In the clouds, countless auras and mana waves were exploding.
Li Changsheng was already losing ground and was already planning to escape.
But suddenly several terrifying auras attacked him fiercely, and the mana ripples shattered the space around him that he could escape, sealing him here.
Li Changsheng's expression suddenly changed.
Needless to say, he knew what he had done, and Li Changqing died at the hands of Pei Xihe, and his soul disappeared, probably because something was discovered.
He didn't expect that a monk like Pei Xihe, who he had never put into his eyes, would have such a method. It was really unexpected.
"Li Changsheng, you practiced bloody secrets and were captured without any help, yet you still don't plead guilty?"
The Ming Deng Lord of the Dao Sect took action brazenly. He waved the fly whisk in his hand toward Li Changsheng lightly, and a torrent of mana dappled the space erupted.
The snow-white whisk stretched out rapidly, and every hair was covered with a faint cold light, which sealed and sealed Li Changsheng's body.
Jiuqing Sanren twisted out a Qingxiao flower with his fingertips. The petals were separated and pierced like sharp thorns. The petals were covered with Dao patterns, and the momentum was astonishing.
Song Ranzhen also appeared in the clouds.
"Ancestor Li, now you should follow me back to Kunlun to receive your punishment and explain everything."
He also saw the memory scene in it because of the purple bead, secretly practiced forbidden arts, and used his direct bloodline as a sacrifice, which was equivalent to an evil cultivator, which was really unexpected.
Although the Li family has been domineering in recent years, it can be considered to be somewhat measured. After all, the sect is pressing on them and controlling unreasonable areas.
It seems that the net they have set will be closed in advance.
A sharp look appeared in his eyes, and a piece of jade in his hand was crushed and thrown away. A burst of space fluctuations emitted, and circles of ripples built a tunnel.
Wu Yazi walked out with a sword in his hand.
The cold light of the Exalted Immortal Sword flashed, and he looked at Song Ranzhen, who used his mind power to explain clearly the cause and effect, and saw Li Changsheng, who was stubbornly resisting and half of his body had been destroyed.
Wu Yazi waved the Exalted Immortal Sword and rolled up thousands of sword shadows, carrying the general trend of the mountains and rivers.
Perhaps after today, there will no longer be the four major families of Kunlun. The Li family has been strong for tens of millions of years, but now it will come to an abrupt end.
The monks who have reached their level can defeat Yi, but it is difficult to kill him.
Whether it's a getaway or a chance to live forever, a means of escape or a long-lasting vitality, they are all unimaginably powerful.
But at this moment, Zhao Hanfeng, Wu Yazi, Jiuqing Sanren, and Mingdeng Lord took action together. Their strength was almost overwhelming, and they wanted to destroy his physical body and imprison his soul.
Li Changsheng's eyes were filled with sternness. He made such a choice in the first place, so he naturally knew what the price would be if he was discovered.
His mutilated body began to burn without fire. Circles of mana ripples floated in the air. A bit of blood-colored fluorescence emerged from the soles of his feet, and a magic circle was immediately drawn from this point.
"I want to leave, but you can't stop me."
The body turns to ashes, and the spirit escapes.
Jiuqing Sanren frowned and looked at Wu Yazi.
Even if Yifeng Ancestor sees immortality, she is not afraid of it. She is Penglai's headmaster and has her own magnanimity.
"Grandmaster Wuyazi, you Kunlun have to give the world an explanation for this matter."
Wu Yazi turned to look at Song Ranzhen, who nodded.
He greeted the several lords and masters one by one with a graceful posture.
"This matter was caused by an oversight by me in Kunlun. Li Changsheng is in a high position, and he will definitely give an explanation to the spirits and demons in the world for his evil practice."
Jiuqing San and Lord Mingdeng glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and their figures disappeared from the place, returning to the sect's headquarters. Although Li Changsheng's physical body was destroyed, his soul remained. Although his strength was weakened, for low-level people, The disciple is still sweeping.
The evil cultivator acted haphazardly and ignored all living beings. Naturally, he had to be the first to go back to protect his disciples and beware of Li Changsheng taking the opportunity to retaliate.
Wu Yazi looked at Zhao Hanfeng, who seemed to be watching a good show, and felt a little depressed. Song Ranzhen's telepathy just now told him everything about the little disciple. What a dead old man, what happened that day. It's a plan.
Zhao Hanfeng saw him looking at him and grinned.
"Toothless, why don't you go after Li Changsheng? He is such a big evil cultivator. You Kunlun people are not very good at it. You didn't realize it yet."
"Could it be?"
"Stop talking nonsense."
Wu Yazi scolded him softly. Following the remaining aura, he disappeared and chased after Li Changsheng.
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Pei Xihe was protected by Zhao Qingtang and returned to the Qingxuan Ark.
She had a breakthrough in cultivation and was mellow and solid, but she took that opportunity to awaken the golden flame of the sun that was sleeping in her blood and burned Li Huai to death, causing Shenwu's blood to boil and her realm to be vaguely unstable. She needed to stabilize her realm in time.
Pei Xihe had anticipated the changes in the situation around him and the fluctuations in Kunlun's situation.
He was even afraid that Li Changsheng, who had fled away, had already held a grudge against him. Even though he only had his soul left, he didn't know if he would suddenly appear and be bitten.
After all, he would be reduced to such a situation, in which he played an indispensable and important role, and it could even be said that she had contributed to the situation.
The exposure of evil cultivators means that everyone in the world is the enemy!
How can we not avenge such a deep hatred?
Fortunately, there was a protective mark left on Zhao Hanfeng's body.
She sat cross-legged on the futon, closed her eyes and meditated. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth penetrated and ran along the meridians to become pure spiritual power and magic power, which merged into the golden elixir.
The golden elixir in the Dantian is the size of an egg, spherical in shape, with a flawless and round surface. It is covered with infinite Dao patterns and traces of demons. They are intertwined with each other and exude an aura of ancient times.
The boiling blood gradually began to calm down, and the demon power derived from the demon god transformation was hidden in every drop of blood.
Faintly echoing the power within the golden elixir.
It took three or four hours before her state finally stabilized.
Opening his eyes, a jade plate flew out with the power of thought.
Once triggered, several words appeared.
"The realm improves, the golden elixir is in its early stage, and the battlefield changes."
That is, she was promoted from the foundation-building battle situation to the early stage of the Golden Core.
The number of people left in these two battles is about the same at this point, and it will be over in two or three battles at most.
Even though he had just broken through to the early stage of the Golden Core, he still looked a little immature compared to his seniors who had been immersed in this realm for a long time and all had extraordinary combat capabilities. Pei Xihe did not feel the slightest fear.
She wanted the spiritual machine Xuan Qi not because she wanted to use it to form a perfect elixir, but because she wanted to refine the immortal spirit energy and nourish the Shenwu blood, which was imperative.
Those lines of light words dissipated, and his name appeared on the left side.
On the right, the opponent for the next match's early stage of Jindan emerged.
"Tianmo Sect, Jiang He."
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