The giant heron lost control of Huan Tong and was frightened by the white tiger in front of him. He fainted and fell down from the sky again.
"The Lord Shen can put away the sword array."
Wang Li said something, raised his hand to grab the giant heron, and he caught the giant heron in mid-air. At the same time, a brilliant wave of smoke appeared under his feet, and the light bloomed, lifting him up like an auspicious cloud.
This splendid smoke wave is a magical power included in the Nine Revolutions of Returning Pills. It is called the Glazed Cloud Light Seat. It is one of the spells he cultivated while in retreat at Yuandu Palace. Controlling this cloud to fly and escape is completely comparable to the Jugang monk's soaring clouds and fog.
, when he has perfected his cultivation, he can turn the smoke wave into a glass chariot, but with his current cultivation level, he can only condense a smoke wave, which is still not as good as Li Huo Changhong, and this magical power is too eye-catching.
Below, the fire crow surprisingly did not fly back to Wang Lizi's Mansion immediately. Instead, the moment Huantong got into the female cultivator's body, it turned into a big red bird and picked her up on her back, cooing softly.
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Bai Hu dispersed the sword array, shrank his figure and stood next to Wang Li, saying, "I didn't expect to meet a demonic monk."
"Um."
Wang Li nodded in response.
"You...sigh."
Bai Hu looked like he was hesitating to speak, and finally fell silent.
Wang Li smiled and said, "What does the Lord God want to say?"
"nothing."
Bai Hu looked at Wang Li and shook his head gently, "I just feel that you are a little different from other monks I have met."
Wang Li was startled when he heard this, and suddenly said: "I do have more magic weapons than ordinary monks."
"Haha, that's not what it wants to say."
The roe deer owl flag flew out from Wang Li's body, and the boy appeared. He grinned at the white tiger and said, "Do you think this kid will just use magic weapons to kill his opponent when he sees him? He doesn't even use a spell. It makes you feel very uncomfortable."
Not adaptable, yes or no?"
When Bai Hu heard the boy's words, he snorted heavily, and then said: "Yes, I am a little strange. I have seen many people fighting in Lingbao Sect before, and I also experienced something similar when I was traveling with Zuo Yue.
I rarely fight, and most of the time my fighting skills are back and forth. I have never seen him like this.
When he was invaded by the demonic sound just now, I thought he was going to take action personally and wanted to see it, but I didn't know that he just sacrificed me. Later, when I heard him order me to save one person's life, I thought he was going to do it.
When asked, who would have thought that he asked the devil to swallow other people's souls, and he killed all of them before the enemy's origins were clear."
Wang Li smiled casually and said: "Then according to the wishes of the Lord God, should I fight with the opponent for a few rounds first, both sides say a few harsh words, and finally fall into a situation where there is a near-death situation, and I have no choice but to reveal the magic weapon?
Frighten the enemy into fleeing, and then turn the situation around and deliver a fatal blow to the opponent?"
Bai Hu pondered: "That's not to say, if you only rely on magic weapons to fight, then what's the use of the spells you practice? Or maybe the spells you practice are not good, but haven't you also practiced sword skills? Even if the spells are not good, why don't you use them?
fencing?"
"I have practiced many spells and mastered many powerful magical powers."
Wang Li looked down at the female cultivator standing up from the back of the fire crow, and said with a smile: "But the law of survival in the world is that the weak eat the strong, so I prefer to use force to bully the weak. As for magic powers, I will still use them when needed.
Those who know how to use it, such as being rude to the strong ones, or letting the weak ones use magic weapons when they are lazy."
"well said!"
Roe Owl Banner laughed and said, "What about fighting for hundreds of rounds? It's just a story. If you can kill someone with one palm, why bother chatting with her."
Bai Hu was stunned and wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
The female cultivator stood up and flew into the air, and the fire crow turned into a golden flame and returned to Wang Li's eyebrows.
"Master, these three witches are disciples of the Hidden God Sect a hundred miles away. The villain can see from her soul that there are about sixty Qi-inducing disciples in this Hidden God Sect, more than twenty Gu Yuan period
Monks, fifteen Ju Gang monks, ten Dan Ning monks, three adult monks, and a Heshen Realm leader who is in retreat.
In addition, although the witch possessed by the villain is the concubine of one of the adult monks, the adult monk she relies on also opened a market outside the Hidden God Sect. "
The female cultivator knelt down in front of Wang Li, holding a black flag and a jade bracelet in both hands and said.
"This Hidden God Sect actually has such strength?"
Wang Li was a little surprised. He took the black flag and the jade bracelet and said, "Do you know the names of these people?"
The female cultivator bowed her head and replied: "Replying to the master, because this woman is the concubine of the adult cultivator, many people in the Hidden God Religion often fawn over her. Except for some low-level disciples who cannot give gifts, the names of the rest of them are
She kept them all in her heart, and there was a list in the jade bracelet that she used to record who gave what gifts, and it was written in great detail."
Wang Li chuckled and said: "This Hidden God Sect can cultivate so many disciples, so I guess it must have a lot of evil energy."
"Yes."
The body of the female cultivator gradually shriveled up, and she was soon reduced to skin and bones. "The Hidden God Sect has occupied several areas, and every fifty years a large amount of Yin evil will be spewed out from it. Although this woman does not know how many treasures there are in the sect,
Yin evil spirit, but she only consolidated it last year. At that time, the adult monk passed on a word, and she immediately obtained two middle-level Yin evil breakthrough skills."
After saying this, the female cultivator completely turned into a clothed skeleton. The phantom boy showed his body, kowtowed and then disappeared. The skeleton immediately scattered and fell. At the same time, the unconscious giant in the air
The heron spread its wings.
Wang Li put away the cloud light, stepped on the back of the giant heron, and said with a smile: "Find a quiet place to stay, I want to demonstrate the magic to the Lord God."
"yes."
The giant heron's mouth came out with the voice of a fairy child, and then it flapped its wings and flew towards a certain mountain.
The white tiger and the roe deer owl followed immediately.
On the way, the boy secretly sent a message to the white tiger: "What do you think he wants to show you?"
Bai Hu was silent for a moment, then replied with a somewhat uncertain tone: "He wants to curse and kill those people from the Hidden God Sect?"
The boy was stunned for a moment and replied: "Well, you think the same as me!"
"Then you still come to ask me?"
Bai Hu saw that the boy had a strange expression and looked at him suspiciously, "You didn't expect that, did you?"
The boy's eyes widened instantly, and he sent a message back: "How is that possible! Wang Li is a new generation of disciples that I watched grow up in Yuandu Palace, and I took the initiative to help him find evil spirits when he came out. I know best what he is thinking!"
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"Really? What you said is different from what the earth spirit told me."
Bai Hu immediately sent a message and asked.
"It has only been around for a long time, but I am the magic weapon refined by Uncle Wang Li myself!"
When the boy heard Bai Hu's words, he secretly felt something bad in his heart, but his face remained extremely calm.
"Haha~"
The white tiger glanced at the boy with a half-smiling look and stopped paying attention to it, because the giant heron in front had already carried Wang Li and landed in a canyon.
After a while, the giant heron stopped by a pool. Wang Li turned over and landed. A green light flew out from the center of his eyebrows. He landed in the wind and turned into a green-faced and fanged Xiaoyang. He held a volume in his hands and knelt on the ground respectfully.
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Baihu and the boy stood aside and looked at each other, each showing the expression I expected.
Wang Li took the Nightmare Evil Treasure Record, opened it and asked, "What is the name of the leader of the Hidden God Sect?"
The giant heron jumped forward and shouted: "Master, his name is Song Dian."
Wang Li nodded and unfolded the treasure record. Baihu and the boy immediately shrank and flew to his shoulders.
They saw Wang Li pointing his finger at Baolu's music painting in the air a few times, and the word "Song Dian" appeared on the altar in Baolu. Then the two lamps kneeling on the altar in Baolu shone brightly.
Then the man kneeling under the altar suddenly stood up and inserted the incense in his hand into the altar.
Wang Li smiled and pointed, and a ray of light flew out of the treasure record. When it landed on the ground, it solidified into an altar, which was exactly the same as the altar in the treasure record.
"let's start."
Wang Li rolled up the Baolu and handed it to Xiao Yang, who looked bitter, opened his mouth and swallowed the Baolu, then jumped to the altar and stood still in the middle.
Bang bang bang!
As soon as Xiao Yang stood firm, several black chains were drilled out of the altar and pierced his body, locking him firmly in place. Xiao Yang's face turned bitter and he began to chant strange and inexplicable spells.
Wang Li made a magic spell and said: "God Lord, please wait for a moment. The higher the cultivation level of the opponent to be cursed, the longer it will take."
Bai Hu didn't make a sound, but his eyes flickered as he looked at the altar. The boy on the other side had a look of excitement on his face.
After a cup of tea, a black energy suddenly surged out of Xiao Yang who was kneeling on the altar, spread out and enveloped Xiao Yang, and quickly transformed and condensed into the appearance of a middle-aged monk.
The monk's face was full of shock and anger, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Who are you!"
No one answered him, but a three-foot-long wind blade flashed across the altar, and the monk was immediately cut into two pieces.