To put it bluntly, these people all took money to take her life.

Luo Qing thought about it, thinking that she had offended someone, and in the early stage of building a foundation against her, four people were dispatched, so how could such a big battle be a mortal enemy......

The demon cultivator led by him pointed at Ren Xingcheng and said: "Boy, a few brothers collect money to do things, don't want your life, if you don't want to die, get away!"

Ren Xingcheng glanced at Luo Qingli, the eyes of the two met in the air for a moment, and he retreated to the side with understanding, and those people stopped talking nonsense when they saw this, and they all showed their magic weapons and attacked Luo Qingli.

However, in the next moment, Luo Qingli disappeared in place, and all the attacks fell into the void.

After reaching the foundation building period, she has become more proficient in mastering the Lost Steps, and the first "flash flash" has been able to teleport, and she has already retreated from the battle circle in a few steps.

And Ren Xingcheng, who had already retreated, suddenly threw a small fist-sized poison ball with a black body.

This poison ball doesn't look amazing, but it sells for two thousand spirit stones in Jade Toad Zongfang City, which is almost comparable to a high-grade magic weapon, and this ball is only a one-time consumable.

After the poison ball hit the ground, a purple smoke burst out, a pungent smell spread, and the smoke was mixed with countless goose feather needles, which completely ignored the body protection aura and body protection demon qi around the four people, once it was pierced into the flesh, even if it was just one, it could corrode off a piece of skin and flesh in an instant, and the toxin entered the blood, spreading rapidly, and the detoxification pill could not pull it out.

Just such a poison ball can completely bring down a small group of third- and fourth-order demon beasts, but human monks have various defensive magic weapons, which may not have such a good effect on dealing with them, but when they are taken by surprise, they can also lose part of the opponent's combat power.

Ren Xingcheng didn't believe that these people really planned to let him go, and when they cleaned up Luo Qingli, they might also catch up with him and kill him and take his storage bag.

The people of Alcatraz Island are living a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and they have already lost their hearts, even if they know that Luo Qingli's identity is extraordinary, as long as there is money to be made, they dare to kill, what else can't they do?

Moreover, Ren Xingcheng and Luo Qingli walked together together, and they were brothers and sisters in the same school, so there was really no reason to leave their partners and go by themselves.

It's already some distance away from the sect, and now I'm going back to the door to ask for help, and when the reinforcements come, I'm afraid they'll be cold, and they can't get rid of these people, so they can only kill them all!

"Ah——!h

One after another, cries of pain came from the purple smoke, Luo Qingli stood in the air with his flying sword, his eyes were sharp, and almost at the same time as the poison ball exploded, he had already taken out two fifth-order ice talismans and threw them towards the smoke.

These talismans were prepared by Song Jinghong, and a fifth-order talisman is enough to kill a monk in the late stage of foundation building, but the premise is that this monk has not used a defensive magic weapon, but the poison ball is in front and the talisman is behind, even if they don't die, they will be seriously injured.

After the ice talisman burst open, two more screams of pain sounded in the smoke, and two embarrassed figures came out of it, one was the demon cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and the other was a bearded man in the middle stage of foundation building, they were all hung with colors, and they were burned out of blood holes by poisonous needles, and the blood flowed like a note, and the bones were almost visible, as for the other two......

Luo Qing swept away his senses, and the two male cultivators in the poisonous mist were hit by the ice talisman, and the blood of his whole body was frozen from the inside out, and the whole person had become an ice sculpture.

With a flick of her sleeve, two cloud-piercing needles hit it, shattering the ice sculpture, and the people in the ice also broke into several pieces with the broken ice.

Having eliminated two people at once, and the other two were also injured, their chances of victory were undoubtedly much greater.

"Poison Cultivation!"

The bald demon cultivator looked at the blood hole on his arm that was punched by the poisonous needle, and there was a faint green smoke on it, and his eyes were splitting all of a sudden, the toxins in his body were spreading rapidly, and he swallowed a few antidote pills to no avail, and his face sank like water.

Far away in the extreme north, although the bald demon cultivator had heard that the Nanzhao Jade Toad Sect had a poisonous cultivation, he never thought that he would encounter it directly as soon as he came, if it weren't for his high cultivation, he could temporarily suppress the toxin, but now he is also the same as the two useless wastes on the ground!

There must be an antidote to that stinky boy......

The bald demon cultivator thought like this, and even Luo Qing couldn't care about this mission goal, he directly stretched out his hand into a claw, and the demonic qi surging all over his body, and the next moment, a black claw appeared in the void, and it grabbed Ren Xingcheng fiercely.

Ren Xingcheng sacrificed a square seal, the inspiration was bright, the square seal formed a wall, and slapped it hard, Luo Qingli also bumped into the mid-term male cultivator with a beard head-on.

Even if the bald demon cultivator was injured and poisoned, it was still a late stage of foundation building, and although the late stage and the early stage were in the same big realm, the gap between them was also very huge.

A higher cultivation level not only means that the spell is more powerful and the spiritual power is more refined, but the total amount of spiritual power stored in the body is also much higher.

Ren Xingcheng's strength was extraordinary in the early stage of foundation building, but she was afraid that she couldn't fight this demon cultivator, she had to solve the one in front of her as soon as possible, and then she could help.

Luo Qingli pulled out the Frost Sword, pulled a sword flower, and the sword qi converged into ice flowers, and these ice flowers converged into a belt of ice crystal flowers, flying towards the bearded monk like a spiral.

The bearded monk felt as if he was in the cold winter of the ninth count, the boundless cold made his movements involuntarily slow down, and he was also rich in combat experience, and in an instant, he took out a small cyan shield, the shield quickly became larger, and the aura flashed, blocking a string of ice flowers.

But this ice flower is not a pure flower, but is made of a mixture of sword qi and ice aura, the ice crystals are hard, like a knife like a sword, the sword qi is fierce, inch by inch, the sword momentum is like a rainbow, and the murderous aura is soaring.

The aura on the cyan shield was darkened by the ice flowers, and the bearded monk couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

As he held his shield steady, he threw out two flywheels, which spun at high speed, their serrations glowing with a faint black light, and a fierce sound of breaking the sky sounded everywhere he passed.

Luo Qingli condensed a thick ice shield, and the flywheel hit the ice shield, rubbing out countless ice slag debris, and cracks also appeared on the ice shield.

Seeing this, the bearded monk drove the flywheel even harder, but at this time, Luo Qingli condensed his divine sense and stabbed it hard.

"Ahh

The bearded monk was beaten, his body was weak, Luo Qing flashed away from his figure, and when he reached his back, he stabbed him with a sword.

A snow-white sword pierced through his chest, and the sword was still accompanied by scarlet blood, and the bearded monk looked down in a daze, his eyes getting darker and darker, and he couldn't see it.

After solving this, Luo Qingli immediately went to support Ren Xingcheng.

Ren Xingcheng was indeed too reluctant to deal with the late stage of foundation building alone, and the magic weapon of the demon cultivator was a string of skulls hanging around his neck, a total of eighteen skulls, surrounding him, floating up and down, and the two largest of them were still burning with dark green fire in their eyes, which looked eerie and terrifying.

Noticing that Luo Qingli had already killed the bearded monk in just a short time, the bald demon cultivator's gaze became even colder, he glanced at the two of them, and snorted coldly: "I underestimated you two rats......

Ren Xingcheng had many injuries on his body, covered in blood, but he couldn't see it clearly in a dark robe, the tip of the wolf's pen was already stained red with blood, he was half-kneeling on the ground, exhausted for a while, and his face was even more pale.

The bald demon cultivator snapped his fingers, and the large and small skulls floating in the air closed their teeth one by one, rushing towards them.

Luo Qingli clenched his fists and rushed to Ren Xingcheng.

Her whole body was surrounded by the sword qi wall, her eyes were distant and distant, the frost sword light crossed the cool and thin arc, her red lips opened lightly, and she lightly spit out four words: "Cold night ice rain——"

In an instant, the cold wind was blowing, the ice rain poured in, and the skeletons of all sizes were lost in the rain of ice droplets, and they were staggered by the beating, and the dark green fire flickered.

Luo Qingli concocted the same method, as before, and launched a divine sense attack on this bald demon cultivator, but this attack was like a stone ox entering the sea, and there was no response.

She was slightly stunned, tried again, and it was still the same.

The bald demon cultivator snorted and sneered, "Little Niangpi, your divine sense attack is useless!"

Since he took over the task to kill, he had to have an understanding of the strength and ability of the mission target, and put on a magic weapon to block the attack of the divine consciousness in advance, so this killer move was naturally ineffective.

After playing for these days, the toxin attached to the poison ball before spread faster with the operation of the magic power in his body, and he already felt that his limbs began to appear a temporary paralyzing effect, and if he dragged it on, the toxin continued to spread, and maybe it would really be planted in the hands of these two juniors.

There must be a quick fix.

The bald demon cultivator secretly said in his heart, his hands were sealed, and the skeletons scattered in the ice and rain were summoned by him, and spontaneously gathered together, combining into a larger skeleton, this skeleton was shrouded in a layer of demonic black light, and the blood basin giant mouth was opened, and a mouthful of black clouds were spit out, and the black clouds condensed into a huge heron eagle, and the eyes of the heron eagle jumped with a faint green light, screaming and swooping towards them.

Luo Qingli took out a white papa, this is the apology given to her by Yutang Zhenren two years ago, it is a magic weapon that integrates attack and defense, with a crane embroidered on it, as the white pa gently shook off, the crane seemed to come to life, flew into the sky from the white papa, and hit the pitch-black heron eagle.

"Chirp—"

The wind was blowing, the sand was flying, black and white intersected, and for a time only the sound of the wind could be heard, resounding in the sky.

However, the crane was soon defeated, and the heron eagle was like a king in the desert, its green eyes watching them and singing with its wings.

Luo Qingli opened the sword qi wall to the extreme, and the white silk handkerchief surrounded the two of them, and the ice shields turned into heavy ice walls and intercepted them.

Layer after layer of protection was done, the two of them were protected by the airtight, the sharp claws of the heron eagle grasped the ice shield, and easily shattered it, Bai Pa was shining, dutifully protecting the master, but with the momentum of the heron eagle, it quickly lost its brilliance.

The spiritual power in Luo Qingli's body was rapidly draining, and the huge pressure made her chest feel painful, and she couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, seeing that Bai Si Pa was almost useless, she threw out many talismans in one go, and the talismans exploded violently, rolling up the waves, and the strong air currents swept up, and the figure of the heron eagle finally faded and returned to nothingness.

However, at this time, Luo Qingli had almost no spiritual power left in his body.

She quickly swallowed two Qi Rejuvenation Pills, only to see the bald Demon Cultivator looking at them with a sneer, and the giant skeleton swallowed out another black cloud, which was condensing into the next heron eagle.

Luo Qingli's eyes changed slightly, and the spiritual power reserves in the early and middle stages were much different, this time, she didn't have the strength to stop it.

Ren Xingcheng raised his eyes and looked at Luo Qingli who was blocking in front of him, and after a short breath, he calmed down the churning qi and blood in his chest, straightened up, the aura around his body surged, his robe rattled, and the wolf's pen was thrown across the air, and a brilliant starlight crossed the sky.

Over the past year or so, the two have been learning from each other, and they have a good understanding of their respective fighting skills, and their cooperation with each other has been very tacit.

Luo Qingli took another Qi Returning Pill in his mouth, used the spiritual power of the second dantian, and rushed towards the bald demon cultivator with his sword.

This move surprised the demon cultivators.

The heron eagle took shape and rushed towards the two, Luo Qingli grabbed a handful of talismans and threw it at the heron eagle.

At the same time, the starlight in the sky had also condensed into a giant blade, and Ren Xingcheng slashed it with a knife, and shouted softly in his mouth: "Flying Star slashes in one go!"

The silver star giant blade slashed at the heron eagle, and an inch fell into it, and the various talismans exploded at the same time, and the heron roared, the starlight flickered, flying sand and rocks, and the earth collapsed.

In the loud explosion, billowing smoke and dust rolled up.

Luo Qingli was still affected by a little explosion, and the bright red blood soaked the blue skirt, but in the end, because of the body refining, the wounds on his body looked serious, but in fact, they did not hurt the vital point.

Qi Lang pushed her forward, Luo Qing flashed a few feet away from her figure, and she had already arrived in front of the bald demon cultivator, and she raised her foot and kicked towards him.

The demon cultivator was poisoned before, and the time in between must be enough to poison, he has always chosen to attack from afar, and he has probably reached the end of the crossbow, his body is paralyzed, and he is not flexible enough, and when it comes to close combat, Luo Qingli is confident that he can completely beat him.

Demon Xiu was shocked, he originally wanted to kill these two people in one blow, but he didn't expect that they still had the strength to spare!

His limbs were already very stiff, and he could only raise his hand in a hurry, but Luo Qingli's kick seemed to be full of strength, and the bones in his whole body were creaked by this kick, his chest was in sharp pain, and he fell from mid-air with instability.

Luo Qingli chased after him, and kicked down a few more times, the sound of thumping flesh was endless, and Mo Xiu clearly heard the sound of his bones shattering.

When his whole body was slapped into the dirt, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, but it was a long sword that pierced his throat, and warm blood spurted out, splashing on the white face of this female cultivator, like red plum blossoms.

The bald demon cultivator's pupils gradually dilated, and finally his head tilted and he lost his breath.

Luo Qingli gasped a few times and slowly straightened up.

This area was in shambles because of their battle, Luo Qingli looked in the direction of Ren Xingcheng, but saw that he had fallen to the ground unconscious.