Li Qinghong's body was boiling with thunder, the thunder pool was turbulent and undulating, and the "Sky Danger Sparrow" in the sea of qi was shining, stimulating a reddish-purple air flow and pouring into the immortal base.

She had followed a group of monks to fight with the demon cultivators, all the way to the hinterland, and fought with a demon cultivator of the Murong family, and the fight was inextricable.

Li Qinghong had already received his letter, and understood that Li Xizhi had taken three Huiqiu Dan in a row, and his serious injuries had not healed, so he was naturally eager to see this rainbow, and the enemy in front of him was difficult, so he immediately made up his mind.

So he turned the offensive, fought with his life, fought the enemy with his injuries and fled with blood, and used the [Bird Green Feather] Feather Green Streamer on his body, and drove the thunder stop and kept rushing over.

Yuqing Streamer is the original effect of this Wanling Sect feather coat, coupled with her thunderous speed, the two of them were immediately caught off guard.

"Qiu."

When Xiaojiafang City was robbed, Qiu Ji beat Li Xuanxuan seriously in Fang City, and his vitality was greatly damaged, and he killed Li Qinghong's own brother, Li Yuanyun, Li Xuanling's only son, and finally couldn't even find the bones.

Later, he raided the Li family and killed his uncle Tian Youdao, although Li Qinghong did not often mention it, but there was a lot of hatred in his heart, every time he thought about it, he only felt that the world was vast, and there was no chance to take revenge.

"You dare to harm my family..."

Now that new hatred and old hatred are pouring into his heart, Li Qinghong's purple light burst out, and the rich power of thunder surged into his palm, melting Qiu Ji's head, this demon cultivator let out a heart-rending roar, Li Qinghong said hatefully:

"On the day I blew my brother's body with a demonic wind, and now I come back one by one!"

The blazing white thunder gushed out, Qiu Ji's figure melted in the white air that was constantly struggling, the thunder was the best at breaking demons and removing evil, this purple thunder made him taste the pain of Wan Leijia's body, and his body and soul were dissolved cleanly, leaving no trace at all.

Imprisoned to bear the thunder scattered, from head to toe and the soul dissipated, even Shi Xiu, who was famous for his reincarnation and escape, had to die violently, and the black smoke dissipated, I am afraid that even Zhenjun would not be able to save him.

"If it weren't for the wrong timing... I can't spend more time with him, and I have to torture him a lot to take revenge..."

Li Qinghong killed one person, and the "Sky Danger Sparrow" in her body was ready to move, and her purple and blue streamer was originally a thunder brilliance that echoed with [Bird Green Feather], but now the thunder is thicker, and the purple is becoming more and more obvious.

She glanced back, and the purple-cyan streamer turned again, and suddenly disappeared in place, leaving the sound of thunder still echoing in the clouds.

Ge Demon Tou escaped for several miles, and several blood pills in his skin exploded, gradually returning to their original speed, and finally came out of the strange Fushui magic weapon, and his heart slowly fell.

"I'm afraid I'm busy torturing Qiu Ji..."

The thought in his heart only jumped slightly, the cold hairs on his body exploded, and his heart was hot and painful, and he hurriedly turned around and pushed out the magic weapon, and said in horror:

"Dao Friendly said! Dao Friendly Say! I have nothing to do with that person, so I don't have to ruin my century-old karma..."

"Boom."

Only the magic weapon in the hand of the long-feathered clothed female cultivator responded to him, and he saw the purple magic bottle flying high, and several thunderbolts gushed out from it, smashing into his magic pot.

"Oops!"

This magic weapon intersected with his mind, and Ge Motou coughed up blood when he landed, and he suffered such a blow from the thunder, and the black gas on the purple-black magic jar was rising, and at least five years of recuperation time was missing.

Li Qinghong has a new feather coat, his combat power has reached a higher level, and his qi is being blessed again, the thunder light is flowing, where can he be accommodated, the spear picks out a thunder shadow, and when the chest is pierced.

"Boom!"

The thunder brilliance flickered again, Li Xizhi looked at the flickering purple light in the clouds, his heart relaxed, and he suddenly felt tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, Li Quantao asked in a daze:

"That's Qinghong senior?"

"It's my aunt."

A smile appeared on Li Quantao's face, and he shook his head and said:

"Lei Fa is the first class to break demons and punish evil, and the strength of the seniors is strong, which really makes my juniors admire."

Li Xizhi also had a sense of shock in his heart, Qiu Ji was not weak, at least a few points stronger than many clan cultivation foundations, if he had not been seriously injured, although he could defeat this demon cultivator, it would be difficult to kill him.

Although Li Qinghong had the blessing of Lei Fa, he was unexpected, he shot with all his strength, and it was also a terrifying thing to kill this person within a few moves, and he was happy and worried in his heart:

"First, my aunt's strength has grown again... Secondly... I'm afraid my aunt has been injured and inspired the 'Sky Sparrow'..."

The Sky Danger Sparrow is a qi that specializes in fighting methods, Li Xizhi doesn't think that this Ge Demon can escape, he is only worried about Li Qinghong's injury, the two of them breathe a little, and Yu Yuwei, the old man, has already leaned over.

Although Li Quantao had some prejudices against him, he still greeted him politely, but Li Xizhi did not show it on his face, and he also had some doubts in his heart:

"What is Yu Yuwei's injury? When he shot against Tuoba Chongyuan, he was very strong, but there was something wrong with Fang Cai..."

The three demon cultivators that Yu Yuwei was hostile to were not Qiu Ji and Ge Demon Heads, but they were just foundation-building demon cultivators born from ordinary blood books, and they shouldn't stop the old man from dying like this.

A thunderbolt from Li Qinghong immediately scared the demons away, which made Li Xizhi have some doubts about the strength of those three demon cultivators, and his heart sank.

Several people were not in a good state, and they didn't dare to stay here longer, so they hurriedly flew in the direction of the purple light in the wind, chasing them all the way for dozens of miles, and there were already several magic lights chasing after them, and the more Li Xizhi looked at it, the colder it became:

"There is too much disparity between friend and foe... In the past dozens of miles, I have only seen the demonic qi and not the immortal light, and the strength of the cultivators led by him is not bad, it should never be like this... It seems that there are reinforcements from demon cultivators. ”

A few people stopped for a while, and then saw the purple light turning, Li Qinghong's expression was solemn, holding a magic jar full of cracks in one hand, and the heavy purple light in the other hand was constantly refining a black ball, and the corners of her lips were full of blood, and she was relieved to see a few people.

Li Qinghong is also aware of the situation, Tang Sedu and Li Xuanfeng respectively led people from the east and south, and the east side of the country was damaged one after another, and there was already a tendency to rout, she flew for dozens of miles and did not see a colleague, she didn't dare to stay longer, and would rather be injured than kill this person in a hurry.

After a pause, he said softly:

"Let's retreat to the south first, there are fewer demon cultivators there."

The three of them all nodded in response, Yu Yuwei was calm, he couldn't see anything unusual, and the three of them didn't say anything, they listened to the roar echoing in the sky, the golden light flashed, and a magic voice said sharply:

"Tang Sedu!!"

The buzzing sound was endless, Yu Yuwei's old eyes glanced around, and several demon clouds were slowly approaching him, the old man was full of doubts, and his heart was a little uneasy:

"Why are there so many demon cultivators? Why don't you see the rest of the people? ”

Before the old man could express his doubts, a mighty magic voice sounded immediately, hoarse, with a fierce killing intent:

"[Qi Wangxuantian listens] Mingdong! This man is suspicious! Divide it quickly! ”

……

"Hum..."

Li Xuanfeng pulled the bow again, the golden bowstring was full of fierce brilliance, he squinted slightly, Murong En of the Murong family in the distance was holding his stomach, releasing black qi all over the sky.

There are many Taoist traditions in the Murong family, and Murong En's cultivation is obviously different from that of Murong Wu, but it is closer to that Maha Murong Xia, and his body is a piece of mud that is put together.

And he didn't know how many things were contained in his stomach, in addition to the black qi, there were also scattered all kinds of magic weapons, and sometimes black clouds turned into human figures and flew out of the air.

"It's not a demon cultivator, it's like a mage..."

"Hum..."

The golden arrows on Li Xuanfeng's waist jumped back and forth, most of them were dazzling gold, depicting bright white Xuanwen, only one of them stayed quietly aside, showing gold and red, and it was more slender and graceful.

This golden and red arrow was catalyzed by the coincidence of the two foundation-building level leaders casting spells and fighting in the cave heaven back then, and it was a treasure at the bottom of the box, so naturally it would not be used easily, and only a golden arrow jumped out.

This Xuanwen arrow slowly climbed up to two layers of gold, one was lighter and sharper, the other was darker and heavier, the two golden lights intertwined and jumped, gathering on the arrow, the buzzing sound continued to sound, and the demon cultivator in front of him was obviously a beat slower.

"Damn it!"

With a dazzling gathering of golden light, Murong En felt pain in his eyebrows again, and his heart was so hateful that it seemed that a breath was blocked in his chest, and he used his mana again:

"No wonder Murong Wu died, this person's bow technique is unbelievable, the magic weapon in his hand, the spiritual clothes on his body are not weak, [Qi Wang Xuantian listened] said that he was born with divine power, and the trick is in the palm of his hand... Indeed, it is rare..."

Although he hated it very much in his heart, he also had to admit that this person's strength seemed to have taken some pills and used some secret methods, and the arrows he shot out had two mana, one sharp and unparalleled, and the other was worn and destroyed, which was difficult to deal with.

The sense of danger in the center of his eyebrows became stronger and stronger, and his heart suddenly cooled, and a thought had already surfaced in his mind:

"He's going to hit me in the left arm!"

In an instant, his left arm turned into a black cloud and drifted away, and the golden brilliance had already passed through several miles behind him, Murong En let out a painful cry, his face was gloomy, and he was both happy and resentful:

"If it weren't for the fact that the adults gave the spiritual weapon [Qi Wang Xuantian Listening], I would be able to hear the landing point of his Xuantian arrow... Damn... Wait..."

Although his body converged at any time, Li Xuanfeng Jin Ya did not say that he would hide, as long as he fell, he would immediately beat him in pain, Jin Gang struggled on the surface of his body, cutting off a piece of demonic energy.

Although Li Xuanfeng at this end defeated this demon cultivator, he was depressed in his heart, very suspicious, his gray eyes stared at him twice, and his heart sank:

"Obviously, there are two demon cultivators... Where is the other one? ”

Li Xuanfeng hit here, he felt that something was wrong, the three of them had fought nearly a hundred times, and most of Murong En's demon body had been destroyed, although the cry was miserable, but he never had the intention of retreating.

"What is he waiting for..."

Li Xuanfeng was suspicious at this point, and glanced at Tang Shidu coldly with narrow eyes, if it weren't for this guy who had been guarding against him from beginning to end, he was bound and didn't dare to let go of his hand to deal with the demon cultivator on the opposite side, where could he still let this demon hold out until now?

The mage was already good at playing with people's hearts, Tang Shi was tied up and on guard, how could Murong En on the other side not see it, he deliberately did not attack him with all his strength, and targeted Li Xuanfeng everywhere, beware of the spiritual arrows he shot.

Li Xuanfeng had no choice but to look at the cultivators in the fog with a deep face, his subordinates were better, Lin Shouye's strength was good, and the talisman sword in Zhuang Cheng's hand was even sharper, and the two had already cut down the demon cultivators who were fighting.

Kong Heng and Wu Shao dragged the three demon cultivators, and the strength of Lingu Lanying was also outstanding, and the demon cultivator's body in front of him was almost collapsed, and the rest of the cultivators only broke one, and even Bai Yinzi barely supported it.

"Qinghong went to the Tang Setto..."

Li Xuanfeng looked at the falling immortal light and rampant demonic energy, and an ominous premonition slowly rose in his heart, he had a slight upper hand here, but Tang Sedu's group of subordinates had already been defeated, and there were no immortal lights in the rampant demon clouds...

"What a mess... I don't know how Xi Zhi is... Qinghong should have gone to the rescue..."

The golden bow in Li Xuanfeng's hand was slowly filled, but a gloomy color slowly appeared in his eyes, this face was already fierce, and his gray eyes were full of fierceness, which was even more daunting.

"No... Not true..."

Li Xuanfeng's heart was like a boulder slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake, and the golden light silently rose from his arms, and a terrifying conjecture came to mind:

"Tang Shidu..."

Why was the Zhu Xiu led by Tang Sedu almost wiped out so easily? Is this person really wary of him being restrained in such an urgent task? He Tang is a well-known [Changtian Halberd], even if he can't use his fists and kicks, it is enough for the other party to eat a pot, and the fight is actually grinding, as if there is no such person......

His eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and a thought appeared coldly in his heart, this thought was enough to shake the cultivators, and Yanshan Pass was almost broken:

"Tang Shi is scared... He's afraid of slaying the dragon... He's afraid..."

His golden bow only stopped in the air for a moment, and a stream of light appeared on his body, and the Murong En magic light and blood light in front of him suddenly slammed, and there was a clanging sound in his chest, and the demon roared like an explosion with a deafening roar:

"Tang Setto!"

'Tang Sedu! ’

"Boom!"

A piercing mana roar sounded, and a little golden white jumped out of the endless black, shaking countless mulberry leaves on the ground, and the flesh and bones on the mausoleum were swept up by the wind and fell from the sky.

A white-gold halberd has been gathering momentum for a long time, breaking out of the thick sea of clouds, the golden light is like the rising morning light sweeping away all evils, and like a golden pill jumping out of the endless clouds and mist, it stabs impressively!

This long halberd rolls in the wind and clouds, bringing out twelve white-gold branches, and the strong mana is constantly rolling on it, and the qi blade is graceful and smooth, showing the power of the accumulated years.

The golden light rolled upward, climbed up along the soft armor that was bright to some white, and jumped up on the thick arms, shining Tang Shidu's calm and ruthless expression, his slender five fingers firmly holding the white round handle.

The halberd pointed directly at Li Xuanfeng!

This halberd didn't know how long it had been accumulating, like a golden lightning bolt in the dark night, but it was silent and sharp, much faster than the sound of Murong En's roar, this halberd stabbed in front of him, and then he heard the magic sound rolling:

"[Qi Wangxuantian listens] Mingdong! This man is suspicious! Divide it quickly! ”

(End of chapter)