Shi Lun and the others looked gloomy, staring in the direction of the big tree without saying a word.
As a result, a cyan light flashed behind the tree, and three strange monks suddenly appeared.
A handsome man in his thirties wearing a yellow Confucian robe, and a young Taoist priest about seventeen or eighteen years old with a black wooden sword on his back. The last person was a young man wearing a green robe with an unremarkable face, but holding a silver talisman in one hand and a petite body in the other, it was the girl named Bai Guo'er.
They were naturally Han Li and his party.
Coincidentally, the three of them have just arrived here after a long journey.
Because they have already arrived near Jiuxian Mountain, and they have been on their way some time ago, they plan to rest here for one night, and then go to Jiafang City tomorrow.
As a result, before the three of them started to rest, Shi Lun and a group of people also arrived at this remote place, and staged a scene of killing people and seizing treasures under their noses.
Originally, this kind of thing is naturally very common in the spirit world. But Shi Lun not only turned his back on what he said, but also hijacked a young girl and threatened the other party, which is a bit too despicable.
The young and the young Hai, who were full of righteousness, couldn't stand it anymore, so there was such a scene of saving people in secret.
Of course, this is also the case. They feel that there is an unfathomable "Brother Han" behind them.
No matter how bad it is, there will be no fear of life.
When the two jumped out voluntarily, filled with anger, Han Li could only walk out together with a wry smile.
"Who are you, you dare to meddle in our three brothers' business." Shi Lun felt relieved when he saw that the two were just foundation-building monks and the other was just a mortal without mana, and he regained his gloomy mood. Said threateningly.
"Qi Lingzi, your 'Peach Rigid Li Daifu' is really interesting. You can directly replace the little girl with a broken puppet. However, when we were in danger last time, why didn't we see you, a spectator? My lord has used it before. Could it be that you plan to keep it when you are about to lose your life?" Young Master Hai rolled his eyes at Qi Lingzi, intending to find something later.
"Bah! What does it mean to keep a hand? You think that this talisman of peach stiffness and plum is easy to refine and drive. In the past, I almost lost all my belongings in order to refine this talisman to refine this one. In the end, I still found that my magic power was not enough, and I couldn't drive it at all. If we hadn't given this talisman to Brother Han to use, we would have been unable to save this little girl." Qi Lingzi almost jumped up with a look of grievance on his face. called Qu Dao.
"There's another matter!" Young Master Hai was stunned, looking a little surprised.
The two asked and answered, but they ignored Shi Lun's question at all, making his face turn livid.
The eyes of the other two black-clothed monks also flashed fiercely.
As for Han Li, with a movement of his arm, he casually placed the girl on the ground aside, with a half-smile on his face.
As for Bai Guo'er, who had just narrowly escaped death and was still in shock, she just stared blankly at Han Li and the others, as if she didn't know what to do.
"Do it, kill these three little thieves!" Shi Lun's face darkened, and finally he spit out murderous words from his mouth.
Based on his experience, although there are three more opponents, the only one to pay attention to among the three is the young man in the late stage of foundation establishment who has not said a word.
The other two, one in the early stage of foundation establishment, one ordinary mortal, plus the previous middle-aged man, there is only one more monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.
The three of them are all great monks in the late stage of foundation establishment, and they can completely overwhelm each other based on their cultivation level alone.
What's more, he can make the two companions so afraid by himself, so he naturally has a very powerful trump card, which is also a great threat to the alchemy cultivator.
In this way, he is naturally full of confidence in defeating the few people in front of him.
The only trouble is that if you want to kill all these people, it may be somewhat impossible.
After all, if the other party wanted to escape wholeheartedly, it was really impossible to kill them all.
This was also the reason why he didn't do anything at first, but wanted to use words to stabilize Han Li and the others.
But it's not the first time Shi Lun has engaged in this kind of activity of seizing treasures and killing people. Once he saw that he couldn't persuade a few people, he stopped fantasizing for a moment, and immediately became murderous, thinking of doing it.
According to what he thought in his heart, even if one or two people did run away, they would leave Jiuxian Mountain immediately to avoid the momentary limelight.
Can there really be any high-level monks who would hunt and kill them specifically for this kind of thing.
Therefore, as soon as the words of "hands-on" were spoken, the stack of black law flags in his hand turned into dozens of black lights and shot out, but the target was not Han Li and the others, but the middle-aged man nearby.
The other two black-clothed monks, two silver spears, and a black thorn shield also turned into two silver lights and a black cloud, and shot at the middle-aged man viciously.
The three of them often join forces to fight against the enemy, and they strike at the same time without discussing anything.
Their motives were obvious. First, they would join forces to get rid of the middle-aged man, and then slowly deal with Han Li and the others.
When the middle-aged man saw this, his face turned pale, he flicked his wrist without thinking, and released the small yellow sword in his hand, and a curtain of swords circled and danced around him.
Then with a flick of the other sleeve, another piece of yellow sand flew out, turning into dots of starlight and submerging his figure in it, and there was a loud "rumbling" burst!
The sword curtain was easily broken by the power of the three magic weapons, but it fell on the little yellow sand and was blocked by a shock.
This time, Shi Lun and the others were a little surprised.
However, they immediately activated the magic weapon again, and wanted to attack the dim starlight again.
But at this time Young Master Hai shouted loudly and stomped his foot on the ground suddenly.
With a "boom", the ground trembled slightly, and his figure shot out like a crossbow arrow. After a flash, he appeared in the sky above the black-clothed monk who was driving the silver spear.
Young Master Hai waved his hands, and at some point a pair of golden gloves appeared on his hands. With a wave of his arms, densely packed golden fist shadows rushed down like a storm.
Before the shadow of the fist fell, an astonishing aura came down through the shadow of the fist.
The black-clothed monk below was taken aback, he didn't care about attacking the middle-aged man, he hurriedly changed the magic formula in his hand, and the two silver rainbows in the distance shot back in a flash, turning into a piece of silver light to protect himself.
The next moment, there was continuous roaring sound between the two, and the golden light and silver light intertwined together, submerging the figures of both of them.
But amidst Young Master Hai's loud laughter, the golden shadow of the fist shone brightly in an instant, as if clusters of golden suns were retreating steadily under the pressure of the silver light.
"Body refiner!"
Another black-clothed monk at the side saw this situation, but his face changed, and he suddenly rushed towards the black spear shield, as if he wanted to attack Young Master Hai.
But at this moment, Qi Lingzi shook his head and sighed in the distance, and murmured with a sad face: "Why, it's too shameless for two to fight one. There is no way, although I As the master of one view, fighting with you is somewhat disrespectful, but for the sake of young master Hai, there is only one exception."
As soon as the words fell, the little Taoist raised one hand and patted a blue talisman on his body.
After a flash of blue color, Qi Lingzi's figure disappeared in an instant.
But immediately, the same blue light flashed again above the black-clothed friar who was driving the shield.
This black-clothed monk was actually quite experienced in fighting with others. When he realized that something was wrong in the air, he immediately turned into a black cloud and flew straight towards the blue light instead of urging his shield to help his companion.
With a sound of "bang", the blue light was smashed like a ball of water, turning into countless blue light spots and disappearing.
But it was empty inside, and there was no sign of Qi Lingzi at all.
"not good!"
The black-clothed cultivator yelled secretly, but it was a bit late, and suddenly a cloud of light blue mist emerged from behind him.
Then there was a loud sound of piercing through the air, and dozens of chi-long blue ice cones shot out.
At such a distance, even though the mana of the black-clothed cultivator far exceeds that of Qi Lingzi, it is impossible to defend against it at all. With the flashing blue ice cone, it reached the cultivator's back...
But there was a flash of black light, and a phantom that looked like a black tiger's head suddenly emerged.
When the ice pick hit it, nine out of ten were blocked at once, and only a few really hit the black-clothed monk's back.
After hitting him, he stumbled, and several streams of blood gushed out from his body.
"Stinky boy, I want your life!" The black-clothed cultivator was suddenly furious after being attacked and injured by Qi Lingzi. He suddenly made a fist with both hands, and with his sleeves bulging, several black The ghost head, spitting out yellow poisonous flames, rushed at the little Taoist viciously.
Seeing this, Qi Lingzi jumped, and with one hand hastily moved, he held the black wooden sword behind his back in his hand, and then made a trick with one hand, and pointed forward with the wooden sword one after another.
Immediately, streaks of blue light shot out from the tip of the sword, hitting those black skulls accurately, but they could only beat them slightly, but they couldn't really hurt anything.
But Qi Lingzi didn't know what kind of escapism he was practicing. Under the flashing blue light on his body surface, his figure was like a fish in the water, appearing and disappearing in the air, making opponents even surpass him in terms of magical weapons and cultivation , but still looked helpless for a while.
Shi Lun's complexion was a bit uglier than before.
Although there were only two people on the opponent's side, the degree of difficulty seemed to be far beyond expectations.
Although he was confident that his two companions would eventually be able to defeat their opponents, he didn't have so much time to wait.
With a sudden twist in his heart, he didn't care about the dozen or so black lights that were roaring wildly around the middle-aged man. He flipped it over with one hand, and there was a blood-red leather bag, and there was a faint humming sound inside. .
But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him: "Oh, is it a spirit insect? It seems that the rank is not low? A foundation-building monk can have such a spirit insect, you are quite capable gone."