Kunlun Mountain, after that recruitment, was restored to the cultivator's own life as light as water.

Sitting on the mountain peak, watching the sun rise and the moon set, understanding the principles of nature, and achieving the way of the heart.

But in Sunset Canyon, although there are beautiful mountains and rivers here, no one appreciates it.

The team of 200 people, scattered combinations, sword breath gathering, and the application of magic circles and talismans, everything is running in again.

Li Xiaoyi stood to the side, holding a five-heaven sword magic weapon in his hand, his eyes staring at every change in the magic circle and the response that everyone should have.

When fighting, the five teams should be turned into one team, with the main attack of sword cultivation, led by Chen Yueling, followed by Fu Xiu, the person in charge of the magic circle, led by Xu Yun, and the rest of the formation mages are led and banned.

When dispersed, the five squad leaders should quickly gather their own members and arrange them in five positions in the southeast, northwest, or attack, defense, and defense.

But now all Li Xiaoyi sees is chaos, sluggishness, and even some people are at a loss and don't know what to do.

His sword is a sword drawn, more ruthless than a whip, wherever the sword breath goes, people turn over on their backs, everything starts all over again, and it is constantly repeating and repeating all day long, complete evolution, not once, Li Xiaoyi's throat is about to run dry.

Suddenly, he realized that the people who were the spirits of all things were not as smart as those natives of the Star Soul Sea.

When night fell, Li Xiaoyi drank tea, panting, his throat was very painful, and he was tired and leaning on the recliner.

In the sunset canyon in the distance, there was a group of people on the ground who didn't want to move, including Wang Zheng and Sun Biao, Xu Yun had already fainted from exhaustion.

Because Chen Yueling and Zhang Jing are women, they can't be like those men who are on their backs, they gritted their teeth and washed up, so Chen Yueling ignored her tired self and came over to make tea for Li Xiaoyi with warm water.

This is not true, to Li Xiaoyi's surprise, Zhang Jing is also busy waiting for him.

He didn't say anything, although he saw it in his eyes, he was upset, he thought that these people would draw inferences from each other and had a strong understanding, but he didn't expect it to be an elm head with a tendon.

The team of two hundred people, once divided into five, and when they merge again, they can't go their own way, and the sword cultivators will inevitably gather in one place, and the same is true for Fu Xiu, including the formation mages of each team.

These people are good, they know that they run with their captain, not to mention the rampaging in the magic circle, and they can't even do a unified order, they are simply a swarm of headless flies.

Sighing, Li Xiaoyi poured down more than half a cup of tea, closed his eyes, blew a cool breeze, and listened to the sound of insects in the mountains, which was a little better.

"Can't be in a hurry, many of them have never teamed up like this. Chen Yueling filled the tea and sat aside.

Zhang Jing moved a chair to sit next to Chen Yueling, and didn't speak, just listened quietly.

Li Xiaoyi shook his head: "It's not that I'm in a hurry, but time waits for no one." ”

"Are you worried about White Bone Mountain?" Chen Yueling said with a very quick reaction.

"Such a large zombie army, just relying on the supply of a state land, will soon become a dead place, will you let your legion be weakened because of insufficient resources?"

Chen Yueling stopped talking, sat there quietly, her eyes wandering, looking at the endless starry sky, and only after a long time did she speak: "Can the innocent people of that state only sit in the city of sorrow and wait for death?"

Hearing this sentence, Li Xiaoyi also closed his mouth, what the Daomen did was a way to quench thirst by drinking, and everyone understood that this was only a temporary method and could not be long-lasting.

But the rout of Armageddon, as well as the long-term endless attrition, no one can support it, not to mention that people are not the same, and many people are still glad to have the current situation.

As for the people and livestock in that state, who cares, even if they have that heart, they are powerless.

The people of the world, all things in the world, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, the slogans of those righteous teachers were all shattered in front of the White Bone Mountain.

Someone was talking in the distance, getting closer and closer, and he was still in a compassionate mood, and he was immediately attracted by the sound that was getting closer and closer.

Sun Biao was carrying the half-dead Xu Yun and was coming here with Wang Zheng.

When he came to Li Xiaoyi's approach, he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he picked up the teapot and drank it.

Sun Biao threw Xu Yun to the ground, and the latter groaned weakly, picked up the teapot placed between Chen Yueling and Zhang Jing, and poured it with his mouth open.

A group of people not far away were walking quickly in the direction of Sunset Canyon, Li Xiaoyi looked over, and Zhang Jing explained on the side: "It's the people I called, those people have to recover, or I'm afraid they won't be able to practice tomorrow." ”

The red marks on Sun Biao's face were all smoked by Li Xiaoyi with sword qi, and Wang Zheng was the same, but the two did not complain at all, and when they sat cross-legged, they leaned on the table legs, dumbfounded, and did not say a word.

The corners of Li Xiaoyi's mouth curled, and he took out three jade slips from the colorful gold ring, and then put them on the table: "This is the practice method of sword sound collapse, and the three of you will write it down and not pass it on." ”

The few people who were still half-dead and lifeless just now immediately came to their senses, and looked at the jade slip on the table with fiery eyes.

Sun Biao and Wang Zheng didn't say a word, one picked up one by one, and couldn't wait to put their divine sense into it, and a true recipe of sword intent was immediately presented in their minds.

There was also a jade slip, which was placed motionless on the table, Chen Yueling did not pick it up, but turned her head and smiled at Zhang Jing: "This is for you." ”

Zhang Jing was happy at first, and then looked at Li Xiaoyi, who was half-asleep in the chair, and saw that his silence was considered a tacit acquiescence, so she picked it up.

She didn't wait like Sun Biao and Wang Zheng, but swore extremely carefully to her inner demons before probing her divine sense into it.

The two people who reacted hurriedly swore an oath, and the jade slip was shattered, full of spirit, where was there such a languishing as Fang Cai.

Li Xiaoyi still didn't say a word, Sun Biao and Wang Zheng, including Zhang Jing, each said goodbye, planning to go back to his cave mansion and live a good life.

After the three of them left, Chen Yueling suddenly said softly: "Zhang Jing, didn't you plan not to give it to her?"

"I have to give Senior Brother Daolin a little face. Li Xiaoyi opened his eyes and sat up: "You haven't looked back at Yuefeng for a long time, right?"

"The master asked me to be by your side with peace of mind, and I will go back when I have time. Chen Yueling's voice was very small.

Li Xiaoyi looked at her with a smile: "Okay, I have to go back, especially after the news of this sword technique is released." ”

Chen Yueling is a clever person, so she naturally understands the meaning of Li Xiaoyi's words.

"Senior sister, the shadow of the sword is faint, it is not yet complete, and if there is a sword sound collapsing, I will be extremely happy. ”

"Hmm!", Chen Yueling had a smile on her face: "I'll make you some more tea." ”

Nodding, Li Xiaoyi looked at her distant back, looking at her more, looking at the empty cuffs, and he sighed bottomly...... 5610