Most of the High Monks are particularly opinionated. They never feel like they can't or are wrong. For them, denying themselves and admitting their mistakes is a big thing that will affect Doji.

It is also commonly known as a road to the black.

Therefore, most of the high-ranking monks are perverse, paranoid and withdrawn. There are often disagreements between them.

Therefore, although Song Vietnam knew it well, among the more than fifty people, there were only four Qingxumen disciples. One of them, who seems to be called Han Lin, is full of these. The cold eyes at the bottom of the clear door are settled.

But you can lose, but you don't lose.

But after such a fuss, he subconsciously remembered Han Lin's appearance. In his opinion, this disciple surnamed Han was not as unbearable as those others said. Except for the personal disciples they valued, everyone else was stupid, how could they know what it meant to be a pearl in the dust.

Even if Han Lin succeeded in building a foundation in the future, he would still be very willing to absorb him into Sword Casting Peak.

After another quarter of an hour, it was Li Xiao's turn. I saw his figure move and jump onto the stone platform. There was an incomparable contempt and arrogance in his eyes. There was a bloody smell all over his body. Like an unsheathed sword, it is completely different from his cold temperament before.

Although knowing his identity as a spirit son is not trivial. But everyone subconsciously frowned, and sincerely felt an uncomfortable energy.

In this case, Li Xiao's face is peaceful, his eyes are sharp, and his breath is stable. But his hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, he was embarrassed, and there were obviously many scars on his body, and he didn't even have time to treat it.

I don't know what I went through in the blood trial.

What they didn't know was that Li Xiao was chased and killed by everyone for four or five days in the forbidden land. All the way to the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, it was forced to break out. Han Lin wanted to borrow a knife to kill people and get rid of the other party, how could it be so easy.

The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. That's what happened. At this moment, Li Xiao was on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't suppress the restlessness all over his body, and wanted to kill and cultivate with blood!

If it weren't for the presence of Brother Jindan here, he would still be rational.

At this time, the sum of the elixirs paid by the three people in front of the Qingxu Gate was not as much as Qi Huayuan's alone.

Song Vietnam, Elder Song's face was really unbearable. The smile was a little reluctant.

Wang Xuan'er looked at Li Xiao, and didn't know why her heart was throbbing, accompanied by a burst of inexplicable good feelings, and the "most poisonous woman's heart" mental method in her body worked on its own.

It made her very strange.

Looking at the strong pectoral muscles looming under Li Xiao's tattered open robe, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, his little face turned red, and secretly said what he was thinking, why was he such a nymphomaniac.

Even the senior brother who collected the elixir was taken aback by this blood, his face was shocked, he was silent, and he forgot about his work for a while.

"Brother Song, this is the last one in your family. It's still a spirit child. Seeing this scene, Situ Yuliang sneered a few words. His heart is very bright, looking at Li Xiao like this, it is obvious that he is strong on the outside and capable in the middle, and it is estimated that he is living a miserable life inside. Patronizing and fighting, how many elixirs can be picked.

Wu Hao's face remained unchanged, he coughed dryly, and said in a loud voice: "Go on...... What are you doing?"

Li Xiao had a wry smile on her face. When he came to his senses, he found himself standing in the line. The whole body is so hot and painful, and all the internal organs are a little displaced. Congestion and edema in the body. The fluctuations in the cultivation on the body can't be covered up.

The mood is very bitter.

He took a look at it, and found that he had two rune treasures, one was directly destroyed, one was close to being scrapped, three of the best magic weapons were rotten, and the spirit beast Golden Silk Snake was also seriously injured and languishing.

He was puzzled: "Why are you so miserable?"

But when he started to pull things out of the storage bag, he was taken aback.

In the eyes of everyone, Li Xiao was in a state of confusion and was not in good spirits. With a confused look on his face, he unhurriedly took the storage bag in his hand, and then poured it out unceremoniously. I saw a flash of white light. The table is filled with more than forty storage bags!

Everyone was amazed.

Looking at this scene, one by one immediately burst into an uproar.

Everyone gasped and exclaimed in unison. Many people lost their color and said:

"Damn!

"Look!"

"I can't believe it! Is this Li Xiao joking with our big guy?"

Li Xiao herself was stunned. Standing there helpless. His face turned pale in an instant, and he closed his mouth and endured it, his teeth trembling.

"This pile of storage bags in front of you, what's going on!"

Just as a dark cloud was drifting by. The sky cast a great shadow over the earth. It seems that the sun has dimmed in front of these dazzling storage bags.

Han Lin's expression changed, his mouth opened widely, and the shock in his heart could be imagined.

"What kind of thing is this Devil Li?"

But he did not know that it was all thanks to him.

Even the inner disciples looked flustered, and they could only suppress the shock in their hearts. Among the onlookers, there were even some good deeds who showed admiration.

Even the Heavenly Jindan Monks were dumbfounded!

Mao Qiaoling, the elder of the Occultating Moon Sect, couldn't sit still. She flew down, floated in front of everyone, waved her hand, and waved a purple light, sucking the more than forty storage bags in front of her.

The flowers are green, floating in the air, for everyone to see. Most of them are customized by various sects. Obviously, these storage bags clearly convey a message that they all come from different sects and different monks!

The faces of the six Jindan monks who followed behind were full of shock and anger!

It was the first time that everyone had seen Brother Jindan have such an expression.

Mao Qiaoling's eyebrows condensed, and she shouted angrily: "You! boy, what do you mean!"

Although the upper echelons of the sect are allowed to kill people and seize treasures inside. But is it really good for Li Xiao to do so naked? He is still a spiritual son. Is this Qingxumen really not shameless and tearing its face?

As the high-level of the Moon Covering Sect, she had long known that the Hehuan Sect was already plotting to try to win over the other six major factions in an attempt to annex her Moon Covering Sect.

Li Xiao's face was even more puzzled, pretending to look sluggish. Hurriedly shook his head, indicating that he really didn't remember.

"Why do you have so many storage bags?"

How does he know? And even if he knew, he wouldn't dare say it.

But no one could tell who the bags came from. Everything that could be traced was erased, and the content was almost blank.

"Damn! it's forbidden land again!" Mao Qiaoling gritted her teeth. She had also been in the Blood Trial before, so she naturally knew the strangeness of this forbidden place.

Song Viet looked at the faces of Mao Qiaoling and Li Xiao, and suddenly flashed a grim look.

But then it disappeared again.

He and Li Changfeng didn't deal with each other, but at this time, he could only stand on Li Xiao's side and said, "Okay, okay." We are the spiritual sons of the Qingxu Sect, people survived, and took these things, naturally relying on the ability of the younger generation. Whoever called these people would participate even if they knew they couldn't do it. Is it a trick to be a bloody trial? Hmph, or do you want to blame me for being a clear door?"