Li An gently brushed aside the messy leaves and dead branches, and a face stained with blood and dust was revealed, a little hideous, and the anger was like a gossamer.

With a few slight sounds, a bloody hand rose from the pile of dead leaves and grabbed the hem of Ang Lee's robe. At this moment, the dim eyes of the dying man brightened again, full of hope to live. Li An quickly took out a Qilin Blood Exhaustion Pill, leaned over and fed it to his mouth, the pill was inhaled, and the nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed, and he let out his last breath.

At the same time, the heavy pulling force on the hem of Li An's shirt disappeared abruptly, and the bloody hand fell to the ground weakly, smashing a few dead leaves.

Li An secretly screamed badly, held his breath and probed, the vanished vitality was irretrievable. He retracted his mana in disgrace. As soon as he lowered his head, he suddenly saw a few finger-shaped blood stains on his clothes, he was stunned, and remembered Old Man Xu's mantra - no matter how good the medical skills are, the wound can be healed, but the life cannot be cured.

The rising moon shone on the slightly thin figure of the young man, and there was a different kind of soft halo.

"Brother Yang!" The little monk from the ten directions rushed over, cleaned up the dead branches and ice slag, and wiped the blood from the man's face with his sleeve, revealing a very young face, white and terrifying, and a trace of joy at being rescued. A blue Taiyi disciple's robe, which had been soaked in blood and turned a deep purple. He is the one who stood on the copper wooden fish with Shifang not long ago, and he is the Nine Shadows guard assigned to the King Kong Gate.

The children of the rivers and lakes, tears are better than blood, Shifang choked a few times, picked up Yang Shouwei's long knife, and joined the battle.

When this guy fights with people, there is a ruthlessness that does not want to die. The sharp and resolute expression between his eyebrows can make the opponent cold from the heart to the soles of his feet without the need for fierce and vicious spirits. Suddenly, the heart pointed like a sword, and the spirit snake came out of the hole, from an incredible angle, silently pointing at the center of an old man's eyebrows.

Pity this master of the Demon Sect Netherworld Palace, his eyes turned dark, the strength of his whole body suddenly disappeared, and the blue flame in his palm was extinguished at the same time. The old man's palm was still slapped out by inertia, and he struck the jasper flute that was lying across his chest with a snort. The old man's wrist bones made a soft tooth-aching sound, and his body shook and fell to the ground.

The current situation can no longer be regarded as a fight, but a one-sided slaughter, the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Palace slaughtered the gang of the Demon Sect Netherworld.

Eight hundred years ago, the Demon Sect was the largest gang in the world, and when its power was at its peak, Taiyi joined forces with Tianji Palace to compete with them.

Later, the Netherworld Palace, the Holy Fire Hall, and the Hehuan Valley split from the Demon Sect one after another. After a hundred years of changes, the Holy Flame Hall disappeared, Hehuan Valley was wiped out by Taiyi and the major immortal gates, and the talents of the Netherworld Palace withered, and finally twenty years ago, they were forced to retreat to the Nine Netherlands Realm.

Now that the Netherworld Palace's power has expanded, they have united with the demon clan and want to capture Kunyu Mountain and return to the outside world of flowers. However, the forces of the three holy lands have reached a delicate balance, they occupy the most abundant feng shui treasure land in the world, and integrate all kinds of immortal cultivation resources, which cannot be touched.

In fact, the Demon Sect has a name, called the Moon God Cult, and its customs and etiquette are completely different from those of the Central Plains.

Their followers do not enter the ground after death, and there are three main methods of burial: sky burial, water burial, and cremation. Particularly bizarre is the sky burial, where the corpses of companions are placed on the top of a high mountain for vultures, eagles and other ferocious birds to peck at.

Their women dare not look at it, paint colorful totems on their intimate parts, and go out wearing jewelry.

In the eyes of many people, this is undoubtedly perverse and weird, so its original name was forgotten by people and only referred to as the Demon Sect.

In fact, in Ang Lee's view, it is just like the people in the northwest celebrating the Moon Festival, while the people in the south are just as ordinary as this festival. In many cases, the struggle does not care about good or evil, nor does it matter about good or evil, just because the world is too small, there are too few natural and earthly treasures, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and one country cannot tolerate two masters.

Li An didn't like to kill, he took out a porcelain bottle, put it on a position three zhang away in front of him, and said in a loud voice: "If you don't want to die, put away the magic weapon, come over and eat a dragon snake Yixin Pill, and report to the Guanlan Arsenal of Wucheng Palace." ”

The demon cultists who were surrounded by the disciples of the Tianji Palace, there were only five people left, and in the center was a big man with a bearded face, he wiped a handful of blood from his face, and shouted in a voice like a bell: "If you die, you will die, don't be a lackey of the palace!" The remaining four people, an old man and three middle-aged men, were originally quite shaken, but when they heard his words, they urged the magic weapon to fight hard.

(I'm a shameful half a chapter again, take a break first, and try to make up for the rest of the article early.) ）