Less than an hour after the mysterious young man left, Xiao He stepped into the air with an angry face, holding the soul jade slip in his left hand, which had been shattered, he knew that Xiao Li was dead, thinking of this, he trembled uncontrollably, and with a trace of blood in his heart, Xiao He walked on the river in grief, evoking Xiao Li's corpse.

Looking at the many sword marks on Xiao Li's body and the finger holes penetrated by his eyebrows, Xiao He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, stretched out his trembling hand, peeled off the hair on Xiao Li's face that was wet by the lake water, and cried silently: "Li'er, dad is sorry for you, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."

Xiao He spit out a drop of essence blood, quickly held it in his hand, a strange energy overflowed from his body, Xiao He hit several obscure magic seals one after another, and shouted: "Blood Road, open" Suddenly the other hand grabbed Xiao Li's head, and with Xiao He's constantly shaking head, a figure slowly condensed in his mind, a figure with a giant sword in his hand and long silver hair.

Xiao He spit out a few drops of essence blood again, grabbed it in his hand, his somewhat haggard face instantly turned pale, and his mouth and nose also overflowed with a trace of blood, at this time he finally saw clearly the face of the person in his heart, that delicate face, full of cold youth.

"It's been a long time since the soul refining hell has been adding souls, killing me Li'er, causing me to lose twenty years of life, I want to make your consciousness annihilated" Xiao Li shouted angrily, his face was gloomy, looking into the distance, the cold light in his eyes kept flickering, and the murderous aura overflowing from his body was like substance, which made people shudder, and after staring at it for a long time, he withdrew his gaze, grabbed Xiao Li's corpse, and his body moved, and it had disappeared.

At the same time, Yan Le, who was flying on the sword, frowned, and suddenly a sense of suppression and panic suddenly appeared in his heart, and there was also a little chill behind him, this feeling was as if he was being stared at, which made people uncomfortable.

Yan Le hurriedly suppressed this feeling, his expression was solemn and kept thinking, why, for mortals, this feeling is called the sixth sense, but for monks, the situation is different, this feeling will not appear for no reason.

Stunned, he secretly exclaimed, he already knew that someone from the Xiao family must have discovered his whereabouts, or he used the great divine power to find out who killed Xiao Li, after all, the Xiao family is so powerful, it is not so simple, thinking of this, he hurriedly withdrew his divine sense, quickly drove the giant sword under his feet, and flew towards a mountain cliff.

When he was about to land, Yan Le jumped and jumped down, without any hesitation, he hurriedly found a hidden cliff, quickly picked up the giant sword in his hand, cut out a big hole, and then walked in.

Looking at his masterpiece, Yan Le nodded, took out a few medium-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, and hurriedly laid down a few low-level formations with hidden aura at the entrance of the cave, and after doing all this, he returned to the cave and sat cross-legged and began to vomit and repair the injuries on his body.

The news of Xiao Li's death spread like a flood, although the Xiao family tried their best to hide it, but it was still guessed by someone with a heart, the current atmosphere of the Xiao family has become tense, Xiao Li's death is not only a blow to the Xiao family elders and patriarchs, knocking on their hearts, even the disciples of the Xiao family have lost their previous arrogance.

Some of the disciples of the Xiao family who were sent out also returned to the clan one after another, and even when they fought with others, they were a little timid, and this kind of news was different in the ears of others, everyone was rejoicing, they were all happy, even some mortals or dignitaries in Baicheng were secretly excited, and when the Xiao family encountered such a thing, almost all of them happened in a dream.

At this moment, in the territory of Xiangguo, whether it is the big sect or the small sect in the hidden area, they have already stopped one after another, even if the battle is not as fierce as before, the death of the third young master of the Xiao family has given them a wake-up call, and no one will be happy if they continue to fight like this.

It's just that this situation only lasted for a few days, and a more fierce battle began to start than before, as if there was a big hand invisibly controlling the situation in the entire immortal cultivation world of Xiangguo, and some of the high-level sects were shocked when they heard the reports of the people below, and quickly reported this phenomenon in various ways.

In this war, the Xiao family is recognized as the most powerful family, and it is also the most serious loss of disciples in these days, and the atmosphere of the empire has changed color, but it has not affected Yan Le, who has entered the country.

A week later, Yan Le, who was immersed in the breath, slowly opened his eyes, and his face also showed a hint of enlightenment, the initial cultivation of Jindan has reached its peak, I am afraid that it will not take long to break through, some internal injuries and bone cracks on the body have slowly recovered in the past few days, and Yan Le, who is under the inner vision, can't help but feel a little happy.

"It seems that no one in the Xiao family is chasing after me, I don't know if I haven't found myself, or I have been delayed by some things, no matter what kind of thing it is, with my current cultivation, it is better to be cautious, otherwise I will be caught by the Xiao family, or find traces, then the consequences..."

This was when he was fighting with the disciples of the Xiao family, the other party died, Yan Le used the air to take things and collected them casually, as for Xiao Li's storage bag, he didn't dare to accept it, and he couldn't accept it, who knows if there would be a jade slip like the sensing position in it, or a jade pendant, but with such a cautious approach, he was still found by someone, Rao is Yan Le's current expression, and he couldn't help but become solemn.

"I don't know if it's Xiao Peng or Xiao He, Xiao Li he must die, and the Xiao family and I will take revenge one by one, no matter what we encounter in the future, what should come will always come" Yan Le muttered to himself, and couldn't help but think of the picture of his parents being forced to kill himself, and his outstretched palm began to hold it tightly.

took a deep breath, then sighed, shook his head a little sadly, shook off the thoughts in his heart, and casually poured the spirit stones and medicinal materials in the many storage bags he had snatched on the stone rocks under his feet, and began to constantly look for things that were useful to him.

There were eleven bags in total, and there were still a lot of storage bags that had not had time to be collected, which made Yan Le secretly cry out that it was a pity, and then he began to count the spirit stones in a hurry, and with the help of his divine sense, he swept away the small transparent stones that flashed in front of him, and he already had the answer in his heart.

"There are three hundred and twenty lower-grade spirit stones, and thirty-one medium-grade spirit stones" Yan Le said, and he almost swept away the broken spirit stones, after all, he had reached such a cultivation now, and the broken spirit stones were almost useless to him, because the spirit stones could not only help the monks refine and absorb the spiritual energy contained in them, but also cast some formations and so on, and although the broken spirit stones were spirit stones, except for some special circumstances, they were basically useless.

For example, the hidden formation outside the cave needs to be driven by five lower grade spirit stones, and there are some high-level formations, so you need a higher grade spirit stone to cast, if the spirit stone grade is not enough, although it can also be cast, but the power is greatly reduced, and it is unsatisfactory.

Unhurriedly, he put away the spirit stone and began to check some medicinal materials, at this glance, Yan Le's brows also furrowed, except for some fifty-year-old medicinal materials in front of him, there were almost no medicinal materials of a hundred years, which made Yan Le a little helpless.

After all, the disciples of the Xiao family are not like Xiao Li, as soon as they are born, there are countless resources for cultivating immortals, these medicinal materials of about fifty years, for them, they are treasures, but for Yan Le, they are a little useless, even if the elixir that is refined, it is a little bit to increase cultivation.

sighed, hurriedly put away the medicinal materials, and the rest were some jade slips that exuded luster, and various books, Yan Le picked up one casually without hurry, and looked at it intently, what was recorded in it were some disciples of the Xiao family, from the very beginning when the Xiao family was found to have a spiritual root, until the end of the task of accepting the pursuit of Yan Le, and some daily trivial matters, and some goals.

Yan Le swept through these things, found that they were useless, threw them on the ground, and continued to pick up another booklet at his feet and read them, until he finished reading them, and didn't find anything useful, except for some of the most basic mental formulas, which are the experience of cultivating all the way to the present.

Yan Le frowned and began to check the remaining jade slips, but unfortunately, under this inspection, almost none of them were useful to him, all of them were basic supernatural powers, or supernatural powers.

With a secret sigh, Yan Le stood up helplessly, and with a wave of his hand, many booklets and jade slips that were still on the ground were shattered and burst open.

In seven days, the formation that was cast at the entrance of the cave with spirit stones still existed, but the five lower-grade spirit stones had been shattered from them, and I am afraid that they would not be long before they turned into powder.