The blue-purple beautiful sword light rushed into the sky, and the sprayed insect blood splashed all over the ground, Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand to summon back the cyan ring, and the seven-step sword mantis in mid-air fell to the ground with a bang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

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Liu Qinghuan walked over, felt the slightest pain from the hideous wound on his back, and poured out two pills for Xiao Hei to stuff into his mouth: "How is it, can you still hold it?"

Xiao Hei snorted and panted: "I can't die for the time being." ”

The insect corpses on the ground were disappearing as quickly as the corpses they had when they died, and Liu Qinghuan tried to pick up a piece of broken wings beside him, watching it turn into a shimmer of light in his hands and disperse.

"It seems that the contents of this can't be taken out. Liu Qinghuan said: "Let's rest after we go back." ”

He pulled Hei up, and the two walked back to the white light curtain.

"Master, look there!" Blackie pointed to the corner.

"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan turned his head to look, only to see a small magic circle appear on the ground over there.

He walked around the circle and said, "This should be a teleportation circle, probably teleported to the next level." ”

"Hah, let's go then. "Little Black can't wait to say it.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the injuries on its body: "I don't know what the situation is in the next level...... Okay, though. ”

He stood in the circle, and Xiao Hei also squeezed up. Because the magic circle was too small, it was unwilling to return to the spirit beast bag, so it made its body smaller.

As soon as he stood firmly, the magic circle suddenly activated, and after a flash of white light, Liu Qinghuan felt a sharp pain in his waist before he could see the things in front of him clearly!

......

He was speechless, watching Xiao Hei also reappear beside him, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, so you don't have to waste time healing." ”

Xiao Hei touched himself and grinned: "Master, it's good here, it's good to go directly to death if you get injured in the future." ”

Liu Qinghuan glared at it and looked around. The same light curtain, the same house, and the outside is a patch of yellow sand.

Xiao Hei also leaned in front of the light curtain and asked curiously, "What is the monster this time?"

Liu Qinghuan pointed to the slightly arched yellow sand in the distance: "I don't know ......"

In the Thousand Departures, each illusion is very different, such as the seven-step sword mantis in the first level, which has extreme speed and powerful attack power, while the sand snake in the second level is extremely good at hiding, buried in the yellow sand and motionless, and will give you a fatal blow when you are most interested.

Although there is a safe area formed by the light curtain, Liu Qinghuan came in to exercise himself, so it is naturally impossible to hide in the light curtain. One trial after another, death after death, get up immediately, sum up the experience and go out to continue fighting.

The time of the day is only one hour outside, so in addition to challenging the level, he will return to the Songxi Cave Tiantu at night to practice.

Because of the existence of the Spiritual Eye Spring, as well as the long-term medicinal field, the aura in the picture is now much richer than before. Especially in the small courtyard built near the top of the mountain, the aura is even stronger.

It stands to reason that the growth rate of cultivation will be much slower due to the more spiritual power required by Monk Jindan, but Liu Qinghuan feels that it is much smoother now than when he struggled to cultivate during the foundation building period.

The single spiritual root makes his cultivation efficiency several times higher than that of others, and the power of the double pill also makes the amount of spiritual energy he draws from the outside world more than twice as much as that of others at one time, so even if the spiritual sea is wider and he doesn't know what year or month it will be filled, he is more calm, and he doesn't feel the loneliness of the years.

In such tense and fulfilling days, it took him more than a month to reach the ninth level of Senju's departure.

As soon as Liu Qinghuan came out of the teleportation array, he immediately flashed to the side, and the whole person quickly escaped into a piece of greenery.

After passing eight levels in a row, he naturally knew that every time he reached a new level, the location of the teleportation was random, and he would inevitably be attacked.

Fortunately, he flashed quickly, otherwise he would have been slashed by a sword light.

Sword light?!

Liu Qinghuan was shocked, how could there be sword light in this.

You must know that the eight levels he encountered before were all kinds of demon beasts, and there were still people cultivating in this thousand times of departure?

He didn't stop, and in an instant he had already escaped twice. The plants and trees in this level are quite vigorous, and when he performs the Flower Transfer Technique, he can very quickly and keenly sense the aura of the plants and trees within a radius of dozens of miles.

Now he can only use trees and some lush flowers and plants to perform the escape technique, and when the flower transfer and wood grafting technique is practiced, it is said that he can rely on a small grass and a fallen leaf to survive and fly, which is not exquisite.

After leaving the place where he teleported in, Liu Qinghuan looked back.

A monk in a gray robe drove a black cloud to float over, staring at the grass he had just disappeared and laughing with a ghostly smile: "Don't hide, it's coming!"

As he spoke, the sword light from before brought out a piece of lacquer light and slashed horizontally towards the grass.

Naturally, there was no one there for a long time.

"Huh, Escape?" the Grey Friar furrowed his eyebrows, his breath suddenly became tyrannical, and he slammed his fist into his chest, opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.

The gloomy aura suddenly arose, and black clouds quickly condensed in the sky, and the sky was immediately as gloomy and bleak as dusk.

I saw the blood rolling in the air, and soon it condensed into an evil imp, screaming at the gray-clothed monk with teeth and claws.

"Shut up!" the man shouted, "Go and find out who is hiding!"

The little imp still screamed obediently, and the grayfriar flipped his hand, and a blood-red whip that was only a foot long and slender appeared between his two fingers, and he threw it over with a snap!

"Lao Tzu has worked hard to support you, and he dares to talk to Lao Tzu about the conditions! If you don't cry your father and mother today, how will I control the ghost road in the future!"

The chirp became a scream, and the imp was whipped and rolled around, whining and pleading.

Liu Qinghuan's face changed immediately, who was this person? Obviously, it couldn't be someone from his Wen Shi faction! Then why was he in the middle of a thousand departures?

The Demon Torturer slid into his hand, and his divine sense swept to the white curtain of light behind him.

After another loud whip, the blood-red imp finally got up, and the original evil spirit had been added to a little resentment, and it was even more sinister.

Liu Qinghuan's feet did not move, and the whole person almost became one with the wood spirit of the trees.

He wanted to see what this little imp was capable of.

I saw its small blood-colored eyes look around, and its baby-like little face was black and red, teleporting to appear in the place where Liu Qinghuan had just entered, and after turning around, it twitched its nose and sniffed around like a dog looking for taste.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was relieved, and he looked in the wrong direction of the little ghost.

Except for a moment when he first came in, he had been dragging grass and trees all the time, and he had been very good at hiding his whereabouts under the flower grafting technique.

He secretly swept towards the gray-clothed male cultivator, his brows furrowed.