The strong from the wild

The wind is blowing in the air, and it is expected to be cold in spring.

Liu Yi's clothes were rattling, with a faint sword intent and murderous intent exuding from his body, he suddenly said, "Master Situ, why don't you speak?"

Situ Mengdie said in a well-regulated manner: "My God, how dare I talk nonsense?"

Liu Yi muttered to himself, and said, "Shen Tuhu was severed by my sword, so he should be seriously injured..."

Situ Mengdie used the words to say: "Shen Tuhu is a master of a school, but he has suffered a great loss at the hands of a mere junior monk, who is not even an immortal swordsman, so he will definitely not let it go."

"It's natural..."

Liu Yi responded, and then said: "Judging from the words of head master Situ, it seems that head master Situ knows Shen Tuhu quite well? If you were Shen Tuhu, how should you deal with this matter? How should you think about it?" What kind of method can you come up with to harm my Xuantianzong, and even kill me Liu Yi?"

"I dare not harm Xuantianzong and Great God Liu. It's just that the Great God has something to say, so I, Situ Mengdie, will boldly speculate..."

Situ Mengdie trembled tremblingly, even his wings were trembling slightly, and said: "If I were Shen Tuhu, I would definitely come up with a more vicious plan to avenge my revenge. It's just that before I can take revenge, I need to recover from my injuries first. If you don't restore the law, I'm afraid that your own strength will be a little insufficient. This battle will not only face the long-renowned Four Great Sword Immortals and Xuantianzong's sword plate, but also guard against the masters of the underground forces. After all, Shen Tuhu is just The leader of the Sacred Fire Sect, the underground forces may not really obey him, once his own strength is not enough, it will be difficult to suppress the masters of the underground forces."

Hearing this, Liu Yi frowned, "You mean, the most important thing for Shen Tuhu is to find a place to heal his wounds and recover his Dharma first?"

"The Great God is wise!"

Situ Mengdie flattered her a little, and said: "I have heard a little about the Blood River Magic Tome of the Holy Fire Sect. By practicing this Blood River Magic Tome, you can turn yourself into a blood river, even if you can't beat it." The enemy can also turn into a rain of blood and meteors to escape. As long as there is a drop of red blood left, they can use this drop of blood to gather into a flesh again and make a comeback. But the root of this practice is to kill many living beings. The blood and souls of all beings in the world came to condense the blood river dharma form. Now half of Shen Tuhu's blood river dharma form has been destroyed. If he wants to restore the dharma form, he must first kill people. In ordinary times, there are thousands of people in the small city and tens of thousands in the middle city. There are 10 people in the big city, and he needs to kill a big city to collect enough blood and soul."

"Before he recovers from his injury, his strength should be far from his peak."

With a smile on his face, Liu Yi asked, "With the strength of Situ's head of the land god, do you know if he can beat the injured Shen Tuhu?"

"I am the third-level land immortal in the Immortal Realm, although I am far from the fourth-level Taiyi Golden Immortal. However, Shen Tuhu was seriously injured, and I may not be incapable of fighting."

Situ Mengdie's tone was a little soothing, and he answered slowly, but he thought in his heart: "Could it be that Master Liu wants me to fight Shentuhu? Although this matter is dangerous, if Master Liu can be relieved, it will also be of great benefit to me, Situ Mengdie. The word "future" has always been obtained through hard work. Although I am not as good-natured as gambler like the Qingtian Daxian, but now I want to gamble on my future. If I can satisfy Liu Dashen, I will be close to becoming a god A few minutes."

Both of them spoke through sound transmission, and no one around could hear what they were talking about.

Before he knew it, he had caught up with the Qingling Swan Goose team ahead.

Liu Yi bid farewell to Tang Jiawen and said that he wanted to do something with Situ Mengdie, and let everyone go on the road first, and then he would arrive after he finished the matter.

Seeing that Liu Yi was accompanied by Situ Mengdie, the Four Great Sword Immortals felt relieved.But in my heart, I don't know why this old poisonous person who is the head of the Thousand Barbarian Sect will follow Xuantianzong monks with all his heart, why he will turn his back on the way of magic and follow Xuantianzong...

Ever since Situ Mengdie used the method of giving birth to a man from a tree and let the original monks of the Yuxi sect come back to life, everyone has become less wary of Situ Mengdie, and they all admire Liu Yi's extraordinary means and wide range of friends in their hearts. The old poison will never leave.

Only Tang Jiawen seemed to have seen through Liu Yi's thoughts, and spoke out to stop him, letting Liu Yi follow the crowd.

"Master, don't worry. I have fellow Daoist Situ Mengdie by my side. Even if I encounter danger, I can escape quickly. In this Qiongyu realm, fellow daoist Situ Mengdie may not be the strongest expert, but He can fly more than half a million miles a day on weekdays, but if he uses his secret magic powers to fly at full speed, his speed will increase dramatically."

As soon as Liu Yi said this, Tang Jiawen felt relieved.

After all, Tang Jiawen has seen Situ Mengdie's speed before.

Hit if you can beat it, run if you can't beat it, who can catch up to this old poisonous butterfly?

Situ Mengdie flapped its wings like crystal glass, and carried Liu Yi away from the direction of the Xuantianzong monk, and flew towards the distant sky at high speed.

The two daughters Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang stood on the back of Qingling Hongyan, their big watery eyes stared at the direction where Liu Yi left. The two women suddenly looked sad and looked at each other.

Lu Ningshuang looked frosty, and said, "Friend Wan'er, if senior brother knows about your plight, he will definitely be sad."

"Brother Yi is a person who values ​​love and righteousness, how can he not be sad?"

Wan'er shook her head and said, "Brother Yi values ​​love and righteousness, can't you and I value love and righteousness? The minion Dharma King and Hu Tutu are just ordinary friends, and now the dead fat man is missing, and the tiger minion actually launched the Demon Sect Master, please move the most well-informed Dharma King Bai Xiao, and look for Hu Tutu's traces everywhere. A crazy minion can be so affectionate, but you and Brother Yi have an extraordinary friendship, how can you remain indifferent?"

"Ugh……"

Lu Ningshuang sighed and said no more.

The territory of Qiongyu is extremely wide, with 400 million miles from north to south and more than [-] million miles from southeast.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in each of the great sects, so it can be said that they are not rich and powerful.

Those who can become a cultivator and worship a high school may not be one in a thousand, but they are also a one in a thousand.There are more than ten high-ranking sects in the Qiongyu land boundary, countless second-rate and third-rate sects, countless casual cultivators, and hundreds of thousands of monks in total!

How rich the population base must be to allow the number of monks to grow to such a large scale?

Among the 800 million miles of mountains and rivers, there are many ordinary dynasties and city-states.In some places, even a city or a small town can be called a king or a country.

About 30 miles northeast of Tongtian Port, there is a country, a country with only one city.

The city is called Fusang City, and the country is also called Fusang Kingdom.

It is rumored that the first ruler of the Fusang Kingdom once fell off a cliff when he was young, and was able to save his life only by holding on to a mulberry tree. Therefore, the country established after the word Fusang is also called the Fusang Kingdom.

In early spring and February, the people of Fusang Kingdom are already preparing for spring plowing.

Hoes, plows and other objects are being held by the people and they are repairing the land.

Suddenly, a bright red blood-colored cloud galloped from the northwest!

The clouds became bigger and bigger, like extremely viscous blood, filled the sky, and after half a stick of incense, the sky of the city of Fusang Kingdom was covered, and the sky was covered with a bloody smell that could make people faint.

Blood clouds cover the sky!