In the Valley of Thousand Waterfalls, some people dug traps quickly, hoping to finish leaving early, and some people dawdled and looked bad.
"Someone is watching us."
Li Yan didn't look back, and the other party who could be pointed out by him didn't just take a few glances.
"The strength is not weak." On the face of Li Yan, a cruel coldness appeared faintly.
With his character, these days are already so comfortable that his bones will rust, and all day long except for cultivation is cultivation.
Venerable Li Yan's ability is to struggle to become a loose cultivator in the world of self-cultivation, and to fight to the death with endless beasts and souls in the fragments of the small world.
Just as Shi Feng was worried, Li Yan regretted that the immortals in Wanpu Valley still maintained their rationality and did not openly kill each other.
Many people died, even if they didn't go back, Xianjun Yu couldn't say anything, and other people couldn't even notice that they took the opportunity to leave.
As for the current matter of the great enemy - Cang Jieyuan's demon cultivator is about to conquer the Immortal Realm, and all the immortals share the same enemy, Li Yan was not touched at all. Subconsciously, he still classified himself as a cultivator.
What if the fairyland was captured by monsters and demons, Li Yan didn't think that was much different from now. He even felt that such an immortal world would be easier to deal with in the future if it was more pleasing to the eye.
After all, I have been a Demon Venerable, and I have a better understanding of the idea of monsters and demons. It’s better to forget about the right way. Li Yan is not sure if he will be impatient and kill people who talk too much.
Everything is reasonable, Li Yan will not.
The more chaotic the immortal world is, the more chance he has in Li Yan's eyes. If it weren't for the unknown shadow of the collapse of the immortal world, it is estimated that he would even have the heart to stir up trouble with his own hands.
Shi Feng and Chen He did not deliberately hide his breath. In the eyes of others, he could estimate the realm of Luo Tianshangxian.
This makes many immortals wisely look for other targets, but in the eyes of immortals who consider themselves powerful, Shi Feng and Chen He's shortcomings are also obvious: although on the side of Xianjun Yu, except for each other, they are not the same. No one is close to them, not even a normal conversation. This kind of people who are "lonely" in their own forces have always been the best targets.
No matter how many Xiaoxian died, it didn't matter.
Think about it, killing the other two Luo Tianshangxian at once, this can be said to be a great achievement.
Life in the fairy world is not easy. Unless you ask for nothing and wait for 100,000 years with peace of mind, if you want a more suitable practice, you can only make achievements in front of Xianjun and Tianzun.
Is it faster to learn the exercises by yourself, or is it faster to kill someone
The so-called fairyland is the name that people call out, and the fairy is an imagination. Really speaking, immortals are only more capable than mortals and monks, not better.
Because there is no such harsh small world as the Heavenly Dao of Fu Chu!
Trouble was about to come, Shi Feng felt that worry was useless, so he could only say to Li Yan, who had a bad look, "You don't need to worry if Senior Brother is here."
"… "
After being dumbfounded for a while, Li Yan came back to his senses: Does Shi Feng think that he has no sense to do it himself
They were all fighting and killing, and what to do with that little superficial skill, Li Yan thought coldly, as expected, the immortals who ascended the right path are so troublesome.
The valley, dug into the trap, is not narrow.
Everyone's task at hand is just that little bit, and no matter how slow it is, it's done.
The immortals left one after another, some in groups of three or five, and some alone with a reckless temperament. Affected pond fish.
Nan Hongzi was so anxious.
He knew that the person who dared to attack his apprentice must also be a Luo Tian Shang Xian, maybe more than one, or even more than one group. If all of them died, then in such a place where there are many immortals, it would be strange that Tian Zun Bei Xuan didn't notice them. .
Although Nan Hongzi took Shi Feng and ran away in private to find his little apprentice.
However, Nan Hongzi has the deepest feelings for the Beixuan faction. He does not want to be the enemy of the ancestors of the division, and he is even less willing to be discovered by the Beixuan faction. on.
It's never a problem to say it!
The stream was gurgling, and all the immortals who walked out of the valley disappeared without a trace, so I didn't know whether they were waiting to harm others, or they left quickly for fear of being harmed.
In this section of Wanpu Valley, there are five-mile peach blossoms, crimson petals falling on the gravel river beach, and in the stream water, which shows some kind of blurred beauty after soaking.
And an imperceptible smell of blood.
"Someone has started."
The stream flows to the grotto, and they are walking up from the downstream, and it is easy to see that the clear stream is different from the light pink of the petals.
"It's really impatient." Li Yan smiled.
He thought that the leylines would absorb spiritual power here, and those battles always happened farther away from the exit, but he didn't expect that someone couldn't wait at all.
The smell of blood disappeared quickly, and before it could flow into the valley, it spread to almost nothing.
All the way, there is no clue, except for a few broken stones, and no body can be seen.
I don't know whether the ambushed person escaped smoothly or killed the other party - storage magic can't collect living things, but it doesn't matter who died.
Li Yan turned to a remote fork without hesitation.
Shi Feng didn't stop him. Once he made a move, he would naturally not let the other party go out alive and talk about the strangeness of their apprentice brothers.
"Um?"
Li Yan felt that the aura of the group of people who had followed behind had changed subtly, and replaced by another person.
Only one person.
Dare to follow them alone, this courage is not small.
But the further he walked, the more Shi Feng frowned, as if he was stumped by something, Li Yan glanced at him and quietly took out the strange weapon he had in his hand when he woke up, a bow and knife.
The shock happened at this moment.
A ferocious wind hit, shrouding the entire fork in the whirlwind. Although the spiritual energy was absorbed by the earth veins and lost a lot, the other party seemed to have lost his blood and didn't care.
The dazzling sword light rushed from all directions, making people suddenly wonder if they encountered a magic weapon or a sword formation
But in this whirlwind, Li Yan suddenly recognized a familiar feeling—
He slashed all the sword shadows with ease, the bow and knife turned, and the sharps with both sides of the blade penetrated against the swirling current, and there was a bright red flying out between the silver arcs.
Li Yan's hand seems to be simple, but the angle is very tricky. Alchemist Chi is very careful when refining the immortal weapon. This bow knife ignores most of the orthodox talisman defenses. , if you cut it at will, it will become mud.
The skill of this stalker is actually quite good.
In the eyes of Li Yan, the injury of a crack is almost the same.
Knowing that he underestimated the other party, the boredom in Li Yan's heart was swept away, his eyes were focused, and his eyes were full of murderous interest. As expected, it is still better in the fairy world. It has been a long time since I stayed in this world. .
The crimson peach petals all over the ground were swept up and down by the whirlpool.
They are soft and unsubstantiated, and logically they should be smashed into pieces by the airflow in an instant, but the petals are still fluttering, just beginning to reveal a cold and sharp sword intent.
Chemicals for own use
Li Yan has a lot more knowledge about the various methods of cultivating.
A person can pretend to be a hypocrite all his life, but when the exercises are used, they often reveal their true nature.
No matter how dignified and splendid it is, when it is used by the people of the Gathering faction, there is always an indescribable uncomfortable feeling. It is not an empty word.
Li Yan was surprised that since the other party could be so silent, why didn't he make a sneak attack? On the contrary, a gust of wind was rolled up in advance, and there was no threat of sword light scattered, as if to remind.
They all came forward to intercept and kill, but do you still care about sneak attacks from behind
Righteous monks and even immortals are so stupid and cute, Li Yan scoffed.
The bow knife slashed back, and the flames wrapped around him. Just as he was about to turn the rain of peach petals into ashes, Li Yan suddenly saw a hand stretch out, firmly grasping his right arm holding the bow.
Li Yan subconsciously hesitated for a breath, and was taken by Shi Feng behind him.
Shi Feng rolled up his sleeves, and the peach petals came into contact with the sleeves, making a crisp sound like a torrential rain.
When I stretched out my sleeves again, there was no damage on the top, not even the petals. Only the scattered frost, which was condensed from the real essence, slowly melted into water droplets.
The cyclone blocked the entrance of the fork in the road, and the rocks rolled down, blocking the road.
But there is no need to worry that the people behind hear the sound and look here - no immortal is willing to waste real energy to move these large stones one by one.
The person standing at the intersection, dressed in a wide moon-white robe, was not particularly old in appearance, with three clean beards, Xuan Hua Shenjun, and his imposing manner was threatening.
Holding a long sword of emerald color, the body of the sword is translucent, like jade immersed in a cold spring, translucent and gorgeous.
The long sword was half behind his back, and he didn't take on an attacking stance. Instead, it looked like he retracted the sword and retreated after a blow.
Blood slowly seeped out from his left shoulder, dyeing his robe a little light red. It was a shallow and long wound. This was the mark of being swept away by the Liyan Bow Knife, which could not be avoided.
That weapon was weird, and when it was rotated and swept back, the wound it brought out was very wide, and even for an immortal, the wound could not disappear for a while.
He looked at Shi Feng carefully, and then moved his gaze to Li Yan who was stopped by Shi Feng.
He felt the killing intent just now was obvious, so he stepped back decisively—
"I didn't expect to be a big one, almost asking for trouble."
The sword-wielding immortal nodded, but he was quite in line with what mortals said, the image of immortals in the minds of cultivators, with an extraordinary bearing and without too many expressions.
"Is your master okay?"
This familiar tone made Li Yan understand that the breath just now was familiar there—beixuan sent a way out.
"Master died hundreds of years ago. It was Shi Feng who killed him."
Shi Feng didn't back down, but lowered his eyes slightly: "Master is in the Immortal Realm, so he should know about this."
The immortal snorted slightly: "The scourge has left a thousand years, and Nan Hongzi can die so easily?"
"… "
"I saw just now that there was a little real immortal who looked at Er et al with eager eyes. Although his face was very different from Nan Hongzi, but..." The immortal in blue clothes and green sword nodded, "Don't try to hide from my eyes."
A group of people happened to be eyeing the two of Shi Feng.
With a flick of his sleeves, Shi Shiran deliberately turned around in front of Nan Hongzi, and followed up to become a oriole.
Shi Feng could imagine Nan Hongzi's expression at that time.