"The bronze medal in your hand is his means, your blood is stained, and the life of the bronze medal is intersected, that thing must have been sacrificed by him, and then wait for your blood and the bronze medal to merge for a while, as long as his thoughts move, you will be restrained by him!"

Li Bochen thought for a while, and said in his heart: "Your Excellency, if you think about it like this, if I run away, the formation will not become stronger, and you will be finished." If I don't run, I will be refined into a formation by that old man, forcing you and Shanjun to continue to fight and lose both, and you will also be finished. So why did you save me?"

", of course, because I saw you fight that monster just now, and I think you still have some skills. If you run, those two people will chase you, and you may be able to deal with them for a while. I'll take the opportunity to make peace with the mountain king and get out of the way! Otherwise, those two people are still here, and they both want to take my life, how can I slip away?! I'm not saving you, who cares if you live or die, a stubborn donkey...... That's not what I meant......

The black-robed man's voice stopped abruptly. Li Bochen was stunned in his heart for a moment when he heard him say this, and then realized that these were probably the words in this person's heart. Is it because he fought hard with that mountain monarch and couldn't control his own divine thoughts?

This thought will be born, and I will hear another person in my head: "Fellow Daoist, do you know that you are now-"

Li Bochen sighed in his heart: "I'm going to die?"

The voice of the black-robed man was gone, but the voice of the mountain monarch squeezed in again.

Hearing him say this, Shan Jun seemed to be stunned, and then said: "Daoyou has long been holding the Zhizhu in his hands! Did that demon just say something to Daoyou? Daoyou must not be fooled by him." Listen to me—and now I'm suppressing his thoughts for the time being, and I'm only fighting for a little space. ”

"The three people on this mountain all want to plot a treasure, and if the Taoist friends bump into them, they will not be compatible. Once I get rid of me, I'm going to get rid of you—and I'm going to kill those three now!"

At this time, after listening to the words of this mountain monarch, Li Bochen felt that what the black-robed man had just said to him should be credible. It turned out that there was such a strange situation on this mountain now, and he broke in by himself.

But now he is only a wounded spiritual realm. Then he sighed in his heart again: "This mountain monarch, you see that I have brought a lot of yin spirits, so you think I should be a master." But to be honest, I'm just in the Spirit Realization Realm, and I don't know why those Yin Spirits are following me. Not to mention killing the three of them, even one, you can't deal with it. ”

The mountain monarch seemed to be stunned again: "Daoist friends are joking? At this moment, you are obviously half flustered in your heart—"

Li Bochen smiled in his heart: "Shanjun should know that about half of the calmness and calmness in this world is because of powerlessness. ”

The Shanjun's voice paused for a moment. When Li Bochen thought that it had withdrawn from his divine thoughts, his voice sounded again, but it sounded very reluctant: "That...... Benjun does have a way. Fellow Daoist, do you know the Spirit Master?"

......

The old man standing in front of the rock wall noticed that the young man named Li Bochen five or six paces away seemed to hesitate for a moment before turning around after thanking him. But after turning around, he did not immediately take a step down the mountain, but pinched his bronze medal and stood for a while.

He frowned slightly.

This young man is really a little weird. In his life, he has seen many brave people like Li Bochen, and a few of them do have noble character and can do things like him to save others and repay his kindness.

But those people are always a little flustered when they know that they may be facing a powerful opponent. This Li Bochen's head should be clear enough, and he should understand that both himself and the fox are very likely to leave him on this Wujing Mountain.

But there was not even the slightest fear or trepidation.

Either the person just doesn't know what to fear, or he has something to rely on.

He claimed to be the ruler of the city of Immeasurable, but when he asked him what the war was like in the city, he avoided answering. Most of them fled because they had committed some sin. Such a person is only a spiritual realm...... Where does the guts come from?

At this moment, I saw Li Bochen suddenly let go of his hand - the copper piece in his palm fell to the ground and sank into the snow.

The old man was stunned. I heard Li Bochen whisper to the woman next to him: "You go down the mountain." ”

Ye Yinghong subconsciously let out an "ah" and was about to speak, but Li Bochen reached out and pushed her hard - the woman immediately fell down the steep slope, let out a few exclamations, and then rolled down the slope with ice, snow and gravel. After a while, the figure disappeared into the forest below the slope, and there was no sound, and I don't know whether I was fainted or frightened.

Then Li Bochen turned around - he stretched out his hand and tore it, and the cotton clothes on his upper body, which had been cut by the Hun Armor Beast, were torn off by him, revealing a solid chest covered with blood.

The old man frowned: "General Li—"

After only saying these three words, he suddenly found that the wounds on his body, which were originally criss-crossed, were slowly converging. He had noticed that the most serious thing on Li Bochen's body was the cut on his leg, but now when he looked there, he found that the wound was slowly healing!

"General?" Li Bochen laughed. His voice was hoarse and deep compared to before, and there was a chill in his smile, "In the past, some people did call me a general. At that time, this Sui country was still a sea of corpses and blood. ”

The old man slowly straightened up. He realized that the momentum of Li Bochen in front of him was different from before. The young man before him had two completely different temperaments, courage and peace. But right now, this young man suddenly had a three-point killing aura, and his black and shining eyes also had some unbeatable majesty.

A thought popped into his mind. But this idea is too shocking and too coincidental, and the old man thinks that it is unlikely to be true.

But at this time, Li Bochen restrained his smile, let out a long mouthful of white mist, and said in a deep voice: "Benjun has been imprisoned here for 10,000 years...... and cast out from the realm of my lord. Now, how dare you trespass into your own territory—are you going to kill yourself?"

When he said this, his voice sounded only deeper and hoarser than when he had spoken before. But at this moment, the wind rose on the mountain. The snow in the forest was rolled up, and the wind carried it through the forest, whining. A piece of the sky above the Wujing Mountain also suddenly gathered thick clouds, covering the sun.

The forest was dark, and the wind was getting stronger. I don't know if it's an illusion, as if a lot of extremely faint black mist began to flow on the snow, slowly converging towards Li Bochen's foothold.

A bone-chilling chill began to invade the bone marrow of everyone present.

The old man finally couldn't help but take two steps back, glared at Li Bochen with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You are the Spirit Master?!" Old man Linxi Li Ding, which true monarch is here!?"