Liu Qingyi took the storage bags of the two monks in green and put away their flying swords. After a few fingers of spiritual flames burned, he drove the little civet to hide in the bushes nearby, turned to Xu Xiangying and said : "Let's go to Huangchaan Canyon."
"What are you going to do there? You just killed someone there yesterday, so you are not afraid of people from Daoyan Temple over there!" Xu Xiangying said in fear.
"Let's go, don't be nagging." After Liu Qingyi said this, he stepped into the air with his sword and rushed towards the distance. Xu Xiangying didn't dare to delay, so he quickly followed up with Bo Lanyi.
Not long after the two left, the little civet crouching in the bushes had already disappeared, looking at half of the sky with its big eyes. After a while, I saw several green rainbows appearing on the horizon and heading towards here.
Four monks in green robes followed an old man in black robes into the forest. They all looked around. The old man in black robes said with a gloomy face: "No need to look for me, nephew Feng and nephew Qiu." It’s gone.”
"Who is so bold? Dare to take action at the door of our Daoyan altar!" A monk in green said with a solemn expression.
The old man in black robe closed his eyes and sensed his breath, opened his eyes and said: "Such a strong golden energy! Could it be a sword cultivator from which sect?" After saying this, he raised his eyes and looked around, and said bitterly: "Give them all to me. Search, send a few more messages back to the main altar, call more people, and search the area around the Daoyan Mountains and Huangjian City for me. If there are monks from other places, leave them all for me to investigate. If there is any obstruction, summon them immediately. To me."
"Yes." The four monks in green responded in unison. Two of them had already taken out two yellow paper talismans and started infusing Yuanli. The other two jumped into the air and flew towards Huangchaan City at high speed.
The old man in black robe stood there for a few breaths, pondered for a moment, looked to the east, and with a movement of his body, he shot into the distance like a big black bird. The escape speed was as fast as lightning. After a while, he crossed the direction of Huangchaan City and looked all the way eastward.
Among the trees in the forest, the little civet looked not far away through the cracks in the grass. Two monks in green clothes holding messengers stood there waiting.
It turned its head and looked at the east sky, and saw that the old man in black robe had disappeared. He immediately jumped out of the bushes, quietly jumped behind one of them, and raised his claws to hit the back of the man's head hard. Shoot hard.
The wind blew suddenly, and the man screamed: "Who is it?" As he dodged, he was still hit on the shoulder and neck. He howled miserably, covered his neck, stepped back a few steps, and fell to the ground.
Another monk in green turned his head and saw a small black beast flying over his head through the air. He quickly raised a black long knife and chopped off its head.
The little black beast flashed, raised its claws and slapped the long knife away. It came close to him like lightning, thrust its claws straight into its chest, and pulled out a ball of blood.
Amidst a burst of shrill screams, the little black beast darted up to the man's shoulder, stretched out its claws and swung it sideways, and a big head was blown open like a watermelon.
The monk in green, who was holding his neck and groaning in pain, saw this change and endured the severe pain. He jumped into the air and flew towards the depths of the Daoyan Mountains.
The little civet picked up a dark brown bag with one paw, kicked off the ground and jumped into the air. In the blink of an eye, it chased behind the monk in green who was flying staggering around, holding his neck, and stretched out a sharp black claw to poke him gently on the back of the head. The man's body became stiff and he fell down like a sandbag.
A black shadow swayed from his waist, hooked up an earthy yellow bag, and turned into a black lightning leaping into the distance.
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For two consecutive days, Daoyan disciples were constantly being killed around the Daoyan Mountains. From the monks in the spiritual cultivation stage to the monks in the middle stage of Tongyuan Realm, almost no one was spared as soon as they came out of Tanzhu Peak.
The late-stage Tongyuan Realm monks and several Sanyang Realm monks from Daoyan Altar came out in full force and searched almost all over the Daoyan Mountains, but couldn't find any clues.
Those Daoyan Temple disciples who were killed died in extremely miserable conditions. Their heads were either smashed or their chests and bones were dug out. Almost no corpse was intact.
"This is the work of a high-level spirit among the monsters!" A monk in the Dan Condensation Stage, the deputy leader of the Daoyan Altar, made a direct conclusion. For a time, everyone in the middle and low-level disciples of the Daoyan Altar was in danger. By the third day, The entire mountain gate is almost completely sealed off with the mountain guard formation as the boundary.
Several black-robed monks of the Three Yang Realm were waiting outside the mountain gate, either ambushing or searching. On one occasion, they directly released a late-stage spiritual master monk as a bait. Several Three Yang Realm monks followed them all the way, but they never encountered that person again. Brutal monster.
Liu Qingyi and Xu Xiangying stayed under the Huangnian Canyon for a day and a half, but they didn't meet anyone. Even the casual cultivators who came to look for spiritual herbs had disappeared.
On the night of the second day, the two of them flew out from the bottom of the gorge in a swagger, followed the little civet cat who came to meet them, and came to a forest on the outskirts of the Daoyan Mountains. They dug open a piece of loess covered by green vines and dug out dozens of different colors. Unusual storage bag.
The two left Huang Nian City all night, turned eastbound, walked around for dozens of miles, and landed in a remote mountain forest to rest. In the early morning, the two got up again, passed through the clouds and mist, and came to Stand outside a big city.
"Pocai, go into the city and find out if there are any other immortal sects near this city? We will only rob, not kill, this time."
"Okay, I'll go find someone and ask."
A few hours later, on a mountain peak dozens of miles north of the city, a black-clothed monk clutched a gold-embroidered sword pouch and was flying in circles around a man wearing purple robes, using several fire-based magic spells in his hand. He handed it out, and then raised a green flying sword and stabbed the legs and feet of the purple-robed man quickly.
On a rock a few feet away on one side, a man in white clothes held a yellow Taoist talisman. He looked at the field with excitement and said, "Junior brother, do you want me to do something for you?"
As the man in black jumped left and right, he chuckled and said, "Anyway, you can't do anything with your hands, so just use your mouth and scold him for me."
The man in white groaned for a while after hearing the words, and then said for a long time: "Purple-robed ghost, listen carefully."
"You are a dog...your father is a dog...your mother is a dog..."
"Your grandma is a dog, and your grandpa is a dog."
"You're a son of a bitch!"
The man in black paused his hands and feet slightly, and started laughing again and again, "Brother, this is a good scolding."
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"You are a pig...your father is a pig...your mother is a pig..."
"Your sister is also a pig."
"You are pig intestines!"
The man in black laughed loudly, "That's not a bad sentence!"
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Outside Fengxiang City.
Two figures, one black and one white, stood side by side in the sky. They intercepted a gray-clothed monk with a big thorn. The man in white shouted loudly: "Let me see where you are going? Leave the storage bag to avoid more suffering." .”
The gray-clothed monk roared angrily: "Daydreaming!" He turned around and ran away.
After only flying for a few breaths, a black furry claw suddenly appeared from the ground nearby, and it instantly hit his shoulder. A strong force was transmitted through the body, and the man dwarfed and fell downwards.
The man in white was already covered with a small blue round shield. He swept a few feet closer and cursed: "Your ancestors are the 18th generation bastards. They are so cruel to your turtle son and a grandma bear. They banged into your grandma's nest with thunder." , Dogs have pig tails, sheep have native eggs, and you have sores on your crotch, you are a thief and a scumbag..."
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Outside Yuomian City.
On a mountain top, two monks in black stood facing each other. A monk in white was holding a yellow Taoist talisman, hiding behind a rock and looking around.
"Is it the fifth level of Tongyuan Realm?"
Liu Qingyi's eyes narrowed slightly, his soul chain surged, and the little civet rushed out.
He then held the sword pouch and released the cyan flying sword, muttering secretly in his heart: "It's a bit technically difficult to just rob but not kill. Without using the Transformation Technique, if I stab you with the Daphne Sword Sutra, you won't be able to be stabbed to death, right? Well, it's a waste of time. The Spiritual Essence Stone doesn’t seem to be cost-effective, so I’d better chop it with a golden knife.”
After a while, the little civet had already approached the man in black robes, and saw a golden flying sword slashing towards the little civet. The black claws floated with black light and struck, and the golden light and black shadow retreated instantly at the touch.
Liu Qingyi shouted loudly: "Luo Shengtian Magic Sword."
Jin Yuan Qi surged in mid-air, and soon a giant golden sword gathered and slashed towards the man in black.
The green flying sword was also standing high in the sky at this moment, stabbing downwards from time to time.
The man in black used a silver spear with a simple shape to meet the giant golden sword. He quickly hid while the golden flying sword beside him was still slashing at the small civet cats that were coming towards him.
Every time the golden flying sword struck, it knocked the little civet out of shape. The sharp and simple silver spear also blocked the giant golden sword, and it became a stalemate for a while.
At this time, a chattering sound came from the side.
"Old bald donkey, look at how your bun is tied up. Does it look like a mule with a thousand horns?"
"Junior brother, poke his naughty butts for me."
"Junior brother, chop there, chop there, cut off his roots."
"Oh, junior brother, look at your crutch, do you look like a lame bitch?"
There was a blush on the face of the man in black robe. He looked up at Xu Xiangying who stretched out half of his head behind the rock and cursed: "You damn..."
The golden flying sword he raised flew through the air and slashed towards the back of the rock very quickly. Xu Xiangying was horrified when he saw this. When he shrank his head and flew back, he raised his spiritual talisman and turned it into a small blue shield to block it in front of him.
The golden flying sword was disturbed by the sword shadow of the hanging green sword on the way. The attack slowed down and was blocked by the small blue shield.
At this moment, the little civet seized the opportunity, came closer, and struck wildly at the man in black robe. He was excited for a moment but didn't know the severity, and directly tore off one of the arms of the man in black robe with one claw, sprinkling a shower of blood. Throw it into the air.
The man in black robe groaned in pain, and was grabbed by the hanging blue light sword and shot downwards. Suddenly, it hit the center of his eyebrows, but he saw that the tip of the sword was frozen on his forehead and did not stab forward.
"Don't move! If you move again, you will die!" Liu Qingyi warned. Seeing the panic in the black-robed man's eyes, he stood there and did not dare to move even a little bit, and then shouted to the side: "Brother, go and kill him quickly." Get it from the storage bag."
"Okay!" Xu Xiangying saw that the golden flying sword had fallen to the ground and made no movement. The small round shield was covering his body. He folded his arms and rushed to the man in black robe. He took off the storage bag from his waist and said: " Thank you!"
As he quickly retreated, he shrank a few feet behind Liu Qingyi and said softly: "Junior brother, this person is quite powerful and must have a lot of stuff. How about you let the little civet search him again?"
"Forget it, let's go! Let's go to the next city. We can't stay here." Liu Qingyi said helplessly.
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Dali Mountain City, at the mouth of a dangerous mountain ridge in Dali Mountain, two figures stood with their heads raised. A tall and thick man in white was extremely depressed. He was sitting behind a rock with his head bowed. A sword mark on his chest had already leaked out a large area. Bloodstains.
Xu Xiangying played with the silver bag in his hand and said happily: "Junior brother has unparalleled magical powers and can defeat invincible opponents in the Tongyuan Realm."
Liu Qingyi's face tightened at this moment, and he raised his eyes to the sky. He saw a figure approaching at a high speed in the distance. He looked at it briefly and said urgently: "Quick, you run first! The person coming is a late-stage monk in Tongyuan Realm. I'll drag him away." One delay, you run faster."
"Okay! Junior brother, please wait a little longer, I fly slowly, don't be like last time."
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Some people died, but not completely...
