Mortals live forever, the story of Destiny Taoist Li Feiyu

Chapter 250: Kill the old monster who hates me! Haoran Pavilion? Let's break up! (33)

Vajra Dharma Prime shouted loudly, which had already alarmed Tiantian City.

Many monks had stopped a hundred feet away, watching the old monster Tianhen being wrapped in golden flames.

Among these monks, there is not a single demonic monk.

In a short period of time, more than a hundred monks who stayed in Tiantian City rushed over.

Long Han and Feng Bing looked at the old monster Tianhen who was sweating profusely and struggling desperately, with complicated expressions.

The two of them could not defeat Tianhen alone if they were separated.

Long Han whispered, "Brother Li, what a great magical power!"

Feng Bing took Xin Ruyin's hand and said, "Your husband is probably the number one among the three great monks!"

The fire dragon boy poked the old monster Qiong and said, "Don't talk nonsense in the future and offend people everywhere.

You see, God hates that he has offended so many people and ended up being roasted alive! "

The old monster Qiong rubbed his dirty hands, obviously very unconvinced.

"This old ghost is just too stupid. Even if he can succeed, can he really run away?

Believe it or not, a few great monks are within a hundred miles.

Just waiting for him! "

Among the Tiannan monks, only Old Monster Qiong dared to talk like this.

In front of the team, a monk wearing a high jasper crown, a brocade robe, and a chest-length beard spoke.

"I have already said that this Xuantian thing can only be obtained by those who are destined to do so.

Since Brother Li has won this thing, it means that Brother Li has such luck.

I hate that this old monster has ended up like this. It's so annoying and sad! "

The old monster Qiong said with a smile, "Although Marquis Nanlong wears gold and silver and is very vulgar, his brain is always easy to use!"

Marquis Nanlong stroked his long beard, not knowing whether to approve or object.

These monks who came from Tiantian City chatted with each other one by one.

The old monster Tianhen, who was suffering in the fire, was ignored by everyone.

"Puff puff!"

A few more spells entered, and the golden flames burned even more fiercely.

The shield of the old monster Tianhen can hardly be maintained.

But this old monster is stubborn and refuses to admit defeat.

Because he knows very well that no matter what happens, he will die.

Li Feiyu was roasted on the fire by the old demon Hehuan, and he had to kill him as a warning to others.

Therefore, Li Feiyu now put the old monster Tianhen on the fire.

"Hahaha! Ahem!

Li Feiyu, if you give me another chance, I will still kill people and seize the treasure!

A thing from Xuantian, a precious treasure that ascends in the daytime!

I would like to ask the monks present if there is any one who doesn’t want it.

Li, if you want to take action on me, you are looking for the wrong person!

I have made Zhiyang suffer before, and I have never been afraid of anyone in my life!

Only others beg for my life, I cannot beg for mercy!

Isn't it just death of the body and death of the infant? Let's add more fire!

Hahaha! "

Li Feiyu did not answer, but held out a dark golden cone-shaped magic weapon with his right hand.

Many people have recognized this magic weapon and screamed in surprise.

"This is the Huangquan Cone of Ghost Spirit Sect!"

"Fellow Daoist Li will make the old monster Tianhen lose his soul!"

"The physical body and soul are destroyed together, and there is no chance for the Yuan Ying to leave the body!"

"This is really a magical method..."

Tianhen in the flames knew very well that even if he begged for mercy, nothing would end well for him.

Li Feiyu must use his death to gain a foothold in Tiannan.

I just want to tell all the monks in Tiannan that if they dare to offend him, Li Feiyu, the result will be that their souls will be destroyed!

Only in this way can other monks stop worrying about the Xuantian Treasure.

Thinking of this, the old monster Tianhen was extremely angry, and his expression became even colder.

Li Feiyu smiled faintly, and a seven-colored light penetrated Tianhen's eyebrows.

Immediately, a word of fear was played!

In the blink of an eye, the arrogant and arrogant old monster with a fierce look in his eyes just now appeared.

Suddenly his face became sad and his eyes showed sadness.

Soon, this hero who had dominated the south for hundreds of years began to cry bitterly.

"Let me go! I don't want to die!

Master Feiyu, please spare me!

I don’t want to lose my mind!

If I can’t survive in this life, I might be able to cultivate immortality in my next life…

Ow!Ow!Ow!

This fire hurts so much!

Master Feiyu, I am blind, how dare I take advantage of you!

I don't want to die!

I'm just a casual cultivator. For a foundation-building pill, I secretly killed more than a hundred cultivators.

Over the past hundreds of years, I have escaped so many plots and assassinations, walked through so many dragons and tigers' dens, and given up so many temptations and loves, so that I can reach where I am now..."

The old monster Tianhen whined and begged for mercy, while crying and remembering.

Everyone fell into silence amidst the pitiful cries of the old monster Tianhen.

Many people think of the hardships and hardships on the road to immortality.

This rebellious giant owl, feared by everyone, has now shown its most vulnerable side.

But everyone knows that the person who controls the life and death of this hero is called Li Feiyu!

Everyone has a list in their heart.

The monks on this list are either treacherous and evil, or they are vicious and unscrupulous in their actions.

People on these lists must not be messed with.

At this moment, almost everyone present unceremoniously included Li Feiyu in the list.

Li Feiyu must not be provoked!

The old monster Tianhen's sword and shield have been exhausted, and his true energy is almost exhausted.

But the wails of agony continued.

"Ah! It's so hot! I can't stand it!

Master Feiyu, please put a restraint on me, don’t let me die!

I can not be reconciled! I want to live forever, I want to live as long as heaven and earth!

I am only one step away from the late Nascent Soul stage, just one step away!

Damn it, why are you stuck in the middle stage of Nascent Soul?

It's all my fault, God, for forcing me to take desperate risks to seize Xuantian's things!

I hate this thief..."

"puff!"

A crisp sound came out, and the underworld cone pierced Tianhen's eyebrows.

Soon, the underworld cone that pierced the soul of Tianhen Sea of ​​Knowledge returned to Li Feiyu's hand.

Also coming back together was Tianhen's storage bag.

A true soul-crushing one is not thrilling at all.

Tianhen's body dried up and turned black bit by bit in the golden flames, and soon turned into fly ash.

Breakable silence!

Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators and nearly a hundred Alchemy Formation cultivators were all suppressed.

"Whoever is sneaking around, get out!"

Suddenly, a burst of thunder burst out.

All the silent monks were shocked.

This is Li Feiyu shouting to the clouds dozens of feet away.

Three monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul emerged from the clouds dozens of feet away from Li Feiyu.

These three people did not just come out of Tiantian City, but had been following Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu and old monster Tianhen were too lazy to pay attention to these three people. Now it was time to let them out.

The three of them wore square scarves and long beards, as if they were Confucian scholars.

"Fellow Taoist from Haoran Pavilion, you are so sneaky. What are you doing?"

One of them said, "Of course we want to see if you have run away and never dare to come back!"

Li Feiyu laughed and said, "Why should I run?"

"You have killed five righteous monks. Do you want to openly become an enemy of righteousness?"

Li Feiyu said, "Two of them were killed because of gambling, which was a life-and-death melee that all three families recognized.

The other three were killed while trying to seize the treasure. The monks fought to seize the treasure for personal reasons and had nothing to do with the sect's orthodoxy.

How can these be considered enemies of the right path? ” ˆ ˆ These three are the only Yuanying monks left in Haoran Pavilion, and they are also the three most out-of-the-ordinary ones in the righteous path.

They didn't even dare to follow Li Feiyu alone, so they simply came together.

The old demon Hehuan was resolute and all six demon sects withdrew.

The Ghost Spirit Sect, who also had three Nascent Soul cultivators killed by Li Feiyu, didn't even dare to let out a single fart.

Haoran Pavilion clearly lacks courage, but still remains so unyielding. I'm afraid it has something to do with Master Zhiyang's ambiguous attitude.

As a great monk of the Yuan Dynasty, his attitude is ambiguous.

This is a disease, it must be cured!

Now, seeing that what Li Feiyu said was reasonable and well-founded, the three people in Haoran Pavilion didn't know how to answer.

A Haoran Pavilion monk said, "Whether it's a gambling battle or a treasure hunt, do we have to let the human body die and the infant die?

What is the difference between what you are doing and evil cultivation? "

These three people were obviously after Xuantian's treasure, but they made all kinds of lame excuses.

Li Feiyu smiled and said, "Now that I'm not running away, what are you going to do?

Do you want to contact the Nascent Soul cultivators from various decent sects to eradicate this demonic cultivator like me? "

The two Haoran Pavilion monks hesitated a little. This was obviously what they were doing.

Li Feiyu showed disdain and his voice suddenly became louder.

What was originally a playful conversation suddenly turned into an angry rebuke.

“You dare to be a rat that you dare not be!

A heartless piece of trash!

You are the only ones who are upright, fearless, and unyielding?

You idiots!

Crow of cocks, dogs and thieves!

Is it also worthy of being called Haoran Zhengqi Pavilion?

It's better to call it a nest of evil spirits!

What a disgrace!

Haoran Pavilion, leave now! "

These words make Haoran Pavilion, the right path of Confucianism, worthless.

The faces of the three Haoran Pavilion monks were as sinking as water.

Confucian monks are most afraid of being insulted in person.

Li Feiyu's words were a slap in the face!

"Li Feiyu, you are surly, murderous, and moody!

I, the righteous people, join forces to kill demons, what’s wrong with that! "

The fire dragon boy in the distance sighed, "Haoran Pavilion, it's time to perish..."

The old monster Qiong said with a smile, "I don't have a brain, who can I blame?

They thought that Master Zhi Yang was not far away.

I really thought that Li Xiaoyou didn’t dare to kill them! "

Li Feiyu looked at the three monks and snorted coldly, "There's nothing wrong, then let's do it!"

The three Haoran Pavilion monks immediately sacrificed their magic weapons and at the same time shouted to the group of monks in Tiantian City.

“Fellow Taoists of Tianji Sect and Red Lotus Sect, let’s hold this person down together!

Master Zhi Yang will take action! "

Several righteous monks in the distance had complicated expressions, but they had no intention of stepping forward.

Xin Ruyin whispered to Feng Bing, "The Xuantian treasure also belongs to the great monk.

Those who are beaten to death, their lives are their own.

It would be more cost-effective to wait until these three people die and divide Haoran Pavilion..."

Those few righteous Nascent Soul cultivators naturally heard it.

Old Monster Qiong said with a smile, "This little girl is very bad!"

Li Feiyu stopped talking. He flapped his wings behind him and disappeared.

The next moment, Li Feiyu, whose skin turned red, appeared in front of a Haoran Pavilion monk.

"boom!"

Li Feiyu punched out, and the flying sword magic weapon used by the Haoran Pavilion monk to resist was directly smashed into two pieces.

The blood-red fist directly destroyed the body of the Haoran Pavilion monk!

Instead of creating a bloody hole, it just shattered!

The fist that could lift a mountain weighing hundreds of millions of kilograms directly shattered the monk's body.

A panicked Nascent Soul just appeared, and Li Feiyu waved his right hand.

A ray of dark green spiritual energy shot out, and Yuanying immediately screamed and turned into flying ashes.

Among the righteous monks in the crowd, several monks in the early stages of Nascent Soul were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

The Yuanying that has been cultivated for hundreds of years can be fully explained in one face to face!

Old Monster Qiong's face was full of envy, "How did this kid master his skills?

Killing people like this is so enjoyable! "

The monks from the Red Lotus Sect and the Tianji Sect all looked happy.

If I had an impulse just now, I will be the one who is broken now.

Li Feiyu had just fought with the old monster Tianhen, but he didn't use this move.

Because the old monster used Sealing God Sand, his teleportation effect is not good.

Seeing Li Feiyu blasting his body with his bare hands and breaking the magic weapon, the other two monks immediately dispersed and ran away.

"Master, help me!"

"Li Feiyu slaughters the righteous way!"

Li Feiyu has removed the poisonous dragon essence and blood and returned to normal skin color.

He closed and opened his hands, and there were two more things between them.

One is a black hill, which is naturally the Mulan Mountain magic weapon of Master Zhong Shen.

The other was a glowing red flame with a faint green center, only a flame the size of a little finger.

This is the Red Emperor Spiritual Fire obtained by merging the Jimu Spiritual Fire with the Red Emperor True Flame and refining it.

The power of a ball of Red Emperor Spiritual Fire has surpassed the power of Shura Holy Fire.

"Wait a minute!"

A shout came from the empty valley, the voice was powerful.

Li Feiyu seemed unaware, as the huge Mulan Mountain magic weapon and the tiny Red Emperor Spiritual Fire flew towards the two Haoran Pavilion monks respectively.

"Rumble..."

The black 100-foot-long Mulan Mountain almost blocks the sky.

However, such a huge magic weapon can actually teleport!

Divine Master Mulan still has some abilities.

The Haoran Pavilion monk was shocked and instantly felt a huge force pressing down from behind!

"Oh!"

The Mulan Mountain magic weapon pressed down more than ten feet from top to bottom, and the Nascent Soul monk's body exploded in the air!

It can crush people to death without pressing them to the ground!

As soon as the Mulan Mountain magic weapon appeared, the monks above Tiantian City began to talk about it.

"It's the magic weapon of Mulan Mountain!"

"I've seen that magic weapon on the battlefield!"

"Fellow Daoist Li really killed Master Zhong!"

"It turns out that the rumored news is true!"

A Nascent Soul that floated out from a pile of rotten flesh in the air was almost instantly obliterated by the spirit-killing arrow energy.

It only took a few breaths to kill the two people, but Master Zhi Yang's voice was already very close in the air.

"Fellow Daoist Li, leave a Nascent Soul cultivator for Haoran Pavilion!"

The only remaining Haoran Pavilion monk in the world is flying in the direction of Master Zhiyang.

The flame behind him had already climbed into his bun.

"Pfft!"

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes!

A living person turned pure black in an instant!

The moment the flames climbed onto his bun!

"oops!"

Master Zhiyang let out a long sigh and landed right in front of this black charcoal body.

As soon as his hand touched the black body, the black body floated away in the wind.

The Red Emperor's spiritual fire burned his body into charcoal powder in an instant!

"Master, help me!"

A light gray Nascent Soul fled into the hands of Master Zhiyang in panic.

Seeing this pitiful Nascent Soul, Master Zhiyang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, there is still a Nascent Soul left!

(End of this chapter)