The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and many things are peeled off the surface of various covers, and in the end, you will find that in fact, it is still driven by interests.

The demon cultivator's gaze wandered over him and said, "...... Could it be that you have some secret in you that even Mahayana monks care about?"

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan's heart was blazing with murderous intent!

He smiled slightly, and said, "So you specially came to intercept me, and there were three of them, and you really looked up to me." ”

"Hmph!" The other party's expression was gloomy, and he suddenly raised his hand, only to see a large puff of smoke gushing out of the surrounding jungle, and the person behind Liu Qinghuan stepped back, and his figure quickly disappeared into the smoke.

"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that we have been tracking you for many years, and your strength seems to have never been defeated between the same ranks?"

And the female slu, who had been standing silently on the other side, raised her sharp chin slightly, and the low-hanging fingertips crackled and burst with tiny sparks, falling to the ground, and the originally green grass and trees instantly burned.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was slightly cold, but he just rolled his eyes casually, as if he didn't care that the smoke had spread to his feet, "Then how dare you come to the door, do you think that three people can defeat me?"

The demon cultivator smiled contemptuously, "That's because all you encounter are crooked melons and bad dates, how can you compare with me, persuade you not to struggle, as long as you obediently go back with us, or let us search for your soul, maybe you can spare your life." ”

Liu Qinghuan's expression gradually became cold, and he said unmoved, "I don't know what secrets I have, why don't you explain my confusion first?"

"It seems that you don't want to say it!" The other party's face became gloomy, paused, and suddenly stomped his feet, jumping up violently like a hungry wolf, and an illusory and agile shadow suddenly appeared behind his head, like a rabbit with long ears, but it was fierce and abnormal, and it disappeared into its body in a blink of an eye, and the demon cultivator disappeared into place out of thin air as soon as he turned around.

"When it falls into our hands, you can explain slowly!"

Liu Qinghuan stepped back, and the thunder meter in his hand crackled and burst into a circle of electric light, like undulating waves, turning a few feet around his body into a thunder domain.

But I heard a loud "bang", and a thunderbolt was like slashing something, exploding a pool of broken mangs.

Liu Qinghuan's figure flashed, and Lei Meter smashed towards that place like a shadow, and saw that the demon cultivation figure of the Clan appeared, and he grabbed the end of the long ruler with his empty hand!

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help sneering, the green gold was flourishing, but the next moment he was suddenly stunned, and was surprised to find that Lei Gong had not moved a single bit, not only could he not take it back, but also fell into a disadvantage in the power contest with the other party, and the magic weapon was in danger of being taken away.

Since cultivating the Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Body and refining countless Stone Wood Crystals, this was the first time he felt that the strength of the person he was fighting with was even stronger than him!

"I heard that you are also an individual cultivator?" The demon cultivator of the Fierce Clan deliberately leaned his head over, and said with a cruel smile, "You human cultivators, the physical body is naturally weak, and no matter how much you refine, you can't achieve any results." I'm going to show you what the real Divine Blood is!"

He shouted, and the power from his subordinates became bigger and bigger, although Lei Meter continued to burst out with thick electric light, but it was like tickling and couldn't help the other party, but the ruler body began to bend from the middle.

In the sound of "click, click", the demon cultivator of the Qiang clan seemed to deliberately show off, showing the powerful power contained in his bloodline, and pinched a superb innate spirit treasure with his bare hands to crack and spread, and it was about to be broken in two.

Liu Qinghuan held the other end of the thunder meter in his hand, and a little shock did appear in his heart.

Legend has it that one dragon can fight three dragons and two dragons, this ancient beast, but it can fight with several real dragons at the same time, and it will not fall behind.

It seems that even though the bloodline has been weakened from generation to generation, that divine power is real, and it is indeed inferior to the cultivation of external objects.

However, since he can't fight in strength, why does he have to fight with the other party?

He abandoned the thunder meter very simply, and when the other party suddenly lost his balance, his figure flashed, and he retreated dozens of feet away, hiding in the surrounding smoke.

The thick smoke seemed to be quite different from the usual fog, like the embers that had not yet dissipated after the fire had been extinguished, and there were tiny particles floating in it.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand, caught a twist and twisted it, and the thing exploded all of a sudden, turning into a wisp of hot red flame, burning a black spot on his fingers!

He hurriedly threw it out, and in a flash of thought, he took out the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen.

The good ones don't come, the ones who come are not good, the other party comes prepared, even if his face is like a light cloud, he also knows that today's pass is not easy.

At this time, Liu Qinghuan raised his head, and suddenly the white light in his left eye bloomed, and his body turned, and the sword light flashed on the tip of the Qianqiu reincarnation pen, and the cold sword light flew out!

The smoke was cut away, and the demon cultivator who had hidden in it before touched him silently again, seeing the sword light flying, thinking of the arm he had lost before, he hurriedly and cautiously retreated to dodge.

Liu Qinghuan sneered secretly, where can he be allowed to run again, this person is the lowest among the three people, so naturally if he can solve one first, there will be one less threat.

He pointed out, fixed it with a fixed technique, and then took his life with lightning speed in the horrified gaze of the other party.

"Ah......h

A cloud of shapeless water screamed miserably, drilling out of its corpse, Liu Qinghuan wanted to kill it all, but before he could make a move, the other party quickly melted like ice and snow melting, and escaped into the smoke in an instant.

The smoke was rolling, and the demon cultivators of the Qi clan had already come to find the sound, Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, and then stepped out, and in a blink of an eye, he was hundreds of zhang away.

The enemy is strong, and it is necessary to temporarily avoid its front and open up to a larger space to have a detour.

But with a bang, the red-black fire suddenly rose, instantly turning the dense jungle below into nothing, and forming a wall of fire that completely blocked the area.

The heat was so intense that it struck me, and through the tumbling but translucent wall of fire, everything on the other side curled and became unreal.

Liu Qinghuan stopped, pondered for a while, and looked back, only to see the female in the distance with a miserable white face on her back, staring at him expressionlessly, and the ground below her had turned into a dry and cracked scorched earth.

"Boom!" The demon cultivator of the Clan had already caught up, and in a strange posture, he arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye, and the fangs that protruded out of his lips seemed to become even longer, and he pounced again without saying a word.

The demon beast phantom that appeared before rushed out of his body first, blocking all directions like a dark shadow in the sky, making people have nowhere to escape.

Liu Qinghuan's expression was awe-inspiring, the phantom was the law form cultivated by the monk, and it was powerful, so he heard it raise his head and let out a long cry like a lion and a deer, and the power of the divine beast that made people tremble spread out.

With a buzz in his head, Liu Qinghuan's light body was like being pressed on his shoulders by a huge mountain, becoming stagnant and stiff.

"Hahaha, look where you're still running, obediently let me search for the soul!"

The demon cultivator of the Xuan clan showed a smug look, and grabbed him with a big palm, actually trying to capture him alive!

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(Tianjin)