The Shushan Sword Sect is still immortal, walking on it, Li Xiaoyi is a little in a trance, but he no longer has the feeling of setting foot here for the first time.

Walking in the forefront, no one knows, and the Kunlun people who follow behind are extremely excited.

At this time, the Shushan Sword Sect can be said to be cold, and occasionally only a few disciples patrolling the mountain can be seen.

When he arrived at Zongmen Square, the afternoon sun was in full bloom, and Li Xiaoyi stopped and stood for a long time, squinting his eyes for a while.

Chen Yueling, Xu Yun and others behind them glanced at each other and were silent without saying a word.

The courtyard where the Kunlun Sect was located was quiet, and when he walked in, only a few disciples were sorting out the magic weapons in stock.

Li Xiaoyi stepped forward, and the disciples were stunned for a moment, and one of the deacons and elders suddenly changed his face the moment he saw Li Xiaoyi.

It turned out to be an old acquaintance, Dao Heng Zhenren.

As soon as his mind moved, this old guy was still in the realm of the early stage of the True Dan, the corners of Li Xiaoyi's mouth curled, and he was stunned by the stunned disciples behind Dao Heng, and shouted: "Senior brother is well." ”

Dao Heng didn't react for a while, and when he came back to his senses, Li Xiaoyi had already entered the warehouse.

This is much richer than when he led the Kunlun team.

At that time, there was not even one four-heaven battle armor per person, and there were quite a few five-heaven defensive armors in the current warehouse.

Li Xiaoyi glanced back at the people in the Kunlun squadron, they were all a group of poor ghosts who had never seen the sky, and some of them were still wearing the grade of the triple heaven.

Wang Zheng, who was beside him, knew his little uncle very well, and without waiting for Dao Heng to speak, he directly began to reach out and take it.

The people behind Dao Heng hurriedly stopped him, but Li Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Senior brother doesn't mind, right?"

Dao Heng snorted awkwardly, didn't say this, but changed the topic and said: "Senior brother has no trace over the years, I didn't expect that when we met again, the realm had reached the late stage, and I was really ashamed of what my senior brother did." ”

This old guy really hasn't changed at all, he is still sleek like a ghost, he walks on the front foot, I'm afraid that in the back, this old ghost can wear a pair of petite and delicate little red shoes for himself.

But Li Xiaoyi doesn't care, what can he care about now?

The horizon in the distance suddenly became bright and dark, and the two looked up at the same time, Dao Heng looked surprised, and Li Xiaoyi was expressionless.

The clouds in the sky are like layers of waves, rolling, squeezing, and rolling overwhelmingly.

The crimson lightning roared and thundered continuously, reverberating in the tremor of the earth, and the entire mountain of the Shushan Sword Sect actually had a sense of vibration.

Xu Yun, who was busy collecting battle armor, had already let go and stopped, and looked in that direction with Wang Zheng.

No wonder Uncle Xiao said that he couldn't stay near the White Bone Mountain anymore, but if he could have such a cultivator and compete with Lu Shenxian, the White Bone Mountain was really hidden.

And what they saw and heard, after all, was only the edge area of the churning spiritual pressure, and there was such an earth-shattering momentum, it was really hard to imagine what kind of light realm there was in the White Bone Mountain at this time.

"This ...... This ...... "Dao Heng" didn't say the second half of the sentence for a long time, and the corners of Li Xiaoyi's mouth showed a sneer: "Daomen has fallen short this time, I'm afraid I will fall into the quagmire again and won't be able to get out." ”

Dao Heng sighed for a while, then looked at Li Xiaoyi again and said, "What are your plans for Senior Brother in the future?"

This question was a bit heart-wrenching, but it was also what those people behind Li Xiaoyi wanted to ask, but he just smiled, and then continued to look into the distance and said, "This time a lot of people have to die." ”

As he said, the realm of the White Bone Mountain has almost become purgatory, and the battle of life and death between the land gods and immortals implicates heaven and earth.

It can't be said that the world is destroyed, but there is also a weather of pushing mountains and adding seas, not to mention the landslide and subsidence, and the Daomen without any preparation is really a big loss.

As soon as the ghost mother appeared, she forced the other party, which caught Lu Lengxuan a little off guard.

Although he was trying his best to recover the decline, the ghost mother was like a ghost, without substance and substance, but it could drive the aura of heaven and earth, like a wave, washing into the cultivators' camp.

The ghost toad was shrewd like a ghost, as if he had expected this a long time ago, and instead of taking advantage of the situation to attack the cultivator's camp, he shrunk, and the army retreated to the White Bone Mountain extremely quickly.

This made the Dao Gate bitter, it was in a disadvantageous position before, and it was completely cut and split by the Yin and Netherworld army, and Lu Lengxuan, who originally thought that Lu Lengxuan in the Land Immortal Realm would be able to turn the tide.

Who would have thought that there was still a ghost mother who couldn't hide, and as soon as she made a move, she would drive the ghost tide and wash it fiercely in the camp of the cultivators.

Cultivators who are in a panic and do not choose the path, no matter how difficult it is to integrate into one, they are fleeing one after another, where is there still the mentality of fighting for their lives, at this time, there is only one thought in their hearts, escape!

But the ghost tide swept like a big wave, blowing up from the ground, and extending all the way to the top of the nine heavens, the green ghost fire, tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts, bloodthirsty roars, all the cultivators who drowned in the ghost tide, almost instantly, immediately became a dry bone.

The sky was tumbling and devouring, Lu Lengxuan, with the long sword in his hand, took the boundary under his feet, and slashed with a sword, forming his own boundary.

But it was only blocked for a moment and a half, and it was unsustainable to be broken by the ghost tide.

Lu Lengxuan fought with a sword, and then drew a boundary, the same is true, he had to be in the ghost tide, looking for the true body of the ghost mother, and wanted to fight life and death with a sword, but he didn't have this opportunity.

What the ghost mother wants is a change in the entire situation, and she does not hesitate to consume her cultivation to launch the ghost tide with all her might, and while she is hidden in it, she does not dare to confront Lu Lengxuan head-on.

Although she had no way to take Lu Lengxuan, those people behind him were the targets of her cover-up attack.

This is the difference in the overall situation, the ghost domain where the ghost mother is located, since the beginning of the ghost emperor's banner to resist the gods, it is to start with team battles, and look at the whole.

The long-standing respect for the strong in the cultivation world has long been deeply rooted in Lu Lengxuan's mind, what he wants is to fight alone, and use cultivation as the strongest to decide the fate of both parties, but the ghost mother didn't give him this opportunity at all.

Although he was unharmed by the ghost tide, the Dao Sect cultivators behind him were extremely damaged.

The divine consciousness spreads out, and wants to grasp the center point of the ghost tide, even if it is found, after the extermination, the ghost mother is thousands of doppelgangers, and then becomes the origin, so that it constantly consumes itself, with a clear purpose.

How could Lu Lengxuan not know that he had already fallen into the scheme, his sudden appearance, including the way of fighting, was in the other party's calculations, and such a self-destructive cultivation was difficult for even him to do.

The anger and helplessness that he hadn't felt for a long time made him have no choice but to fight the ghost tide head-on instead of wanton killing.

Because he can't kill it cleanly, even if he can kill it cleanly, by that time, the Dao Gate behind him may have already been swallowed up by the ghost tide.

The ghost mother is gambling with him, gambling with him with thousands of years of cultivation, even if he dies, the price paid by the Daomen is unbearable, but it can preserve the strength of the White Bone Mountain.

When the army rises again, there will be no soldiers available on the Daomen side, although he can have such a great power to support the Daomen, what if there is another ghost immortal popping out of the White Bone Mountain?

Lu Lengxuan sighed, swung his sword, and the sword curtain turned into a barrier, and he could only continue to buy time for the retreat of the Dao Gate.

The ghost toad on the top of the White Bone Mountain grinned, and the palace master of the Corpse Palace, Tianyi, stood aside expressionlessly, his eyes flashed, the general trend of the Dao Gate has gone, and this battle in the cultivation realm is bound to start again!