Li Qianmo frowned and said, "Lingdang, didn't you promise me to be obedient?"
Ling Dang's mouth tightened, her eyes were full of tears, and she said sadly: "I don't want to leave my brother, not even to death." As he spoke, he clenched Li Qianmo's hands tighter.
When Li Qianmo heard this, he raised his head and closed his eyes. After a long time, he shook his head and sighed: "That's all, let's bury our group here today. We can be together on the road to hell."
Seeing this, Wang Xinren sneered and said: "What a life-or-death farewell, Li Qianmo. It's not that we are not kind enough. You have also seen it. They don't want to leave themselves. No wonder we are."
Li Qianmo looked at him with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "Now that the matter has come to this, why do you have to be so pretentious? I, Li Qianmo, have always been worthy of God in my work, but I am guilty of harboring a jade. I don't believe it. If I don't have these two things in me,
Treasures, how could you mobilize so many troops to hunt me down? You are all blinded by lard and thinking about my two treasures."
Wang Xinren put his hands behind his hands and said loudly: "You killed my disciples of the Five Elements Sect first, and it is reasonable and reasonable for our Five Elements Sect to pursue you." Li Qianmo snorted coldly and was noncommittal.
The other monks who had no grudge against Li Qianmo were so ashamed after hearing what he said that they all looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
In order to get rid of the bad reputation of killing people and seizing treasures, Mu Wancheng stepped forward and said loudly: "Li Qianmo, my child Mu Lingfeng lost his life after he came to Hezhou, Xiniu, but what did you do?"
Li Qianmo's chest was blocked and he coughed for a moment. He chuckled and said, "What does your son's death in Xiniu Hezhou have to do with me? Do all the people who died in Xiniu Hezhou count as Li Qianmo's fault?"
Mu Wancheng said coldly: "My little disciple reported that my son found your trace and then chased you. He never appeared again. How dare you say that you didn't kill him."
Hearing this, Li Qianmo looked up to the sky and laughed. His injuries were affected, and he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood again. He sneered: "He came to kill me, why can't I kill him? Yes, he was killed by me, and I killed everyone."
, Anyway, I fell into your hands today, and I don’t expect to be able to escape. All the sins are my fault, and you are satisfied!” He almost yelled at the end, causing his injuries again, and he kept coughing wildly.
The disciple surnamed Hou from Xiaoyao Valley suddenly spoke: "You are a thief. You killed your mentor and betrayed your sect. How can you live in this world with dignity? You, a traitor who is worse than a pig or a dog, will be punished by everyone."
Bai Mu's eyes widened angrily when he heard this, and he cursed: "Ten thousand stinky bullshit on your mother, I see you seem to be very itchy. Come on, come on, let's do ten thousand rounds with grandpa first." After that, he was about to move.
He raised the bell and came forward to fight.
All the disciples in Xiaoyao Valley were injured. If they dared to fight with him again, they all took out their magic weapons and retreated as if facing a formidable enemy.
Many monks booed Li Qianmo one after another, scolded Li Qianmo for his wolfish ambitions, and acted generously to do justice for heaven.
When Li Qianmo saw everyone's faces, he couldn't help but sneered, his laughter full of misery.
The elder of the Five Elements Sect named Wu said slowly: "Senior Brother Bai and Senior Brother Fei have talked enough. Let's take down this thief quickly to avoid a long night of nightmares."
The other two people nodded one after another, and Wang Xinren smiled and said: "Three uncles, if you can't kill a chicken with a sledgehammer, let me take the lead."
The old man surnamed Bai frowned and said, "Didn't you say that that female doll is very powerful? Are you sure you can deal with her?"
Wang Xinren cupped his hands and said, "If I lose, it won't be too late to ask three more uncles to take action."
The old man surnamed Fei gently stroked his white beard, nodded and said: "Okay, you go and meet the female doll first, so that we can see her magical powers and origins."
Wang Xinren received the order, turned around and rushed towards Li Qianmo, slapping down Li Qianmo with his palm. His palm print was like a canopy coming down from the sky, with an extraordinary momentum.
Bai Mu exclaimed: "Bell, ring back quickly."
Bell was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and pushed, a larger void palm mark rose into the sky, defeated Wang Xinren's palm mark, and slapped Wang Xinren.
Wang Xinren pulled out the magical sword and shouted loudly. The five-colored sword sword exploded ten feet long and stabbed at the palm print. There was a faint sound of thunder, which shocked people's hearts. All the monks around him cheered in unison when they saw it.
The five-colored sword gang was really powerful. It broke the bell's palm print and attacked them. The bell stamped its jade foot and flew up into the sky. He stretched out two fists and smashed the sword gang. Wang Xinren was overjoyed when he saw this and thought to himself: "Anyone can
Even if you have advanced cultivation, you can't fight against my Five Elements Sword Gang with your bare hands. You're really asking for death." Thinking of this, he poured all his strength into the sword gang, and suddenly the colorful light became bright and dazzling, and many monks were stabbed by the light.
I had to close my eyes.
Li Qianmo shouted loudly: "Bell, get out of the way, you are invincible!"
The two of them struck out like the wind. Before he could finish shouting, their fists had already collided with the sword, making a loud sound like rolling thunder. The two of them flew backwards and flew back. Wang Xinren's sword immediately collapsed and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
There was blood, and Lingdang's hands were dripping with blood, which was shocking.
Li Qianmo held the bell with both hands. He was so distressed that he almost shed tears. He scolded: "Silly girl, you don't want your life. Use your hands to catch his sword and magical power."
Lingdang shook his head and said seriously: "He wants to harm my brother, and I can't let him succeed."
Bai Mu looked at Ling Dang's bloody hands and sighed: "Okay, now even Ling Dang is injured, there's no chance for us."
Li Qianmo smiled bitterly and said: "I have no intention of relying on the bell to save us this time. There are three giant masters on the opposite side. How can the bell be able to defeat them?"
Chu Chu said: "I remember last time Miss used a black knife and it was very powerful. Miss, can you try using the black knife?"
Lingdang said in confusion: "What black knife? I don't have a knife?"
Chu Chu said: "You seem to have refined a black sword magic weapon, but you don't know it. You peer into the sea of qi to see if you can find it, and then take it out."
Lingdang shook her head blankly: "My brother taught me some endoscopic skills, but I can't learn it."
When Chu Chu heard this, he felt disappointed and sighed: "Forget it then, we can only leave it to fate."
The old man surnamed Bai inspected Wang Xinren's injuries, nodded, and said: "Yes, this little girl's cultivation is indeed very advanced. She was able to receive a full blow from Junior Nephew Wang with her bare hands and even injure him.
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The old man surnamed Wu said: "She has lost her mind. That punch just now was not her true strength. I estimate that her true cultivation is at the early stage of the second level of Hedao."
Although the voices of the three of them were not loud, everyone around them could hear clearly. When they heard that Ling Dang's cultivation was at the early stage of the second level of Hedao, everyone was stunned and couldn't believe that this nervous little girl was actually a giant.
Masters, many people are secretly glad that they did not rush forward to seek bad luck.
The old man surnamed Bai said slowly: "Now that we have tested her cultivation level, let's not be idle any longer.
The old man surnamed Fei stepped forward with a smile and said: "I haven't made a move for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect that the first time I would make a move would be with a little girl. It's really unpredictable."
While the three of them were talking, they walked over to Li Qianmo. Their long sleeves were fluttering as if they were strolling in a courtyard, and they were as graceful as immortals. They stood in front of Li Qianmo with bells and glared at each other. They puffed their cheeks and shouted: "You are not allowed to get close to my brother."
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The old man surnamed Wu smiled calmly and said: "Girl, take my move first." He raised his left hand while talking and laughing, and a fire dragon came out around his arm, spiraling and growing in size, and in a moment it grew to several dozen feet long.
"It's the True Gang Flame Dragon!" Mu Wancheng on the side exclaimed when he saw this.
The fire dragon opened its mouth and roared loudly. The sound shook the clouds and was heard within a thousand miles. After a long roar, it circled towards Li Qianmo and the others.
When Li Qianmo saw the fire dragon, his face turned pale. He was quite knowledgeable about the way of fire and knew the origin of the fire dragon. This fire dragon was actually a magic weapon called "Zhen Gang Yan Dragon".
To refine a magic weapon like Zhen Gang Flame Dragon, you must have two main materials, namely Zhen Gang Yanhuo and Jiaolong Yuanshen. Zhengan Yanhuo is a sixth-grade fire, a rare material that can be encountered but not sought, and Jiaolong Yuanshen
It must be the soul of the seventh-grade monster dragon. The seventh-grade monster has the cultivation level of a giant. It is extremely difficult to obtain its soul.
After collecting these two major materials, the owner of the magic weapon needs to refine it himself, fusing the true flames with the dragon spirit. When a dragon encounters fierce fire, it will naturally struggle. The person who refines it needs to constantly use his own spirit to enslave the dragon spirit and suppress it.
Its resistance lasts for three months before this magic weapon can take shape.
These methods are easy to say, but surprisingly difficult to do. However, correspondingly, the power of this True Gang Flame Dragon is also extremely amazing, and it can be called the best among middle-grade holy weapons.
When Ling Dang saw the fire dragon coming, he let out an angry breath, his eyes suddenly turned red, he stamped his little foot, and he quickly pulled up his body, unknowingly there was a black knife in his hand.
"Be careful!" Li Qianmo and Elder Bai screamed at the same time.
Li Qianmo was naturally worried about Bell, while Elder Bai was worried about Elder Wu. Elder Bai then shouted: "That's the God-killing Sword for repairing the Demon Cave!"
Just as he finished speaking, Bell had already slashed at the Fire Dragon. The long knife pulled out a black light, cutting the Fire Dragon into two pieces like a curtain. The Fire Dragon let out a scream and spat out a stream of red flame dragon breath, which went straight towards the Bell. The purple...
The dragon's breath came very quickly, and it was in front of the bell in the blink of an eye.
She struck out with a knife, but couldn't hold back, so she had to move the knife horizontally, holding up an arc-shaped black curtain in front of her. The dragon's breath struck the black curtain, and the bell's true energy disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it was swallowed by flames.
Hearing a scream from the bell, he flew back and landed next to Li Qianmo. His whole body was scorched black by the flames, most of his eyebrows and hair were burned off, and the wounds on his body were bleeding.
Bai Mu was so frightened that he asked: "What kind of fire is this? It's so powerful that it can even swallow the body-protecting energy?"
Li Qianmo quickly checked Lingdang's pulse, frowned, and after a moment said slowly: "Fortunately, I was only hit by the fire dragon's breath, and the injury was not serious."
The zhenqi around Lingdang's body had just been burned out by the flames, and then she lost all her strength. At this time, the zhenqi continued to rise, and her body gained strength. She stood up, touched her face and hair, and screamed: "Ah, I
My eyebrows and my hair were all burned, and they were all burned away." After saying this, he knelt down, held his head and cried loudly. Everyone looked at him in confusion.
The old man surnamed Wu defeated Ling Ding in one fell swoop, but he didn't look happy at all. His brows were twisted into knots. His fire dragon was cut in two by Ling Ding and turned into two flames that were about to collapse. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and was shocked.
Angrily said: "How could it be possible? How could he have the God-killing Sword to restrain the soul? Isn't this the magic weapon that made Fan Tian that old devil famous? How could it be in the hands of this little girl?"