Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 364 The Demon Cultivator Strikes
"The Xiao family has a letter."

An Siwei clasped both hands, and presented a small light blue letter. Li Qinghong took it, feeling soft in his hands, like silk.

"Some kind of spiritual cloth that is used for writing letters... The Xiao family is worthy of being a fairy family. '

An Siwei bowed and stepped back, Li Qinghong unfolded the little letter, and said:

Gui Tubai: The Liaohe River is located in the Liao region in the north of Yan. The Xiao family knew little about it. 【Liaohe Temple】had never heard of it, but only heard of the coldness and bitterness of the Liao region. Since then, Buddhism has started. There are many ascetics. The scriptures are the most strict. It is often impossible to get started, and there are no great supernatural powers. '

’ Today, explaining and cultivating the seven phases is very different from the law of Liao. '

"Yanbei."

Li Qinghong put away the letter, rubbed the handle of the gun, and suddenly saw a big wave, the young man in black stepped in and landed on the top of the mountain.

"Qinghong."

"Brother!"

Seeing Li Yuanjiao falling straight down, Li Qinghong knew that he should have come with a lesson learned, handed over the little letter in his hand, Li Yuanjiao looked at it with a sullen face, and said softly:
"I'll meet him when I go down the mountain."

The two of them rode the wind through the formation, and the monk was carrying a piece of mahogany. Using his hand as a knife, he split it into several pieces and polished them carefully. The ground was full of broken wood, which slowly drifted away in the wind.

Seeing a man and a woman landed at the foot of the mountain, the black-robed man was gloomy and serious, and the white-clothed woman was heroic, Kong Heng put down the mahogany in his hand, and got up quickly:

"Little monk Kong Heng, I have met the Taoist priest!"

Li Yuanjiao looked calm and replied:

"My lord, Li Yuanjiao, if the mage has something to ask for, you can talk about it."

Kong Heng bowed and said:

"I can't be a [Dharma Master]. Since then, I've been traveling as a monk, and I only hope to live as a guest for a while, and act as a guest."

Li Yuanjiao chuckled, stared at Kong Heng's calm and clear eyes, and said politely:

"The eminent monk was born in a great temple. My family is small. I'm afraid I have neglected the eminent monk. Half a month's walk to the east from here is the Xiao family of the fairy clan. Why don't you go there and have a look."

Kong Heng shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to say:
"The little monk hopes to practice under the rule of the nobles for a while. If there is something that the little monk can do, please ask the Taoist priest to order it."

Seeing that he didn't know good from bad, Li Yuanjiao insisted on staying. Li Qinghong behind him raised his eyebrows and said softly but firmly:

"How dare my family keep you if you, monk, don't make it clear what you are here for?"

Kong Heng bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows, and replied:
"The little monk will be doomed, he should belong to the nobles, donate, please rest assured, the little monk doesn't practice the Seven Aspects..."

After saying something unclear, Li Qinghong and Li Yuanjiao refused to give up, but heard a thunderous sound resounding in the sky:

"Boom!"

A deep black cloud leaped up from the town, screaming one after another. The cloud quickly moved around in the town, gushing along the streets and alleys, and a few rampant laughter came.

Li Yuanjiao's chest felt hot, his expression was gloomy, and he shouted:
"Magic repair!"

With a hand in hand, a talisman flew out of the cuff, soaring into the sky, and a crimson flame lit up in the sky. In an instant, the formations of the five mountains of the Li family opened one after another, and barriers of various colors appeared in the mountains.

He pressed the [Green Ruler Sword], and quickly became suspicious. His eyes lingered on the monk's equally suspicious face for a moment, and he said with suspicion:
'Shixiu has always been good at calculating, but it happened that Kongheng had Moxiu as soon as he came... Could it be that he did it on purpose, because of some calculations! '

He only paused for a short while before hearing a loud shout:
"Hahaha, the reaction is pretty fast!"

The demonic energy at the front was already coming towards him, and there was only a high-pitched and rough cry in the mist, wisps of flocculent white air flowed, and the figures were vague.

It turned out that a demon cultivator in black stepped out, his cultivation was at the peak of Qi training, before he could stand still in front of Li Yuanjiao, he slapped him with a palm, and said with a smile:

"Where is that idiot Li Xuanxuan? It's hard to bully me, Qiu wants to get it back now!"

Li Yuanjiao had long heard Li Xuanxuan's talk about one or two things that happened in the market, and immediately reacted, his heart trembled, knowing that this person's practiced skills were extraordinary, and this white qi would destroy flesh and blood, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

The green ruler sword in his hand jumped out, and the awe-inspiring arc of the sword exploded. The sword energy collided with the white energy, killing several waves of white energy, and pressed towards the face of Qiu Moxiu.

"Foundation building artifact?!"

Seeing that his magic spell, which has always been invincible, was deflated, the demon cultivator was not surprised but happy. He laughed, and a greedy look appeared in his eyes. He smashed the sword energy flying in front of him with one palm, and said with a smile:

"As expected of a family of sword celestial beings, qi-training monks have foundation-building artifacts in their hands, which is really extravagant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a thunderous explosion:
"boom!"

It was Li Qinghong who shot without making a sound, [Du Ruo Gun] broke through the air with a purple Youlong Qingying, and smashed it heavily. Cultivator Qiu surnamed Qiu gathered white energy in his hand, and hit the side of the gun with his palm, making a violent sound bang.

"Another foundation-building artifact!"

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous, Li Qinghong's younger brother Li Yuanyun died at the hands of this person, he kept his face sullen and said nothing at the moment, but he fought with all his might and his marksmanship was smooth, hitting this person in a series.

Mo Xiu, surnamed Qiu, didn't know that the mortal he killed was her own brother, but he could also see the deep hatred on the face of the female cultivator in front of him, defusing her offensive, with contemptuous eyes:
"Is it true that I'm one of those trash spawned by the [Blood Morphic Book] who can only run away and not fight? What can I do? If you use any spells, I'm afraid of you..."

That being said, he actually had a slight headache when facing Li Qinghong, and besides, Li Yuanjiao came over with his sword again, so he could only carry the attacks of the two of them, and he had only defense for a while.

But he was not the only demon cultivator who came, and several figures emerged from the billowing magic smoke, all with red and black rays of light circulating, laughing wildly.

"Master Qiu, he's just a kid at the seventh and sixth levels of qi training, can this embarrass your lord?"

One of the group of devil cultivators was holding a red magic weapon mirror, practicing Qi level six, leaped forward, laughed, and made a joke, but it was the three of them who bypassed the melee and led them together. The palm is clasped on Yuting Mountain.

The big formation on Yuting Mountain was left over by An's family back then, and its power can only be regarded as quite satisfactory in Qi training, like water waves flowing, causing waves of ripples when everyone's attack.

The hammers, mirrors, and large shields used by these five people, as well as a rather rare pagoda held by one person, are not sharp weapons for breaking formations and destroying temples. up.

Cultivator surnamed Qiu was under the attack of the two, and the pressure increased sharply for a while. Seeing this scene, he immediately cursed:
"Fucking Zhang Huaide! I'm here to fight life and death, but you are going to attack the formation. Let's work together to kill these two people and divide up the goods. Wouldn't it be beautiful! What a fool!"

Zhang Huaide shrugged indifferently, and said with a smile:

"Boss, wait a minute, I will break through this big formation, and then I will come back to help you!"

Moxiu seeks profit, and these people also cooperate because of profit. The big fat Yuting Mountain is right in front of them. No one will chew on those two hard bones. Naturally, they will carve up Yuting Mountain first while he can't draw his hand. empty.

'Although Li Chijing and Li Tongya died one after another, but under the shadow of a famous tree, who knows how many tricks the Li family still has? '

The abacus in Zhang Huaide's heart was clattering, he smiled coldly, and secretly said:

"It's fine to grab some property. Once these two people are in a hurry, what magical powers and talismans are sacrificed, what kind of talisman sword and jade order, killing me and these little demon cultivators is like killing an ant..."

Zhang Huaide has secret skills in practice, and his perception is extraordinary, but when he saw the [Green Ruler Sword] in Li Yuanjiao's hand, he felt chills between his brows, and he had long since flinched. Just run away.

Just thinking about it in my heart, I saw several streams of light rising in the distance, coming across the sky, the leader was a man with a big shiny bald head, wearing a fur fur, and cursed:
"Little Demon Cultivator, you actually violated my Immortal Mountain, do you want to test the sharpness of the Immortal Sword?"

This person is An Zheyan, who is currently at the eighth level of Qi training, and is already sweating profusely. His current sons, An Siming and An Siwei, are in the Yuting Mountain formation. , A brainstorming spell smashed over.

Zhang Huaide was not polite, pinched his hand, and a blood-colored magic light flew out, abruptly dissolving many of his spells, and said with a smile:
"Ridiculous! Kong has a whole body of cultivation!"

An Zheyan is already at the eighth level of Qi training, while Zhang Huaide is only at the sixth level of Qi training, but the "Xuemo Dharma Book" is exquisite, and Zhang Huaide has mastered many secret methods, and he immediately confuses him.

Li Xuanxuan's face was tense, and he followed closely behind him, holding a big axe and practicing Qi at the seventh level. The decoration on his body looked like a monk of the direct line, and behind him was an old monkey at the fourth level of Qi training, which looked quite for bluffing.

The demon cultivator below looked at each other, and confronted a demon cultivator at the fifth level of qi training. After a few tricks, the anxiety on his face suddenly turned into a sneer, and he replied:
"I thought it was a big character!"

Afterwards, the two streamers came to the aid of Tian's uncle and nephew and Xu Gongming, all three of them were in the early stage of Qi training, and they could withstand a demon cultivator in the early stage of Qi training.

The remaining two demon cultivators looked at each other, seeing that they could not break through Yuting, they abandoned the formation without hesitation, and attacked Tian's uncle and nephew together.

"Harmful!"

Kong Heng, who was left on the ground by everyone, sighed all over, the Zen stick in his hand suddenly lifted, and he flew up in the wind with the body of a mere monk, his hands glowed with golden light, and sighed:

"The benefactor, don't want to commit murder!"

As a result, the Zen stick with the copper ring jingled and danced at a high speed, covering the two demon cultivators, and bursts of golden light were emitted from their hands.

The two demon cultivators turned pale in shock and shouted:
"Master Mage?!"

Shi Xiu is not an immortal cultivator, and he can only rise in the wind when he is a mage. At this time, his strength is already comparable to that of the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the two of them were scared enough, the blood on their bodies rose, and they separated.

However, the golden light only pushed back their bloody light. The two of them were taken aback for a moment, and immediately reacted. One of them held a large shield and shouted:
"I was talking about how I can fly, and I was thinking of a sorcerer, Yuan Lai is driving a magic weapon!"

Another person whose face was quite similar to his cursed and shouted:

"Ye... you are such a fool! My lord said it in Mandarin!"

The two people spoke loudly, and Kong Heng was taken aback when he heard it, his eyes opened slightly, and he said in surprise:

"Zhao people!"

It's just that the two of them fought up again with magic weapons, Kong Heng hurriedly propped up the Zen stick in his hand to block it, causing him to back up again and again, the shield bearer said again:

"Agan! Don't be an enemy of the Buddha!"

The other person held the pagoda and said nothing, but his hand was a little loose. Kong Heng was strong enough to withstand the strength of one person, but now he retreated while fighting, and remained in a stalemate.

"Two trash!"

Zhang Huaide heard it clearly, and couldn't help but swear twice, An Zheyan who hit him backed up again and again, while the monk surnamed Qiu became more and more fierce with his hands, but he still couldn't get rid of the two of them.

Li Yuanjiao and Li Qinghong didn't have many chances to cooperate, and they were a bit unfamiliar at the beginning, but they became more proficient with the cooperation of the two sides. Li Qinghong's lightning method breaks demons, and Li Yuanjiao's sharp sword energy, and their advantages became more and more obvious.

Cultivator surnamed Qiu felt powerless, his technique was the most harmful magic weapon and body, all these years have been invincible, but it happened that the two of them who practiced qi had foundation building magic tools in their hands, and they couldn't be corroded. Big embarrassment.

He glanced at the field, and his anxious mood was relieved a lot. In the rest of the places, his side had the upper hand, so he immediately entangled the two of them tightly, and said with a sneer:

"So what, the spear and sword energy is inferior after all, how can it break my spell!"

As soon as the words fell, three streams of light came from a distance, they were naturally Xiao Guiluan and Mrs. Dou's two female relatives, as well as the guest Qing Li Qilang who came here.

Li Qilang practiced the third level of Qi, with a simple and honest appearance, he followed behind honestly, Xiao Guiluan swept the field with his phoenix eyes, and said decisively:

"Save Tian Shi first!"

Uncle and nephew Tian Zhongqing's cultivation skills are poor, and he doesn't have any good magic tools and spells. The magic spells of that magician are particularly powerful, and he has been beaten back and forth, and danger is everywhere.

Tian Zhongqing even took the blow from the Demon Cultivator, causing his viscera to scald, his mouth was spitting blood, his face was flushed, his hands were trembling, and he reluctantly said:

"Thank you!"

With the intervention of the three, the situation reversed in an instant. Xiao Guiluan practiced the third-grade kung fu of the Xiao family, and the magic weapon Changling in his hand was quite powerful, and everyone joined forces to beat the demon cultivator to the point of calling for help.

Seeing this, Zhang Huaide couldn't bear it any longer, and slapped An Zheyan away with his spell. He held up the blood-filled mirror in his hand, condensed his mana, and brewed a red light.

"Pong!"

But a ray of purple thunder came across, forcibly knocking down his charged spell.

It turned out that after such a delay, Li Moli, who was far away in Dongshanyue, also rushed to the fourth level of Qi training, with Thunder in his hand, and turned to reinforce An Zheyan.

Zhang Huaide was panicked immediately, but An Zheyan in front of him got the blessing of the demon-breaking thunder, and the precarious defense suddenly eased, making it even more difficult to break through.

"Zhang shepherd boy! Be quicker!"

Called by Zhang Huaide, the shepherd boy who was suppressing Li Xuanxuan and the old monkey in the mid-stage of Qi training was also in a hurry. He used several spells in a row, and the blood flowed in the air.

But Li Xuanxuan in front of him looked precarious, but he vomited blood and held on inexplicably. On the contrary, he himself couldn't catch his breath for a while, and was greeted by the old monkey from behind, making Zhang Huaide call a silly bird .

Li Qinghong watched the situation gradually stabilize, and exchanged a glance with his elder brother. Li Yuanjiao immediately understood, and raised his sword forward, while Li Qinghong pinched his hand, calling out a purple light.

"[Purple Talisman Yuanguang Secret Method]!"

This is naturally one of the two secret techniques in "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong". The name was lost at first, but Li Qinghong studied it for many years and gradually mastered the subtlety of it, so he named it himself.

At that moment, he closed his slender hands and rubbed them gently, calling out a ray of rich purple light, and then used it as a talisman in the void to outline it for a moment.

When the monk surnamed Qiu saw this posture, he was shocked, put his hands together, released a puff of white air, and shouted:

"Grandma, this bitch is serious! Zhang Huaide! Don't hide it anymore!"

Huaide's face was gloomy, he stroked his robe on his chest, the cuffs automatically moved without wind, bloody light emerged from his body, and said in a deep voice:
"Fellow Daoists! Protect the Dharma for me!"

(End of this chapter)