There was a steep cliff in the southeast of the Sin Qi Palace, and the wind with a chill whined from the bottom of the cliff, and Liu Qinghuan suddenly stopped here, and the strong gaze behind him made him suddenly turn around!

A slender yellow-clothed monk floated out of the darkness like a ghost, the wide robe on his body fluttered in the cold wind, looking very weak and thin, his face revealed the heavy gray color of a dead man, but he stared at Liu Qinghuan with a pair of evil and critical eyes.

Liu Qinghuan's face was cold, this person looked at him as if he was looking at delicious food, and he was almost salivating. And his cultivation is also quite strange, he actually wanders between the early stage of the Yuan Infant and the Great Perfection, and sometimes the wisp of breath that leaks out makes people feel afraid and frightened.

The two looked at each other from an unknown distance, and for a while the noisy sounds in the distance and the sky seemed to be far away, Liu Qinghuan held cold sweat in his palms, and stood motionless, feeling that he would be bitten by a poisonous snake once he moved.

The man suddenly covered his mouth and coughed, coughing heartbreakingly, but his eyes did not leave Liu Qinghuan at all, he slowly lowered his hand for a while, and whispered to himself: "Rare, rare! I didn't expect there to be an unexpected gain today, I haven't met such a pure wood spirit body for a long time, such a rich vitality, ah!"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes drooped slightly, and he watched the other party quietly and ghostly approached again.

The yellow-clothed monk inhaled with an intoxicated expression, licked his lips, and showed a blood-devouring smile: "If this body of flesh and blood and essence is refined into pills, it must be a great tonic, it is exactly what the deity needs most now, Jie Ji!"

Speaking of this, his expression was sharp, and he raised his head and said arrogantly: "Now, the deity gives you a choice, either obediently tie your hands and arrest it, if the deity is happy, maybe he can still spare your life, otherwise...... Hmph!"

The tone was very arrogant, as if the tone was charity, and after finishing speaking, there was a trace of coercion that was far stronger than that of Yuan Ying, which made Liu Qinghuan sneer mockingly!

"At the end of the crossbow, the dying man still dares to speak wildly! If you want to eat my meat, do you have the ability to bite it?"

The Tainan Immortal Sword made a buzzing sword sound beside him, like an enraged beast, and with his finger, the surging sword qi unfolded violently, surging out like a raging wind and waves, tearing apart the coercion deliberately created by that person!

The Tainan Immortal Sword was full of momentum at this moment, and the golden light was shining one after another, as if it had the majesty of Liu Qinghuan when he first saw it.

The yellow-clothed monk's face changed, and when he saw that the Tainan Immortal Sword had already rushed towards him, his body floated back a few feet, his fingers twisted, and something shook out of his sleeve.

In an instant, the rancid breath floated out of his hand for three hundred miles, Liu Qinghuan was caught off guard by the stench, and his stomach immediately rolled up, he resisted the urge to gag, and the blue light around his body was several layers thicker, and the sense of smell was closed.

At first glance, the yellowfriar's hand looked like a gray sludge-like thing. He let out a grockled grin, and flicked his wrist......

It's just that before he could throw it, the Tainan Immortal Sword that had already slashed to the top of his head suddenly stopped, Wan Jun's momentum dissipated in a blink of an eye, and then as if he had seen a ghost, he turned the sword body and ran towards Liu Qinghuan.

"Huh?"

Liu Qinghuan was very different, and saw the Tainan Immortal Sword rushing back, hiding behind him like a bullied child, and wanted to drill into his clothes!

The yellow-clothed monk was also stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "Hahaha, your sword is unpleasant, and you even know that this thing in my hand is the grudge of the blade of the filthy spirit sword, and you can hide quickly." ”

Liu Qinghuan had green tendons on his forehead, and grabbed the Tainan Immortal Sword: "You ......!"

The Tainan Immortal Sword trembled in his hand, looking both frustrated and aggrieved.

At this time, the yellow-clothed monk suddenly smiled, and said with a gloomy expression: "I have also seen the monkey play, it's time to do the right thing, since you don't want to submit to the deity, the deity will personally come to take your flesh and blood!"

After speaking, he took a big mouth and spit out a three-legged small tripod, and the temperature around him immediately plummeted, and wisps of cold light and ice lines splashed and exploded, and wherever they fell, layers of thick black frost immediately condensed.

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, that Xiaoding is not just an ordinary spiritual treasure, the quality is even higher than the spiritual treasure!

He didn't dare to resist, so he simply wrapped himself in the Nine Songs Red Dust Spectrum, took a step forward, and was already miles away when he landed.

"I want to run!" the yellow-clothed monk shouted, his body twisting strangely, and the next moment he squeezed out of the void not far behind him, stretched out his hand, and grabbed it like lightning!

But he didn't expect Liu Qinghuan to shake it, and he stepped under his feet again, and escaped several miles away.

A raging roar resounded through the sky, and the space behind him rippled again.

Liu Qinghuan looked sneering, this person wants to chase better!

It may be difficult for others to see, but Liu Qinghuan, who cultivates the sword intent of life and death, can clearly perceive that the formless and qualitative death intent on his body is about to rush out of his body.

And his seemingly incomprehensible cultivation, but in fact erratic, has a huge problem, even if he takes out that extraordinary little ding, it does not exert its true power at all.

In addition, the two have been fighting for so long, and the yellow-clothed monk has been floating around as if he has no legs, although he tried his best to hide and minimize his movements, but he couldn't hide the truth about his stiff body.

This made Liu Qinghuan can't help but have a guess, so he didn't fight hard with him, and used the earth shrinking technique to escape from the range of the Sin Qi Palace, while dragging out time.

The two of them chased after him like this, and the yellow-clothed monk stared at him, looking for the fluctuations left by the space and kept chasing behind him, but the direction of the earth shrinking technique was uncertain, the distance was uncertain, how could he catch up with him chasing like this.

Moreover, after a few retreats, the aura on that person's body became more unstable, and his movements became more and more stiff and sluggish, and his body seemed to be about to collapse.

"Ahhh

He couldn't help but hesitate, and if he followed, he was afraid that the first person to lose would be himself, but he was extremely reluctant to let go. As long as you swallow the opponent's stomach and absorb its vigorous vitality, you will be able to heal your injuries and stabilize your body.

It's just that before he could think about it, after shrinking the ground again, Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed with a sharp blade, and he suddenly turned around, and the mountain teapot flew into the air, and the mouth of the pot rushed down!

When the yellow-clothed monk stepped out of the void, he felt that the sky suddenly darkened, and there was a huge shadow on the ground, and the shadow was growing rapidly.

His heart trembled, and he hurriedly raised his head, his pupils shrank violently!

I saw a big mountain toppling down with the momentum of annihilation!

At this moment, the yellow-clothed monk was frightened, and his eyes were full of fear.

He couldn't hold back any longer, and slapped it on his chest suddenly, only to hear a soft sound of the jade piece shattering, and the aura around his body began to rise rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through the late stage of the Yuan Infant, reached the Great Perfection, and then continued to climb, reaching the ...... of the Transformation God