Outside the Burial Mountain, ten miles from the foot of the mountain to the east.

This is the entrance to the entire Burial Mountains. For monks above the Nayuan period, there is no need to care about the entrance and exit of the mountain range at all. But for most monks below the Nayuan period, the entrance and exit were almost the only way to pass through the mountains. Unless someone else is ingenious, risk the cliff and climb directly into the mountain.

Li Tianhao was alone, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. Not far in front of him, there were more than a dozen corpses scattered. The corpses' ritual utensils, storage bags and other relics have all been looted. Looking at the costumes of these corpses, it is obvious that most of them come from the surrounding small immortal sects. Among them, there are a few casual dressers, but the origin of their identities cannot be seen from the surface.

"Senior Brother Zhang, he killed our three senior brothers!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen dark green-clothed monks rushed out of the mountains and forests, and killed Li Tianhao.

"Hmph! I really shouldn't be soft-hearted and let you go!"

Li Tianhao snorted coldly, still standing still.

The person who came was a disciple of the Golden Saint Gate, and he was also one of the second-level immortal sects attached to the Heavenly Medicine Valley. Originally, the Golden Saint Gate was not qualified to be listed as a second-level immortal gate, but because ten years ago, there was suddenly a disciple in the small Golden Saint Gate who mysteriously advanced to the Golden Pill, so its immortal gate was automatically upgraded to a second-level immortal gate. Because its Immortal Gate forces are all in the subordinate territory of Heavenly Medicine Valley, it also automatically obtains the title of Affiliated Immortal Sect. It's just that with the foreign policy of the Heavenly Medicine Valley, there has never been any restriction on them.

There are more than a dozen disciples of the Golden Holy Sect, and most of them are in the early and middle stages of the Gathering Spirit. There are only three disciples in the late stage of Gathering Spirits. The disciple of the Golden Saint Gate, known as Senior Brother Zhang, was the highest cultivator in the team on this trip, and he only had the ninth level of Gathering Spirits. The other two late-stage disciples, one at the seventh level of the spirit gathering and one at the eighth layer of the spirit gathering.

Li Tianhao slowly stood up, and the flying sword pointed horizontally at the Golden Holy Gate monks. This is the strongest team of monks in two months. And the other party still came prepared. But it is not to be underestimated. A few days ago, there were several early and mid-stage Gathering Spirit monks from the Golden Holy Gate, relying on the forces of the Immortal Gate, ignoring Li Tianhao's obstruction, and wanted to enter the Burial Spirit Mountain. Li Tianhao is an elite disciple of the Heavenly Medicine Valley, and his arrogance is hidden deep in his chest and abdomen. Where would he tolerate the arrogance of a few low-level monks, and kill a few people on the spot. Only one fifth-layer monk who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy at the last moment was saved from being killed. Unexpectedly, this fifth-layer minor monk of the Gathering Spirit actually went and returned. and gathered more than a dozen brothers from the same sect to seek revenge.

"Your Excellency's cultivation is not shallow, but how can you be so tyrannical and kill many of my fellow Daoists such as the Golden Holy Sect!"

The monk surnamed Zhang glanced at the corpses on the ground a few times, slowly stopped his galloping figure, and finally did not start a direct battle.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and you must not say more!"

Li Tianhao's magic sword slowly revealed, and he didn't bother to argue with the other party.

"Hmph, although your cultivation is not low, this is my Golden Holy Gate territory after all. If I don't kill you, outsiders will laugh at me, and there is no one in the Golden Holy Gate!"

The monk surnamed Zhang also came to the nameless internal fire. At that moment, a magic shovel was also released to fight.

The home of this battle is naturally Li Tianhao and the monk surnamed Zhang. The other two Golden Saint Gate Gathering Late Stage Cultivators were only assisting from the side at most. And the rest of the early and middle stage monks can only play the role of a fighter at most. A new immortal gate like the Golden Sacred Gate. Where will there be a battle array and other immortal heritage. Even the Heavenly Medicine Valley, which was one of the Five Great Immortal Sects, only had a few dozen teams of battle array disciples. The battle array is not the same as the magic technique, it is a combat skill in which multiple monks participate together. The team of monks who cultivate the battle array not only requires that their personal qualifications and comprehension match the attributes of the battle array. Between the monks who participated in the battle together. It also requires tacit understanding. Otherwise, it will be difficult to form a battle array.

"Hmph!

Li Tianhao pursed his lips and sneered.

Magic Sword.

Waving like a rainbow cutting the sun and the moon. One tail chases Xiaotao Haiguang.

Li Tianhao condensed a round of sword qi, carrying Xiaolu Chenguang and instantly cut towards the Golden Holy Gate monk team. The main target of this round of sword qi is the monk surnamed Zhang, plus the other monks of the Golden Holy Gate. It can be said that this sword is full of his nine-point strength. Usually when he shoots, he usually only gives six or seven points of strength against the enemy. At this time, the reason why he made a killing move was entirely because he had a strong killing intent. Where this inexplicable killing intent came from, he didn't know himself. Perhaps, it was the fifth-layer minor monk who had been let go by him and turned back to seek revenge.

When the monk surnamed Zhang saw the power of the sword, he immediately knew that something was wrong. He hurriedly urged the law shovel, and also released a weapon to resist. In comparison, his weapon was obviously much weaker than the opponent's sword.

The two rainbows met, and the winner was immediately decided. After a muffled sound of "poof", the shovel was suddenly invisible. However, the monk surnamed Zhang was also protected by the shovel mang, and escaped the blow safely.

The sword was strong, and after defeating the shovel, it did not dissipate. It's just that it was blocked by the shovel, and the power of the sword mang was partially detracted.

Suddenly, the blue light flashed. The sword was like an arc knife, slashing into the ranks of Golden Saint Gate monks who had no time to dodge. The moment the blue light flashed, seven or eight Golden Saint Gate monks who were unfortunately slashed by the sword shattered their defensive armor one after another. There were a few people whose cultivation was really shallow, and they were cut into a blood mist by the sword on the spot.

Immediately after the sword, it is naturally the body of the flying sword. Perhaps the power of the flying sword itself is not as strong as the sword. But after all, the ontology is the substance, and the destructiveness is beyond doubt.

The moment the blue light sword lands, it is automatically triggered in March of Flowers. The sword body attacked the monk surnamed Zhang, but the sword shadow of the blossoming March was exploding towards everything around it. Li Tianhao's flowers bloom in March, and the trick is obviously on the sword shadow. Although he had seen Bai Yitong use the flowers to bloom in March, blessing the body of the magic weapon. But the purpose of his blow was only to weaken the opponent's overall strength.

The Golden Saint Gate Monk had just received a sword blow, and at this time he was once again attacked by the sword shadow. In just a few moments, several people were killed by the sword shadow.

The monk surnamed Zhang was under the attack of the flying sword body, although he was under a lot of pressure. But after all, he is a ninth-layer cultivator of the Gathering Spirit, and besides, under the ordinary attack of Blossom March, the sword body will not be strengthened in power. Therefore, he only used the shovel to resist, and completely blocked Li Tianhao's first attack.

As the saying goes, come and don't be rude.

The monk surnamed Zhang swept his eyes to the mess around him, and his anger suddenly accumulated in his chest. The magic trick in his hand changed, and the magic shovel suddenly rose to the size of one zhang, and with the rumbling power, he instantly attacked Li Tianhao. The quality of his magic weapon is also a low-level and high-grade category. Moreover, the shovel is both heavy and sharp, and it is not easy to resolve under a single blow.

Li Tianhao frowned slightly, the other party's methods were not comparable to ordinary monks. Come to think of it, it should be the high-level descendant of the Golden Holy Gate. Otherwise, even if the opponent's cultivation is high and strong, without a high-quality magic weapon to match, it will be difficult to achieve such an attack power. As an elite among the low-level disciples of the Heavenly Medicine Valley, although he didn't take this kind of strength attack in his eyes, he also couldn't ignore the existence of the other party. (To be continued......)