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Dang Dang Dang...

On Luofu Mountain, the bells rang loudly, as heavy as the collision of gold and stone, with a hint of urgency.

Demons and ghosts broke into the mountain gate, killing a disciple, and even Shen Yimen was seriously injured.

This is a big event.

A master came out of the door to patrol the mountains and hunt for monsters. They were busy until late at night, but found nothing.

There is such a big commotion in Luofu Mountain. All the monsters with brains have already escaped far away. How can they still stay at the mountain gate, waiting for the masters to come and hunt them! ?

"What a pity, Junior Sister Lin, I can no longer enjoy the chrysanthemums with her."

"What a good girl. I dare say that Junior Sister Lin's flute technique is the best in Luofu Mountain...and she has become unrivaled since then."

"Senior Sister Lin is always so tolerant of my brother, but my brother always likes to talk back..."

Lin Xihua's death caused quite a stir.

…

The full moon sets in the west, the lonely and cold back mountain.

A few jackdaws flew up and landed on the branches with dead leaves, their bright eyes scanning the movements in the dark night.

Suddenly, there was a sound of slow footsteps, crushing the dry pine branches.

"Sit down, that earthy beast has run away a long time ago, what are you doing here?"

Shen Yimen's weak voice sounded in the dark night.

His face was pale and he was holding his lower abdomen. The wound had already been treated.

The powerful vitality of the fifth level of the inner breath realm, combined with the specially formulated myogenic pills from [Shanguiyuan], allowed him to regain his ability to move in the shortest time.

At this moment, he was following a middle-aged man with a respectful expression.

"Is this here?"

Under the moonlight, the middle-aged man shook the gourd in his hand, looked up drunk and took a sip.

Xun Xun's broad robe fluttered with the wind, revealing the [Four Stars] mark on the corner of his clothes.

As the deputy head of [Mountain Ghost Academy], Xiao Chaoyuan not only has the cultivation level of [Ninth Level of Inner Breath Realm], but also has the status of [Four-Star Demon Catcher].

According to the rules set by the Xuantian Pavilion, only by capturing three thousand demons can a four-star rank be awarded.

Looking at Luofu Mountain, there are only as many monster hunters of this level as there are hands.

"Sit down, right here."

The corners of Shen Yimen's eyes twitched, and his heart felt cramped.

On the empty ground, there were only scattered branches and leaves, and scattered gravel.

Nothing else.

"This is so interesting..."

Xiao Chaoyuan put down the wine gourd and narrowed his eyes slightly: "That earth brave didn't leave the mountain gate."

"What? What do you mean, the evildoer didn't run away?" Shen Yimen's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

After making such a big noise, this monster didn't run away. Is his brain broken?

"It should be dead."

Xiao Chaoyuan shook the wine gourd in his hand, and the sound seemed to have reached the bottom.

Shen Yimen was startled and his expression became strange.

He had personally experienced the methods of that earth-headed wild animal. They were so sharp and strange that they were at least in the realm of the Sixth Furnace.

How could a monster of this level die at will? ?

"Sir, are you kidding me?"

Rumble...

Xiao Chaoyuan didn't say much.

Suddenly, a terrifying breath spurted out of his body, like a thunderous roar that penetrated the sun and swept away things.

In an instant, the ground shook, all the sand and stones were gone, and an invisible force smashed a big hole into the ground like a heavy punch.

"Is this the power of cultivating the spiritual roots of Taoism?" Shen Yimen was in awe, with a look of envy in his eyes.

The spiritual root of Tao Meridian has the ninth level of inner breath, and with a single thought, it has the unparalleled power to subjugate demons.

In the pit, a stain of bright red blood emerged, exuding a strong demonic aura.

"This is……"

"The monster was seriously injured. With just one move, it was killed and it was in a dilemma of life and death. It was no longer able to fight back."

Xiao Chaoyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of light flashed through his eyes.

This kind of strength is enough to attract the attention of the deputy chief of [Shanguiyuan].

"Just one move!?" Shen Yimen's neck shrank subconsciously.

Tu Pixiu is already a demon from six furnaces, and he is in a dilemma of life and death with just one move?

This requires so much tyrannical cultivation! ?

"Sir, how did you see that?" Shen Yimen couldn't help but ask.

Buzz…

As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain wind stirred, and the river waves seemed to be in a frenzy. The big bluestone next to it suddenly cracked, and a neat crack cut it in half.

"This... this is..." Shen Yimen's eyes widened and he subconsciously took two steps back.

A burst of terrifying sword energy remained in the gap in the bluestone. It was so ferocious and frightening that there was a soft moan and trembling sound. It was so startling that jackdaws flew up in the distance.

"What a domineering sword intent!" Xiao Chaoyuan's eyes suddenly sank.

Half a day has passed, but the sword energy still remains and has not faded away.

"Sit down, that earth brave is really dead!" Shen Yimen swallowed.

After practicing swordsmanship to this level, killing a six-furnace demon is like picking something out of a bag.

The earthen beast looked fierce and domineering in front of him, but in front of that master, he was afraid that it was really just a mouse.

"This person's cultivation has reached at least the eighth level of the Inner Breath Realm." Xiao Chaoyuan's expression was solemn and he was uneasy.

After Shenzong destroyed the law, the world's martial arts withered away. It seems that there are not many people who can practice swordsmanship to this level in Luofu Mountain.

One after another figures flashed through Xiao Chaoyuan's mind, but they were quickly denied.

In the end, he couldn't find anyone who met the conditions.

"Take a seat..."

"Don't make any noise about this."

Xiao Chaoyuan looked solemn, looking at the cracked bluestone, a cloud of doubt arose in his heart.

"Who on earth is it?"

The mountain wind howled, Xiao Chaoyuan raised the gourd in his hand and sprinkled it lightly. The smell of alcohol was soaring into the sky, like the light of a sword, crushing the cracked bluestone into ashes.

Shen Yimen was dumbfounded by such methods.

When he came to his senses, Xiao Chaoyuan had already wandered away from the back mountain.

…

There is definitely no peace tonight.

When Lin Xihua died, she took away the thoughts of many senior brothers and sisters.

After hearing all the rumors about this senior sister, Li Mo felt regretful about meeting her at such a late age.

"Why didn't I know such a strange woman earlier?" Feng Wannian slapped his thigh directly, as if it was a huge regret in his life.

"Don't be sad." Li Mo comforted him.

"As long as a man has money, there will be Pan Jinlian everywhere."

"Huh!?" Feng Wannian asked in confusion: "Who is Pan Jinlian?"

"She is also a strange woman. Her husband sells cooking cakes."

When Feng Wannian heard this, he looked stunned, and his eyes when he looked at Li Mo were wrong. '

"I never thought you would like someone who has a master."

"Oh my god, what are you talking about? Sin, sin, sin." Li Mo was heartbroken after hearing this, and turned around.

We could talk about this topic all night, he had more important things to do.

Back at his residence, Li Mo closed the door tightly and took out the golden alchemy stone.

"Sister Lin, your death will not be in vain."

Li Mo swallowed the golden alchemy stone into his belly and used the [Zhoutian Mayfly Kung Fu] to refine it.

The overbearing kung fu instantly melted the alchemy stone away, and the majestic medicinal power surged into the eight extraordinary meridians like a river bursting its banks.

The ninety-four inner breaths are like entrenched dragons, boiling suddenly.

A golden elixir is swallowed into the belly, and the tortoise and snake form a circle to cultivate the ancestor of life.

In an instant, Li Mo's body shook. The strong medicinal properties caused his inner breath to fission, and terrifying power surged in his Dantian.

Ninety-six inner breaths.

The eight meridians are clear and the inner breath is sufficient!

At this moment, Li Mo finally entered the realm of the eighth level of inner breath perfection.