'This person's voice sounds familiar.
'It's actually quite similar to that Gu Yun! Is it possible...
Guo Xuanting's expression changed slightly.
With this thought in mind, he sat down cross-legged.
He brushed his hand across his chest, and with a flash of light in his hand, there was already an exquisite elixir bottle. He poured out a round yellow elixir from the elixir bottle, swallowed it into his stomach, and then poured out the elixir bottle. Put away.
Then he closed his eyes slightly, and the blood overflowing from his messy body stopped. Wisps of blue electric light escaped from his body, and soon turned into a ball of light blue light, covering him. .
At this time, there were few stars in the dark sky. Although there was still a blood-red light shining all around, the strange power that devoured the spiritual power and blood of the monks had disappeared in this world.
Therefore, Guo Xuanting's treatment went very smoothly.
As he refined the pill that he swallowed, a large amount of blood scabs soon formed on his body surface, and the serious injuries in his internal organs also recovered at an extremely fast speed. .
The white escaping light of the sword transformed by Gu Qing was not covered at all, so it was quickly noticed by the fighting practitioners in the distance.
The two groups of monks fighting each other stopped in unison.
Four or five miserable corpses were left in the messy place by the cultivators who retreated to both sides. Among them was a corpse whose skin was glowing with a dark golden color. There was an extremely hideous hole in its chest. Penetrating, the incomplete internal organs can be seen in the large hole. ap.
Two groups of monks each retreated a few dozen feet and faced each other from a distance.
There are nine monks in the group on the left.
Among them was a stalwart old man with gray hair and a tall female cultivator. From time to time, their sad eyes fell on the corpse with a big hole in the chest. It seemed that this cultivator had a close relationship with the two. Judging from the outline of the face of this body-dead cultivator, he is somewhat similar to that of the strong white-haired old man.
The group of monks on the right is eleven people.
After the two groups of monks separated, most of them looked towards the horizon. The white light that was flying away quickly had a look of concentration on their expressions.
Among them was a cultivator with a flexible mind, who had a flattering smile on his face, ready to flatter the arriving senior foundation builder.
"Whoever comes must be a foundation-building cultivator!"
"It must be the senior of the Foundation Establishment Stage! Only the seniors of the Foundation Establishment Stage can fly away at such a fast speed in this strange world! Qi refining cultivators like us can fly here even if we control it It is impossible for any flying magic weapon, or even a spiritual weapon, to have such speed! I wonder if this foundation-building senior is a cultivator of my own, Hanhai, or..."
"I think they are probably the foundation-building seniors of our Hanhai! This time, in response to the orders of Tianlan Sect and Shengzong, there are quite a few foundation-building monks coming from our Hanhai! In this remote and remote area of Longze Lake, there are only a handful of foundation-building monks."
"Ha! Not necessarily."
The two groups of monks discussed each other intensively.
Among them, most of the monks on the right spoke up. Most of the monks on the left looked livid, and they no longer had high hopes that the person coming was their foundation-building monk from Longze Lake.
"Tingxue, if the person who comes here is a foundation-building monk from Hanhai, I will try to find a chance of life for you later." The white-haired old man said to the tall female cultivator on the side.
The tall female cultivator's expression changed slightly after hearing this.
She turned her head and looked at the strong, white-haired old man, with a somewhat heroic face and a slight frown on his brows.
The strong old man with gray hair continued to transmit the message: "I don't have much time left to live, but Tingxue you are different. You are only over thirty years old, and your talent is much better than me. You will definitely achieve something in the rest of your life."
As he spoke, the white-haired, sturdy old man looked a bit sad and reached out to pat the tall female cultivator on the shoulder.
The tall female cultivator hesitated slightly but did not avoid it.
She allowed the strong, white-haired old man to pat her on the shoulder and sent a message back: "Brother Zhan, why are you doing this? Why should Tingxue be afraid..."
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The sound transmission stopped abruptly.
The withered palm of the white-haired old man patting her shoulder glowed with a slight black brilliance, and a tyrannical force suppressed it from her shoulder, blocking all the power around her, causing her to Not even able to blink.
The strong, white-haired old man looked even more distressed. In response to this, the tall female cultivator said in a worried tone: "Junior Sister Tingxue, I have a technique that can make a cultivator explode with a powerful blow. The secret technique has never been used in the past few decades. It just so happens that I have this opportunity today so I can use it on you."
"It's just a pity for this hot and delicate body."
The stocky old man with gray hair had a bit of regret in his eyes.
Just between two short breaths.
Among the two groups of monks, there were many monks who made various small movements. It was not until the white ray of light from the horizon came closer that the two groups of monks truly calmed down, retracted their fangs and made a quail shape.
The white escaping light dissipated, revealing Gu Qing, who was wearing a black robe and black hair hanging down to his waist. He looked coldly under the frost mask and glanced at the two groups of Qi Refining monks.
'Fifteen in the middle stage of Qi refining and five in the late stage of Qi refining.
'This female cultivator...
Gu Qing differentiated the strength of the two groups of monks, and his eyes were fixed on the tall female cultivator. This female cultivator's cultivation level was not high. She only had the sixth level of Qi refining. Among these two groups of monks, she was not the best. Cai, however, caused some fluctuations in his mind.
'This female cultivator is actually Lin Tingxue!
'When I entrusted Junior Sister Ren Chan to hand over the middle and late stages of Qi refining of the Yin Sha Xuan Gong to this woman, she actually reached the sixth level of Qi refining in just a few years! I still remember that this woman has no spiritual roots, and I helped to form the first Yin Talisman... It seems that this woman really has some talent in practicing Yin Sha Xuan Gong.
As Gu Qing's eyes fell on Lin Tingxue, the expressions of the two groups of monks below changed.
"Senior, I'm Zhao Xuantian, an inner disciple of the Hanhai Yulin Sect. These two are our sect's guest ministers, Su Mei and Li Kun." Among the group of monks on the right, the leading monk said so.
Gu Qing did not respond.
He just took one step and came to Lin Tingxue.
White aura spread out from Gu Qing's body, covering a three-foot radius around his body. Among the group of monks on the left, some of the Qi Refining monks who were closer to Lin Tingxue had no time to react and were covered by the white light. Shrouded in spiritual light, he was horrified to find that his body was as if pressed down by a huge mountain, unable to move at all!
The monks who were suppressed by Gu Qing naturally included the strong, white-haired old man next to Lin Tingxue who put a thin palm on her shoulder. At this time, the old man's face showed a somewhat pleading expression.
"Senior! If you fall in love with this junior sister, you can kidnap her! Both of us are fleeing cultivators from the Xianhe sect of Ye Country. After senior takes her abducted, there won't be any trouble at all! I only hope, senior If I can spare the life of this little old man, I am willing to give up all my wealth!"
The old man's urgent message rang in Gu Qing's ears.
Gu Qing heard that this white-haired, stalwart old man was also a monk of the Xianhe sect. He turned his eyes away from Lin Tingxue and looked sideways for a few times to look at this cultivator. He really saw something in this cultivator. There were some traces of familiarity, his eyes flickered:
"Senior Brother Zhan?"
Gu Qing's voice transmission did not change.
Therefore, as soon as this white-haired and sturdy old man heard this slightly familiar voice, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.
He remembered that the junior disciple of the Xianhe Sect whose name was Gu Qing, his mind was racing, and he was about to respond, but at this moment, he saw a bright white light burst in front of his eyes. Immediately, his thoughts stopped, and above his body , quietly gained a layer of thick black ice.
Click!
Immediately afterwards, the black ice shattered.
The body of the strong white-haired old man also shattered into fine blood-colored ice crystals.
Scattered on the dark yellow sand of the Gobi.
Gu Qing looked back.
Gu Qing's heart didn't waver at all when he casually killed this strong, white-haired old man who had only reached the tenth level of Qi refining. However, he waited until he looked away at the second-oldest man and then looked at Lin While listening to Xue, I found a somewhat strange look in this woman's eyes.
Gu Qing's eyes flashed with a slight smile, and he said through the message: "Junior Sister Lin, long time no see! Seeing that Junior Sister has reached the sixth level of Qi refining, Gu is very relieved! I wonder if Junior Sister is willing to practice this Yinsha Xuan Gong. Are you going to tell Gu everything you gained during the process? In addition, this Senior Brother Zhan's methods are not very clever, so you don't have to worry about the methods he left behind."
The weirdness in Lin Tingxue's eyes gradually disappeared, but all the power in her body was still suppressed. Therefore, she could not respond to Gu Qing and could only stand straight on the spot.
As the white-haired and sturdy old man, the frozen and skinny palm turned into crystal fragments, scattered in all directions from Lin Tingxue's shoulders, Gu Qing's ears heard the words on the left. Among this group of monks, the voice of the leading female monk.
"This senior, I'm Li Ning from the Li family in Longze Lake. These are all my Taoist friends from Longze Lake. Senior seems to be familiar with this Taoist friend Lin. I don't know..."
When Gu Qing heard this, he glanced more than ten feet to his side.
Among the group of monks on the left, the five monks who were not enveloped by his white aura had retreated to the side and gathered around a female cultivator at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. Each of them had a tense figure and respectful expressions. Underneath, one could vaguely detect alert eyes.
Gu Qing looked at the woman for half a breath with indifferent eyes.
Then, he responded: "I am not a cultivator of Longze Lake."
As soon as Gu Qing said these words, the five monks who gathered together turned pale. One of them even softened and almost collapsed to the ground. After all, the cultivation of foundation building, even if the realm is only The first level of Foundation Establishment is still a powerful being for Qi Refining monks. If such a powerful being wants to deal with them, it will be as easy as meditating!
What was completely different from the group of monks on the left was the group of eleven monks on the right. Gu Qing did not lower his voice. Therefore, as monks, they heard clearly what Gu Qing said just now.
"This senior is indeed my cultivator in Hanhai!"
"Senior, senior! These bumpkins from Longze Lake actually killed two of our Taoist friends from Hanhai this time! Senior, you have to make the decision for us!"
