Thinking of this, the evil and charming woman shouted coldly: "Hmph, you are one of those who can stand a few moves in my hands, Li Meng, but today, go to hell!"
As soon as Li Meng finished speaking, the drumbeats became more and more intensive. As soon as the intensive drumbeats sounded, the nine skeletons instantly transformed into thousands, surrounding Li Qingxiao.
"Nine-nine returns to one!"
Li Meng shouted again, and thousands of skeletons changed instantly, gradually condensing into a huge skeleton, glowing with golden light, and killing Li Qingxiao.
He felt a huge skeleton attacking him, and the killing intent almost made him suffocate.
What a powerful Yin Qi!
Li Qingxiao was shocked. No matter what, he could not imagine how Li Meng could gather such violent Yin Qi, especially in this low-level interface.
However, he did not hesitate at all, and the soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth.
"Tai Chi gives birth to two instruments, two instruments give birth to four images, four images give birth to Bagua, and Bagua gives birth to all things ---"
Almost in the blink of an eye, the shadows of fists were overwhelming, filling the entire space, like thousands of hammers falling from the sky, seeming to smash the skeleton into pieces.
When thousands of hammer-like fists approached the huge skeleton, Li Qingxiao shouted loudly: "Wuji!"
As Tai Chi shadowless fist techniques were fired one after another, thousands of fist shadows that filled the air disappeared in an instant.
Seeing Li Qingxiao's Tai Chi Shadowless Fist, Li Meng was shocked. She didn't expect that Li Qingxiao could understand the level of Wuji at such a young age.
The disappearing fist shadow was obviously inspired by the Wuji state.
She is not afraid of open guns, but she is afraid of hidden arrows!
Li Meng frantically beat the nine small drums around his waist. The drumbeats became more and more intensive. His long hair was flying freely, and even the two mountain peaks on his chest were trembling.
She planned to kill Li Qingxiao completely before the thousands of fist shadows were completely transformed into Wuji. As for Su Qingruo, she was not able to catch him yet.
When the huge skeleton was just a hair's breadth away from Li Qingxiao, a smile appeared on Li Meng's lips. She was only a few steps away from success.
"boom!"
A huge fist shadow fell from the sky, rolling up a whirlpool of killing power all over the sky, and hit the skeleton. Suddenly, the skeleton was shaking.
"No---impossible!"
Li Meng was shocked. She thought she was going to succeed, but Li Qingxiao's Wuji shattered her dream.
"Die!"
Li Meng beat the nine small drums crazily again, and the drum beats were intensive. The skeleton instantly rose into the sky again and hit Li Qingxiao.
It seemed that Li Qingxiao had predicted Li Meng's movements. He did not dodge at all, but jumped up and shot towards Li Meng with three solid attacks.
"If you want to die, let's all die together!"
Li Qingxiao shouted loudly.
"puff!"
"puff!"
At the same time that Li Qingxiao was hit by the skeleton, Li Meng was hit in the chest by three wind blades. The two of them retreated almost at the same time, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
At this time, Su Qingruo had almost recovered. Seeing that Li Meng was seriously injured, he moved forward with a horizontal sword.
"Don't go, help me go."
Li Qingxiao stopped Su Qingruo in time. Li Meng's cultivation level is unfathomable, especially his unique skills. If he thinks that he can kill Li Meng, then he is too underestimated.
Based on Li Qingxiao's spiritual sense, even a warrior in the late heaven level could not escape the dream at this time.
However, in order to prevent him from escaping, Li Meng, who was injured, could not keep him alive.
"good."
Su Qingruo completely focused on Li Qingxiao, helped Li Qingxiao up, turned around and ran towards the main hall.
"It's not that easy to leave, ahem--"
After saying that, nine black threads struck at Su Qingruo's back.
"Trapped Killing Formation, sleep it for me."
Su Qingruo activated the trapping formation that had been arranged in time, and the sword light filled the air instantly, and the gurgling true Yang energy completely strangled the nine black threads.
"So treacherous!"
"puff!"
Not sure whether he was angry or was seriously injured by Li Qingxiao's wind blade, Li Meng saw the killing sword light in front of him and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"
"Transformation!"
The moment Su Qingruo activated the trapping formation, she heard Li Meng shout loudly again, and couldn't help but speed up her pace. However, what frightened her was that no matter how she activated her inner energy, her pace not only did not speed up, but instead slowed down.
Li Qingxiao's consciousness had already scanned nine sharp white illusory claws, glowing with white light, and clawing at Su Qingruo.
What shocked Li Qingxiao was that the nine illusory white claws actually carried an invisible domain. It seemed that he could completely control Su Qingruo in just one breath.
"Shadow!"
Li Qingxiao took his last breath, reversed in the air, and punched out. The shadows of the fists were mixed with wind blades, and they hit the nine white sharp claws.
"boom!"
The roar was completely aroused, and the hall was shaking up and down in the impact, as if it would completely collapse in the next moment.
The dust and smoke dispersed.
Although Li Qingxiao tried his best, he still couldn't protect Su Qingruo, and his fist was bleeding.
He knew he had underestimated Li Meng's strength. This woman was the most powerful opponent he had ever seen. Her moves were weird, her inner energy was unique, and she seemed to have endless power.
"Ahem - didn't you want to kill me with your sword just now? What? Why don't you say anything now? Su Qingruo, do you think Ouyang Qianxue can really lift the restriction on you? Wrong, the restriction made by Jiu Jue Kung Fu , no one can lift it.”
Looking at Su Qingruo falling into his hands, Li Meng mocked with contempt.
"If you want to kill, just kill, don't be verbose."
Su Qingruo couldn't bear to see anyone say something bad about her master. Although she had not been with her master for a long time, she was a master for a day and a father for a lifetime. The master taught him almost everything, how could she not be grateful.
"Killing you is like killing a chicken or a dog. Your value does not lie in death, but in life. Why is this hall called the Hall of Life and Death? This is exactly what it means. Ahem---"
"snort!"
Su Qingruo turned her head away and closed her eyes.
Now, she understood why Li Qingxiao stopped her from going to kill Li Meng. Sure enough, the Li Meng in front of her was too powerful.
Even though Li Qingxiao was struck by his fist, he was still able to capture her. Could it be that her cultivation was too poor?
Looking at Su Qingruo being captured by Li Meng, Li Qingxiao secretly felt lucky that he had saved a hand and put away the real jade box early.
Even a fool knows that Li Meng's meaning is to exchange Su Qingruo's life for the jade box.
"Li Meng, stop talking nonsense. The jade box is in my hand. If you want it, let's exchange it."
Li Qingxiao took out the jade box in his hand and said slowly that the injury he suffered was not light, even much more serious than Li Meng. He did not want to delay the time. Once delayed, countless variables would increase.
"Refreshing, I like to deal with smart people the most, handing them over with one hand and a jade box with the other."
After Li Meng finished speaking, he took advantage of the situation and placed Su Qingruo in front of him.
"Whoosh!"
The jade box was thrown several feet away from Li Qingxiao's hand.
"Li Meng, this is the jade box you want."
When Li Qingxiao threw the jade box, he took advantage of Li Meng to grab the jade box. He burned his true energy crazily, dodged, picked up Su Qingruo by the waist, and quickly deployed Yun Yingbu. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared. not see.
Picking up the jade box on the ground, Li Meng's eyes were filled with greed. The Witch God Technique was a technique that many wizards wanted to obtain. Today, she, Li Meng, finally got her wish.
Looking at the leaving figures of Su Qingruo and Li Qingxiao, Li Meng fell into a kind of memory:
Once upon a time, Li Meng was a simple girl with a flowery face and a handsome lover.
However, her identity is a princess, the seventh princess of the Wenqiu tribe. The Wenqiu tribe is weak, and all tribes in the tribe depend on the sky for their livelihood.
So, one year, there was a severe drought in Wenqiu Kingdom, and the tribal leaders were helpless. At this time, the national master asked Zilan to offer advice, select one of the princesses to become a witch, and ask the gods to send rain.
With the response of everyone in the tribe, the leader did not dare to go against everyone's wishes no matter how unwilling he was, so he chose her, Li Meng.
A few years later, on a large altar, a witch named Li Meng had a green luan feather in her head, a rattle in her hand, and nine rattles around her waist.
Later, once in a dream, the god in the sky told her that these nine small drums are called the Wuzu Nine Drums. Their exercises are unique, and one must have a pure yin body to maximize the Nine Jue skills.
She is talented and has outstanding appearance. She is good at praying for rain. She is dressed in red and steps like Yu. She has solved droughts in the tribe again and again without missing a beat. She has made great contributions to the Wenqiu tribe and has even become an invitation from various tribes. distinguished guest.
Li Meng felt an unprecedented level of respect. From the initial reluctance, to the gradual acceptance, to the current glory, she felt infinite emotions in her heart.
At this time, even the tribal leaders were very courteous to her, and some princes even obeyed her words.
Her life has gone on to glory and reached its peak!
Hundreds of years have passed by in a hurry, and the youth has gone.
Limeng suddenly felt that it was difficult to pray for rain. At that time, there had been years of drought, and the people were eager for rain. The leader of the tribe even issued an edict, stipulating a time limit for praying for rain, otherwise he would be killed and sacrificed to the sky at three quarters of noon.
Under heavy pressure, Zhuiyue danced on the altar every day, especially at three o'clock in the afternoon, the drumbeats became more intense, the dance became more enchanting, and the face became more expectant, more panicked, and more fearful.
After more than ten days, the sky was still clear without a single cloud. She recalled all the previous scenes of praying for rain, the thunder and lightning, the violent wind and dark clouds, but now she was powerless.
Falling from the pinnacle of life to the quagmire, Li Meng deeply felt what it means to be cold and cold in the world, and what it means to be warm and cold in human relationships.
At this time, she is no longer a star that everyone is chasing, but has become a street rat that everyone is shouting to beat.
At three quarters of noon, when it was time to behead his head in public, Li Meng chose to escape instead of going.
In a dark cave deep in the mountains and forests, she took out the technique taught by the god in her dream: Jiu Jue.
Hundreds of years ago, she stopped practicing because she knew that once she practiced the Nine Arts, she would die alone, cruel and ruthless, and would not recognize her relatives.
However, now that her relatives have passed away, she no longer has care or bondage, but only hatred.
She wanted to take revenge and let everyone in the tribe know the consequences of offending a wizard!
After countless days and nights of hard study and practice, she finally reached the first level of Jiujue with her extraordinary talent.
I don't know how long it took, but when she hit the third realm of Jiu Jue, her inner energy was exhausted and her meridians were reversed.
She immediately realized something was wrong and stopped decisively.
At this time, his cultivation level was unparalleled in the entire Wenqiu tribe and unrivaled.
She, Li Meng, walked out of the deep cave. As soon as she came out, she came to the Wenqiu tribe's main hall and killed all the leaders and princes who were holding a grand bonfire party in the main hall.
Blood mist filled the air, and screams continued.
That night, she felt the pleasure of killing and the conquest of the weak by the powerful!
That night, she was no longer the princess she was before, but truly became a witch, a ruthless witch!
She walked out of the hall with tears on her face and a smile on her face.
Under the blood, her cultivation level improved again, breaking through the third level of Jiujue in one fell swoop.
Suddenly, she realized that it turned out that blood could cultivate the Nine Arts, and it turned out that killing could improve one's cultivation level.
In the years that followed, she traveled among several tribes, killing tribal leaders and princes wherever she went.
A few years later.
Her cultivation level has once again broken through to the fourth level of Jiu Jue. She knows that if she wants to break through to the fifth level of Jiu Jue, no matter how much killing or blood there is, the rules of heaven and earth in this interface will not allow it.
At this time, she had once again returned to the peak of her life. However, when people saw her, they all ran away like the god of plague.
She understood it and didn't care. She killed all those who deserved to die, and she killed all those blood-sucking imps.
As a witch, she is no longer a newcomer to this profession. The so-called witch is just a woman who is only played by monks at a higher level.
Once your appearance grows old, those monks with a higher level of interface will abandon you and choose young girls to be witches again.
In the world of spiritual practice, the weak eat the strong.
No matter how high-sounding you say it, you can't tear off the cloak of hypocrisy. Once it is pulled off, it will be naked robbery and there is no civilization at all.
She sympathized with the farmers and hunters of those tribes, who had been struggling at the bottom but lived a life of hunger.
She hated the leaders of those tribes. She knew clearly that the higher-level people were plundering the tribes, but they worshiped those people and regarded them as gods. They only wanted to get an elixir or a skill. The life and death of the people at the bottom seemed to be different from theirs. No connection whatsoever.
The long years passed by in a blink of an eye. She tried countless methods and tried to break through the interface countless times, but to no avail.
Finally, in a deep mountain forest, she met an old Taoist who had a kind face but extremely cold eyes.
"Are you Li Meng?"
"yes!"
“We work together to get out of this interface.”
"good!"
Under the leadership of Lao Dao, Li Meng came to a deep cave entrance. The gurgling wind came out, and Li Meng suddenly felt a surprise.
The gloomy wind here was the resource she desperately needed for her cultivation. Faced with the gurgling gloomy wind, she finally understood why the old Taoist wanted to cooperate with her.
