Ying Ling looked at Li Shuishan with a smile, as if he remembered something and thought of something.

Li Shuishan said coldly: "You are not allowed to follow me anymore, I have my own things to do." ”

The infant spirit nodded silently and stood in place looking at the departing young figure, showing a smile again.

When Han Shixiu passed by those hungry and thirsty men, he caused a pair of fiery eyes, and kept hearing praise about muscles, as well as the slightest sound of sucking saliva, and the voice of the old naughty girl who hammered the stone with a wooden hammer, looked at his chest and secretly glanced at his chest, and said with an evil smile: "Fellow Daoist, please stay." ”

The old urchin couldn't help but drool, and said solemnly: "In the next session, there is a loose cultivation, strong skills, invincible, there are hundreds of kinds of magic books, as well as high-grade magic weapons, you see the wooden hammer in my hand, the broken stone only needs a thought, countless monks are kneeling at my hairy feet, licking the soles of my feet and asking me if I can send them down? I think they have no fate with these good treasures, on the contrary, you! Daoyou, you are really my destined person......

He swallowed his saliva again and said, "Daoist friends come down and have a sip of tea!"

Han Shixiu glanced at him and said gloomily: "There is something wrong." ”

Several scruffy monks laughed.

The old urchin sighed, "It's really uninteresting. ”

Han Shixiu stepped into the black void land, his eyes lost.

Li Shuishan's eyes burst into flames, his expression was astringent, there was a trace of sadness, he stopped and looked at the black shadow in the distance, and saw a floating mirror on the right, and the person on the mirror was a slightly delicate teenager. During this time, some things made him tired, but let him increase his composure, and he would not be as timid and cowardly as before, and he would hesitate to meet the darkness he had never seen.

He gently stroked the shadow on the mirror, and in a trance, the person in the mirror was also stroking his hand, he raised his finger and pointed at the mirror, and the person in the mirror also nodded his finger, like a heart-to-heart.

The man in the mirror seemed to be smiling, and he looked at each other calmly.

"Are you me? or the one who hides in my shadow?"

He raised his hand and touched it gently, and when he pinched it, the mirror shattered. The darkness in the distance suddenly turned white, like a dazzling cloud floating on the water, and there was a dead old man sitting on it, wearing a Taoist robe with a tattooed crane, his fingers were straight, he lowered his head lightly, held a handful of floating dust in his hand, and directly passed through Li Shuishan's body and ran to the direction of the infant spirit.

Li Shuishan turned his head and looked softly, raised his legs and stepped into the air, and continued to move forward.

There seemed to be a call in his heart, that is, to release his murderous aura and release his accumulated anger.

If you want to be released, you have to keep moving.

Li Shuishan clenched his fists, the suppressed anger kept lingering in his body, the water vapor around him evaporated, and the aura in front of him became thicker and thicker into the murderous aura, dripping rain, falling blood-colored rain.

The creatures that had been dripped by the rain were dying in agony, and he walked in the darkness and saw a clear island, on which stood four scruffy monks, their swords in their hands, the dead corpses pressed under their buttocks, with a bloody smile in their smiles, and sneered: "It's the taste of the living, since there is such a good food, then I reluctantly accept it." ”

"I haven't eaten human flesh for more than a year, the shabby old meat that has lost its teeth is not crisp at all, this young man's thin skin and tender meat, steamed and fried, if you can, then I will definitely look good in the past few years. ”

One of them, a middle-aged monk in rags holding a wood-grain blood knife, stood up, licked the knife, rushed into the sky, and said to Li Shuishan: "Daoist friends actually walked three floors by themselves, I don't know that this is a place where there is no hair, there are many wild monks in it, and there are some people who don't know life and death, and don't know what to eat?"

With his bare chest, he picked up the bloody knife and slashed it, and a blood-colored knife gradually fused from low to weak, expanding a zhang of blood qi, but when he arrived in front of Li Shuishan, he raised his hand a little, and after the surrounding blood qi was compressed, it exploded with a bang, and the cracked void instantly fused together and became nourishment.

The middle-aged monk's face changed abruptly.

"Daoyou turned out to have two more hits. ”

Li Shuishan absorbed the blood qi and couldn't stop the trembling of his body,

He took a step forward, his eyes were blood-red like dripping blood, and he said hoarsely: "You, damn it." ”

Li Shuishan flicked his sleeves, grabbed the sword of the reverse scale boy in front of him with his right hand, and the murderous aura of the dragon that had been hidden for a long time was compressed from the inside out, for fear of missing this moment of drawing the sword, at this time, cracks appeared in the compressed heavy blood qi, he took a deep breath and muttered: "Ghost art draw the sword." ”

He pulled out the sword of the Reverse Scale Boy from the scabbard, an invisible sword light dissipated with the dragon's groan, the middle-aged monk in tattered clothes retreated in horror, and shouted a spell in his mouth, before it could be cast, the sword shadow arrived, his hand pinched in the air, pierced his three fingers, and then entered the body, the three middle-aged monks on the island who were meditating with their eyes closed opened their eyes suddenly, gritted their teeth and said, "Fourth brother." ”

The three monks took out their magic weapons, there were rattan whips, swords, and a token, and they used their best strength, but the efficiency of using them after a while of fighting was too slow, as if it was not their own, and they took off again.

The two monks were in the early stage of the state of mind, one was the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm, and the one with the long beard conjured up an eight-clawed snake, rolled and bit down, approaching Li Shuishan's body, and was frightened by the aura left behind by his sword scabbard and the murderous aura around him.

The bearded monk gritted his teeth and slapped the snake's tail and roared, "Kill him." ”

The octopus spit out the core, couldn't help jumping up, felt the murderous aura of the sky one after another, rolled up its body and secretly went into the water, Tunshui spit out, and bit his blue robe, Li Shuishan took a step back, his face was calm, and he didn't give the slightest hesitation, quickly put away the scabbard, and slashed at the eight-clawed snake with the anti-scale boy sword in his right hand.

After three or four strokes, one of its claws was cut off, and after a while, two of its whiskers were shaved off.

The eight-clawed snake turned into a phantus and retreated, and the long-bearded monk joined hands with the two monks who came one after another to lay a large net, pinched his fingers, and the hundred-inch rotating disk fell, and the golden runes concealed a clear meaning of extinguishing evil, and the aura of some demons was integrated into it.

But when he was seriously too slow, he was still noticed by Li Shuishan, and he took a few steps back and gritted his teeth.

The three monks gritted their teeth and pulled back the big net and buckled it again, but they were blocked by murderous aura in front of him, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said in their mouths: "Not dead yet?"

The dotted lotus leaf on the top of Li Shuishan's head exerted force, his eyes were bleeding, and he said hoarsely: "I have to kill." ”

He completely lost his reason, and swallowed the aura in the air, the dantian instantly swelled, he held the Reverse Scale Boy Sword with one hand, and pointed a little at the air with the other, summoning a wooden sword, and with his ghost-killing posture, he slashed at the island below, sinking into the dust, destroying the corpses under their butts that they had wanted to struggle with.

The three of them gritted their teeth and glared angrily, and they even tried to kill him quickly, but they were shocked by the look of this young man who didn't seem to be strong, and after hesitating, they killed him again.

Li Shuishan raised his hand and took the initiative to attack, pinching the air in front of him, shattering the originally silent mirror.

He put away the peachwood sword, pinched his luck, and the aura around his body poured into his body, forming a blood-colored whirlpool, he swallowed it in one gulp, and the dantian in his body seemed to burst, as if he had broken through the condensation realm and entered the state of mind.

The three monks are extraordinary, they look a little hungry and poor, they have survived on this lonely island for many years, and the corpses that have been destroyed should be that they killed the strange monks in the past, refined the vitality, and took away the creation, I am afraid that they are like the escaped Bahu Dao people, refining the corpses of the same treasure.

If you look at it this way, it doesn't seem difficult to refine such treasures, and the little meaning in it lies in self-exploration.

The three monks pinched the trick at the same time, gritted their teeth and recited: "Secret art, three evil nights." ”

The sky suddenly darkened, and they melted into the night like wandering souls, and with the solid stones they dropped in their hands, the suspended breath around them was full of many mottled breaths, some bloody, some weird, some miserable, and the bodies of death fell, and the phantoms appeared in the night over and over again, as if they were going to be fake and real.

A black lacquered chain was thrown out, fell on Li Shuishan's neck, and pulled tightly, and the surrounding stones were like children crying, sticking to his body, pressing down on the murderous aura on his body, more and more, until there was only one head left.

Li Shuishan gritted his teeth and struggled around the stones

The head exploded at this moment, and three blood-colored heads were attached to his side, about to swallow, a clear white light swept in, and a young man in a white robe was standing behind him, he showed a cold look to the three people, and the secret skills of the three people dissipated at this moment.

The three of them were stunned and kept vomiting blood.

On the floating white cloud, the withered old man with the immortal crane robe stood up suddenly, his eyes were as white as a baby spirit, and the white cloud became a cloud sword at this moment, chasing and killing the three of them.

The infant spirit said slowly: "Kill, kill, them." ”

The dead old man raised his sword and approached them directly, and the three of them tried their best to cultivate and escaped, shouting in their mouths: "We have no enmity or grudge against our predecessors, why do you want to kill us?"

"If the seniors let us go, I will give you all the treasures on the spot, and there is a secret place. ”

"Senior, it was the young man who was hostile first, he wanted to kill me, so I fought back. ”

One of the three turned around to show respect, wanting to get the forgiveness of the old man who sat down, but he also had a jade plaque hanging from his waist, and he was ready to run away in his heart.

The remaining two monks were so frightened that they continued to run away, and before a pot of tea was over, three bloody human heads were held in the air by him, and the infant spirit smiled: "You, you, look, have you arrived?"

The murderous aura in Li Shuishan's eyes still did not dissipate, he put away the anti-scale boy sword, flicked open the undulating lenses in front of him with his fingertips, and responded coldly: "Thank you." ”

After he left, the infant spirit still kept smiling, and after a dozen breaths, Han Shixiu stepped over, he looked at the silent infant spirit, swallowed his saliva and asked, "Senior, why is the young man you are looking for missing?"

The infant spirit said calmly: "Chase." ”

It looked up into the distance.

Li Shuishan passed through a dark area, and he didn't see the end until a pair of big hands pressed on his shoulders, and a man cried and laughed: "Xiaoyou, I finally found you." ”

One man and one soul, dressed in tatters.

They wept and mourned: "Tibetan Taoist friends, I came to the mountains and seas with you, how did I run here by mistake? There was no food or drink, and there were many savage beasts, creatures that I had never seen, and those hungry and thirsty men who were like wolves and tigers. I am afraid that my chastity will not be guaranteed, and I will have a bad reputation in the future, even if others do not know, I ...... I'm worried, too. ”

Li Shuishan opened his blood-colored eyes and walked away without saying a word.

One person and one soul were stunned on the spot.

"Xiaoyou, what's wrong with you?"

They didn't have the sliding boat, and most of the magic weapons on their bodies were broken, originally in order to seek the people of destiny and protect the people of destiny, but now it seems that before they caught up with him, they were entangled in the mud on the road, and they couldn't get up in the mud, countless figures called behind them, and they also deeply felt the danger of this place was unusual.

The two of them had also seen the demonic form beyond their understanding, swallowing the heads of several monks and draining their blood.

Seeing is believing? Seeing is not believing?

They also kept reverberating in their heads, and he hoped it was all fake.

But they saw the teenager they were looking for.

But he was also a little indifferent to the two people who were looking for him.

In a darkness, Li Shuishan took out a blood-colored stone sword and gently inserted it into a wall, leaving a clear scratch.

They saw a swirling water vortex appear in the air, with a blood-colored stone sword in the middle, spinning and sinking, and then slowly suspended in the air, sinking again, and many water bubbles appeared behind them the moment they closed their eyes, pushing them into it together, and with a snap, a chess piece fell in the water, and a bright formation turned.

They all saw a figure looking at them, but they didn't know what it was.