You Xue was seriously injured by Wang Li's palm, his spiritual sense had not yet recovered, and he was a little confused by such an impact, he spat at the blood foam, and said unwillingly: "I am a Chitian Immortal, you killed me, aren't you afraid of Chitian's revenge?"

Wang Li pursed his lips, he didn't know what the red sky was, how could he be afraid.

Unwilling to bother with You Xue, and also afraid of extraneous branches, side changes, Wang Li condensed qi and shot out of the divine gate with a sword, the sword qi was huge, piercing the treasure armor worn by You Xue's body, and smashed his heart at once, You Xue's eyes widened, but Wang Li said that he would do it.

This demon provoked Zhenguo to start a war with Da Yao, and obtained his own selfish interests, which is not a pity to die thousands of times, Wang Li killed him, but there was no sense of guilt in his heart, and confirmed that You Blood was gone, Wang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.

These days can teach him to be afraid and afraid for a long time.

If you really let this person succeed and take yourself to that demon god mountain, God knows what the fate will be. Wang Li is not a hero, he is just an ordinary person, in the face of life and death, he will also be afraid and afraid, and he is still facing this kind of demonic person who cultivates with corpses.

Thanks a lot to this token.

Wang Li took the token, looked left and right, and saw that the token was still shining with golden light, and at this time, the word "oracle" in the middle was more obvious against the golden light, faintly emitting a bright light.

"My strength has skyrocketed, is it because of it?" Wang Li carefully played with the token, "What's the name of this token?"

Thinking of the voice in the bottom of his heart when he thought of the token aura infusion, Wang Li pondered the meaning, "The Immortal Envoy? When you meet the enemy, you will be one realm higher, and if you meet the emperor, you will be one realm higher?"

It should be, Wang Li thought of You Xue and said that he was in the Lingwu Realm, and he called himself the Spirit King, so this Spirit King is a realm higher than the Lingwu, so this Immortal Order is really a treasure!

Wang Li's breathing is inevitably a little short, and when he encounters the enemy, he is a realm higher than him, what kind of anti-heaven plug-in is this, with this token, he is afraid of offending people?

This is a god to kill a god!

The more the immortal order is against the sky, the more Wang Li knows that it cannot be exposed, this world is too complicated, it is better to be careful. After Da Yao leaked his water cup, he almost caused death, and the immortal made such a shocking treasure impossible to talk to.

Wang Li thought of the words that the old man Fu explained to him, while being more curious about his identity, and knowing that Chu Yi should be fine with him, while gritting his teeth, this old man snatched his scroll, that thing must be more powerful than his immortal order, but he only took a Xuanhuang bag and exchanged it with himself, which was really a big loss.

You Blood also has a storage ring, this thing is so popular, you can see that it is worthless, Wang Li felt deeply trapped, regretted it for a while, and went to take off You Xue's ring to see what was inside.

At this moment, Wang Li's strength is the realm of the Spirit King, and his spiritual sense is far beyond Youxue, breaking through the spiritual barrier he has set up, it is naturally very easy, Wang Li's spiritual sense probed into the storage ring, only to realize that it was different from the Xuanhuang bag.

The space in You Xue's storage ring is very narrow, and it can only store some small items in bottles and cans, which is far less than Wang Li's Xuanhuang bag, and the space that can store items in the Xuanhuang bag is extremely vast, even if Wang Li is now in the Spirit King Realm, and his spiritual sense is strong, it is difficult to estimate the margin.

"Old man Fu is quite conscientious, and it is not in vain that I have to eat and live with him for so long. ”

Wang Li muttered, and finally stopped complaining about the old man who had taken his scroll, and began to count the contents of the You Blood Storage Ring.

In addition to the poison, there are also some medicinal powders that Wang Li can't name, there is only a small jar labeled "Ning Lingdan", Wang Li counted it, there are still ten left, yes, this You blood is not very good, and it is also a poor ghost.

There was a pile of talisman seals, Wang Li took out the talisman seal that You Blood used to hunt him down and studied it carefully for a while, he didn't know how to use it, it was just a piece of waste paper for him.

There are also some excellent Yanluo jade in the corner, that is, spirit stones, Wang Li saw that there was a dazzling bead in the spirit stone pile, and along with it, there was also a goose-egg-sized superb Yanluo jade, and his heart moved, is this small bead Li Yunchuan's superb Yanluo jade?

Could it be that Li Yunchuan was really killed by this demon?

It's just that You Xue has died, and Wang Li can't ask him about Li Yunchuan's whereabouts anymore, so Wang Li has no choice but to sigh, I hope he's okay.

Putting everything into the Xuanhuang bag, Wang Li casually used his sword qi to cut a deep pit on the ground, buried You Xue, and flew to the east.

He didn't dare to fly too high, so he had to sweep at a low altitude, but fortunately, there were endless mountains nearby, and there were no people, so it would not be terrifying, Wang Li was also able to play hard, and his consistent thinking in his previous life taught him to be bound and unable to breathe, but now he can take off vertically and horizontally, and he is at ease, but it is really enjoyable.

Feeling the surging aura in the body, like a big river flowing in the spiritual veins in the body, the twelve spiritual veins through the bridge chain that is like nothing, all of them are directly connected to the heart, Wang centrifugal blood tide, pulled up a little higher, pinched the immortal gate, plucked up all his strength to carry the divine gate lead, urged the sword qi, and shot to the mountain not far away.

I saw a hundred-meter-long giant white sword qi shooting out rapidly, still releasing an extremely dazzling brilliance in the daytime, the sword qi was extremely fast and abnormal, and it shot quickly towards the top of the mountain, only to hear a shocking loud noise, the mountain was all cut away by the sword qi, and countless huge pieces of gravel tumbled and fell down the cliff, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the momentum was like a mountain falling, Wang Li gasped when he saw this, which was too ruthless.

The strength of the Spirit King Realm is really not something that mortals can imagine.

He was sighing, but the golden mangs of the immortal order in his hand began to slowly dissipate, and before long, Wang Li felt that something was wrong, the aura in his body gradually disappeared, and the bridge chain to the heart began to break, Wang Li couldn't support it, and almost fell from the air, he was so frightened that his heart missed a beat, and he hurriedly controlled his body carefully and flew to the ground.

But before he landed, Wang Li had already recovered to the spirit vein realm, he finally couldn't control the sky, and fell to the ground from mid-air, Wang Li closed his eyes tightly, and his heart still couldn't play too much!

Slammed into the foothills of the mountain from eight or nine meters in mid-air, this is not sand, Wang Li didn't snort, he fainted directly, if he hadn't cultivated the immortal law and opened up twelve spiritual veins, his body was no longer a mortal, he would have died this time.

But it is said that this mountain range stretches to the west, boundless, and the flying fairy stream passes through it, and I don't know where it goes, but I see birds and beasts in the distance, and I don't see people.

One hundred and ten miles away from the southwest of Feixianliu Waterfall, there is a canyon, this canyon has been called Hate Water for thousands of years, no one knows its origin, and no one wants to know.

Behind this hated water canyon, there is a sect standing on the mountain, the head of the sect was originally a disciple of the middle earth Jizhou Fengxue Village, because he was framed, he was humiliated, and it was difficult to correct his name, so he was disheartened, and fell into the portal in the second state, and set up the fairy gate with the skills learned by the sect, called the cold knife gate.

In the past hundred years, Liu Feng, the current head of the Handao Gate, has a daughter under his knees, known as Liu Yan Knife, who has played with sticks and guns since he was a child, and has been testing knife skills with his brothers all the year round.

But when she was eighteen years old, Liu Yandao suddenly threw away the knife, saying that she would never practice the knife again, and she wanted to learn swordsmanship.

The eldest lady of the Cold Knife Gate doesn't love swordsmanship, only sword moves.

Liu Yun didn't know what to do, the Cold Knife Gate inherited the sword technique of Fengxue Village, and did not have sword moves, but he couldn't withstand the soft grinding and hard bubbles of Liu Yan's knife, Liu Yun had to decide to send her to worship the Forgotten Narcissus Pavilion, the giant of the Immortal Sect in Cizhou.

On this day, Liu Yandao galloped eastward with a flying sword, and was out of the Hated Water Canyon, when she suddenly heard a loud noise in the distance, she couldn't help but be surprised that something was wrong, so she ignored the persuasion of the escort and flew away.

The escort followed Liu Yandao, and when he arrived at the mountain that made a loud noise, Liu Yandao saw that the top of a high mountain had been destroyed, and he couldn't help but be surprised, who did this, and it seemed that his strength was much stronger than his father.

"Yan'er, I'm afraid this is a strong man from the Spirit King Realm who is here to fight, let's go quickly. The woman on the side spoke out to persuade her to leave.

"What are you afraid of, even if it is the Spirit King, we have no grievances with him, he can still harm us!" Liu Yandao snorted, she looked around carefully, and saw a person lying at the foot of the mountain, not knowing life or death, so she hurriedly urged the spirit sword and flew down, and the woman saw this helplessness and followed.

"Why is this person unconscious?" Liu Yandao looked at Wang Li, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and she said to the woman behind her: "Auntie, let's save him and take him away." ”

Although the woman is Liu Yandao's aunt, she looks only older than her, she said: "Yan'er, you just came out of the mountain gate, you don't know the sinister world, you don't know whether he is right or evil, good or evil, so you have to save him, in case you bring disaster to you, wouldn't it lead to fire." ”

Liu Yandao didn't follow: "Auntie, isn't this with you, I'm still afraid of some disaster." ”

The woman read the willow inkstone knife with good intentions, and sighed: "You, okay, then take him with you, but it can be said that when he wakes up, I will let him go, but we can't delay our schedule because he is alone." ”

"Well, my aunt is so good to Yan'er!"