A cold glint shot out of He Qi's eyes, "Murong Jiu, you go back and tell your master, in ten years, I, Zhou, will come to Pingping Soul Breaking Village." ”

Murong Jiu shouted, "Boy, you want to run!"

He Qi rolled his eyes and sneered: "If you want to keep me, you have to step forward a little." ”

Murong Jiu was terrified in his heart, how dare he step forward with the god-like blow just now.

"Even if you don't dare to step forward, you won't be accompanied by you, remember to tell the owner of Broken Soul Village, and tell him to wash his neck and wait for me to cut it. He Qilang laughed, his body shook, and suddenly turned into a ball of water and melted into the river.

The water above the void instantly lost the power of control and fell like a waterfall, and for a time the peaks were like gathering, and the waves were like fury.

Murong Jiu waited for a few breaths before daring to come forward to check, and at this time, the white waves were heading eastward, and the jasper stream more than ten zhang wide was full of mist.

Murong Jiu's divine thoughts spread, and wisps of pure spiritual fluctuations spread out to all around, but he couldn't detect the traces of the other party.

It turned out that He Qi had already taken advantage of the wind and rain in the sky to cast the innate water escape method and escaped several miles away.

Murong Jiu suddenly felt a chill in his heart, knowing that it was not he who caught up with others just now, but because the kid of unknown origin wanted to fight, it could be that the Murong family really kicked the iron plate this time.

"No, we have to go back and report to the owner. ”

The man's figure flashed, and in an instant, it swept nearly a hundred feet away. walked in a hurry, and didn't even pick up the two inferior magic weapons that were cut by He Qi.

Let's say that after this Murong Jiu flew hundreds of miles, he suddenly saw a few rays of light on a mountain in the distance.

Murong Jiu's expression was sharp, and he turned his light and flew towards the mountain. Just as he flew away, his body began to shrink slowly, slowly losing half a head, and his facial features gradually began to change, from the original thick eyebrows and big eyes to a young man with ordinary facial features, and by the way, the long beard also began to retract into the skin, these facial features are exactly what He Qi looks like.

"Guys, hold on a little longer!" one shouted, frantically urging a crescent blade.

In the dense forest, six people are besieging a golden-horned python, this python is as thick as a bucket, trapped by a huge net, rushing left and right to twist the huge snake body, the snake tail sweeps, very fierce, where it passes, the grass breaks and the wood is broken, a piece of high-bluestone on the ground, is broken by the snake's tail, and the golden-horned snake is like a living steel whip.

"Quick, the demon net is going to be broken, do it! The inferior goods sold in the artifact workshop are going to kill Lao Tzu!" A big man shouted: "If Lao Tzu's Destroying Hammer is still there, one hammer can finish off this goods." ”

"Martial arts friend, make a quick move!" the dwarf shouted.

"Look at my artifact," shouted the monk who practiced the crescent blade, and with a pinch of his hand, he stepped forward and shouted, "Slash"

The cold light of the crescent moon blade flashed brightly, turning into a cold light two feet long, and slashed towards the golden horned snake that was about to get out of trouble.

The golden horned snake has low intelligence, does not know fear, and the crazy instinct that the demon beast is born with is completely stimulated, the snake's eyes are blood-red, and a mouthful of fishy mist erupts from one mouth, and the five monks who are controlling the giant net hurriedly retreat.

Just look at the poisonous mist, turning all the surrounding plants and trees into black, the poisonous general, it is very terrifying. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was controlling this huge net, the golden horn python actually broke through, and the golden horn shot out a golden light on its head, blocking the killing blow of the monk surnamed Wu.

The charming woman in Tsing Yi was so frightened that she was scared, "Run!"

After the golden horn snake got out of the trap, it was extremely angry, the snake body was erected, it was seven or eight zhang high, and it had the posture of a divine dragon flying into the sky, but when the erected golden horn snake had not yet pounced, a sharp sword qi three zhang long flashed, and the invincible golden horn snake was cut in two.

The snake's head fell, and the light of the two blood-red snake eyes had not yet dissipated, and they were still writhing wildly, and the severed snake body spewed out a stream of fishy snake blood, and slowly fell.

"Thank you for saving me!" said the dwarf excitedly.

Su Yang said: "I didn't expect to see you for a few days, and I met Daoyou again, and Daoyou's exercises are really clever." ”

"Do you know me?" Murong Jiu asked rhetorically.

Ding Ling, a charming woman in Tsing Yi, said inexplicably, "Didn't we just meet a few days ago, Daoyou, you are really ruthless!"

'He Qi' curled the corners of his lips coldly and mockingly, and smiled darkly, "Is it ruthless? Now this seat can show you what is really ruthless." ”

'He Qi' a murderous aura penetrated the body.

As soon as the monk surnamed Tu saw the two fierce lights in the eyes of 'He Qi', he knew that something was wrong, and he had been living and dying for a long time, and he was very vigilant, so he snapped up and shouted, "Run separately!"

'He Qi' swept everyone with contempt, and as soon as his hand was sealed, a phantom of a crane flew out, and immediately several earth-shattering screams sounded in the dense forest. Half of the six people who fled separately fell in an instant.

'He Qi' looked at the two fleeing lights in the west, and an unfathomable smile appeared on his face, and one of them made a seal, recalling the flying crane.

Turning his head again, he saw that the bumpy figure in the south had disappeared into the dense forest, and the fake He Qi's eyes did not show a trace of obscene smile.

The female cultivator in Tsing Yi, who was faster than Murong Jiu, who pretended to be Heqi, rushed forward, only to see a flower in front of her, and there was an extra figure, this woman couldn't close the momentum for a while, and screamed in horror and crashed directly into the man's arms.

"Hahahaha!" Murong Jiu laughed unbridledly, startling the birds in the mountains and forests, sweeping away He Qi's defeat emotion, and a finger popped out a spiritual light, sealing the female cultivator Dantian surnamed Ding, staring at the prey in his arms with hooked eyes.

Soon, a scene of bow violence was staged in the dense forest.

He Qi didn't know that he thought he was framed, he went down the river in the jasper stream, and the battle just now was not damaged at all, but the consumption of true yuan and divine consciousness was not small.

At the moment, he is not in Jilei Mountain, and he is not a disciple of a famous sect, He Qi does not dare to exhaust his strength, and has to leave a strength to deal with accidents that occur at any time.

Hundreds of miles downstream of the Jasper Stream, He Qi sat at the bottom of the water, slowly absorbing and refining the power of the water spirit.

In the Purple Mist Mountain Range, the monk surnamed Tu who fled away was shocked and touched back to that mountain range, the golden python that was cut in two had been dead for a long time, but the bones of this fourth-order top demon beast were unexpectedly unexpectedly unexpected.

A wave of bad omen quickly flooded over him.

A thin demon bee led the way, this big man surnamed Tu followed this small demon bee, over a small hill, the scene in front of him made his eyes crack, it turned out that a big tree trunk in front of him fell a smooth woman who was tied like hooves of four horses, when the mountain wind blew, a burst of swaying, but people were not angry. Apparently tortured to death by the other party.

The little demon bee flew around the torn clothes, and the monk surnamed Tu raised his head to the sky and roared, "If I don't take revenge, I will not be a man."

(End of chapter)