The strong man was uncomfortable by Li Dao, as if he was being targeted by a giant python, and he hurriedly stopped his pace and looked at Li Dao carefully. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Lingjue sensed that Li Dao was just a seventh-layer cultivation of condensation, and he couldn't help but be furious in his heart, this kid was only a mid-stage cultivator, and Lao Tzu was also a mid-stage cultivator, but it was a nine-layer condensation qi condensation, which was two layers higher than his cultivation, and he was actually frightened by him.

Thinking of the timidity just now, the strong man couldn't help but feel hot on his face, annoyed and angry, and shouted: "Boy, what kind of eyes do you have, Lao Tzu is uncomfortable to look at, eat my punch!"

Immediately, a punch blasted towards Li Dao, and Pang Pei's water aura turned into a ripple and swept over, like a big wave sweeping sand.

At this moment, Li Dao has faded the colorful smoke, and the blessing of this spiritual weapon for a long time is quite consuming of spiritual energy, and the strong man naturally can't sense it, otherwise he won't make a mistake.

But there is no regret medicine in life, how can Li Dao be a soft-hearted person, this strong man is looking for death by himself, but it is no wonder that he is ruthless.

It's just that the big sleeves waved forward, and suddenly a cyan wind dragon roared towards the strong man with teeth and claws, and it only tore the huge water aura in just an instant, and the next moment the strong man and a divine dragon swung their tails and didn't know where to go, only to hear a miserable scream coming from a distant place.

Although the current Li Dao's actual cultivation is only in the middle stage of condensation, his combat power is unfathomable, killing such a monk in the middle stage of condensation is as easy as strangling an ant, and he will not be so easy a few months ago, which is related to his many adventures in the past few days.

He didn't care about the life or death of the strong man, Li Dao looked at the way he came, wanting to see if the Green King and others came, at this time, the more than 100 monks had already flocked to the scene, just now Li Dao killed people and stood up, showing a strong cultivation, these monks all saw it, and they stopped at a distance of about a few zhang from Li Dao, and some were afraid to move forward.

It's just that the white cyclone is too tempting, and the greed in the hearts of these monks has prevailed, and many people have already winked at each other, pinching the tricks in their hands, signaling to take action together, and kill this roadblock first.

At this moment, these monks shared the same hatred and hatred, and Li Dao's only enemy on the spot, Li Dao was powerful, but they didn't believe that they could attack more than 100 people at the same time!

However, Li Dao had no intention of blocking the road at all, the reason why he didn't move was because he was observing these monks with his divine sense, and the number of these monks was much more than when Li Dao went up the mountain three days ago, and there were still many monks around Xingyue Lake who did not come.

Not counting the six major forces, the total number of these scattered cultivators is about one hundred and fifty, which is already a lot, more than half of the number three days ago.

Li Dao guessed that it should be the monks who came again in the past few days, and it seemed that there were more monks in the Linhai Continent than he imagined.

Most of the more than 100 monks in front of him are in the early stage of Qi Condensation, and there are few in the middle stage, so there is not much threat to him, as long as the Qingyun Sword comes out, all of them can be annihilated.

It's just that these monks have no enmity with him, and Li Dao has no possession of the white cyclone, so naturally he won't kill on a big scale, not to mention that more than a hundred monks really want to kill them cleanly, and they must be injured, after all, the overwhelming spells, with Li Dao's current cultivation level, even if they add colorful smoke and clothes, they will suffer heavy losses.

Seeing that the greed of these monks had prevailed, and the ghosts were about to attack him, Li Dao hurriedly dodged out of the way, and was ten zhang away from those cyclones.

Seeing this, the more than 100 monks were a little stunned, it seemed that the person was acting like this, and he had no possession of the cyclone, and immediately dispersed the magic trick in his hand, after all, no one was a fool, and the strong man's cultivation was also killed in an instant, and no one dared to step forward to ask for fun.

At this time, one person in the crowd couldn't bear it, and a young monk quickly ran towards the cyclone, seeing that he was about to enter, the rest of the monks immediately reacted, forgot Li Dao in an instant, and shot at this young man in a fit of rage, and suddenly five fireball techniques and more than ten ice ball techniques blasted towards the young man, and the aura was extremely violent.

The young man felt threatened, gritted his teeth, he took out a talisman seal from the storage bag on his waist, rubbed his hands, and suddenly thunder flashed, and a purple light flashed in the air, and the rune seal suddenly turned into a purple electric wall, and all the spells in the future were blocked, and in the violent electric flash, it was all completely different from those spells.

The young man took the opportunity to plunge into a cyclone, and under great joy, he began to operate, and his breath gradually began to merge with the cyclone.

Seeing this, many cultivators couldn't help but be angry, there were only five cyclones, there were only a large number of people, and there were already more wolves and less meat, and now that one was occupied, it meant that they would have fewer opportunities, how could they be so resigned.

The monks standing at the front glanced at each other, and were about to force the young man out, but at this time, many people followed the example of the young man and rushed towards the remaining cyclones, all of them were very smart, and knew that instead of fighting with the young man who possessed it, it was better to take the opportunity to seize the ownerless cyclone, which had a better chance.

Now it was chaotic, and many monks suddenly scuffled, intercepting those who went straight to the cyclone, but only a thin middle-aged man had a flash of eyes and resolutely ran towards the young man who entered the cyclone first, he wanted to grab food from his mouth.

"Stand down for Lao Tzu, this cyclone is mine, don't think about it!"

A tall man roared, threw a three-inch jade seal on his waist into the air, and suddenly turned into more than ten zhang in size, emitting a strong red light, and the huge spirit pressed down, forcing back the more than ten monks who tried to follow the young man.

But the man took the opportunity to jump forward, and he was about to jump into a cyclone.

"Damn!"

Among the more than ten monks who were intercepted, one of the middle-aged fat men was furious, his good deeds were disturbed by this person, and this person wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, how could he be willing.

Suddenly, a water arrow shot towards the man, and many monks behind him also released spells together with the same hatred, and dozens of spells covered the man overwhelmingly, rolling aura.

"Ahh

The man roared, emitting a rich purple light, as if a strange treasure was coming to the world, and at the same time manipulated the jade seal, colliding with many spells, and the man stepped into the cyclone without hesitation.

"Boom-"

Dozens of spells collided with the jade seal, and the huge power filled the air, making a deafening sound, after all, the jade seal was just a low-grade magic weapon, and it was not a defensive weapon, the power was limited, how could it fight hard with those many spells, but in an instant, the aura was dimly beaten back to its original shape, and it turned into a three-inch size and flew towards the man.

However, at this time, half of the many spells were consumed, not as gorgeous as just now, and the remaining half was also a little lighter, and the power dropped a lot, and they all fell towards the man in the cyclone.

At this time, the man's luck was in harmony with the breath of the cyclone, and he had no time to defend, or he didn't intend to defend, so he let those spells fall, and suddenly the colorful spiritual light flashed non-stop, and after a while, the man showed his body, his whole body was black, his clothes were disheveled, and many of his bare places were stained with blood, obviously injured, but his expression was safe, but he didn't look like he was seriously injured.

The purple light covering his body quickly submerged into his body at this time, and the exposed skin scars quickly recovered, as if they were healing.

This situation was something that those monks didn't expect, this man was so powerful, and everyone couldn't help but be a little depressed when they shot together.

At this time, the other three cyclones were also inextricably fighting, and there was a pair of brothers and sisters at the third cyclone, both of whom were in the early stage of condensation, but they were holding magic weapons, which were extremely sharp, and they did not leave the pieces of armor that killed the blockers, and they were invincible.

At this time, the older man glanced at his sister, and the woman understood and took the opportunity to enter the cyclone.

The man stopped in front of the cyclone, and his body rose with infinite fighting intent, quite a momentum of being a man and a man.

The more than twenty monks who were already hesitant saw that he was alone, and immediately began to hit him like a storm again, the man always controlled the magic weapon to try his best to defend, and occasionally the spell fell on his body, but the spiritual light on his chest flickered, and a talisman was glowing with an earthy yellow light shield to protect the man, and for a while these monks couldn't help the man.

Most of these people are from casual cultivation, they don't even have very many powerful spells in their hands, and there are very few means of attack, and this brother and sister actually have two magic weapons, which is undoubtedly standing out from the crowd and leading the way, which makes these monks a little frustrated.

The fourth and fifth cyclones were also extremely fierce, and the cyclones were not like the monks of the three cyclones in front of them, all of whom had amazing means, but were evenly matched, so the fight was extremely cruel.

Many monks were killed as soon as they stepped into the cyclone, and after a few times, all the monks knew that if they did not solve the enemy in front of them, they would become the target of the public if they stepped in, so they didn't care about the cyclone, and they caught each other and fought each other, dozens of people were fighting, colorful spells were flying all over the sky, and the aura was gorgeous, and there were screams from time to time, and the corpses were suddenly scattered on the lake.

Li Dao looked at it coldly, his face did not change, although these scenes were bloody, but compared to the cruelty in the Beihai, it was nothing, these years, he had become a hard-hearted person, and ordinary killings would not affect his state of mind at all.

The world of cultivating immortals is so cruel, for a glimmer of life, in order to compete for higher cultivation, resources, and lifespan, it is normal to fight.

Among these five cyclones, what made him pay the most attention was the man in the second cyclone, not that his cultivation was amazing, but that the purple jade jue worn by this person actually had a healing effect, which was similar to the green dragon jue at the auction that day.

Li Dao's divine sense scanned the past and found that this purple jade jue was a medium-grade magic weapon, with an amazing aura of connotation, it was undoubtedly a strange treasure, this man had this thing to help, no wonder he could not be afraid of the bombardment of spells.

"Ahh

A roar drew Li Dao's gaze to the first cyclone, and the thin monk who went behind was fighting fiercely with the young man, and it was the young man who pronounced it.

The two of them were evenly matched, both were in the middle stage of condensation, but the young man was in the eleventh layer of condensation, while the thin monk was in the ninth layer of condensation, and his cultivation was two layers lower, so it stands to reason that the young man had the upper hand.

However, this thin man was wearing a jade ornament around his waist, which was often injured by the man, but it was a green light, and in an instant, he was alive and well, and so on, and the young man gradually fell behind.

Li Dao could see clearly that the thin monk was wearing the green dragon jue that appeared in the auction that day, so it seemed that it was this person who was auctioned that day.

On the day, this person was worth a lot of money and had a lot of spirit stones.

In this way, the victory and defeat have been divided, although the young man has cultivated to a high level, but he has not taken out any magic weapons until now, obviously there are no such things, and this thin monk is quite wealthy, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no hole cards on his body, and this young man is in danger.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it doesn't matter if the cultivation is low, as long as you hold a treasure in your hand, you can make up for your own lack of cultivation, these two people are not much apart from each other, once the thin monk takes out the magic weapon or talisman seal and other things to help, the young man will be in crisis.