This is their hiding place, and there are many masters!

Song Shidao is a top master in the Central Plains, and his magic is mysterious!

Li Yanchu wore a straight and simple long knife hanging from his waist.

The eyes are cold.

Now that he's found a place, he doesn't talk nonsense.

He took a step directly and pressed his hand on the head of the human-skinned woman as fast as lightning.

Bang!

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

The scorching qi and blood destroyed the human skin woman in an instant!

Ashes!

The Song Shidao people led by him were instantly dumbfounded.

The rest of the crowd also looked different!

This is fucking called an ordinary secular martial artist!?

You got a donkey kick in the head!?

Li Yanchu's body at this time was like a raging furnace, which made people dare not look at it.

The woman in human skin did not understand until she died.

Isn't this young man on par with himself, and he has been fighting back and forth!?

Why can you kill yourself in one move now?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Li Yanchu's body moved, like a tiger descending the mountain!

In the blink of an eye, three barbarian-looking men were killed!

The body was directly blown up and turned into a blood mist in the sky!

"Run!"

Song Shidao's face, who had just maintained a mysterious and calm temperament, changed suddenly!

After a loud shout, his figure fled frantically outside.

Li Yanchu's body flashed, and he stretched out his hand.

Song Shidao people are like being immobilized by immortals.

You can't move directly in the air!

The strange woman who was blind could sense all this with her mental power, and her expression changed greatly.

Immediately urged the psychic technique.

Her mouth began to chant obscure and difficult incantations.

It speaks the ancient sacrificial language of the barbarians outside the Guanwai.

Please get on the body!

She invited a great spirit, one of the horror legends outside the gates.

And it's the kind that comes out on top.

"Punish evil and dispel easy, and borrow the law!"

Li Yanchu pinched the Dao Gate method in his hand and shouted.

The shamanic spell in the mouth of the bewitching woman was suddenly unpronounced.

Li Yanchu used the same technique as Fang Cai to fix his body, with the help of the power of the Pure Heart Jade Pendant.

Broke the psychic spell of the bewitching woman with the Daomen God Curse!

At this time, Song Shidao's body had already returned to control and heard Li Yanchu's words.

Not only a look.

Taoist Divine Mantra!?

The hatred in his heart for the human skin woman can be described as a surging river!

Brought back such a killing god from outside!

"You belong to that force, what is the purpose of coming here, say it, I will let you go!"

Li Yanchu said in a deep voice.

Originally, he shot to suppress the killing.

One is because the enemies he deals with are all stronger than him, and he can't kill them without thunder.

Nor does it have the means to deter the enemy.

Now it's a little better, but what I have in my hands is still a domineering killing power.

It's just that the strength has improved, and it is relatively calm, but try to interrogate the opponent.

Song Shidaoren showed a hesitant look on his face, and quickly made up his mind.

This young man's strength is too terrifying, and he is not his opponent at all.

Betrayal will certainly be met with tragic revenge!

But at this time.

Nothing is more important than being alive!

He was just about to talk about the conditions.

The blind alien woman suddenly sneered: "It's just wishful thinking that you want to ask something out of our mouths, and you will kill us if you have a kind!" ”

Song Shidaoren: "."

This woman is a fanatical fellow, Li Yanchu analyzed in his heart.

"Then forget it!"

He directly took out the gossip mirror and took a picture of the woman!

A bright white divine light came out of the gossip mirror.

Bang!

The interracial woman with an extremely bewitching figure was directly hit.

Before he had time to scream, he was beaten and destroyed!

Died instantly.

Li Yanchu held the gossip mirror and turned to Song Shidaoren, his face was grim.

"Wait a minute! I said! ”

"I didn't say I wouldn't say it!?"

Song Shidao lost his voice.

Today's young people are so vigorous!

Li Yanchu stopped the movements of his hand when he heard this, and stared at Song Shidaoren with cold eyes.

Everyone in this courtyard is a grudge-ridden and heinous kind of person.

Song Shidao people are no exception.

It's just that this person's body is still full of pure energy, showing that he was once a virtuous Taoist master.

It's just that I don't know why, and I'm down to what I am now.

Song Shidao hurriedly said: "We are the subordinates of Grand Master Bantu, and we were ordered to find something among the passing merchants. ”

"It's a bronze key."

Li Yanchu frowned when he heard this.

Bronze Key!?

At this time, instead of looking for the Vientiane Heavenly Palace, what kind of key is it looking for......... Could it be the key to the Vientiane Heavenly Palace?

Li Yanchu's brows tightened, the news at this time was definitely inseparable from the Vientiane Heavenly Palace.

His eyes twitched slightly, revealing a chill.

In any case, this key must be an important clue.

At this time, every clue about Vientiane Heavenly Palace is precious.

The more information you have, the better it is!

"You are Archmage Bantu's subordinates, why don't you go to look for the Vientiane Heavenly Palace, but instead find some key here?"

Song Shidaoren shook his head and said, "I don't know, Archmage Bantu has betrayed shamanism and become a wild ghost wandering outside the gate!" ”

Li Yanchu's brows furrowed slightly when he heard this.

It's such a mess!

It was Archmage Bantu's men who came to intercept the caravan and capture the Bronze Key......... It is not directly related to the actions of shamanism.

Li Yanchu flashed a lot of thoughts in an instant, there was a problem here.

The shamans captured Lao Bai, but it was the traitorous Archmage Bantu who was looking for the key.

Don't shamans need keys?

Or is this not one key, and Mage Bantu is looking for another!?

"How many people are still killing the caravan, you are definitely not enough."

Li Yanchu said in a deep voice.

Song Shidaoren looked at Li Yanchu and couldn't help but bow his head.

There seemed to be a flash of thunder in those eyes, which shocked the heart and made people dare not look directly.

But.

This Taoist from the land south of the Yangtze River is very simple to sell his teammates at this time.

"Also in charge of the caravan is the shamanic sorcerer Atamu, who is a close confidant of Archmage Bantu and is proficient in shamanic sorcery. Outsiders like me are not valued and trusted. ”

"I don't have much contact with him, and I don't know how to contact him."

"Every time, Archmage Bantu contacted me with a blood raven and gave instructions."

Song Shidao said slowly.

Li Yanchu's eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring at Song Shidaoren's face.

"So, not only can't you find Atamu, but you can't contact Master Bantu?"

Song Shidaoren's face changed suddenly: "Yes, but you said that you would let me go if you told me the truth!" ”

Li Yanchu suddenly smiled: "Don't be nervous, I won't forget what I said." ”

Song Shidao stared at Li Yanchu cautiously.

He took out a portrait from his bosom of a young boy who was flying away.

It was a picture he specially drew when he asked Xu Lingsu, a descendant of painting.

"Have you seen this man?" Li Yanchu asked.

Song Shidaoren shook his head lightly when he was amazed by the skill of the painter.

He took out three more portraits from his bosom with three people on them.

A burly man, a gray-haired old man, and a black-robed man.

"Do you know the three of them?"

(End of chapter)