Just thinking of this, seeing that the crowd suddenly dispersed, as if hiding from the beast, Wang Li was frightened by this movement, and looked there in surprise, and saw a one-armed blue-robed monk driving a long sword straight into the city, jumping off the flying sword, cursing and cursing and saying words that people could not understand, and began to search along the street.

Wang Li said lightly: "What are you doing?"

At this time, the old demon had been seriously injured (shēn), and Wang Li was no longer afraid of him, because there was no Xuanhuang bag, he couldn't draw the Qiushui Sword to perform the Qingyun Sword Technique, Wang Li was blessed by misfortune and returned to the Lingwu Realm, so he pinched the Shenmen with one hand, and opened the Xianmen to lead the old man to hit with all his might.

The sword light flashed white, poking directly at the old devil's heart mansion.

But after all, the strong person in the divine realm has the title of land immortal, even if the old demon (shēn) is weak and the soul is seriously injured, the strength of the (ròu) (shēn) is not something that Wang Li can destroy, and the sword qi (shè) is in the mouth of the old demon (xiōng), and it is pressed against its skin and bones, and it is broken inch by inch.

Wang Li saw that he couldn't make a critical move, and he was about to make a move, but the old demon laughed and said: "Although the old man is about to die, and his soul is slandered by your kid's calculations, but if you want to kill me, it's just a dream!"

"The gap between the spiritual realm and the divine realm, such as the sea of stars, you are just a mortal who cultivates immortals after all, I can finally be called a land immortal, mortals want to kill immortals, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?"

Wang Li said angrily: "What kind of immortal are you, you really dare to put gold on your face!"

The old devil smiled, but he sat directly on the ground to recover from his injuries, Wang Li saw that he was not afraid of himself, and he was helpless, and suddenly he noticed the giant tripod on the side, and had an idea, so he slowly approached, and while the old devil was cross-legged to heal his wounds, he threw him into the earth tripod in one fell swoop.

The old demon saw that Wang Li couldn't stop him, so he naturally sat back and healed his injuries, but because his soul was seriously injured, he couldn't detect Wang Li's movements, and he was suddenly thrown into the earth, and he finally panicked, regardless of the injury, he was about to fly out (shēn).

I don't know that the king is away from the action in one go, and he won't give him the slightest chance.

This old man is in the shape of a bone, Wang Li held him with one hand and threw him into the Tu Ding, then he covered the lid with his hand, and sealed the old man in the Ding, seeing that he did not live in the Ding and patted the Ding wall indiscriminately, Wang Li was worried that he would break open the Ding cover and fly out, and he was busy not asking how to urge the Tu Ding, and the aura was added to the Ding along the spiritual veins of the arm.

The aura is released, as soon as it encounters the giant tripod, it turns into a raging flame, and the earth tripod becomes red in a flash, this giant tripod is three feet higher than Wang Li, but now it is slowly floating in the air, the fairy fire made of Wang Li's spiritual power is burning at the bottom of it, and the immortal fire is like a red lotus, holding the red giant tripod.

Wang Li saw this (qíng) shape, and said in his heart: "It turns out that this old man can't make a giant tripod, and this flame should be smelted outside the tripod, not inside the tripod." ”

The earth tripod was originally scavenged by the old demon from a land god (shēn), because many rumors of the Kyushu Ding have long been drowned in the long river of eternity, and the old devil does not know how to urge, so he has been throwing people directly into the tripod, refining with immortal fire, Wang Li accidentally absorbed the fire of the earth tripod, which really brought out some of the power of the Kyushu Ding.

The old devil was roasted by the fairy fire in the ding, and he only felt that the skin itch (ròu) was rising, and he wanted to fly (shēn) to break the lid of the ding, but the lid was pressed hard, sparing him to use his strength (shēn), and he couldn't move a bit, at this moment the old devil finally understood the heart of panic, he roared and begged, and his skinny palm slapped the hot ding wall, the skin (ròu) was burned open, and the black blood stains flowed endlessly.

Wang Li naturally knows these movements, this old man has lived for three thousand years, and he values his own life (xìng) more than everything, but he wants to refine Wang Li's essence and blood, and his evil is not long ago, Wang Li is not a saint, although he will not release him with kindness.

Besides, this old demon has killed countless people in his life, and his crimes are heinous, and if he is killed today, it can be regarded as removing a harm for Kyushu!

Wang Li was unmoved, and continued to refine the giant tripod with the surging immortal fire, so after three (rì), the spiritual power in his body gradually ran out, and there was no movement in the ding, Wang Li was worried that the old demon would deceive, although he opened the immortal gate and continued to refine after recovering the spiritual power.

In this way, Wang Li finally couldn't hold back the fatigue in his body, his eyes went dark, and he passed out, and the earthy tripod also turned into a small tripod and fell into his hand.

After a while, Wang Li woke up, saw that the earthy tripod turned into a small tripod, and hurriedly lifted the lid of the tripod, only to see that the blood inside was soaring, and a finger-sized blood bead flew out slowly and landed in his palm.

Wang Li said secretly: "This old demon seems to have been refined by the Tu Ding, this person has harmed countless people in his life, but in the end, he was refined into essence blood by his own Ding, but it is also a cause and effect." ”

Wang Lizhuan (shēn) looked at the feather mountain where the bones were piled up after (shēn), and sighed faintly, there are countless souls of cultivating immortals buried here, but it is only for this old demon's wish for immortality, which is an empty talk.

Thinking of this, he looked confused, cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, is there really an immortal in this world? The old demon kept saying that the true immortals in the world are not immortals, and even true immortals are not immortals, so what kind of cultivation can be regarded as immortals!

Put the blood beads into the small tripod and put it away, seeing that there seemed to be something inside, Wang Li took it out and saw that it was a wooden shuttle, thinking that it was some treasure on the old devil (shēn), so he put it back.

Wang Li (shēn) does not have a Xuanhuang bag on it, this will (shēn) is not a thread, he fought with the old demon of killing immortals before, but he didn't notice that something was wrong, and now everything is cleaned up, and he finally feels unwell.

When night fell, Wang Li left the place, found a mundane rich and noble family, borrowed a piece of 合 (shēn) clothes, carved a pair of recuperation (shēn) (xìng) recipes as a gift, and left in a hurry with Xiao Ding in his pocket.

This place seems to be Rongzhou, Rongzhou is the southwest of Kyushu, if you want to rush back to Jizhou, you have to go to the north, he doesn't know the state pass, so he naturally thinks that Rongzhou and Jizhou are close together, and you can reach it by walking directly to the northeast.

However, when the old demon of killing immortals brought him to Rongzhou, he heard him say that there was a formation altar in the southwest of Jizhou, and he could go to any place in Kyushu, so he looked for Yushan and turned back, and sure enough, he saw a black array altar in the secret place at the foot of the mountain.

"How do you use this thing?"

When he was kidnapped by the old devil to come to Rongzhou, his eyes had not yet regained his sight, so he naturally didn't know how to urge, thinking of the wooden shuttle in Xiaoding, Wang Li took it out and played with it carefully, this thing can survive the refining of the Tutu Ding, it must not be an ordinary thing.

Wang Li saw that the words "Kyushu Shuttle" were engraved on the top, and his heart said that this thing was to open the formation? Thinking of this, Wang Li stood on the altar of the formation with his heart crossed, and the aura urged the wooden shuttle, only to see that the Kyushu Shuttle encountered the aura, and then quickly flew into the air and circled around Wang Li.

The black array altar at the bottom of his feet flashed with nine-colored fairy light, Wang Li saw that the direction of the wooden shuttle was floating, just circled around himself, and felt fun, so he had no intention of urging the spiritual power to control the wooden shuttle, and when the Kyushu shuttle boarded, he pointed to the east, wrapped in Wang Li and turned into a nine-colored light bridge, and swept towards the east.

......

Qingzhou, outside Tianlei City.

In the middle of the hour, before the head of (rì) rose to the highest point, I saw a nine-colored fairy light flying from the sky in an instant, and quietly fell into the woods outside the city.

"(cāo)!

Wang Li rubbed his forehead, got up (shēn), looked around, and saw a huge city gate standing on the north side not far away.

Carefully observe the city wall, see the uncommon specifications, the wall is hundreds of zhang high, no city gate, just wondering what kind of place this is, Wang Li suddenly saw a few meteor traces flying from the south, the city gate was thunderous, a huge array gate of electric light (shè) slowly flashed on the city wall, a few lights and shadows flew in, and the thunder and lightning array gate slowly closed and disappeared.

In this scene, the Sect King was secretly shocked, could it be that this was some kind of immortal town? No wonder it was built so majestically, and while he was surprised, he saw several people speeding over from the east, all of them riding the treasure light, and all of them were cultivators of the Lingwu Realm.

Seeing that their clothes and ornaments were familiar, Wang Li thought for a while, then patted his head and remembered, "This is a disciple of the Wanfu Sect, is this Qingzhou?"