In a wine shop on a remote street in Shangyuan Xianfang, a man in purple was sitting in the corner with a slight flinch. The drinkers around him were talking about it.
"Have you heard? Someone attacked and killed the immortal envoy of Shangyuan Palace in Guangyuan Inn last night."
"I heard that it seems to be a female fairy in a black dress with a ghost-face mask on her head. She killed people and didn't leave at all. She also beat up several Tongyuan Realm monks from Shangyuan Palace who came after them. Killed on the spot."
"How dare you attack and kill the Shangyuan Palace monks in Shangyuan City? This person is also bold!"
"Those immortal cultivators are inherently surly, and they kill people at every turn. It's not a big deal at all. But this time they committed murder directly in the city, and they killed the monks who were sitting in the Shangyuan Palace of the Immortal Gate. It was really a bit too domineering. I I heard that the master of Shangyuan Palace, Jiang Heng, was furious and sent several Three Yang Realm powerhouses in the palace to search for the ghost-faced woman all night long."
"There are rumors that there was a man in purple present at the time, who snatched the moon gift collected by the immortal envoy of Shangyuan Palace and ran away."
"real or fake?"
"Absolutely true!"
The voices in the wine shop were still noisy, and the man in purple clothes in the corner had disappeared.
In Shangyuan City, on one side of the collapsed tile wall of an abandoned house, a young man was tugging at his purple Taoist robe, digging out some dirt from the rubble and smearing it on his face, and then took out a A black coat was put on.
"Haha..." A woman's laughter suddenly came from the green wall and tile roof.
"Who?!" Liu Qingyi jumped up in shock, picked up a pair of black underwear that he had just put on, shrank to the corner and looked up, only to see a woman in a black skirt and a ghost mask hanging on her head. On the tile roof, his eyes couldn't help but trembled, and he asked: "You...what do you want to do?..."
"Humph, I didn't expect you to be so timid? Are you still changing clothes and changing your appearance here, are you afraid of this?" The ghost-faced woman's voice was full of contempt.
Liu Qingyi stretched out his hand to touch the spirit ring on his wrist, looked around, and said dissatisfiedly: "Sister, I really didn't expect it. Yesterday was fine, why did you kill people? Look at me, I have only reached the fifth level of the Yuan Realm. , I don’t call it fear, it calls it reasonable avoidance of disasters. Please be kind and stay far away, so as not to cause me to get burned."
The ghost-faced woman sneered softly and said: "What happened to the fifth level of Tongyuan Realm? In your world, I dare to hit the Three Yang Realm in the Tongyuan Realm. Now that I am in the Three Yang Realm, I dare to hit a few Ningdan Let’s play around.”
"Having fun? Sister, let's not brag, okay? I'm still not dizzy! This time I was unlucky. I wanted to hunt for some wild food, but I didn't expect to hunt out a stilted tiger." Liu Qingyi showed a cry. An ugly expression.
"You saved me in the inn just for that... what kind of wild food?" the ghost-faced woman asked calmly.
"Um... not entirely." Liu Qingyi's heart twisted, and she said with compassion on her face: "At that time, I thought you were just a weak woman with no cultivation. Although you seemed to have a bad temper, you couldn't bear it. Seeing you being dismembered on the spot, I felt some compassion for a moment, so I stopped for you."
The ghost-faced woman looked at Liu Qingyi intently, counting her breaths, and said for a long time: "You... are not bad."
"The fairy is so complimentary, can I leave?" Liu Qingyi asked innocently.
"Do you dare to follow me to the door? Let's conquer Shangyuan Palace together." The ghost-faced woman said in a deep tone.
"Come to kill? Trample... Shangyuan Palace!?" Liu Qingyi's face turned pale, and he asked in surprise: "Dare you ask the fairy about his cultivation level?"
"In the late stage of the Three Yang Realm, the three rounds of perfection have been achieved!" the ghost-faced woman replied.
"The palace master is said to be able to overpower several people in the Dan Condensation realm." Liu Qingyi said with a cautious expression.
"I know." The ghost-faced woman said lightly.
"Then you are still going?" Liu Qingyi tilted his head and looked at the woman again. He always felt that something was wrong with this woman.
"What else?" The ghost-faced woman's voice turned cold, "Then the Lord of Shangyuan Palace has taken away the sacred object of my clan, so I will naturally find him to get it back."
"Eldest sister, you can go by yourself! My cultivation level is too low and my body is not strong, so I won't accompany you. Our green mountains will not change and our green waters will flow forever. See you there again!" Liu Qingyi said and stepped away. He walked out of this abandoned house and limped out of the city, like a beggar begging for food along the street.
"What? Qingshan will not change... See you later?" The ghost-faced woman sat on the tile roof blankly, muttering a few words in her mouth, and then turned into a black shadow and fell towards Shangyuan Xianfang.
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Liu Qingyi walked all the way out of the east gate of Shangyuan City. He felt depressed when he thought that he had spent two thousand spiritual stones in the shop opposite Guangyuan Inn, but had not picked up any of the golden lotus roots he ordered.
After leaving Shangyuan City, Yukong flew a few miles away, and saw groups of monks wearing light blue robes hurriedly flying towards Shangyuan City. When they passed by, none of them had seen them. Pay attention to him.
Liu Qingyi's heart felt at ease, but she was not in a hurry to leave. Thinking that the sea of clouds was rich in golden lotus roots, she raised her hand and released a green talisman seal, which was directly attached to her forehead. She flashed suddenly and began to spin along the sea of clouds. Search the surrounding cities.
A few hours later, he rose into the sky from a huge city called Zheyun City, with a look of great satisfaction on his face. After searching several cities in a row, I finally found three golden lotus roots in this city. It was considered as a reward and the trip was worthwhile.
Everything has been settled here. The three storage bags taken from the hands of several monks from Shangyuan Palace were filled with tens of thousands of spiritual stones, and there was a huge surplus.
Thinking of this, Liu Qingyi felt relieved, attached the wind talisman to her forehead again, and flew eastward. Yaoyaohu passed by Shangyuan City again, but he was flying in a roundabout way.
Unexpectedly, just after passing Shangyuan City, not far away, I saw several figures jumping out of the valley of an undulating ringed mountain, all blocking the air in front of them.
Liu Qingyi's body stagnated, and when he was about to fly away, he suddenly felt something behind him. He turned around and saw a black lightning coming through the air. He brushed against him and said "Hey", and followed him like a cannonball. It fell straight into a valley below.
The next moment, several light blue rainbows were seen flying through the air and chasing after them. They collided with the silhouettes intercepted in front, and all rushed into the valley where the previous black rainbow had fallen.
Liu Qingyi was left hanging in the air, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, "Could it be her?" Suddenly, there was a rumble in the mountains below, and the trees in the forest were flying around, and the air coming from the valley was There was chaos and chaos.
"Huh? A fight started!?" He secretly guessed in his mind that the person pursuing him was wearing blue Taoist robes and must be a monk from Shangyuan Palace. The identity of the person in front was already obvious.
"This little girl is so brave!" Liu Qingyi muttered in the air, but she didn't dare to stop at her feet. She raised the wind talisman and flew upwards into the layers of clouds, gradually disappearing.
After these actions, he felt a little reassured. Thinking of the wind talisman in his body, he released the green flying sword, and holding a green talisman seal in his hand, he patted the spirit ring and released the little civet cat. The soul chain channeled for a moment. , hurriedly flew towards the clouds below.
At this moment, the valley below was filled with corpses everywhere. The monks from Shangyuan Palace who came after them were almost killed, and their bodies were cut into several pieces by inexplicable sharp weapons. The whole valley was covered with broken meat and rotten viscera.
When the little civet fled down the mountain, she felt a strong and extremely strong smell of blood coming towards her face. Liu Qingyi was high in the sky and secretly nauseated when she heard it, "This little girl's tricks are really ruthless!"
In the mid-air not far above the mountain recess, two figures, one blue and one black, stood floating in the air.
The blue figure was an old man with an immortal spirit, and the blue Taoist clothes on his body had blood stains in several places.
The other figure is the ghost-faced woman. Her aura seems to be a little sluggish. The black dress on her body has been torn in many places, and the exposed skin is even more scarred.
Although this woman was not in a good condition, her aura was even more fierce. A dark purple scimitar kept spinning in front of her, her long purple hair fluttered in the wind, green light shone around her body, and she made strange whining sounds.
The old man in blue spoke out at this moment: "You witch, how dare you sneak into the peak to kill people and seize the treasure while the master of Shangyuan Palace is recovering from confinement! You are so brave, even if everyone in my Shangyuan Palace is chasing I will not spare you even to the end of the world!"
The ghost-faced woman said coldly: "Seize the treasure? I'm just getting back my own things! The master of Shangyuan Palace is not strong enough, so he deserves to be killed by me. Since you are chasing after me so relentlessly, then... I can chop down a few wooden stakes from the Three Yang Realm, and I can also chop your iron stakes from the second level of the Condensing Core Realm into sticks."
"Ha, you give it a try." The old man pointed forward angrily, and a black long sword came out of the air and shot straight towards the ghost-faced woman.
"The wind is blowing!" The ghost-faced woman raised her hand and pointed forward, and saw green lights surging up, like a hurricane.
There was a hissing sound, followed by a clanging clang, which directly lifted the ink-colored flying sword struck by the old man several feet away.
"Chaohui Pan!" The old man pointed at the ink-colored flying sword again, and it turned into a red and orange strange mist that covered the ghost-faced woman's head.
"Feng Luo!" The ghost-faced woman shouted softly, and pressed down with her slender fingers. She saw green lights in the air, and the whining sound was heard again. The green light swirled around for a moment, turned into a huge whirlpool, and shot towards the strange two-color mist, and another jingling sound passed directly to the eardrums.
The little civet cat was already running around in the valley, grabbing several storage bags and several spirit treasures of different shapes. When he looked up again, he saw two figures flying up and down in mid-air, flying up and down from time to time. There was the hissing sound of green light and the clanging sound of ink sword.
Time flew by, and the ghost-faced woman had already released the dark purple scimitar that was guarding her body, pointed at the old man in blue, and said coldly: "Thunder!"
The dark purple scimitar was transformed into a huge purple lightning by the wind, causing bursts of muffled thunder and roaring, and struck down on the old man's head.
The blue old man's eyes narrowed, a stern look appeared on his face, he pointed his ink-colored flying sword and shouted: "Twist Yuan into a golden jackal!"
The moment the technique was activated, the ink-colored flying sword disappeared for a few inches. When it reached the front of the purple lightning, it suddenly turned into a giant cymbal with brilliant golden light. The golden light touched the purple lightning, and bursts of explosions shook the space and time. A burst of spiritual energy surged across the sky like a tidal wave.
In mid-air, thunder and lightning flickered.
The golden light flew around, like golden snakes with teeth and claws, covering the sky and the earth, wildly plowing the fields.
When the purple lightning collided with the giant golden cymbal, it caused a shock, and even Liu Qingyi, who was behind the high-altitude clouds, could feel the aftermath.
The next moment, a golden snake shot out and pierced the ghost-faced woman's chest. Another bolt of purple lightning struck the old man in blue on the neck like a ghost.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
As the blood mist filled the sky, two figures, one blue and one black, fell into the forest at the same time.
Some people died, but not completely...
