There were no words all the way, and after flying at a high speed for about three hours, the sun set in the west, and the three of them also came to the boundary of Beizhou.

Passing over a snow-covered mountain range, the sky became cold, and the Qingfeng Ancestor slowed down.

"Little doll, the old man has fulfilled the contract truthfully for my senior brother and brought you to Beizhou, do you want to join my Qingmiao Sect, or do you want to leave on your own. If you enter my gate, the old man will protect your life, but you must not be an enemy of the Xuanling Gate after that. Qingfeng Ancestor was not interested, so he said indifferently.

"Qingfeng seniors, juniors don't dare to bring trouble to your family, and are willing to leave on their own. Li Qingshan said respectfully.

On the way, Li Qingshan had already made a decision not to go to the Qingmiao Sect to practice, he didn't want to put his life in the hands of others, let alone lose his freedom and go with the flow. Although the safety guarantee of entering the Qingmiao Sect may be greater, but under the fence, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do anything in this life, and I will not be able to avenge the destruction of the door. Besides, he still has some secrets, and he doesn't want others to know, and it is not convenient to enter the Qingmiao Sect to practice.

"Okay, I'll lay you down when I'm looking for a city. Qingfeng Ancestor nodded and continued to fly forward.

I didn't go far, there was still no one nearby, and suddenly, Qingfeng Ancestor and Qinghong Ancestor both stopped.

Li Qingshan thought that Qingfeng Ancestor was going to put him down, but he didn't see the flying sword falling, and the two of them looked solemn and looked straight at the eastern sky.

Li Qingshan also looked to the east, and a white light suddenly appeared, and a white figure suddenly appeared in the air a hundred zhang away, slowly coming.

The person who came did not hide his figure, his long hair was untied, he was cold and elegant, and he was not one of the previous ancestors. Li Qingshan always felt that this person's figure looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

"Isn't it enough for Daoist friends to get the method of transforming gods? "First there was the Eight Directions Ancestor who stopped it, and then the senior brother who had been with each other for hundreds of years left again, and the Qingfeng Ancestor was not in a good mood, and said coldly.

"The method of transforming the gods is only regarded as a treasure by the frog at the bottom of the well, and all I want is the elixir on the two of them. The person said lightly.

"Good thief, for 5,000 years, the ancestors of all parties have been peaceful. Today, my senior brother and I will take you down and see which sect dares to do such a thing. Qinghong Old Ancestor's eyes were cold and he shouted.

"Senior sister, don't be reckless, if this person dares to come, he must have something to rely on, and maybe there is a helping hand. Qingfeng Ancestor admonished.

"Senior brother, don't worry!" Qinghong Ancestor responded, and with a wave of his right hand, countless ice blades suddenly appeared in the air, cold and compelling, stabbing towards the white-clothed monk like a rain of flowers in the sky.

The white-clothed monk was calm, and a fiery red circle of light appeared on his body, and the ice blade thorn immediately melted and evaporated on it, without causing him the slightest damage.

Knowing that the spell was useless to this person, Qinghong Ancestor spit out a cyan sword, turned into six sword shadows, and surrounded and suppressed the white-clothed monk from six directions.

The white-clothed monk still did not dodge, and a golden circle of light similar to the golden bell jar appeared on his body, emitting a dazzling light.

The cyan sword continued to stab towards the aperture, and under the shadow of the sword in the sky, there was a grinding sound in the aperture, but the light was still extremely dazzling, and there was no sign of weakness.

"Senior sister, stop. Qingfeng Ancestor's expression changed, and he said to Qinghong Ancestor.

Qinghong Ancestor also seemed to have noticed that something was wrong and recalled the sword.

"Come and don't be rude, the fairy has been attacking for so long, let's try how powerful the Dao method is. With a wave of his hand, an ice spear appeared in front of the white-clothed monk, stabbing at the Qinghong Ancestor like lightning.

Qinghong Ancestor sacrificed an umbrella-shaped defensive magic weapon, wanting to resist, but it was punctured in an instant, and the ice spear still stabbed at her. Qinghong Ancestor hurriedly dodged, and he was about to be stabbed.

"Senior sister, be careful!" Seeing this, Qingfeng Ancestor immediately flew towards Qinghong Ancestor, and the flying sword under his feet also slashed towards the ice spear.

The flying sword was withdrawn, and there was nothing to support at Li Qingshan's feet, so he immediately fell down, and in an emergency, where could the Qingfeng Ancestor still take care of Li Qingshan, and he did not cast a spell to rescue.

Thousands of feet in the air, if Li Qingshan falls, he will definitely die.

Li Qingshan still cared about hiding, sacrificed the cold light sword, placed it at his feet, and flew down crookedly.

Although it was the first time for the sword to fly, Li Qingshan had the feeling of being carried by the flying sword after all, and knew how to control the balance, so he did not fall from the flying sword and landed safely on the ground.

Li Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the sky.

There have been new changes in the air battlefield, and Qinghong Ancestor has been out of danger, and together with Qingfeng Ancestor, he confronted the white-clothed monk.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency, you can cast the fire, gold and water three system spells, no wonder you don't care about the method of transforming the gods, it must have been to complete the spiritual root. Qingfeng Ancestor wondered.

"It doesn't matter who is down there, I don't want to hurt the lives of the two people, hand over the elixir, I will turn around and leave. The whitefriar said calmly.

"Don't you think about it!" Qingfeng Ancestor didn't reply, and was thinking about the pros and cons, but Qinghong Ancestor directly refused, this was a parting gift from her senior brother, how could she give it away.

The white-clothed monk stopped talking, and five swords of red, yellow, blue, and green ink flew out of his body, and they were spread in all directions, forming a huge sword array.

In addition to the colorful sword light, Li Qingshan didn't know that he couldn't see the scene in the air clearly.

All this happened just in a moment, Li Qingshan was excited, knowing that now was not the time to watch the battle, if the Qingfeng Ancestor and them won, it was better to say, if this white-clothed monk won, maybe he would trample on his little ant by the way.

Li Qingshan naturally saw that this white-clothed monk had completed the spiritual root, and if he did not complete it, the vast majority of monks could only cast a series of spells. The power of this sword array is extremely huge, and it seems that the white-clothed monk has a greater probability of winning.

Li Qingshan once again sacrificed the cold light sword and flew crookedly towards the west.

Air.

In the face of the endless sword light, Qingfeng Ancestor struggled to support, but Qinghong Ancestor was in danger, and his delicate body had already been hit by several swords.

"Fellow Daoist, be merciful! We are willing to offer the elixir. Seeing that the junior sister was about to be assassinated on the spot, Qingfeng Ancestor hurriedly shouted.

"Hmph! So-and-so is not a murderer, leave the elixir, and you can leave. The white-clothed monk snorted coldly, but did not kill the killer, and stopped the sword light.

"Thank you, junior sister, take out the elixir quickly. Qingfeng Ancestor took out the elixir, and his divine thoughts were induced, and he pushed it to the white-clothed monk, and then said to Qinghong Ancestor.

Qinghong Ancestor, with a sad expression, finally took out the elixir.

The white-clothed monk withdrew the sword array, and the Qinghong Ancestor pulled the Qingfeng Ancestor away quickly.

The sky fell silent.

"The little one is kind of funny. The white-clothed monk looked in the direction Li Qingshan had left and muttered.