around the three people who were in a mess, and led people to clasp their palms on Yuting Mountain.

The large array on Yuting Mountain was left over from the An family, and its power could only be regarded as decent in Qi training, like water waves flowing, causing waves of ripples in everyone's attacks.

The hammers, mirrors, and shields used by these five people, as well as one person holding a rather rare pagoda, are not sharp weapons for breaking the formation and destroying the temple, and they can only play this magic array for a while, and there is no reaction.

Under the attack of the two, the monk surnamed Qiu increased his pressure sharply for a while, and when he saw this scene, he immediately scolded:

"Fuck Zhang Huaide! Lao Tzu is fighting here to the death, but you are attacking the formation, first work together to kill these two people, and divide the goods, isn't it beautiful! What a fool! ”

Zhang Huaide shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said with a smile:

"Boss, wait a minute, I'll break through this big array, and then I'll come back to help you!"

Demon cultivation tends to be profitable, these people are also in harmony because of profit, the big fat meat of Yuting Mountain is in front of him, no one will gnaw on those two hard bones, naturally he will take advantage of his inability to take advantage of the fact that he will carve up Yuting Mountain first.

'Although Li Qijing and Li Tongya died one after another, the shadow of the famous tree, who knows how many means the Li family has to press the bottom of the box? ’

The abacus in Zhang Huaide's heart crackled, smiled coldly, and said secretly:

"Just grab some property, once these two people are forced to hurry, what kind of magic power rune, what kind of sword and jade order, killing me and other little demon cultivators is like killing an ant......

Zhang Huaide has a secret technique in practice, and his perception is extraordinary, but as soon as he saw the [Blue Ruler Sword] in Li Yuanjiao's hand, he felt a chill in his eyebrows, and he had already retreated, and his heart was full of just thinking about grabbing one and running.

Just thinking about it in my heart, I saw several streamers rising in the distance, coming across the sky, and the first person, with a big bald head and a fur coat, scolded:

"Little Demon Cultivator, he actually offended my Immortal Mountain, and he wants to try the sharpness of the Immortal Sword!"

This person is An Partridge, who is now a cultivator of the eighth layer of Qi training, and he is already sweating profusely in a hurry, and his current heirs, An Siming and An Siwei, are in the great array of Yuting Mountain.

Zhang Huaide was unceremoniously, and as soon as he pinched his hand, a blood-colored magic light flew out, and he forcibly resolved many of his spells, and said with a smile:

"Ridiculous! There is no body cultivation! ”

An Parta Yan was already at the eighth level of Qi training, while Zhang Huaide was only at the sixth level of Qi training, but the "Blood Mo Law Book" was exquisite, and this Zhang Huaide mastered many secret methods, so he immediately became a mess with him.

Li Xuanxuan's face was tense, followed by a big axe, practicing qi at the seventh level, the decoration on his body looked like a descendant monk, and he was followed by an old monkey with a fourth-level qi training, which looked quite bluffing.

The demon cultivators below looked at each other, and stubbornly met a demon cultivator of the fifth level of qi training, took a few moves, and the apprehension on his face suddenly turned into ridicule, and replied:

"I thought it was such a big character!"

The next two streamers were the Tian family's uncles and nephews and Xu Gongming to help, and the three of them were all in the early stage of Qi training, and they could resist a demon cultivator in the early stage of Qi training.

The remaining two demon cultivators glanced at each other, seeing that they could not break through the Jade Court, they did not hesitate to abandon this large array and attack the Tian family's uncle and nephew together.

"Harm!"

Kong Heng, who was left on the ground by everyone, sighed, and the Zen staff in his hand suddenly struck, and he actually rose up in the wind as a mere monk, his hands were shining with golden light, and he sighed:

"Don't kill the donor!"

So, the Zen staff with the copper ring jingled and danced at great speed, enveloping the two demon cultivators, and bursts of golden light were released in their hands.

The two demon cultivators were shocked and shouted:

"Master Mage?!"

Shi Xiu is not the same as immortal cultivation, and he can only ride the wind until he is a mage, and his strength at this time is already comparable to the middle stage of foundation building, and he immediately scared the two of them enough, and the blood light on his body rose, and they each distanced themselves.

However, this golden light only forced their blood light back, and the two of them were stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, one of them holding a large shield, and shouted:

"I'm talking about how I can fly, and I'm still thinking about the mage, Yuan Lai is driving a magic weapon!"

The other man, whose face was quite similar to his, scolded and shouted:

"Huh... What a fool you are! The adults said in official language! ”

The two of them had a big voice, and they were stunned when they heard it, their eyes opened slightly, and they said in surprise:

"Zhao Guoren!"

It's just that the two of them came up with magic weapons again, and Kong Heng hurriedly propped up the Zen staff in his hand to block, causing him to retreat again and again, and the previous shield bearer replied:

"Agan! Don't be an enemy of the Buddha! ”

The other person held the pagoda in his hand, silent, but his hand was also a little looser, the empty balance was able to resist the strength of one person, but now he was fighting and retreating, so the stalemate continued.

"Two pieces of waste!"

Zhang Huaide heard it clearly, and couldn't help but scold twice, and An Partridge, who was beaten, retreated again and again, while the monk surnamed Qiu became more and more aggressive, but he was never able to get rid of the two.

Li Yuanjiao and Li Qinghong don't have many opportunities to cooperate, they were a little rusty at the beginning, but they became more and more proficient under the cooperation of the two compartments, Li Qinghong's thunder method broke the demon, Li Yuanjiao's sword qi was sharp, and the advantage became more and more obvious.

The monk surnamed Qiu has a weak heart, his exercise is the most hurtful magic weapon and body, and he has been invincible over the years, but he met the two people who practiced qi cultivation and had foundation building magic weapons in their hands, and they couldn't be eroded and moved, and they were suddenly embarrassed.

His eyes swept on the field, his anxious mood was much soothed, and the rest of the place was his own side that had the upper hand, and immediately entangled the two of them, and sneered:

"So what, the spear and sword qi are inferior after all, where can I break my spell!"

The words fell, and there were three streamers in the distance, naturally Xiao Guiluan and Mrs. Dou, the two daughters, and Li Qilang, the guest who came to the house.

Li Qilang practiced three layers of qi, his appearance was honest, and he followed behind honestly, Xiao Guiluan's phoenix eyes swept on the field, and said decisively:

"Save the Tian clan first!"

Tian Zhongqing's uncle and nephew's own cultivation skills are poor, and they don't have any good magic weapons and spells, and the magic of that demon cultivator is particularly powerful, and he has been defeated and retreated, and he is in danger.

Tian Zhongqing even ate this demon cultivator's hammer, and his internal organs were hot, his mouth was spitting blood, his face was flushed, his hands trembled, and he reluctantly spoke:

"Thank you!"

With the intervention of the three of them, the situation was reversed in an instant, Xiao Guiluan practiced the Xiao family's three-grade exercises, and the magic weapon in his hand, Chang Aya, was also quite powerful, and everyone worked together to beat the demon cultivator and call for help.

Seeing this, Zhang Huaide couldn't bear it anymore, and urged the spell to slap An Partridge away, and the blood in his hand was held high, condensing mana, and brewing a red light.

"Peng!"

But a purple thunderbolt came across and knocked down his charged spell.

It turned out that after such a delay, he also arrived in Dongshanyue, and now he is practicing qi at the fourth level, controlling the thunder in his hand, and turning to reinforce An Partridge.

Zhang Huaide was suddenly in a hurry, but An Partridge in front of him was blessed by the thunder of the Demon Breaker, and the originally precarious defensive position suddenly eased up, and it was even more difficult to break through.

"Chapter Shepherd Boy! Be smart! ”

was called by Zhang Huaide, which would suppress Li Xuanxuan and the old monkey to fight in the middle of the Qi cultivation Demon Cultivation Chapter Shepherd Tong was also anxious, and he used several spells in a row, and the blood and light flowed in the air.

But Li Xuanxuan in front of him looked precarious, but while spitting blood, he inexplicably held on, but he himself couldn't get back for a while, and was greeted by the old monkey from behind, and Zhang Huaide called him a stupid bird.

Li Qinghong looked at the situation gradually stabilizing, and glanced at his brother, Li Yuanjiao suddenly understood, picked up his sword and moved forward, while Li Qinghong pinched his hand and summoned a purple light.

"[Purple Fu Yuanguang Secret Method]!"

This is naturally one of the two secret methods in "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong", which originally lost its name, but Li Qinghong studied it for many years, and gradually mastered the subtlety of it, so he took a name himself.

At that moment, the slender hand was closed, gently rubbed, and a rich purple light was summoned, and then the void was used as a talisman to outline for a moment.

When the monk surnamed Qiu saw this posture, he was immediately shocked, put his hands together, pushed out a puff of white gas, and shouted:

"Grandma's, this is really moving! Zhang Huaide! Don't hide it anymore! ”

That Huaide's face was gloomy, he brushed the robe on his chest, the cuffs were windless, and the blood light came out of him, and he said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoists! Protect the Dharma for me! ”

(End of chapter)