When Li Qingyun rushed to the top of the mountain, the scene he saw was like a broken battlefield after a small battle. Three great monks with strange faces were in ragged clothes. Although they were covered with injuries, one of them had his arm broken at shoulder level, and three of his arms were bent.
The knife actually shattered into pieces and fell at their feet. Even so, they still surrounded Li Chunqiu tightly with murderous intent...
Li Chunqiu was squatting in the middle. There were several red palm prints on his body, which were sunken, and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.
"If you want me to die, it's not enough for the three of you to be buried with me. Before you die, maybe you can kill all of your Landa Temple. Think about it clearly, do you really want to have a final battle to the death? Haha, I don't know if the White Bone Temple you practice can
You can't attack me spiritually. I have just entered the third realm and I really want to feel something from the legend." Li Chunqiu's voice was low and his murderous intent was overwhelming, like a wounded tiger that could bite people at any time.
At this critical moment, Li Qingyun's footsteps disrupted the murderous intentions of several people.
"Who?" Several people did not move, but at the same time glanced at Li Qingyun with the corner of their eyes.
Li Chunqiu recognized Li Qingyun for the first time, and immediately became anxious and shouted: "Fuwa, why are you here? Go back quickly! This is the world of Jianghu people, and it has nothing to do with you."
He wanted to use his reputation as a martial artist to trap the three monks and prevent them from harming his grandson.
"Humph, now that we're here, don't even think about leaving. Regardless of whether you're a gangster or not, we can't let anyone know about our affairs. Now that we bumped into him, it's only his fate that's to blame." The one with a broken arm
The monk sneered and took a step forward. The wound on his arm was not bleeding, but he was squatting half-crouching like a wolf when hunting, and he let out a strange roar.
Suddenly, there was a strange fluctuation in the air, as if something suddenly arrived in front of Li Qingyun, and a strange wind blew.
Li Qingyun only felt something drilling into his body, and the hairs on his skin suddenly stood up. He vaguely saw the shadow of a monk, like a ball of fire. In front of him, he enveloped himself, trying to escape from all directions.
The gap, drill into the body.
"Li Chunqiu, don't you want to experience the mysterious power of the soul? Then let your grandson learn it for you first. It's not too late for you to try again after he dies." Another monk said in a weird tone
As he spoke, he protected the monk with a broken arm and deliberately provoked Li Chunqiu.
"Go away! If you dare to touch my grandson, I will slaughter your Landuo Temple." Li Chunqiu suddenly jumped up. Like lightning, he appeared next to Li Qingyun and roared. The sound was like waves, hitting the illusory firelight.
The fire flickered and went out, weakening a hundred times in an instant, and finally disappeared from Li Qingyun's body with a "pop" sound.
The monk with the broken arm vomited blood, sat down on the ground, held his head, groaned and rolled in pain: "Use your voice to break the fire of Bodhi Karma, you are worthy of being a warrior in the third realm... But, I want to kill an ordinary person,
No one can stop it."
As he said that, he saw that the big-eared monk Mokochaga had blocked Li Chunqiu for him, and another senior brother was still protecting him. He immediately endured a headache, sat cross-legged, made seals with his hands, frowned, and forced to use mystical arts again.
, a ball of mysterious flames surged towards Li Qingyun.
This kind of flame cannot be seen by ordinary people, but it can be seen by people who have achieved success in cultivation. This level is far from the spirit body leaving the body. It is only the second level of the spiritual practice of the mysterious person, who can use magic to hurt people.
Human beings cannot let the entire spirit body leave the body. In other words, this monk's cultivation level is far from that of Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun was just stunned just now. He didn't expect so many things to happen. In order to help him, his grandfather was sneak attacked by the big-eared monk and added another wound to his body. Now that he saw this great monk using the same trick against him, he suddenly
I'm angry, since you deliberately drilled into me, I'll let you drill into me as much as you can.
As soon as the illusory ball of red flame light arrived in front of Li Qingyun, Li Qingyun snorted, stretched out his left hand, and opened the small space. At a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, he retracted the red flame into the small space.
Then, he closed the small space. Anyway, the small space was completely closed. He didn't care what would happen if the flame entered the small space. Then he stared at the spell-casting monk who suddenly stiffened and said, "Isn't it satisfying to kill? Is it easy to kill ordinary people?"
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The monk with the broken arm did not answer, as if he was asleep. His face remained painful and ferocious, but his chest was no longer breathing.
The face of the monk who was protecting the monk with the broken arm changed greatly. He immediately put his hand on the artery behind his ear. There was no pulse, which meant that there was no pulse. If there was no pulse, he became a dead person.
Li Qingyun pointed a finger casually, and the monk with the broken arm died.
This strange and incredible situation frightened the monk so much that he shouted: "Brother, this young man is weird. He just pointed his finger and Arza ascended to heaven."
Mokochaga was about to take action and kill the seriously injured Li Chunqiu when he suddenly heard his junior brother's exclamation and was filled with disbelief. He didn't dare to be distracted, but was slapped away by Li Chunqiu, and his entire shoulder blade was shattered.
, I can no longer lift my right arm.
"Impossible, it must be a coincidence. Maybe he was seriously injured by Li Chunqiu's roar and forced to cast a spell, and then passed away. Don't waste time, kill that kid quickly, and then deal with Li Chunqiu with all your strength." Mo Keqia.
Jia looked shocked and confused. He got up from the ground and did not take action immediately because Li Chunqiu was also staggering and was seriously injured.
The monk was not sure what was going on, but after hearing Mokochaga's explanation, he had no choice but to believe it, so he roared and threw his fist at Li Qingyun.
In fact, Li Qingyun was not idle. He didn't expect that he would die after using a small space to collect the soul flame of the amputated monk. And when the soul flame entered the small space, it was instantly dissolved and decomposed by the small space. The whole small space seemed to be rained down.
The spiritual rain brought blessings to all things, full of vitality, and endless benefits. The hill suddenly rose more than ten meters in the spiritual rain, and its range expanded a lot.
This effect was actually stronger than swallowing several large pieces of high-quality jade, which made Li Qingyun overjoyed. This harvest is worth at least several hundred million. It turns out that these accomplished monks are still very valuable.
"Well done! This is the first time I've seen someone else perform spiritual techniques. Since you are brothers, you should know something about it. Your fists are so weak, why don't you use some kind of flame to attack me.
"Li Qingyun and the monk exchanged punches. This punch was a real blow. Li Qingyun took three steps back, and the monk also took three steps back.
Li Qingyun's arm made a "crunching" noise, as if it was broken in many places. He frowned slightly in pain. He took out a cup from somewhere and poured a sip of green liquid into his mouth. Then he shook his arm as if it was nothing.
No.
But the monk was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. His arm had been twisted and deformed. A white bone with a blood film was exposed from the elbow, and the cracks were shocking.
"Devil, this young man is a devil..." Then he babbled something that Li Qingyun couldn't understand, which seemed to be scriptures or ancient Sanskrit that had long lost its currency.
He went crazy and rushed towards Li Qingyun, vowing to destroy the demon. However, Li Qingyun was also very murderous today and fought with the monk at an extremely fast speed. He didn't use any moves, he just fought at an incredibly fast speed.
With the power of a giant bull and elephant, he beat the monk until he vomited blood and died.
It seems that not every monk practices occult arts. This monk had no fluctuations in his soul until his death, and no illusory fire appeared.
"Li Qingyun, you must have killed those disciples of mine... You hid it so well that even I hid it from you. Just wait, we at Landuo Temple will fight you until death!" The big-eared monk screamed.
, turned around and ran away. Since today was a miscalculation and two junior brothers died here, the best outcome is to leave temporarily, go back to the temple to find someone, and come back to take revenge another day. The background of Landa Temple is not what these people can imagine.
How can a third-level warrior dominate the world? What a joke. How crazy was Taoist Lingxu back then? Wasn't the Taoist temple he left behind instantly destroyed?
"Then... let's fight to the death." Although the big-eared monk escaped very quickly, Li Qingyun followed him instantly. The two hounds tried to stop him, but Li Qingyun stopped him.
This level of fighting is no longer something ordinary hounds can participate in.
"Fuwa... don't chase him... don't let him kill you..." Li Chunqiu shouted anxiously from behind. When he entered the realm of transformation, all the true energy accumulated in his body was exhausted, and now he is extremely seriously injured.
Can't keep up with Li Qingyun's speed.
"I feel uneasy if he doesn't die. I've finally had some peace and quiet at home for a few days, but I don't want to be ruined by these monks again." Li Qingyun's voice had floated from a very far distance, and his speed was actually not weaker than Mokochaga.
When he caught up to the big-eared monk about ten meters away, Li Qingyun used the power of the small space to take him in at once.
Mokochaga suddenly felt his eyes light up and came to a green world with a small sun in the sky and a poisonous snake tied to it. In this small world, there were mountains, water, pythons, and two snow-white gods.
Eagles circle in the sky.
"Lord Buddha, is it possible that I have come to the kingdom of God? This...this..." Deep down in his heart, he didn't believe it. He was obviously on the run, so why did he suddenly come to this place? He thought that he was either possessed by the legendary
Illusion, or there is a real god.
However, before he finished speaking, he saw Li Qingyun floating in the sky, looking down at him coldly, like a god, or like a god of death.
"Welcome to the kingdom of God, I am God." Li Qingyun rarely pretended to be cool, but this big-eared monk must die. Even if he pretends to be cool, no one will know.
Mokoqiaga was stunned, staring blankly at Li Qingyun in the air, not knowing what he was facing. It was too scary. This man could fly like a legendary god. If he had another chance to choose
, he absolutely does not want to be an enemy of such a person.
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. Li Qingyun's spirit body has transformed into a huge palm, falling from the sky and hitting Mokochaga. (To be continued...)