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Chapter Fifty-Four: Another Year of Heavy Snow

Li Qingshan sighed softly and stood up on his knees, like a boxer who had not yet recovered from his previous match and was forced to step into another ring. (The text was first published in the reading room biquge.info)

But there was no fear in his eyes!

That's it!

At some point, the sky was filled with snow, and the figures of the longing figures passed through the snow curtain, and the gorgeous silk robes fluttered lightly, leaving no traces on the snow, like ghosts in the snow.

The ghosts looked at Li Qingshan's gaze, like hunters who had found their prey, full of relaxed feelings, if there was any caution, it was that they were worried that the prey would escape.

"Senior Brother" pointed at Li Qingshan and asked, "Senior Brother Song, is this what you want to find someone?"

Song Ming said resentfully: "Senior brother, this is the person!"

"The fourth layer of qi refining?" Senior Brother pouted, looking extremely disdainful.

"Song Ming, you're too useless, you're a sixth-level qi refiner, and you were defeated by a person with a lower strength than you, I originally thought it was a strong player?"

The disciples of Jī Dushan laughed for a while, only feeling more relaxed and happy, and did not take Li Qingshan to heart at all.

Song Ming's face turned red, "Senior brother, although his qi refining cultivation is not high, he is a master of body refining, and he slapped me unharmed, so don't be careless." ”

Li Qingshan closed his eyes and sensed, one Qi Refining Nine Layers, two Qi Refining Eight Layers, five Qi Refining Seven Layers, and ten Qi Refining Six Layers, is this the strength of a mén faction?

Only by incarnating as a demon can they fight with Jiāo, but fighting Jiāo here is likely to attract their elders.

"Look, this guy has closed his eyes, is he resigned to his fate!" said a jī Dushan disciple with a smile.

Before the words fell, a thick fog rose, surging like a wave, and Li Qingshan turned around and disappeared into the mist. 《》

"It's not good, it's a fog talisman, he's going to escape!" Song Ming exclaimed.

It was as if someone had plucked the white clouds from the sky, and the fog quickly filled the entire Youquan Valley, and the pure white mist was extremely thick, and the five fingers could not be seen when you reached out, which contained the aura of the water spirit, even the eyesight of the qi refiner was greatly affected.

The senior brother snorted coldly: "Carving insect skills!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the spell condensed, the wind struck, and the fog was exhausted.

The valley was filled with the sound of the howling wind, and the sound of the people in their clothes hunting. Li Qingshan's figure suddenly appeared, and he had already swept to the distant hillside, and was fleeing at an extremely fast speed.

Since you can't fight, you have to escape!

"Senior Brother's Wind Technique is really powerful!"

"It's naïve to want to get out with such a little trick. ”

The disciples of Jī Dushan praised one after another, and their movements were not slow at all, and one by one they chased Li Qingshan with their big sleeves facing the wind.

At the beginning, Song Ming's figure when he flew into the Crazy Sword Villa was already extremely chic, but here, there were at least a dozen people, and even above him, every time he flew by, it was a hundred zhang away.

The senior brother's face showed pride, and after all the junior brothers set off, he shook his long sleeves, broke through the air, and came first, catching up with everyone, taking the lead, and quickly narrowing the distance with Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan carried the tiger demon to climb the mountain, jumped up to the top of the mountain, heard the whistling sound, and turned back suddenly.

The senior brother flew to the sky higher than the top of the mountain, and let out a long roar: "Jin jī peck!"

Li Qingshan felt as if a catastrophe was coming, just because he was playing this little worm.

A huge golden sèjī beak, pecked through the air, has been used on the jī Du Mountain supreme law mén, all the jī du mountain disciples, their hearts are all admired, a trick mén, although the inner mén disciples have to teach, how can it be used by the senior brother jīng wonderful, I didn't expect the senior brother to make such a strong move, that kid is dead. Templar

Li Qingshan felt that no matter how he dodged, he would never be able to avoid this light peck, and with a wave of his right hand, the long whale swallowed the light in his mouth, and suddenly squirted out a transparent water ball the size of a fist.

Rumble!

The water god thunder collided with Jī's beak in mid-air.

The light wheel blooms, and the wind presses against the woods, forming a wheat-like scene.

The senior brother blurted out: "Dehydration God Thunder!" The true qi was a dàng, smashing the incoming qi làng, but the body shape also slowed down slightly, how could a mere fourth-layer qi refiner use the water god thunder, suddenly noticed the spiritual weapon in Li Qingshan's hand, and suddenly understood, "high-grade spiritual weapon" Song Ming said well, this kid is really extremely rich, and he is a good prey worth hunting.

And those jī Dushan disciples on the ground were not as relaxed as him, several of them were not cultivated enough, and they were swept backwards by the wind, and they were just about to export their sycophants, so they had to swallow their stomachs, their faces were full of surprise, how could a fourth-layer qi refiner block the golden jī peck of the senior brother?

Only Song Ming shouted: "Let me say, this guy is not easy to deal with!" There was a feeling of raising his eyebrows in his heart, and he hoped that Li Qingshan would perform some more powerful tricks and support him under the hands of the senior brother for a while, which would prove that it was not that he was incompetent at the beginning, but that the enemy was too strong.

Li Qingshan took advantage of this effort, he had already jumped off the top of the mountain, head and foot, the heaven and earth were overturned, and the cold wind was whistling.

The nearest underground dòng pass is only thirty miles away, under a mountain peak, and if it is on the plain, the thirty miles are only a matter of moments, but between the mountains, every mile traveled means to climb a great mountain.

Although it is still the remnant vein of Cangmang Mountain, and it has not really entered the depths of Cangmang Mountain, but the mountain is majestic and strange, and it cannot be measured by common sense, any mountain peak, placed on the earth in Li Qingshan's previous life, can be called a famous mountain.

Even though Li Qingshan has the skill of the Tiger Demon to climb the mountain, his travel speed is also greatly affected, and he casually pasted a medium-grade Qingfeng talisman on himself, making the speed a little faster, and the dead wood that has withered its leaves is like a tree coming head-on, but even so, it can't be distanced, every time he turns around, the ninth-layer qi refiner is closer to a few points.

But he wasn't worried, all he thought about was running away.

The senior brother was also very surprised in his heart, a fourth-level qi refiner was able to burst out with such a speed, he used the "golden jī flapping wings", most of the time, he was gliding in the sky, not affected by the terrain, and still couldn't catch up at once, this casual cultivation was really not an easy person.

The two of them crossed the mountains all the way, and gradually widened the distance between them and the disciples of Jī Dushan behind them, and the killing intent in Li Qingshan's eyes became heavier and heavier, and he casually dropped a spirit stone that had exhausted his spiritual energy, and then took another piece to quickly replenish his true qi.

And the "Cursive Sword Book" has been taken out by him and placed in his arms, which can be taken out at any time and kill the enemy.

Li Qingshan turned around and glanced at the "senior brother" who was less than a hundred zhang away, but his gaze crossed the senior brother and looked at the sky higher, the sky was already dark, and the snow was heavy, and no one noticed except him that high in the sky, a red star flashed rapidly.

Xiao An stepped on a huge skull, dragging a scarlet tail flame, piercing through the blizzard, his long hair in his robe danced in the wind, his eyes flashed with red light, and his eyes pierced through the wind and snow, overlooking the mountains.

Such a snowy night, such a mountain, such a scene, it seems familiar.

Unconsciously, a year has passed, but this time, she will not be so weak again, and she will no longer have to look at him in despair and powerlessly.

This time, she's going to help him!

Just wait for him to give the signal to attack!

Li Qingshan read in his heart: Farther away, farther away!

The senior brother didn't know that he had fallen into a trap of heaven and earth, and the identities of the hunter and the prey were quietly reversed. He hadn't thought at all that a mere fourth-layer qi refiner could do him any harm.

Li Qingshan once again climbed to the top of a high mountain, and the senior brother took this opportunity to shorten the distance to within thirty zhang, his face was happy, his right hand was raised, and a golden light shè went away, penetrating the blizzard, and pulling out a straight golden ray.

Li Qingshan sensed the danger, and he didn't have time to turn back, so he put the ice blade behind him with his backhand.

With a "ding" sound, the golden light was deeply nailed into the ice blade, and Li Qingshan's tiger mouth shook violently, only to see clearly that the golden light was a golden sèjī ling, a Xuan ice frozen with ice water, which was stronger than a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it would be pierced by this small jī ling. Its power is even higher than that of Grandma Ximén's red thread needle.

Isn't the body protection true qi and body protection spell as fragile as paper, even if it is a defensive spirit weapon, if it is not of the highest grade, I am afraid that it is likely to be pierced by a single blow.

The senior brother's face was even heavier, he saw that Jin Jī couldn't kill Li Qingshan, so he would never use it a second time, and instead used this life spirit weapon, Jin Jīling, but he didn't expect to be blocked by an ice blade.

This gold jī ling is not like an ordinary high-grade spiritual weapon, but a spiritual weapon that the disciples of jī Dushan, from the beginning of refining qi, began to cultivate, constantly infused with true qi, and whenever their own cultivation is improved, they will join jīng gold forging, and finally refine such a gold jī Ling, which consumes countless painstaking efforts. But the power is also really strong and terrifying, and it can only be urged by myself with this mén method.

Li Qingshan did not jump down towards the pitch-black valley, but stopped, turned around, and the ice blade in his hand quickly deformed, wrapping the golden jīling into it, forming a huge ice mound.

The top of the elder brother's lone pine, swaying with the wind and snow, sneered contemptuously: "Don't you escape?" Looking around: "This place is really good as a burial place!" For Li Qingshan's actions, he didn't care at all.

Li Qingshan said: "The original words are returned." The ice water had all spewed out, wrapping the golden jīling into a round ball and stepping on it.

The senior brother snorted coldly: "The dead duck has a hard mouth! If you still use this kind of carving insect technique, I will let you see it, the power of the jīdu mountain, the golden jī Yao Ri!"

Jin Jīling burst out with a dazzling glow, shining the ice ball thoroughly, turning it into a golden sè, which was beautiful.

Li Qingshan felt that the Xuan Ice was melting rapidly, as if he was restrained by the power of the golden jīling, and he couldn't trap this golden jīling.

The senior brother flew down: "Learn to be smart in the next life, don't offend the disciples of Jī Dushan!"

Li Qingshan sighed with emotion: "Another year of heavy snow!"

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