Sun Jiaqi has never seen such a shameless person, from the beginning of the meeting, this guy used words to tease himself, and later, he used his hands and feet to take advantage of himself.

He Li Xiaoyi is already the Tianmen elder of the Kunlun Sect, this matter is known to the world, and it can be said that he is the person with the highest status except for the real person in charge of the sect and the first seat of the four peaks of Kunlun.

He will lack spirit stones?

But Li Xiaoyi said it seriously, extremely seriously, raised his hand and touched his chin and said, "If you don't borrow it, I will ...... it."

Looking around, there was no one around, and his eyes were already fixed on Sun Jiaqi's chest.

The latter's face was flushed, not because of shyness, she was completely angry, in terms of cultivation, she was several levels behind the other party, only the realm of the early stage of the True Dan.

And Li Xiaoyi's viciousness, she has seen it with her own eyes more than once, this guy doesn't look like a Taoist at all, and there is no difference between him and a scoundrel in the market.

And it's impossible to see, and when you think he won't do it, maybe the knife is already on your neck.

Raising his hand and throwing out a bag of spirit stones, Li Xiaoyi took it, there were about fifty medium-grade spirit stones in it, and more than two hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Li Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows, glanced at the two towering hills with a look of regret, and then looked around like no one else.

But there is no text, and the mural, if there is, has become blurred.

Langya Secret Realm, there are classics recorded in the door, only know that it is the remnants of a large sect in ancient times, and it is not known which sect it is.

But the demonic energy here is raging, and the surrounding vegetation has long since mutated into monsters, as if it has a spirituality, trembling and swaying from time to time.

The two walked one after the other, walking towards the ruins, and Li Xiaoyi suddenly said: "How much do you know about the Demon Sect, tell me." ”

Sun Jiaqi was unhappy because he was blackmailed, and replied angrily: "Kunlun Sect is the most profound sect in the Daomen, you won't check it yourself?"

The resentment outside the words could not be more obvious, but Li Xiaoyi said disapprovingly: "I've seen it, it's vague, it's not very clear." ”

Sun Jiaqi smiled, and finally found words that could tease Li Xiaoyi: "That's natural, because there are unavoidable black spots in your Kunlun Sect!"

Li Xiaoyi didn't say anything, and Sun Jiaqi continued: "Actually, this Langya Secret Realm was first from the Ancient Great Sect, Washing Sword Pavilion. ”

As soon as these three words came out, Li Xiaoyi suddenly stopped and looked back with a frown.

Sun Jiaqi glanced at Li Xiaoyi, whose face was ugly: "Don't ask me about washing the Sword Pavilion, this ancient sect, we don't have any detailed records, we just know that it is an ancient sect." ”

For this, Li Xiaoyi also had some regrets, it was not the first time he had heard and seen the Sword Washing Pavilion, those murals in the Netherworld Ghost Domain were still vivid, and they could open the sect of the battle of the First Realm, what kind of atmosphere did it have, he wanted to see it.

The cultivation realm has gone through three catastrophes from scratch, the first is the birth of the demon lord, the creation of the Great Demon Sect, and then the rise of the first generation of blood demons, as for the third time, it is even more incredible, the demon lord and blood demons have both reappeared, opening a new era of cultivation.

Because after the third catastrophe, heaven and earth opened the door of spiritual energy, creating a great era of cultivation that had never existed in the cultivation world.

And in these several catastrophes, Kunlun participated in them, and after the first time, Kunlun rose, which was something Li Xiaoyi once guessed, and now it has been confirmed in Sun Jiaqi's mouth.

What surprised him was that in the heyday of Kunlun, the second-generation blood demon came from Kunlun, who was already the leader of the Daomen at that time.

His name is called Xu Lin, and it is also his continuation of the sword cultivation era that is gradually declining.

Since him, there has been no blood demon, and since him, no one has been able to shake the world with a sword, his existence is called the bloody era in the Daomen, but ironically, it is also a big era of Taoism and Taoism, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

In today's cultivation realm, various forces are gradually taking shape, and all kinds of resources are also uniformly divided, like a pool of stagnant water, without waves.

What Sun Jiaqi said above is just a general idea, and the specific details are not recorded in detail in the Forgetting Worries Sect, but for Li Xiaoyi, it is enough.

Because in his heart, when the dots are connected into a line and connected together, he already has a general context in his heart.

The figure under the porch with the word "yellow" has all kinds of legends about Mochizuki Peak, as well as the second turn of the sword intent, the first sword rolling Longbi, etc., the elders of the sect, who are very taboo and don't want to talk about the past.

The figure of that person was more and more filled in Li Xiaoyi's mind, as well as the wine giver in Gu Ling's mouth, just a sword made him dare not set foot in the cultivation realm for the rest of his life.

I don't know why, his heart fluctuated, and he raised his eyes to look around, the Langya Secret Realm, which he didn't expect, had already made him interested, and there might be a connection between the Sword Washing Pavilion and that person that he didn't know.

And the demon lord who can create a sect on his own, here, can he find the origin of it all?

Sun Jiaqi suddenly said at this time: "Someone!"

Retracting his thoughts, Li Xiaoyi, who was distracted, took the opportunity to look over, there were really people not far away, and when his divine sense quietly dispersed, Sun Jiaqi's face turned red, but Li Xiaoyi smiled.

After a few ups and downs, the two approached there, a tall black iron statue, standing in front of them, although the traces of time have mottled the statue itself, but ......

The two of them looked at it for a while, and they both had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

The statue looked up at the sky, its hair hanging down to the ground, and a cave had collapsed at its feet.

When Li Xiaoyi waved his hand, the sword light burst out, and when the smoke and dust flew everywhere, a dark hole appeared in front of the two of them.

The two glanced at each other, and a bad smell wafted out of the hole, and the two who had to retreat walked in one after the other when the smell gradually faded.

And on the periphery of the Great Rift Valley, there are still many cultivators who are constantly pouring into it, and in the thick fog, an extremely tragic battle has just begun.

Far away from the great northwest, but also far away from the Central Plains, is a vast ocean, on a certain island, the dragon roars to the sky, the volcano surges into the sky, the fiery red color, illuminates the gradually dimming sky.

One person lifted a sword, crisscrossing the magma fire red, the man's purple robe fluttering, unstained with dust, black dragon head, roaring and spewing endless flames.

The man swung his sword with a sword, and the entire volcano began to collapse, and when he opened the gate of heaven with a sword blow, and then lifted the flames and mud and stone together, Lu Lengxuan swung his sword again with a sneer on his face!

The big waves of the tsunami, with the violent vibration, seemed to change the sword intent of the day, and when they collapsed and collided together, no one dared to enter this sea area, and no sea beast dared to be involved.

There was only one person and one sword, back and forth, until a dragon egg was in his hands, the smoke on the sea was surging, and the volcano was still collapsing, but he ignored the black dragon that was going to fight hard, and left with a smile, and embarked on the way back, a few flashes, and disappeared without a trace......