The dragon turtle shield rotated and blocked, and it was not stopped, not only the impact of external forces, but also the feminine looking man, which made Li Xiaoyi's heart tremble, and the continuous consumption of the power from the soul crossed the dragon turtle shield and directly impacted Li Xiaoyi's body.

Fortunately, there is the soul of the barbarian Jiao on the silver Jiao armor, and it is the best to resist it, and the attack at the spiritual level is the most uncomfortable.

Li Xiaoyi dodged one after another, wandering in the crowd, shifting and transposing, following the shadow, and the ever-changing body of the gods was fully unfolded.

Others said that the bearded man and the feminine young man, their divine senses were locked on Li Xiaoyi's body, and they followed all the way, and from time to time they suddenly struck a blow, making Li Xiaoyi stop and go, and his mind was difficult to guard.

When he couldn't bear it anymore, he looked up at those who had fallen to the ground, and then gritted his teeth and ran away.

Compared with Li Xiaoyi's enemies everywhere, two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, Mu Jianchen and the others have the cooperation of the disciples of their own sect, condensing the sword array to echo each other and support each other, it can't be said that it is very easy, at least it will not be as embarrassed as Li Xiaoyi.

In a big war, the most uncomfortable thing is to be targeted by someone with a heart, in that case, it is difficult to do it with a secret hand, a sneak attack, or even a fight and retreat.

Especially the Demon Sect cultivator who was about the same realm as himself, Li Xiaoyi had to sacrifice the True Spirit Jinpa again, a strange beast mixed with the bloodline of Qiqi, and as soon as he came out, he took him with him, teleporting continuously.

The real person of understanding couldn't control him, and while Li Xiaoyi kept breaking out of the battlefield, the strange beast with the strange blood, the figure suddenly froze, and an old man in black robe with a grim face suddenly appeared.

The incarnation was invisible, wrapped around the side of the alien beast, and it was more violent than the attack of the feminine man's divine soul.

The shape-shifting beast has no flesh and blood, to put it bluntly, it is the soul of the original beast body, and it is the achievement of the spirit body.

The Heavenly Demon belongs to the best at soul shock, and then there is formlessness and substancelessness, and its speed of escape is not much compared to sword cultivation.

At the same time as the body of the alien beast exploded, Li Xiaoyi's figure appeared, and in the center of the silver Jiao armor, the dragon's eye opened, and the soul of the brute Jiao was entangled and circulated, which could be regarded as a solid blockade of a blow.

Followed by a bearded man, his whole body was like a black iron cast, with a giant plate axe steaming black in his hand, and the moment he saw Li Xiaoyi, he didn't want to throw an axe.

Far and near, there was no one near and far, and it was already on the edge of a sea of yellow flowers, near a bare mountainside.

First used the dragon turtle shield to block this heavy blow, Li Xiaoyi's blood surged, and his face was hideous.

To be honest, since he cultivated, except for the pursuit of the iron-armored corpse, Li Xiaoyi has never been so embarrassed.

It's just a sheep that bites when it's in a hurry, not to mention Li Xiaoyi, who already likes to kill.

He simply put away the dragon turtle shield, kept his feet on the ground, and looked at the bearded man who had approached, as well as the old man in black robes.

Drawing the knife in his left hand, the knife intent was pervasive, and the black-robed old man looked up and down at Li Xiaoyi's silver armor, and then watched it disappear into Li Xiaoyi's white robe, his eyes showed greed.

"Hei Laosan, give him to me!" The black-robed old man stared at Li Xiaoyi with his eyes, but his words were said to the bearded man.

"No, this little white face owes me an axe, Tianxin Lao'er, there are people in the Dao Sect over there for you to cultivate the Heavenly Demon Great Soul Devourer, you can't rob me of this!"

"Hmph!", Tianxin Lao Dao's figure did not move, and Hei Laosan did not stand still.

The three of them looked at each other, and it was Li Xiaoyi who shot first, a thousand heavy curtains were raised, and the knife was not swept into the foggy sky with the knife intent, and on the ground, a heavy knife curtain was lifted.

As soon as Hei Laosan's body turned, the moment the two blackboard axes came out of his hands, the space seemed to be distorted.

The two collided, the air shook, and the black demonic qi around the black old man's body condensed into armor, wrapping his whole body at the same time, and his body kept rushing forward.

Li Xiaoyi's horizontal knife was on the side, and after the air waves rolled, Hei Laosan carried a pair of big plate axes, and rushed to the front, raising his hand to split again, Li Xiaoyi drew the knife and cut off the water.

When the knife shook the double axe, the blade of the knife was lit up with seven colors of light, and the black magic qi that steamed in the double axe was steamed, and at the moment when the knife and the axe came into contact, it seemed to be a water vortex that had been withdrawn, and it shattered with a knife.

The endless black demon qi was all sucked into the blade of the knife, and the face of the black third man changed, and when his body retreated, Li Xiaoyi swung the knife and wanted to kill again.

The silver armor hidden under the black robe suddenly lit up, and while the body was coiled, Li Xiaoyi stepped back and pulled the blade of the knife, volleying and killing.

The direction of slashing and killing changed from Hei Laosan to Tianxin Lao Dao, but it was empty, the blade of the knife turned in mid-air, rippling the ripples of space, and before the blade of the knife could return to his hand, Hei Laosan's original retreating figure moved forward again.

With a volley of both hands, the black demon qi condensed into substance, and then turned into a black iron hammer, which smashed down on Li Xiaoyi's head.

His body did not move, but there was a phoenix chirping softly, his right hand drawing a knife, there was a phoenix coming instrument, and when the phoenix sang lightly and flew around his body, the heavenly spirit and divine fire spread out along the trend.

A faded phantom came out of mid-air, and when he staggered back, the four forbidden shackles had been thrown out by Li Xiaoyi.

As soon as Hei Laosan saw the flying phoenix bird, he thought of not wanting to, and when he took off his hand and shook the hammer, the black demonic qi on his body was steaming like a flame, wrapping him and retreating sharply.

A frightened cry did not come from Hei Laosan, let alone Li Xiaoyi, but the incarnation of an invisible Tianxin Daoist.

The four forbidden shackles, sealing the spirit, sealing the body, sealing the soul, and sealing the soul are the nemesis of cultivating heavenly magic.

And Hei Laosan, even if he withdraws quickly, Li Xiaoyi's Feng Laiyi has his own phoenix spirit, chasing and crushing, the Heavenly Spirit Divine Fire burns in the air, and in the blink of an eye, Hei Laosan is enveloped inside.

Over there, the old way of Tianxin struggled to flip, no matter what he did, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the four prohibitions.

Hei Laosan was still the same as before, a golden cicada came out of his shell, shed a black demonic qi, and appeared not far away.

Just when he was still trying to condense the black magic armor, a ghost claw suddenly entered through his chest, the pupils of the black third face shrank, and he wanted to turn back, but another ghost claw pressed on his head, and then pulled and pulled, tearing his head off.

The ghost's eyes were blood-red, and his originally lovely face was as hideous as a demon, opening its mouth to devour the corpse's neck, and the tower-like body quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Xiaoyi put away the Shuangyue Knife in the well, the dragon turtle shield rotated on the side, and as for the ghost, after devouring the flesh and blood essence of Hei Laosan, he flew in front of the eyes of the Tianxin Dao people.

The latter's demonic qi was sealed, and he couldn't break free, the ghost was dripping blood from his mouth, and a red tongue stretched out, licking it up and down, and it was immediately clean.

The people of Tianxin Dao had never been so frightened, and the moment the heart-rending voice opened his mouth, the ghost spirit had already pounced......

Li Xiaoyi stood in the shadow of the mountain, watching quietly without saying a word, until the ghost was finished, and then he summoned it back to the ghost head ring with a smile on his face.

This little guy is also pitiful, he hasn't eaten so much for a long time, Li Xiaoyi looked at the battlefield in the distance again, his eyes narrowed slightly, his body disappeared, and slowly disappeared into the shadows.