Wanhua Immortal Road

Chapter 93
Li Xiuxian glanced at the black-robed monk who was killed by Shura. At this time, only a small golden clock and a storage bag were left.

Concerned about chaos, Li Xiuxian even forgot to collect the loot.

Holding the small golden clock and the storage bag in his hand, Li Xiuxian's face flashed with surprise. There were a few tiny cracks on the small golden clock. Although they were inconspicuous, they did exist.

Once there are cracks on a magic weapon, its power will be greatly reduced, and I'm afraid it won't even be able to exert half of its original power. Simply put, this little golden clock is useless!Unless Li Xiuxian can find a skilled craftsman to repair this magic weapon.

Thinking of Shura's violent bombardment, Li Xiuxian couldn't help shivering. Under Shura's fierce attack, even the Diamond Bone Spirit Shield would not be able to survive, but the little golden clock only showed a few tiny lines. Cracks, this alone is enough to make Li Xiuxian look at him with admiration.

Coupled with the weird spirit attack, this little golden clock is still of some use value, Li Xiuxian put the little golden clock into the storage bag without any hesitation.

As for the storage bag, there is nothing particularly outstanding. There are not a few Moyunmen monks killed by Li Xiuxian. The items in the storage bags of these monks are all similar, but the only difference is the amount of property. Li Xiuxian just glanced at a blood-colored jade slip, which contained the contents of the "Blood Demon Sutra".However, compared with the piece in my own hand, it is quite different, and there are many things that have not been recorded.

"It would be great if the Thousand Illusions Golden Lightsaber Formation wasn't destroyed, otherwise why would I be so passive?" Li Xiuxian couldn't help thinking of the benefits of the Thousand Illusions Golden Lightsabers Formation.

The flag of the Thousand Illusion Golden Light Saber Formation was affected by the thunder when Shura crossed the catastrophe, and most of it was damaged. Li Xiuxian didn't have time to find someone to repair it, and this matter has been dragging on.It was only now that Li Xiuxian felt that without the Thousand Illusionary Golden Lightsword Array, he was really restricted everywhere. Although he could set up some simple traps, these traps were almost useless for monks who were above the tenth level of Qi training.

"Hey!" After going out this time, let's repair the Qianhuan golden lightsaber formation.

"Cough, cough, cough!" A cold, coughing sound suddenly came from inside the cave!
Li Xiuxian was overjoyed and rushed into the cave: "Wake up!"

Leng Ruling nodded: "You saved me again!"

Li Xiuxian smiled embarrassedly, seeing Leng Ruling's rosy lips, Li Xiuxian's lips turned red instantly!
"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Your injury hasn't healed yet. I have a Blood Sudan here. Take it quickly!" Li Xiuxian hurriedly took out the Blood Sudan from the storage bag.

Leng Ruling shook her head, she was very aware of the preciousness of the Blood Sultan, how could the third-grade elixir be so good, she had already received too many favors, and she was really embarrassed to accept it.

"Hurry up and accept it. I don't know what danger is there. If you take care of your wounds, we will be much stronger!" Li Xiuxian directly stuffed the Blood Sultan into Leng Ruling's hands, and inevitably met Leng Ruling. The hand of the spirit.

The hands were cold, delicate and smooth, and Li Xiuxian was stunned for a moment.

Leng Ruling didn't expect this uncle to be so bold, grabbing his hand and not letting go!

Leng Ruling frowned: "Uncle Li!"

Li Xiuxian woke up instantly, and smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I was distracted!"

Leng Ruling frowned: "This uncle is really rude, so frivolous!"

I don't know if Leng Ruling knows that this uncle is not just frivolous, will she use her Shuihan sword to freeze this uncle into ice.

Looking at the blood sultan in his hand, Leng Ruling swallowed the blood sultan without too much hesitation, and then sat cross-legged on the ground to slowly refine the blood sultan.

And Li Xiuxian sat on the side and stared blankly at Leng Ruling.

Inside the cave was peaceful, but outside the cave was a bloody storm!
The hunting feast of Moyunmen has reached its climax, and the remaining monks in Xiaoqian World are only talking about dozens of people, and this number is still decreasing. The major sects suffered heavy losses, and Cihang Jingzhai and Jiandingmen were the worst. There were only three people left in the sect, Su Qingbi, Yan Xuehua, and Qiu Yu, and all three of them were injured. Lingfeng on Su Qingbi's head There was even an obvious crack in the hairpin, and the Lingfeng hairpin was almost destroyed!

"Senior Sister Su, we..." Yan Xuehua had already begun to cry.

Seeing his fellow apprentices die one after another before his eyes, Yan Xuehua almost collapsed.The female cultivator who followed Su Qingbi and Yan Xuehua was called Qiu Yu, who had cultivated the eleventh level of Qi training and was also ranked in the top ten in Cihang Jingzhai, but there was a deep scar on her back that was very visible. It's hard to imagine being able to move after being seriously injured!
"Don't cry, the dead are gone, the living must live!" Su Qingbi gritted her teeth.

The blood at the corner of her mouth also let people know that this seemingly strong woman was seriously injured, and even a single word may worsen it!

"Pfft!" Qiu Yu, who was walking at the end, finally couldn't hold on, and fell limply.

Without the support of the senior sister, without the greetings from the same door, what was waiting for him was the cold ground, her consciousness became more and more blurred, but Su Qingbi and Yan Xuehua didn't even turn their heads, they just walked forward step by step!

Su Qingbi and Yan Xuehua didn't look back, they knew that once they stopped their footsteps, they might stop here forever, the cruel reality didn't even have time to mourn their classmates, the only thing they could do was keep moving forward, keep moving forward, Only in this way can we survive!

No matter how strong they were, there was still a line of tears in the corner of their eyes!
"Jie Jie Jie! As expected of the chief of Cihang Jingzhai, he is really capable of killing so many of our brothers!"

Su Qingbi closed her eyes helplessly. Since the other party appeared here, it meant that all the junior sisters after the end had been murdered. What else could she do when she was seriously injured?

"Sister!"

Faced with death, Su Qingbi smiled, death may not be a relief, the experience of the past half a month was simply a nightmare for her, death may be the best destination!

"The third form of the Great Sun Golden Sun Sword!" A golden flash instantly illuminated the entire sky!
"Pfft!" The golden sword light was indestructible, the moment the black-robed cultivator's magic weapon was about to hit Su Qingbi, it was split in half by the golden sword light!

"Hunyuan Qizong Liu Qingtian!" The monk in the dark exclaimed!
"Evil way!" Liu Qingtian snorted coldly, and the black golden sword in his hand actually emitted countless sword lights, covering the entire area!
Facing the Moyunmen monks hiding in the dark, Liu Qingtian had no way to find them out, so he chose this move, but these sword glows cleverly avoided Su Qingbi under Liu Qingtian's control. Three people!

"Boom boom boom!" The golden sword light fell to the ground and splashed countless dust!

"Hmph!" A black figure quickly retreated!

"Escape? Did you escape?" Liu Qingtian snorted coldly.

"The Fifth Form of the Great Sun Golden Sun Sword - Qi Penetrating the Changhong!" A golden ray of light connecting the sky and the earth instantly drowned the running black-robed monk!

The black-robed monk didn't even have time to let out a pitiful scream before he was beaten to death by Liu Qingtian!

The five elite disciples of Hunyuan Qizong each have their own strengths. Liu Qingtian's big sun Jinyang swordsmanship is extremely sharp. , made it so embarrassing, naturally Liu Qingtian, who was full of anger, would not be soft-hearted!
Afterwards, the monks of Hunyuanyi Qizong gave Su Qingbi three people a simple treatment, and then included these three people in the team. In this case, any combat power cannot be discarded at will.

Two days later, Leng Ruling's injury was almost healed, and during this period, the monks from Moyunmen didn't show up even once!

Everything abnormal must be a demon, Li Xiuxian does not believe that the monks of Moyunmen will stop, the current calm is just the prelude to the storm!

"How is your recovery?" Li Xiuxian asked.

"Ninety percent!" Leng Ruling said coldly.

Li Xiuxian nodded slightly: "Then it's time for us to start, this place is no longer safe!"

Leng Ruling nodded. Although the entire Xiaoqian world is not very safe, this cave has already been discovered once by the monks of the Moyunmen, so the chance of being discovered again is very high. Instead of waiting here obediently for the monks of the Moyunmen Come on, it's better to take the initiative to transfer.

Leng Ruling held the Shuihan sword and took the lead. The cold air on the Shuihan sword was constantly churning and might erupt at any time.

Li Xiuxian's spiritual consciousness is also released, for fear of being attacked by the monks of Moyunmen.

In fact, Li Xiuxian has always had a question in his mind. Outside Xiaoqian World, he saw no more than 20 Moyunmen monks, but in Xiaoqian World, he saw no less than ten Moyunmen monks. And listening to the tone of these people, there are not a few Moyunmen monks who have entered the Xiaoqian world this time, otherwise they would not dare to attack the major sects.

Then the question arises, how did these Moyunmen monks get into Xiaoqian world?

There are more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators guarding the outside of Xiaoqian World, and the Moyun Sect can't get in even if they have great abilities. Could it be that these cultivators appeared out of thin air?

"Crack!" A cloud-winged bird was instantly frozen into an ice cube by the cold air of Shuihanjian!

Li Xiuxian looked at this cloud-winged bird that had suffered an indiscriminate disaster and could only shake his head helplessly. Although the cloud-winged bird is a first-level low-grade monster, it has no attack power, but someone raises this kind of monster to observe the whereabouts of the enemy. This poor little bird was instantly killed by the nervous Leng Ruling.

"Leng Ruling, you don't have to be so savage. The monks of Moyunmen are not as powerful as imagined. It is impossible to know our whereabouts anytime and anywhere!" Li Xiuxian persuaded.

"I know!" Leng Ruling said lightly.

But seeing her frowning, she obviously didn't listen.

Li Xiuxian shrugged his shoulders. He has also been studying the "Blood Demon Sutra" for the past few days. The so-called knowing yourself, knowing the enemy, and winning every battle, most of the Moyunmen's skills come from this "Blood Demon Sutra", although most of the secret techniques in it cannot Practice, but understand that you will not suffer in battle.

Moreover, Li Xiuxian wanted to find a way to eliminate the aura in his body. With this aura on his body, he was like a tiger who could swallow you up anytime, anywhere. This feeling made Li Xiuxian feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Unfortunately, although the "Blood Demon Sutra" is extensive and profound, with endless mysteries, it doesn't have any explanation for the mysterious aura.

"Be careful!" Li Xiuxian suddenly stopped Leng Ruling!

"There are a large group of monsters in front, there are a lot of them, around fifty!" Li Xiuxian said.

Leng Ruling was taken aback for a moment, but she tried hard to release her spiritual sense but she didn't notice it at all. She is a monk at the eleventh level of qi training, and her spiritual sense is so powerful that even she can't detect something that is only at the eighth level of qi training How could Master Uncle notice it?
"It's the three-eyed fire wolf!" Li Xiuxian's face showed a solemn look!
(End of this chapter)