The flames were boiling, flowing down the sky, and the hand on his neck was getting tighter and tighter, and Situ Mo still couldn't figure it out.

Why?

Li Zhouwei was able to find him on the vast river, Situ Mo was suspicious at first, and then quickly relieved and understood, Li Zhouwei could find himself, and there must be a Zifu behind him, but why did Li Zhouwei show up? Isn't it good to escape into the East China Sea in one go?

You Zifu can't count Li Zhouwei, can you still count Situ Mo? Even if he Situ Mo was released by the Purple Mansion, he had magical powers, how could he not have eyeliner? No matter how Li Zhouwei withdraws, he will definitely not be able to move faster than Zifu.

'Why do you have to get rid of my sword!' ’

'Unless... The Purple Mansion who guided Li Zhouwei was to lure him to get rid of me... But Zifu's eyes must be on me, even if he uses that talisman again... Can you just run away? ’

But he didn't have time to speak, Mingyang and Tianguang boiled and gushed out from his face, and the Shangyao Fuguang at the center of Li Zhouwei's eyebrows blew Situ Mo's entire head into white flesh and blood, and the hot blood gushed out in an instant, evaporating into a golden flame and flying.

The master of the bored gold gate, who had fought with the Li family for four generations, finally melted clean in the blazing bright sun, leaving only two storage bags and a dull golden diamond-patterned vestment hanging on the halberd, and the two cuffs were bulging high and fluttering in the wind.

"Whoa."

The bright golden needle fell from the sky, floating and falling on the surface of the river, this precious set of foundation-building magic weapons was taken up by the skylight, and floated back into the air, Li Zhouwei took out the halberd, and his body turned into light.

"Boom!"

As Situ Mo fell, the sky quickly brightened, and the trees around the salty lake moved, and every leaf rattled and drooped.

The calm water surface rippled sharply, and the huge golden slam hit the salty lake, hooking the sky, causing the clouds to dissipate and the fog to disperse, and the meaning of cold autumn was pervasive.

Situ Mo, as the pinnacle of foundation building and practicing the secret method, the monk of the Purple Mansion was in sight, accidentally landed on the road, and died suddenly, without much loss of sex and life, and the celestial phenomena were also vigorous, fast and fast.

This golden scab and the sky, soon drooped down, touching the surface and bed of the salty lake, the son of the earth, this scene was instantly gorgeous a hundred times, the surface of the salty lake was blue, blue, red, the leylines vibrate, obviously there are mineral veins in the ground.

Li Zhouwei did not suppress the vision of the other party's death, the change of color of the sky and the vibration of the earth attracted all directions to look at him in an instant, not only did he not flee to the East China Sea, but instead lit up the magic light, the bright light flashed, appeared in the sky by the river, two fingers in front of his chest, urging mana.

"Boom!"

The river is murmuring, the sky is hazy, there is already the brilliance of the morning light, a clear pass emerges out of thin air, the white bricks are stacked on top of each other, the corner tower rises, the golden is brilliant, the momentum breaks through the sky, and shines in all directions in the clouds.

This Mingguan was urged by Li Zhouwei with all his might, the brilliance shone on the salty lake, visible from far and near, attracting the four directions to watch, Li Zhouwei stood with a halberd, wearing a platinum armor, standing under the Mingguan.

The view here is extremely wide, once on the shore of the salty lake of Xuanyue Gate, he just stood, the eyes of the void had already been cast one by one, and even a faint light roared from the river, stopping on the lake not far away suspiciously.

Li Zhouwei still didn't move, the platinum armor on his body became more and more brilliant under the bright light, he stationed the halberd on the ground, raised his eyebrows and looked at the sky, the sound shook like thunder.

"Mochizuki Li Zhouwei is here! Since you want to kill me and get rid of the trouble, let's do it quickly! ”

The sound rolled and spread over the surface of the lake, and there was a brief silence before anyone answered.

Li Zhouwei's hand holding the halberd of Dasheng turned slightly white, and he stood the halberd in the air with a "sonorous", and sat cross-legged under the Ming Pass like this, and took out a jade box from behind his back.

This jade box is as green as jade, the lines are bright, and the lid slides open smoothly, and a handful of green edges appear from it.

This sword is four feet five inches long, blue and white, the edge is white, quite magnificent, the brilliance is sparkling like water, and there are two ancient characters engraved in the middle of the seal:

【Blue Ruler】

In the cold light, the sword seemed to be beating slightly, the hilt of the sword was tied with ordinary black cloth, the original owner cut it very finely, the edges were rounded, and words faintly appeared along the sword spike.

[Annihilation]

[Seven-foot green copper] is the gold of Taiyin and Shaoyin, which has been maintained for many years, and the blue and white are more intense, even if the bright light in the sky is so brilliant, there is still a sword light rushing to the sky.

Li Zhouwei put the jade box on his lap like this and waited quietly.

A little bit of bright light quickly appeared on the surface of the river, from far and near, and after two breaths, there were already six white-and-gray monks riding the wind, getting closer and closer to the lake.

These six people's clothes are gray and white, and their clothes are golden, which is the wearing of Changxiaomen, and the person at the head is handsome, tall, with two eyebrows and sideburns, it is really a fairy wind bone, and at a glance it is a master disciple of the fairy gate, but his expression is a little complicated.

Seeing that the young man was standing still under the Ming Pass, this man lifted his sleeves and did not make a move immediately, but turned his head and asked:

"Where is the real person, this person escaped to the salt lake, told me to wait in the moon and pounced, and now that I have reached this realm, why can't I see the real person?"

The monk on the side replied:

"Uncle Yunan, Zhaojing is outside, there is no reason for the Purple Mansion in the sea to build a foundation for private harm, and Chengyan Zhenren should wait for me in Taixu."

Yu Nanzi has been stationed overseas all the year round, and he has a violent temper, but he still understands things at home, and when he heard this, a fire rose in his heart, and he said quickly:

"White sideburns, are you just too cowardly, what are you afraid of him? This is the Purple Mansion Seed, I heard that there is a fate, it is much more terrifying than Zhaojing, let him get away, isn't it more dangerous? Let the real person be slapped to death, Mochizuki Li is still on the lake, he still has a weakness in his hand, Zhaojing dares to harm a disciple of my family, I will kill the Li family when I pinch it, what can he do? ”

The white sideburns whispered:

"Uncle Shi is used to killing people overseas, but it is not the same thing at home, the Li family is related to several Zifu, and they are also the immortal clan of Zifu, and there are even several in-laws of Zifu, and real people also have a death, and they are also afraid of this method, so they can brutalize the descendants of Zifu in such a grand manner, which is not something that the family can bear."

"It's just a cowardice to leave it for trouble! … There are many ambushes on the lake... Let him run away, [Mountain Twilight Moves Yue Suo] was not here, and there was one less Situ Mo. ”

The white manecome could only try to appease him, and replied:

"Uncle Shi, don't be angry, fortunately, several real people have paid attention to Situ Mo, and Cheng Yan Zhenren even ordered me to wait on the lake to guard according to the order of the big real person, and the other end personally followed Situ Mo, and now it can be regarded as caught."

"What's more, Cheng Yan Zhenren said... Li Zhouwei is too dangerous, and the sects are even more inclined to arch fire, if something is wrong, he will personally take action, and he will take revenge to capture Li Zhouwei back, and always try a way to lose a little first. ”

"Situ Mo is not used to fish for him! Without Situ Mo, do you know how many things you can't do! ”

Yu Nanzi replied with anger suppressed, and the group of people had already stopped on the lake one by one.

Yu Nanzi looked at it from a distance, looked at the Ming Pass in the clouds, saw the amazing momentum, and gradually became serious, stared at the young man carefully, shook his sleeves, and said:

"Take the sword, I'll catch him the same!"

Several people immediately approached, and Yu Nanzi moved his fingers to prepare to pinch the trick, the young man immediately raised his eyebrows and looked, a pair of golden eyes pierced over, Yu Nanzi was slightly stunned, and the anger in his heart gradually turned into palpitations:

'No wonder the big man wants to arrest him...'

But in the face of the sudden arrival of the six people, Li Zhouwei didn't say a word, nor did he pinch the trick to cast spells, and the first action made by this young man was to tie the blue-white sword to a conspicuous place in the armor.

Several people were treated with such contempt, and glanced at each other, the white sideburns had already taken out a circle of light from his sleeve, only the size of a palm, the thickness of his fingers, he pinched the circle with two fingers, and the other looked at the people under his eyes, silently puzzled:

'Strange...'

Time does not allow him to think too much, one more hour is one more variable, this monk did not spare his hand at all, came up and took out the spiritual weapon, raised the aperture in his hand, and said:

"Dispel the light, the sun is dark and the stars are declining, don't make open fires, don't be angry..."

Between the words, Yu Nanzi had already led people to pounce, this long hand held a slender sword, the sword released a circle of golden brilliance, the shot was decisive, one step ahead of others to chop the long sword.

Li Zhouwei glanced at him, pulled up the halberd, and used force with one hand, this long halberd suddenly carried a raging black flame, like a dragon out of the water, Yu Nanzi relied on himself to practice for two more years, and he was overseas all the year round, and he was not afraid of him, facing the halberd light.

"Sonorous!"

Hearing only a metal sound, Yu Nanzi's long sword suddenly rose uncontrollably, and the Gengjin magic light on the sword was eroded by the black flame and disappeared cleanly, but Li Zhouwei was not forgiving, a halberd resisted, and the center of his eyebrows suddenly gushed out with the light of Shangyao Fuguang, and galloped away.

This Shangyao Fuguang Jin Cancan suddenly magnified, this spell was blessed by the Fu Plunder Gold, piercing far and near, and it was not coming towards Yu Nanzi, but towards the white sideburns who cast a spell a little farther away in an instant.

The speed of Shangyao Fuguang was extremely fast, and the white sideburns never thought that Li Zhouwei would resist the five people and be willing to deal with him, but this time he was caught off guard, and a halo appeared on the white sideburns, barely blocking it, burning so that the flames were bursting and squeaking.

The spell of the white sideburns paused, causing a halo of light and darkness in his hand, and several people were despised by this, so they only waved their magic weapons, and Li Zhouwei's halberd was lifted back, across his chest, and the spells of the left and right people were scattered, and the two black light halberds were immediately dissipated, blocking the enemy's magic weapons.

The remaining fire spell is urgent and fierce, in the shape of a bird, with some strange brown and yellow, it seems to be blessed with spiritual fire, it is not a simple spell, it is extremely powerful, and before it reaches the heart, it has already given birth to flames in all directions.

A small flag immediately appeared behind Li Zhouwei, and the five-color fire swept up, hitting the fire and resisting it, who knew that the color of the fire changed, and a sword suddenly freed up from it.

This sword is raging from the fire, the light is flickering, and the sword aura is like a rainbow, it is actually the art of the sword.

"Senior Brother Zhuang is a good spell!"

This makes the person who leaves the fire also a powerful character, Yu Nanzi knew that he was powerful, so he specially ordered him to come, and at this moment he also drew his sword, and the long-brewing spell was urged, releasing the wind of Xi Qi, and also forced Li Zhouwei.

Li Zhouwei was not in a hurry, the Ming Pass behind him suddenly brightened, and the sky shone brightly, gently suppressing the speeding fire sword, and the halberd shook a shot and stabbed back at the surrounding people.

He supported the five people of Changxiao alone, and for a while he did not have the appearance of a stumbling figure, in the face of the wind of Yu Nanzi, he was not afraid, the halberd swept, and on the side of his face, the Shangyao Fuguang at the center of his eyebrows hit the sword of the monk surnamed Zhuang.

Although the white sideburns on the side were interrupted by him, the Tao was profound, and the spell had been cast in a few breaths, and he threw the aperture lightly, quickly enlarged in the air, turning into the size of a courtyard, and the thickness of his embrace, and a burst of spiritual light was released from the circle, enveloping everything around.

In an instant, the color of the Ming Pass behind Li Zhouwei suddenly dimmed, and the flames in the small flag from the fire were extinguished, and even the light at the center of his eyebrows shrank by a week.

Only the black flames on the halberd were raging, and there was no color to disappear, and even forced the spiritual light sprinkled from the sky back by three points.

"Spiritual weapons."

Li Zhouwei held the halberd, and the wind of Yunanzi was still spinning on the halberd, and Mingyang's mana was expelled one after another, and the mana on both sides invaded, making him have to take a step back.

The monks surnamed Yu Nanzi and Zhuang are all descendants of the Purple Mansion, and the remaining three are slightly weaker, but there are also two who are in the late stage of foundation building, and the white sideburns in the sky want to manipulate the spiritual weapon for the time being, and the monks sent by Changxiao obviously want to eat him.

He stood still, but several monks from the Changxiao Gate gradually scattered and surrounded him, and the white sideburns were running spiritual weapons in the sky, looking at him carefully, and the doubts in his heart still did not dissipate like shadows.

"There's no order from a real person yet... It's weird, whether it's besieged or captured alive... There has to be an order! ”

The wind was gusting in the long sky, and the white sideburns were even a little absent-minded, he raised his eyebrows, and a touch of cyan appeared in the sky higher, which was blowing in the northwest direction.

The white sideburns are the high cultivators of Changxiaomen, of course he understands what the cyan in the sky is, it is the [Baosui Spring Breeze] of the Sword Gate, flying from the top of the Sword Peak, all the way to the salty lake and the sea breeze of the day, nourishing the south of the Yangtze River, it is also a good thing, but no one dares to collect it in the realm of the Sword Gate.

'[Baosui Spring Breeze] walked the Jianmen realm before combining with the sea breeze... Is this the way? Why did you blow to the Xuanyue Gate...'

His expression stiffened, and a white light suddenly lit up in his hand, and he suddenly grabbed a person from mid-air.

The white sideburns grabbed his throat and said coldly:

"Whose realm is this! Xuanyue was not Ye... Have you eaten it? ”

This person was also a nearby cultivator, and hurriedly said in fear:

"The Priest... Xuanyue has long been without a lakeside boundary! I heard that the area around the salt lake has been returned to Jianmen in private, and it has long been the boundary of Jianmen... Xuan Miao also hurriedly sent the territory over, from this area to the north, even more than half of the salt lake is the boundary of Jianmen! ”

"My lord, I heard that when Jian Xiu looked up from this place, he could even see the sword light on the sword peak!"

These monks with white sideburns have been in retreat for many years, and as soon as they got out of the pass, they were dragged to the lake to ambush, only a day or two before and after, only knowing that Xuanyue was annexed by Du Xian, where did they know so much, and their hearts suddenly shocked:

"I see! No wonder... Unexpectedly, I fell into the net... No wonder! ”