The ninth-level cultivator of the other Qi Refining Period was definitely unable to resist in the face of the sudden challenge of the Bloody Hand Man Demon, and there was no way but to wait for the rescue of his predecessors.

It's a pity that Li Yunlong's Divine Soul Realm is so deep that it surpasses the bloody hand human demon, a guy who can't afford to lose, and it seems that he just shrank back to avoid the center of his attack power.

That little aftermath just broke Li Yunlong's thunder shield, and at this time, Li Yunlong's retreating figure spit out a mouthful of blood, as if his face was pale.

"Bold!" Zhang Zhengyang and several foundation building period monks took action to stop the follow-up means of the bloody hand human demon. They were really stunned just now, it was actually Taibai Jianjun's unique method. The content inside is so imaginative!

"I lost!" Feng Wu said directly with some frustration, the sword of divine consciousness just now was already merciful, otherwise it would not be difficult to penetrate the skull directly.

It seemed that seeing that Li Yunlong was injured by a blow from his own bloody hands and demons, Feng Wu took out a spirit talisman painted with a jade-colored five-story pagoda from the storage bag and threw it at Li Yunlong.

There was not a hint of activation of the Aura memory above.

"The two don't owe each other!" Li Yunlong still had blood stains on the corner of his mouth, but he smiled and conjured a big hand with his true yuan mana and took away the spirit rune.

Feng Wu didn't say a word and turned back to the Blood Spirit Gate team, a bead of blood between her eyebrows slipped down from the tip of Xiuqiao's nose and dripped into the snow-white place of her neckline when she walked slightly, gorgeous and poignant.

"This is in my Taixuanmen! Wangdao is friendly and self-sufficient!" Zhang Zhengyang and the other monks in the foundation building period saw that the other party was soft, and took out a blunt remark to compensate for the remaining anger.

"If Uncle Xiao has lost your disciple, unless you don't go out of the mountain gate for the rest of your life!" Feng Wu, a junior in the Qi refining period, was actually able to be called Uncle Shi by a powerful foundation building period monk like the Bloody Hand, the Human Demon, and so on, which shows that his origin is terrifying.

"It's really scared of me! You guy just bullies juniors because of your cultivation age, not to mention that after a hundred years, my junior will have the confidence to beat you and cry and can't find a place!" Li Yunlong is now hiding behind the crowd and starting to be arrogant, this face is most in line with some geniuses.

"So far, I have won a big victory in this competition, what do you think?" Zhang Zhengyang said with three points of anger and three points of ridicule.

“...... Hmph!" The Bloody Hand Man Demon really had nothing to say, and threw out more than a dozen pieces of magic weapons, or talismans, or refining alchemy materials, and left with the ugly face of the Blood Spirit Sect monk.

This time, the monks of the Qi Refining Period and the Foundation Building Period of the various sects all firmly remembered the figure of the juniors of the Taixuanmen Sect who left the station in the Qi Refining Period.

In front of everyone, the Blood Spirit Sect monks lost and had nothing to say, and the other sects couldn't find fault with it.

The upper echelons of the major sects are still continuing to 'communicate', and the monks of the foundation building period and the monks of the qi refining period have experienced a slight decline in enthusiasm after the competition between the blood spirit gate and the Taixuanmen and the competition between the elite disciples of the Taixuanmen and the major sects that come to exchange with each other.

"Senior brother, what kind of good thing is that, I see that your eyes are all gone!" Jin Mandi visited Li Yunlong in the name of condolences, and curiously asked what Feng Wu, who had a very scary background in the Blood Spirit Gate, had come up with.

"No matter how much I smile, my eyes are bigger than yours! It's not a good thing, it's just a talisman treasure of the Five Spirits Qiankun Tower. "What he said was light-hearted, in fact, for Li Yunlong at this stage, this thing is too useful.

"Senior brother, you see that you are so powerful, how about the transfer of this Laoshizi rune treasure to the junior brother, the price is absolutely satisfactory to you!" As soon as I heard it, it was only a monk above the knot pill who could pay a great price, and then sacrificed the power of the natal magic weapon to refine the rune treasure gold all over the ground, and every pore on the whole body exuded the meaning of wanting.

"Hey, can you have the equivalent of exchanging it for a talisman treasure?" Li Yunlong knew that Jin Mandi was born and was not from a family of monks, how much chance and luck could the mortal family in the secular world have to obtain a treasure that was very precious to a cultivator?

"Senior brother, don't spread the word, my family was doing business at sea to avoid pirates, and luckily got a strange stone in a reef group that few people visit. Just two days ago, an uncle of mine came to visit me at the foot of Taixuanmen Mountain, and I handed it over to my younger brother. Senior brother, are you knowledgeable and broad-minded, are you satisfied?" Jin Mandi seemed to have some uncertain gains and losses.

“... If the junior brother changes today, he will earn it, and he will regret it when he marries the Dan in the future. This is the best grade in meteorite materials, and it is a good thing that can be used as the main material for refining the magic weapon of the illusion attribute. Li Yunlong didn't intend to take advantage of this, the key is that Jin Mandi is his own person and will be stable in the future.

It would be unwise to lay the blame for the sake of a precious refining material, and it will vary from person to person.

For the sake of a good material, the monks who have made friends with each other can't even count in the cultivation realm.

But before Li Yunlong finished speaking, there was a special idea coming out of the small world on his chest that had just opened up for a long time, and it was longing for the stone that seemed to be only the size of a fist and had a little bit of swimming light on the surface.