Killing officials is a taboo in any dynasty. People do not fight against officials, and bandits cannot provoke official institutions, because no matter how powerful a person or force is, they cannot be stronger than the state machinery.≤,
Li Qingyun was so powerful that he might be able to humiliate a few petty officials and slap the biting bitches a few times, but he could never do anything that openly killed people.
He didn't do it today, but after a wave of spiritual energy, Director Gong's car rolled over the cliff. In addition, he had just had a conflict with Director Gong and his group, so this basin of dirty water would definitely be poured on him.
"Haha, isn't it good for you to live peacefully for a few days? Do you have to set up such a trap?" Li Qingyun chuckled with a strange expression, turned and left, leaving Wu Xiaoyu and his party who didn't understand, confused.
"Hey, Li Qingyun, don't you go and take a look at the scene?" Wu Xiaoyu was too frightened and couldn't understand the reason for a moment. In addition, she was not from the Jianghu, and she didn't know the rules of the Jianghu. She didn't even know whether Director Gong's car was hit by someone. A powerful spiritual energy threw him off the cliff.
"This is a matter for your government agency. I won't get involved as a common citizen." After saying that, Li Qingyun had already got into the pickup truck and motioned to Xiao Qian to drive slowly.
After giving the instructions, Li Qingyun's spirit body had already entered the small space, and then ejected out of the small space in an instant. After a special transformation in the small space, it seemed that the power of the spirit body had increased countless times, and it instantly enveloped the entire Qinglong Town, looking for traces of the person who had just taken action.
Any cultivator who dares to cause trouble in Qinglong Town will be killed without mercy. This was the warning Li Qingyun issued to the world under the guise of "Master" last time.
Someone actually dared to touch the tiger's butt today, which made Li Qingyun full of anger. Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being ruthless.
On a barren mountain seven miles southeast of Qinglong Market Town, an old man sat cross-legged on the top of the barren mountain, wearing a gray robe. His face was pale, like someone who had been hiding in a cave all year round and rarely got sunlight. The old man's eyes glanced at the direction of the vehicle accident. His eyes were full of disdain and contempt for ordinary mortals.
"Just kill a few insects. Just in this way can you lead to the spiritual master behind Li Qingyun?" The old man in gray robe seemed to be talking to himself. His gray beard trembled in the wind, as if he was chanting a spell.
"If you want to plan Qinglong Town and develop all the surrounding pristine mountains, Li Qingyun must get rid of it. The head of the family attaches great importance to the Xishan tourism project, so he teamed up with the Ding family to slowly lay out the plan. Now we have reached a critical moment, you only need to obey the order, don't Don't think about it." A voice appeared strangely in the old man's ears. It seemed to be there and not at all, erratic and full of weirdness.
"Okay, as long as you have the ability to get rid of the legendary spiritual cultivator of the Three Realms, my bait is worth it even if I die. Hmm...?" Just after saying this, the old man in gray robe suddenly felt a strange feeling. Feeling an unprecedented crisis, he suddenly raised his head. A transparent giant hand appeared in the sky, which was invisible to the naked eye. Only the vague outline could be felt with spiritual power.
Although the old man in gray robe had been mentally prepared, he was frightened by this terrifying palm mark and turned pale. He snorted coldly, quickly made a hand gesture, and punched the sky. A huge fist shadow hit the center of the palm mark. .
As he expected, it had no effect. The fist prints were scattered in all directions, unable to block the giant palm for even a minute.
The old man was not interested in fighting, and the wind was blowing under his feet. He took a few steps, as if he could fly, and in a blink of an eye he reached a lower barren mountain to the south.
"Those who cause trouble in Qinglong Town will die!" The giant palm actually turned around and chased after the old man. Before the palm could reach him, a strong wind blew up, causing the old man in gray robe to stagger around and unable to fly again.
"Elder, save me." The old man in gray robe said lightly just now. Now facing real death, he couldn't bear to give up his life anyway, so he shouted for help.
While calling for help, he used several spells in succession, either turning into a spear or a giant tree, and rushed to the sky, trying to smash the huge palm prints falling from the sky.
However, I don’t know what kind of magic the huge transparent palm print is. Not only can it turn and chase and attack, it is also extremely tenacious. No matter how many magic attacks are used, it will not be damaged at all.
Boom boom boom! Suddenly four pillars of smoke rushed out from around the hill, either like a dragon soaring or a tiger leaping. Without any fluctuations in spiritual power, they suddenly appeared and rushed towards the huge palm print that had reached ten meters in the air.
There seemed to be no change in the huge palm print, which was printed directly on the body of the old man in gray robe who had nowhere to hide. There was a rumble, the rocks cracked, and the low mountain was almost flattened, leaving behind a huge palm print and a mass of flesh and blood in the middle of the palm print.
When the flesh and blood turned into a spiritual tide and fed back to the mountain forest, the strange smoke column had already rushed to the middle of the mountain. Like a wild beast, it wrapped around the palm print that had not dissipated, biting endlessly.
This palm print was not Li Qingyun's magic, but the spirit body. For a moment, he was entangled by these four strange auras and couldn't escape.
He turned his palm into a fist and crushed a dog-like smoke, but in the blink of an eye, the same thing was born outside the fist. It looked like smoke and mist, but it had the ferocity of a beast.
He blasted a tiger-like smoke with one punch, and just as he was about to attack the dragon-like thing, it reappeared in the same place, seemingly unkillable.
"Huh?" Li Qingyun's spirit body suddenly trembled, remembering some rumors he had heard. Although the world of Tiao Ling is not as prosperous as in ancient times, some families and sects that have been passed down for thousands of years have some magical formations that can trap Bi Ling.
Your own more powerful enemy.
Sure enough, around this broken hill, there were vague web-like spiritual power threads, gradually surrounding it into a tight area like a cocoon, and the giant palm transformed by my own spiritual body gradually felt weak, as if it was being controlled by the people here.
The thread drained away the spiritual power.
"Sure enough, it is the third realm of spiritual cultivation that can leave the body, hehehe, but in our eyes, the third realm of spiritual cultivation is not invincible. As long as your spirit body is trapped, it is only a matter of time before you are refined."
Following this strange sound, four old men in black robes appeared in the canyon around the hill. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time and their bodies were already covered with leaves.
"Who are you? Why are you plotting against me?" Li Qingyun suddenly shrunk his giant palm and turned it into a blurry figure, floating in the air. When the four smoke-like beasts attacked him again, they did not bother him, but just dodged.
, seems to have no strength to fight anymore.
"It doesn't matter who we are. What's important is that if you die, we can feel more at ease. You shouldn't go out to the Three Realms for spiritual practice in a remote country..."
The spirit transformed by Li Qingyun smiled calmly and said: "Then there are two third-level martial arts cultivators. What do you want to do with them?"
"Three realm spiritual cultivators can kill people invisible, but martial cultivators don't have such terrifying methods... Moreover, they have families and families, and they can negotiate if there is a conflict. As for your origin, we have no way to control it. We can only eliminate it.
It’s safest to drop you.”
Another old man in black robe said suddenly: "Okay, don't waste time with him. He wants to delay time, but he doesn't know that we are also waiting for the formation to be completely closed. From now on, even if Li Chunqiu and Sun Daqi can come,
There’s nothing we can do.”
Li Qingyun didn't want to delay time, he just wanted to find out more about the other party. Although these four old men were mysterious and powerful, they were only second-level high-level spiritual practitioners and did not pose much of a threat to Li Qingyun. It was just this cocoon-like formation.
The law is a bit difficult to deal with.
The black-robed old man just finished speaking and stopped talking. The four of them used all their strength to perform the spells, and the huge cocoon slowly shrank, as if they were trying to catch a turtle in an urn and capture Li Qingyun's spirit body.
It's a pity that these people don't know that this spirit body was transferred out through a small space. The powerful intake and retraction force of the small space cannot be resisted by human beings. (To be continued.)