But what does this have to do with himself? It is none of his business, and Liu Changqing doesn't want to do much, he just wants to cross the endless river quickly and find the treasure. Now that it has been less than twenty years since the Yellow Sky Desperate Realm was closed, he must hurry up and go to a few more places, because except for the cliff comprehending a trace of the killing path, he has not seen any other ancient battle sites.

The blue cloud boat turned around and slowly headed towards the opposite side of the endless river.

Among the monks who came on board later, there were different men, women, young and old, scholars, and Taoist priests. The most eye-catching is a female nun, although she covers her face with a light veil, but a long red dress is tightly wrapped around her delicate body, revealing a graceful figure, convex and backward, beautiful. Above the veil is a pair of large watery eyes, with curved eyelashes, bright and energetic eyes, full of agility. However, the cultivation is not low, and it is already the middle stage of the Yuan Infant cultivation. Behind her were three infant monks, two men and one woman, who seemed to be her servants, and treated her with deference.

Liu Changqing only glanced at it, and then led the Flying Tiger and the old Taoist Wu Shouhe to rest.

The nun is like a proud peacock, holding her head high, and she does not mince words to the monks. But when her beautiful eyes fell on the Flying Tiger, she was slightly stunned, tilted her head and pondered.

After a while, the female cultivator whispered a few words to a male monk behind her, and the monk glanced at Liu Changqing, nodded, and walked over.

"This fellow Taoist is invited. My young lady wants to ask about the shape-shifting demon beast next to Daoyou?" The male cultivator came to Liu Changqing, hugged his fist at Liu Changqing, and asked unceremoniously.

Liu Changqing didn't have a lot of heads, and only nodded.

The man's face was overjoyed, and he said, "In that case, can Daoist friends transfer your beast pet?"

Liu Changqing stood up and stood in front of the person face to face: "If this seat offers two million spirit stones to buy the two people behind you, do you agree?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and his face showed anger: "Dao is friendly and rude. My young lady wants to do a business with you, but you want to humiliate me! How can a beast be compared to a human monk?"

"Bold! They are your brothers, and they are also brothers around this seat! Who is humiliating people?" Liu Changqing opened his eyes angrily and scolded loudly. The powerful momentum on his body gushed out, forming a strong wind in front of him, and the man who blew his clothes hunted.

The monk's heart froze, and then he remembered that the other party was a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and he was just in the early Yuan Infant stage, his face couldn't help but turn pale, he took two steps back, and said in the period: "Dao friends are angry, Dao friends are angry!" I'm just conveying Miss's meaning. Farewell!" Turning around and running back to the nun.

The female cultivator naturally saw the whole process in her eyes, although she couldn't see the expression on her face, but her beautiful eyes were angry, and she looked very angry, and she seemed to want to step forward to reason with Liu Changqing, but she was stopped by the female cultivator behind her: "Miss, he is a monk in the late Yuan Infant period." For the sake of a beast pet, it is not easy to make enemies!"

The female cultivator thought about it but held back, and only severely criticized the returning male cultivator to vent the dissatisfaction in her heart.

Liu Changqing didn't even look at the female cultivator, sat back on the ground, and continued to meditate.

Regarding Liu Changqing's indifferent attitude, the female cultivator was angry, she was a delicate beauty, which one saw that she was not willing to give up, but that person was like a piece of wood, the jade foot stomped a few times and scolded the male cultivator with a bloody head, and the mood was better.

The Biyun boat sailed to the middle of the endless river, but suddenly stopped, and did not continue to move forward. The monks on the ship were amazed, and some of them couldn't bear it anymore and went to the long-haired monk.

After a while, the men who had gone to look for the bearded monk returned, one by one, filled with righteous indignation and rage, and behind them, the bearded monk walked in all directions.

"This fellow Daoist, why is the boat not moving? Are you afraid that we won't hand over the spirit stones? Everyone here can afford to take the 10,000 spirit stones! Daoist friends should order the boat to sail as soon as possible!" A monk said to the long-haired monk with dissatisfaction.

The long-haired monk smiled and said, "Yes, it's time for you to hand over the spirit stones." But it's not 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones, but 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, everyone should prepare!"

"What? 10,000 high-grade spirit stones? Why don't you grab them? Take a broken boat and get 100 million low-grade spirit stones?"

"Ahh

"We are not convinced, you are not trustworthy!"

The monks on the ship immediately became in an uproar, but seven black-clothed monks stood behind the long-haired monk, and a powerful coercion emanated, everyone was a late Yuan Infant Great Monk!

The monks on the ship immediately quieted down, no one dared to squeak, joking, although there were only seven people on the other side, they were all Yuanying Great Monks, and cleaning up these Yuanying early stage monks was not the same as playing.

"At the beginning, I said that it was a ferry fare of 10,000 spirit stones, but you didn't hear it clearly. Now that we've traveled half the distance, I'm giving you two options. The first is to pay enough spirit stones, and we will send you to the other side safely. Second, jump down from here, we have the right to be kind and take you half the distance for free!" The long-haired monk still had a smile on his face, but there was murder in his smile, and the smile was a little cold, which made people shudder.

Everyone looked at each other and looked out of the Biyun boat, the endless river outside the boat was monstrous, and there seemed to be a demon beast looming inside, and the long tentacles kept slapping the river, stirring up waves for several feet.

"But we don't have so many spirit stones, how do you let us hand them over!"

An old man in the early stage of the Yuan Infant had a bitter face and spoke.

"If you don't have a spirit stone, you can use the spirit pill, refining materials, magic weapons and other items to reach it, you are all Yuan Infant Stage cultivators, and you are worth hundreds of millions of spirit stones. The bearded monk continued to smile.

But everyone no longer realized how warm his smile was, but had the feeling that a wolf had seen a sheep. Even if the red-clothed female cultivator has the worst face here, plus herself and the three subordinates, a total of four people, she needs 40,000 high-grade spirit stones!

The red-clothed nun raised her eyebrows, and her towering breasts rose and fell because of anger, which made people think about it. "You, you are really shameless! As fellow human monks, why do you want to persecute us so much!" The female cultivator finally couldn't hold back and burst out: "Fellow Daoists, there are only seven or eight of them, and we have more than 20 of us, and we may not lose in a fight! We must unite as one, and if we don't pay the spirit stones, they can't do anything about us!"

The other monks were already indignant, and when they heard the red-clothed nun say this, they naturally resonated and responded one after another, moving closer to her.

And Liu Changqing has been watching all this silently, and the old Dao Wu Shouhe and the Flying Tiger around him are also motionless, as if the matter has nothing to do with them.

"You all come here, too!" the red-clothed nun commanded, but Liu Changqing and the three of them were like old monks, motionless.

"Okay, since you have spirit stones, then give them well, don't look for us!" said the red-clothed female cultivator angrily, originally with good intentions, but the three of them didn't buy it. Anyway, it doesn't matter if there are three people missing, there are already twenty-one people on my side.

Seeing that all the monks were close to the red-clothed nuns, the long-haired monk kept smiling and did not stop him, until everyone except Liu Changqing and the three of them came closer, and then he said slowly: "Have you all decided to go against this king?" Okay, okay, in this case, this seat will fulfill you!"

The smile on the long-haired monk's face disappeared, replaced by ruthlessness, and his handsome face became hideous: "Above, kill them all, not one of them will be left!

Bursts of black smoke came out of each of the seven late-stage Yuan Infant cultivators behind him, and streams of demonic qi poured out from inside, and the seven of them turned into seven black lights and rushed towards everyone.

Liu Changqing had already stood up at this moment, his brows furrowed, how could he still be a demon cultivator, but this demonic qi was even purer than that in the Falling Demon Abyss. It is no longer suitable to stay here, swept his robe, took the lead in bringing the Flying Tiger into the Three Realms, and turned his head to look at the old Dao Wu Shouhe: "Do you want to fight with me or hide in my body like the Flying Tiger?"

Lao Dao Wu Shouhe looked at the blood in the sky, and trembled, although he had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, he had only cultivated alone in the deep mountains, and he had very little combat experience, so he hurriedly said: "The boss should hide me, I can't interfere in such a battle!"

"Okay, you relax, I'll send you to a place, the Flying Tiger is also there!" Liu Changqing said, putting his hand on the top of Wu Shouhe's head, and with a flash of blue light, he was taken into the Three Realms Heaven.

Without dragging, Liu Changqing jumped and rushed out of the Biyun boat.

Boom!

There was a flash of inspiration on the Biyun boat, and Liu Changqing was actually banned from the ship and couldn't rush out.

Liu Changqing turned his head to look at the long-haired monk and asked, "Didn't Daoist friends give you two choices? I'll choose the second one! Please open the ban and let me out!"

The long-haired monk smiled slightly, and said, "This seat has changed its mind again, all of you must leave your lives behind! The master needs your soul and the Yuan Baby, with more than 20 Yuan Infant level Yuan Infants, I believe that the master's cultivation will go further!"

Liu Changqing's face sank, he didn't want to make trouble, he didn't want to cause trouble, but it didn't mean that he was taken care of, and he laughed angrily: "Okay, since that's the case, you're welcome!"

With a shake of his hands, the huge Fire Cloud Heavy Sword appeared in his hand, his hands were clenched, and the powerful spiritual power was instilled in the sword, and a burst of fire appeared on the sword body.

Liu Changqing roared, raised the Huoyun heavy sword and aimed at the boat behind him and slashed hard!

Rumble!

Although the Biyun Ship is also a magic weapon, it can't compete with the top magic weapon Huoyun Heavy Sword, and under the powerful exertion of Liu Changqing's fifth-level high-level demon body, the Biyun Ship and the prohibition were split by the Huoyun Heavy Sword A huge gap, and Liu Changqing flew out.

"Hmph, that's it!" Liu Changqing snorted coldly, turned his head to look at the long-haired monk, who was extremely ugly at the moment. He didn't expect that Liu Changqing would directly break the Biyun Ship with brute force, this magic weapon was damaged, and it would take time and rare refining materials to repair it.