Xuanjian Immortal Clan

The talisman swayed lightly in the air, emitting a pale white light. The surrounding area became clear, full of blood stains and severed limbs emerged, and a hazy brilliance rose in the darkness.

Li Qinghong glanced at it, with a flash of anger in his eyes. The man beside him bowed his head respectfully and replied:

"Twenty-seven families, one hundred and ten people, no one survived."

Li Qinghong squinted his eyes, stationed his spear on the ground, cast a spell to explore, and whispered:

"There is no evil spirit. It is not caused by monsters. I am afraid it is some monk who is looking for blood."

"Whoosh..."

Li Qinghong was observing carefully, when a black dart suddenly jumped out in front of his eyes, with Dharma light flowing on it, and a black silk thread tied at the end, which disappeared into the darkness.

Li Qinghong had been on guard for a long time. He brushed his black hair, raised the spear in his hand, and exploded a purple magic light. The black dart was shot and fell crookedly. Li Qinghong said loudly:

"Fellow Taoist He is looking for blood on the boundary of my Li family. He is so courageous that he dares to lie dormant here."

A black mist burst out of the darkness, and a skinny old man appeared with an ugly face. He was still holding the black thread in his hand, dragging it on the ground with a clanking sound. The old man glanced at Li Qinghong and only frowned. cried:

"Girl, why make such a fuss? I didn't hurt the noble children. I just passed through the realm of the Immortal Family and stopped here to save a few two-legged sheep. The girl is so aggressive. How can I have the grace of a noble family?"

Li Qinghong only looked at him for a while, then his eyes lit up, and the purple meaning in his eyes became more and more compelling. He heard what the old man said about "passing through the realm of the immortal family" and "two-legged sheep". These terms were only used by Zhao and Yan in the north. , then he knew that he was coming from the north, and he said happily:

"It turns out you are from Jiangbei. You look like a demon cultivator. Fight with me and learn a lot!"

So regardless of the dull look on the old man's face, he fired a shot at the head. The old man had no choice but to lift up his sleeves and puff out a black mist of smoke. Among them sat men, women, old and young, wearing simple clothes, all having fun. Allow.

Li Qinghong was not afraid at all. When the spear came, thunder exploded. Thunder was supposed to destroy evil and eliminate evil. It swept away the smoke in an instant. The men, women, old and young all screamed. The old man was suddenly horrified and cursed:

"Your grandma is still a Lei Xiu."

It was the first time that Li Qinghong fought against a monk who was not a monk from Zifu Jindan Dao. He was secretly cautious and did not dare to get close. Thunder condensed on the spear and he hit him head and face. The old man took two hits and could no longer hold back and cursed:

"How dare you, a little Qi-training monk, bully me!"

After saying this, all the clothes on his body exploded, exposing his thin and decayed body, which erupted, and flesh and blood was pushed out from his abdominal cavity. In an instant, it collided into a bald green head several people in size, with two bloodshot red eyes. It was about the size of a head, staring straight out, dripping with blood and tears. Its sharp white fangs were neat and bright, shining with a white light.

"This is a demon cultivator...it's really inhumane!"

Li Qinghong pushed the spear in his hand, and thunder rippled like water. The monster spurted out a breath of blood from its mouth full of fangs, neutralizing all Li Qinghong's offensive, and shouted:

"Damn, you're going too far! I'm cultivating the Good Joy Demon, which is no better than your Zifu Jindan Dao!"

At this time, the aura on the monster's body has climbed to the sixth or seventh level of Qi training. Although it cursed harshly, there was not much intention to fight in its hands.

After all, he is a demon cultivator who has become a mage, which is equivalent to the foundation of Zifu's Golden Pill Dao. He has been eating people along the way, and he has never made any baskets. But today, he couldn't restrain his gluttony and ate a few more bites. At the moment, he also Secretly annoyed.

For the sake of both sides, most aristocratic families would not pick him out for no reason, but if he really met a serious aristocratic family and brought this matter to the table, he would be a little unreasonable and embarrassed. Li Qinghong was really hurt.

"I heard that the Li family is a family of swordsmen, and this kid is good at thunder...the background is definitely not simple."

This demonic cultivator was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. He was suffering from Li Qinghong's thunderbolt, but he didn't dare to hit back and hurt anyone. He fled with the wind and lost the face of a great mage. He could only wait for the elders of the Li family to come out and give him a chance.

Li Qinghong, on the other hand, only fired two shots. He already understood that this demon's cultivation level was definitely higher than his own. He probably had the sixth or seventh level of Qi training. However, he was restrained by his own thunder and had no intention of fighting, so he remained in a stalemate. He took out a jade pendant in his hand, crushed it silently, and thought to himself:

"I haven't used Lu Qi yet. If this old devil has murderous intentions, there will be no problem in persisting until the clan members arrive..."

Thunder flashed in Yuting Mountain for a moment. This monster was much more powerful than Li Qinghong, but it couldn't withstand the powerful thunder in Li Qinghong's hand. It had a faint smell of destroying demons and evil spirits. It only felt that its cultivation was worn out, and there was a faint feeling of regression. He became anxious and shouted:

"Girl, stop it! This technique hurts people's cultivation. If you continue to beat me, I'll be serious!"

Li Qinghong paused for a moment. Fortunately, Dharma light came from both sides. One person came with a sword and looked anxious and fierce. The other person looked forty or fifty years old, with a solemn expression. He only shouted:

"Who dares to run wild on the boundary of my Li family!"

The visitors were none other than Li Yuanjiao and Tian Youdao. Tian Youdao has now also successfully achieved a breakthrough in Qi training and became the third Qi training monk with a foreign surname in the Li family. He practices the second-grade Qigong method provided for foreigners and takes Xiaoqing Spiritual Qi to achieve a breakthrough. The two fell next to Li Qinghong. Li Yuanjiao was slightly wary and thought to himself:

"The timing of this person's arrival is clever. It coincides with An Zhenyan and Uncle Donghe going out... There are only a few people like me and others left at home. If we don't alarm our ancestors, it's really hard for us to suppress him."

Seeing that more and more people were alarmed, the demonic cultivator quickly put away his bloody demonic appearance and recovered his body. His heart felt painful and he said in a deep voice:

"My dear Murong Xia, this time I traveled to the south of the Yangtze River and passed through the realm of the Immortal Family, I did eat a few two-legged sheep. If I am sorry for anything, please forgive me... Just a few mortals, but they will not get married. For the enemy.”

Li Yuanjiao frowned when he heard this, and Li Qinghong beside him whispered:

"Twenty-seven households, one hundred and ten people."

The demon cultivator was stunned. He was older. He just listened to Li Qinghong's words and realized that these people didn't hate him for taking things without telling him, but they really hated him for cannibalism. They immediately reacted, clasped their fists, and said sincerely. :

"You have lived in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time and do not know the Taoism of our Demon Sect. I am afraid that after listening to the propaganda of the Immortal Sect, you think that our Demon Sect does all evil and likes cannibalism. This is actually a big mistake."

Li Yuanjiao and the others never thought that this man could say this. They felt it was funny. They looked at each other and looked at Murong Xia's words, and said seriously:

"The dying man still has a few last words. Please listen to my words, so that we and other demon cultivators will not be beaten to death with a stick."

Li Yuanjiao looked at the increasing number of townspeople at his feet, saw the uneasy eyes below, and frowned:

"This is not the place to talk. Please follow me to the mountain, fellow Taoist."

"good!"

Murong Xia was not afraid at all and nodded in agreement. Li Yuanjiao made a gesture of invitation. The people who had been tense just now immediately went up the mountain together. Li Qinghong sneered and said through the message:

"Eating people is eating people, and you can still tell whether it's a flower or not!"

Li Yuanjiao just shook his head silently and also used his magic power to transmit the message:

"There is a large formation on the mountain and the ancestors are suppressing it. As long as this person joins the formation, it is up to you and me."