"This is an interesting guy, don't you say?" A young and beautiful woman suddenly appeared shortly after Li Xiaoyi left.

At his feet is a giant scorpion with six tails, with a purple blue and purple body, and a pair of giant crows hooked up to his mouth, shaking from time to time and whining.

The woman chuckled twice, stomped her feet, and the yellow light flashed around the six-tailed giant scorpion, and she disappeared under the yellow sand along with the poisonous scorpion.

In the center of the desert, Sands Cotai is famous in the entire northwest, and it can also be said to be the economic center of the entire northwest.

There are mortals and cultivators here, and they are all in harmony, walking here, Li Xiaoyi looked around left and right, and suddenly found that the form in the Central Plains region was not as kind as here.

And the national belief here is the great demon god of the heavens, and the words that are taboo in other places are not scrupulous here.

Because they only believe in demon gods!

This situation has already made Li Xiaoyi believe in the words of the real person, with such a folk custom, it is not surprising that the Shushan Sword Sect wants to clean up the Great Northwest.

But it seems to ...... As soon as his mind thought of this, his eyes suddenly froze, and an open-air square in front of him was full of people, most of whom were disciples of the sect.

Pedestrians were not surprised, few looked this way, and there was a well not far away, and the sound of children playing.

Li Xiaoyi walked forward step by step, standing on the periphery of the crowd, looking up, on the gallows of a white jade cross, there were blood stains, which had become dry and black.

The purple cloud robe, the heavenly boots, and the purple gold Dao crown that was only half left, but there was a neat cross-section.

On the scattered black hair below, there are blood stains solidified, medium age, pale complexion, no longer colorless, this person Li Xiaoyi has never seen it, but the clothes in that body are very familiar.

Not long ago, he had seen it with his own eyes, and the person who wore it was a well-known enlightened real person in the entire Daomen.

And the entire Shushan Sword Sect is qualified to wear this clothes, and there are no more than four people, but the one in front of him, a transparent round hole in the abdomen of the Purple Palace Dan, runs from the front to the back, and can no longer hang there.

"It's Wuchen, right?" There was a whisper in the crowd, which was clearly transmitted to Li Xiaoyi's ears.

His heart suddenly fell, and his gaze fell on the blood-stained face again, although he could see it clearly, but he didn't recognize it!

"Can't it, who is Wuchen, that's a benchmark for the Shushan Sword Sect, but he is the first sword cultivator, and he died like this?"

"That's right, what kind of person is Wuchen, a heaven-like existence, someone must have done it on purpose. ”

"You're talking about the ground rats?"

Someone sneered: "It's not that they are the others, what the Demon Sect is doing now is that they want to humiliate the Daomen, so they found such a person to pretend to be Wuchen!"

Everyone said a word, and there were many discussions, and they generally didn't believe that the person in front of them would be Wuchen.

But I don't know why, Li Xiaoyi's heart suddenly developed a very bad feeling.

He really didn't dare to stay in this city for long, not long after the front foot entered the door, the back foot went out, and every time after flying in the air, he was stopped by someone.

It's no one else, it's still the Shushan Sword Sect, it's just that he saw an incredible figure.

Wushi Zhenren, this is the second time Li Xiaoyi has seen it since the Battle of White Bone Mountain, it is still so awe-inspiring, and there are many inner door elders around him.

After respectfully saluting and greeting him, Wushi Zhenren looked him up and down, and the corners of his mouth rose: "There is progress again, Senior Brother Daoyin must be the most talented disciple in Kunlun in the past thousand years." ”

Li Xiaoyi was very polite and modest, the person in front of him was the leader of today's Daomen, and in his words, he was naturally cautious.

Wushi Zhenren nodded, and the two walked to the hillside one after the other, and in the distance was Jinsha City, and the light in the sky flashed from time to time.

"You're here this time for the Langya Secret Realm, right?" said Wushi Zhenren suddenly.

Li Xiaoyi did not deny it: "The real person in charge of the sect said, let me walk around and see more, my mind is naturally open-minded, and it is beneficial to my mood, so I came to the northwest and joined in the fun." ”

"What Senior Sister Murong said is reasonable, my junior brother Wuchen is adrift all year round, and it is very rare for me to be a senior brother. ”

This was said with great emotion, but Li Xiaoyi was a little uncomfortable when he heard it, which made him think of the corpse in Jinsha Chengli.

With the cultivation of the Enlightened World, the entire Golden Sands City should be within his divine consciousness, and the situation there ......

Li Xiaoyi was silent, Wushi Zhenren was silent, the two stood for a while, and the former was about to give up, because he was already sure that the one hanging in Jinsha City was the first sword cultivator who had been famous in the Dao Sect!

Wushi Zhenren smiled indifferently, naturally he would not stop Li Xiaoyi from going away, although he is the identity of a second-generation disciple, now that Xuanyun is gone, although his status cannot be compared with Wushi Zhenren, but the generation is the same.

But in the eyes of the latter, he is still a generation younger, this is a subjective ideology, not to mention that the heart of Wushi is not in him now, but in the giant city in the yellow sand oasis.

Since the other party dared to put Wuchen's corpse on the surface, he was still insulted like this, which was a clear rhythm of declaring war on the Daomen.

Li Xiaoyi doesn't want to participate, he is weak now, he is alone, and he doesn't have that mind. Just flew a long way in one breath, and in the position where he felt he could come down and rest, he released another teleportation flying sword.

I just don't know how those old guys in the sect will react when they hear the news of Wuchen's fall in the northwest.

Anyway, he was extremely shocked, and at the same time, it also added to his deeper jealousy of that woman.

Everything in the world, everything is insightful, Li Xiaoyi felt that Murong Yunyan couldn't do it, but when it came to the imminent rise of the Demon Sect, she was right.

The first sword of the Daomen is also the façade of the Shushan Sword Sect, just like this, the sword is folded in the desert, it is a real slap in the face, which sect it is, it will not be ignored!

He looked at the sky that was gradually darkening in the distance, leaning on a dry old tree, this long river sunset, it was really bloody!

Just as he was sighing, a pair of wells in the moon suddenly vibrated and whispered in the belly of the purple palace pill, Li Xiaoyi frowned, thinking of not wanting to, and suddenly rose from the ground.

At the same time, the place where Fang Cai settled, the trees collapsed, stirring up bursts of smoke and dust, and a huge shadow appeared in the yellow sand.

Six huge tail hooks, with a faint cold light flickering on them, and a silver bell-like laughter sounded particularly gloomy in Li Xiaoyi's ears.

He stepped on the void, his eyes flickered to his feet, and he saw a beautiful young woman, the first thing that came into view, and then the six-tailed giant scorpion that made him brow unable to stretch.

"You are Li Xiaoyi?"