"Crossing this Yuzhu Beach is Chihu Lake."
The journey was uneventful, and in a blink of an eye it was the early morning of the second day. The night had not yet faded. Li Tie in front turned his head and called Gu Qing, who had closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
"Thank you for reminding."
Gu Qing opened his eyes and nodded in response.
He spilled the spiritual sand that turned into gray-white color in his hand.
After another night of adjusting his breath under the moonlight, Gu Qing's internal injuries were finally healed and no longer hindered the normal operation of his spiritual power.
"More than 80% of the spiritual power has been recovered. It should be fully recovered before tonight's evening. The internal injuries will be completely recovered, which will only take two or three days."
Gu Qing glanced at Li Tie's back and lowered his eyes.
"In addition, Li Tie was a little nervous along the way. This person seemed to be deliberately trying to get close to me."
He turned and looked around.
The outlines of small lakes were outlined by the faint moonlight, giving them a silvery luster.
This is the second half of Yuzhu Beach.
As soon as night fell yesterday, their team of monks escorted the goods off the smooth official road and entered the Jade Pearl Beach. The road under their feet became muddy.
That night, many monks were very nervous, especially when they passed by the silvery white lakes. The beautiful woman directly asked the middle-stage Qi Refining monks riding on the fire-colored spirit horses to come forward and use their spiritual consciousness to carefully examine them. Fan.
After making sure that there was no evil cultivator ambushing them, the monk team was allowed to continue moving along the muddy road.
Now that the night is gradually fading, the tense minds of the monks have finally relaxed a little.
"If there is an ambush, it will only be within this quarter of an hour."
Gu Qing glanced at the sky, put his hand into his arms, covered the storage bags in Shifang, and drove the spirit horse a little further away from the cultivators escorting the goods behind. Then he gathered his energy and urged the Guishui to return. , restraining the fluctuations of spiritual power throughout the body.
A breeze blew across my face, and the silvery lake in front rippled with the breeze.
The night seemed to be blown away by the breeze.
"We haven't been attacked during this trip?" The beautiful woman in the lead looked hesitant. Her consciousness at the eighth level of Qi Refining scanned the surroundings, but she still didn't find anything unusual, and she felt a little relieved.
Their He family is just a small cultivation family. The head of the family with the highest cultivation level is only at the eleventh level of Qi refining. She is already the mainstay at the eighth level of Qi refining.
The dozens of carts of goods that were taken to the Chihu gathering for sale included three or four kinds of spiritual plants carefully cultivated by the He family, as well as the scales, claws and furs of some monsters, and ten pure-blooded horses. The fire spirit colt, the forty hybrid fire spirit colts, and the most important cargo was the red pine spirit ink produced by the He family in her storage bag.
Just when the beautiful woman relaxed a little and regained her consciousness, there was a sound like cracking silk beside her, and a hot breath hit her face!
boom!
A white flame shot out from the hand of a monk at the fifth level of Qi Refining next to the beautiful woman. As soon as the white flame reached the beautiful woman's face, it suddenly exploded, and the scorching breath spread to the nearby fire-colored riders in the blink of an eye. The seven monks of Lingju!
"Enemy attack!"
The beautiful woman gave a sweet scolding, her face was like a veil, and the white flames could not get close at all.
Immediately, a bronze mirror magic weapon appeared in her hand. The bronze mirror magic weapon flashed slightly, and then suddenly, the white flames that spread around were captured in the mirror!
The monks surrounding the beautiful woman also reacted, and they all threw magical weapons with various auras at the fifth-level Qi Refining monk who made a sneak attack on the beautiful woman.
After the man shot out the white flames, he abandoned the Fire Pony and turned around to run away. However, he was still hit by a big bell magic weapon on his back. Blood spurted from his mouth and almost all his internal organs were displaced. He staggered, and then He was engulfed by all kinds of auras, and exploded with a bang!
A cloud of blood mist gathered but was torn apart by a sword light. The blood-stained sword light was several feet long, and it struck directly on the rotating large clock instrument!
Buzz!
There was a buzzing sound, and the face of a white-haired old man riding a fire horse suddenly changed. He forced out the blood essence from his middle finger, and pinched it with his fingers. The aura on his body suddenly became ten times stronger. This old man was actually a monk in the late stage of Qi refining. , his cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi refining!
With the collision of the big bell and the light of the sword, waves of waves scattered, and the spirit horse hissed in confusion. Except for the beautiful woman, the other mid-stage Qi Refining monks riding the fire spirit horse, and Xiang Lichen, all covered their ears. He screamed in pain, and the magical weapon he offered swayed and fell to the ground.
"Fellow Taoist Ma's Dangpo Bell is nothing more than that!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, a wild roar came. Immediately, the big bell instrument was struck by the light of the sword and flew backwards. The white-haired old man's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and he looked as if his breath was listless. The white-haired old man said nothing. , driving the Fire Spirit Horse to the side, patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the healing elixir, swallowed it in his belly, and adjusted his breathing.
The sword's light is still lingering, and the beautiful woman's silver teeth are biting secretly.
She had just started to change her finger skills, and shot the aura towards the bronze mirror in her hand. When she saw something was not good, she felt cruel and hammered her chest violently, forcing out a small mouthful of blood essence and spraying it on the bronze mirror. The mirror suddenly turned into a size of more than ten feet, shining on the sword light!
The light of the sword melted like snow meeting the scorching sun, and the beautiful woman's face quickly turned pale. Her beautiful eyes were full of evil, and she quickly took out a magic talisman and clasped it in her palm.
"Hahaha……"
"Since the Shuiyun Mirror is in your hands, there must be quite a few Chisong Lingmo brought by your He family to the Chihu gathering this time! Hand over the Lingmo, and Qiu will give you a happy life!"
A black light shot out quickly and landed a few feet in front of the cultivators with a bang, revealing a man in black who looked about thirty-four or five years old. This man was carrying a black sword that looked like a door panel. His face was firm and his cheeks were thin. Zheng sneered and spoke with his spiritual consciousness.
The aura on his body was like billowing smoke, not hiding it at all. Seeing the fluctuations in spiritual power, the man in black carrying a big sword was at the eleventh level of Qi refining!
"Three rivers are stained with blood, and Qiu Wanli is in trouble!"
"Didn't Qiu Wanli die in the hands of the immortal sect's genius? How could it be..."
"Damn it! Run separately!"
The early Qi Refining cultivators at the rear, who all recognized the man in black, all had earth-colored faces, abandoned their spirit horses and fled around, but only one of them was seen, and his head was chopped off by his companions with a pop. The headless corpse was stuck in the mud, twitching.
At the same time, in the silvery white lake on the left and right, more than a dozen figures burst out. Among the seven people on the left, two of them rushed in the direction of Gu Qing and the others. One of them went straight towards Tong Sandao, and the other Kill Gu Qing and Li Tie.
These dozen figures were covered in black robes, each holding a magic weapon in their hands, and their lowest cultivation levels were at the fourth level of Qi Refining.
He went straight to the man with the long scar on Tong Sandao. His cultivation was at the fifth level of Qi Refining. He held the sword secret in his fair and slender hand. He waved a bright golden flying sword like an arm and took Tong Sandao directly. Behind the scenes!
The third-level Qi practitioner who was originally walking in front of Tong Sandao saw this and looked like he wanted to come up to help Tong Sandao. Instead, he threw out a black light from his hand and covered the door in front of Tong Sandao!
"Hmph! Looking for death!"
Tong Sandao roared angrily and his face turned pale.
He didn't see any movement, and countless knife shadows suddenly appeared around him, forming a line in the blink of an eye. Then a long knife suddenly appeared behind him, and he suddenly drew it and slashed it down.
Click!
The sword energy training passed in a flash, and the man in front suddenly screamed miserably. The body-protecting spiritual light seemed to have no effect. The spirit horse and the spirit horse under his crotch were slashed into two pieces. Blood spurted out, and the body was directed toward his back. The incoming flying sword was also cut back.
"Wait a minute! I have no grudges in the distant future and no grudges in the near future. Why don't we just say goodbye? The mountains are high and the rivers are long. There is no chance we will see each other again. Fellow Taoist, what do you think?"
Tong Sandao did not dare to be careless. He turned around suddenly and looked at the fifth-layer black-robed monk in Qi Refining with a wary face. However, he only heard a sneer. He lowered his face and narrowed his eyes.
"Run away or stay..." From the corner of Gu Qing's eyes, he took in the scenes of fighting among the monks and looked at Qiu Wanli who had continued to take action from a distance.
"Um?"
After Gu Qing looked at Qiu Wanli, he seemed to notice something and glanced in the direction of Chihu.
The black-robed monk who attacked Gu Qing looked like a woman, and her cultivation level was at the fourth level of Qi Refining.
"These two losers can be killed with a snap of a finger."
She was disdainful and threw out a few invisible wind blades, intending to directly kill Gu Qing, a guy with weak spiritual power, and Li Tie, a young monk on the second level of Qi Refining.
But I never thought about it.
The guy in a blue Confucian shirt with weak spiritual energy fluctuations had a dark golden flying sword in his hand at some point. He cut out wisps of sword energy from the air and easily shattered the few wind blades she shot. .
then……
The figure in green flew to the ground and came straight towards her!
