Liu Qinghuan never expected to encounter a sneak attack here, and he was touched behind by the other party, and only found out under Xiao Hei's reminder!

As soon as he turned around, the other party's face was almost a foot away, and the pupils in his cold vertical eyes shrank smaller than the tip of a needle.

Liu Qinghuan's expression froze, and his palm was quickly covered with a thick layer of green gold, grabbing the other party's arm!

With a "bang", the sharp claw blade was forcibly stopped, only half an inch away from his face, but it couldn't go in a minute.

"Squeak, squeak......"

In the almost frozen atmosphere, there was a light sound, Liu Qinghuan's eyes drooped slightly, and he saw that a thin black ice crystal was quickly condensed from the place where he held the other party's arm, and an extremely cold came from under his palm.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and the sword in his other hand flashed, and he didn't send it forward in the slightest!

The other party struggled, but found that the arm that was grabbed was like being clamped by iron tongs, and there was a huge gap in the strength of the two sides, he couldn't shake Liu Qinghuan's palm for half a minute, and his pupils shrank suddenly!

His face seemed to melt in the next moment, his facial features drooped and shifted, turning into chaos, his body melted like ice and snow, and the whole person quickly turned into a vague wet mist.

"Hmph!" Liu Qinghuan snorted coldly, and the sword intent of the floating sword spewed out, leaving a cloud of mist before the other party escaped, and then it dissipated.

The rest of the mist condensed into a human form again in the distance, and I saw that half of his shoulders and one arm were gone, and he couldn't help but roar in shock and anger, but there was a trace of imperceptible fear in his expression.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him coldly, but he didn't catch up, but turned around and patted Xiao Hei, who was like a great enemy: "Where is Fubao?"

"Master, I'm here. ”

Fu Bao emerged from the jungle and quickly slipped to his side.

After retracting the two spirit beasts, he raised his head and asked thoughtfully, "Who are you waiting for, why are you ambushing me here?"

The slight spatial fluctuations had subsided, and one person appeared on the left and one on the right in front of him, blocking the way in a horned position, plus the person behind him, almost blocking all his retreats.

The man on the left was a woman, like a ghost, with a breath like a gossamer, a withered face, and a face whiter than paper against the backdrop of a miserable white robe, but where she stood, the original green grass had withered and scorched yellow, and the land had become charred black, and there was a faint and terrible heat surging in the dark tide.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised, it was actually a female lug?

This kind of thing can be listed as a demon and ghost ranks, and the place where it passes will suffer from a great drought, and there is no green in the red land, so it is also called a drought fish, and the grade of the demon is extremely high, and the grade of the female ghost is higher.

......

The other one, however, was born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his face was quite ugly, with two sharp fangs as thick as fingers sticking out from the corners of his mouth, and the ferocious intent came to his face, showing his identity as a demon cultivator.

He looked Liu Qinghuan up and down, and his face showed a slight hideousness: "You are Aoki Liu Qinghuan? Why, it's not like a turtle shrinking in your sect, but it can be regarded as catching you!"

Liu Qinghuan also looked at the three people who were obviously not good, one female and two demon cultivators, all of whom were above the empty level in cultivation, and they understood a little.

"All Spirits, Earth Tribesmen......"

The other party was a little surprised, and let out a hissing laugh: "Do you know me, but I inherit the bloodline of the Divine Beast Beast, not some impure bloodline!"

Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to care about whether his blood was pure or not, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said, "So these days, it's a few of you sneakily snooping outside my Wenshi faction. I really want to know, why did the people belonging to the Nine Shadows Ten Thousand Spirits Realm sneak into Yunmengze, and what kind of conspiracy they have?"

And even sent three people to block him, this battle is not small. He secretly estimated the strength of the other party in his heart, and the thunder meter in his sleeve slid into the palm of his hand.

"Oh, it turned out to be discovered. The demon cultivator scratched his head indifferently: "If you find it, you will find it, the conspiracy?"

He took two steps forward with a big grin, and said in an arrogant tone: "Let me ask you, did you go to the Nine Shadows Pass Realm a few years ago!"

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, thinking of a certain possibility, but there was no expression on his face, and he said slowly: "What if it is." ”

The other party said arrogantly: "The Venerable Master of the Mahayana Demon Venerable in my realm once went to look for you, and he has not turned back all these years, let me ask you, have you ever seen him?"

Liu Qinghuan said "sure enough" secretly, but he was very annoyed in his heart.

How long has the dove been dead, and there are still related things coming to the door, which is simply a disaster!

But the dove is actually a person from the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm? Also, judging from his name, it is reasonable to be born in the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm, where there are many demon beast bloodlines.

He sneered: "Fellow Daoist's words sound ridiculous, your Mahayana Demon Venerable is gone, come to me a little Yin Void Yang Reality Realm monk and ask? ”

He moved his neck slowly, and said, "What's more, it's only been a few years, maybe that Great Venerable has just been hiding in that corner and cultivating in retreat, maybe he will be out of the customs after a thousand or eight hundred years." ”

The man said categorically, "No way! Now that the battle season of the Stygian Mountain Battlefield is over, everything is busy, and the Venerable Master is in charge of important affairs, so he needs to preside over and make decisions, so it is impossible to retreat at this time!"

He shouted, "Boy, I advise you to be honest and not toast and not eat and drink!

Liu Qinghuan said with a frightened face: "What do you mean, do you think I can't kill him?"

The other party looked at him in disbelief: "Are you crazy? Just rely on your cultivation, kill a Mahayana monk, what kind of big dream do you have!"

Then he really had a big dream of spring and autumn, hahaha!

Liu Qinghuan laughed heartily, before the dove entered the Yin Yang Ruins, he probably didn't think that it would form a chain reaction because of a series of coincidences and encounters, and finally died under his hands.

Probably only in magical places such as Yin Yang Ruins can such unbelievable things happen. But in the outside world, no matter how crazy a person is, no one will believe that he can kill the dove.

"Isn't that enough?" Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "So you came to me to ask, it really doesn't make sense, the whereabouts of the Mahayana Demon Venerable, how can I know how I can know a little Xiu He De." ”

The man's expression flickered, he was dumbfounded for a moment, his gaze wandered over him, and he said, "We just don't understand why the Venerable Master is so obsessed with tracking down the whereabouts of you, a minor cultivator, that he has sent people to the Wanhu Realm several times, and then he has personally gone to look for you...... Could it be that you have some secret in you that even Mahayana monks care about?"