The raging fire burned on his body, and Li Xuan suddenly felt a burst of burning pain.
When Wang Likui saw Li Xuan being burned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Li Xuan let out a painful roar, and then slowly used the swastika method to hide his breath.
Feeling that Li Xuan's breath became weaker and weaker, Wang Likui slowly withdrew his spiritual power.
At this time, Li Xuan had already fallen underneath, as dark as a piece of charcoal.
"Little trash, you are the only thing you want to fight with me!"
Wang Likui slowly came to Li Xuan, looked down at Li Xuan's motionless look, and couldn't help but sneer: "I know you are not dead, hurry up and hand over the body tempering technique in your hand, otherwise I must
Torture you well!”
After saying that, Wang Likui went away with his spiritual sense, trying to find Li Xuan's storage magic weapon.
At this time, Wang Likui felt that he could decide Li Xuan, and he relaxed. There was only a thin layer of spiritual shield outside his body!
That's the time!
Li Xuan opened his eyes, a shiny light appeared in his eyes, then he jumped up from the ground, and then rushed towards the man.
In Wang Likui's astonished gaze, he showed a hint of astonishment, and then a look of horror appeared.
"Boy, you're cheating!"
Under Wang Likui's incredible gaze, the formation spiritual shield shattered directly, and Li Xuan's figure sank directly into the formation, came to him, and then kicked forward with all his strength.
In Li Xuan's body, the god was burning wildly, as if it had reached its limit, and waves of divine lights appeared.
This kick is invincible and is the most powerful blow that Li Xuan can make.
"Die for me!"
And Wang Likui naturally would not sit still and wait for death. His spiritual power suddenly exploded and he wanted to push Li Xuan out!
Li Xuan laughed loudly, looked at the shocked Jindan stage monk, and shouted: "Haha, you are still a chess game after all, so what about the middle stage of Jindan stage!"
Li Xuan kicked the spiritual power directly and fell directly on the chest of the Jindan stage cultivator.
Under Li Xuan's violent attack, Wang Likui's entire chest suddenly became sunken, and his figure flew back like a cannonball.
He felt his vitality fading away, and a strong expression of unwillingness appeared in his expression.
How could it be possible, how could I die at the hands of a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage?
Li Xuan was afraid that this person would have other means, so he chased after him and punched the monk in the head with a punch.
Suddenly a blood mist rose, and the head of the Jindan stage monk was beaten into a blood mist by Li Xuan.
Seeing this situation, Li Xuan felt relieved.
Without the Nascent Soul Stage and the body is destroyed, it is impossible to survive.
"I finally killed you, this stupid one. Now it's time to gain something again!"
Li Xuan laughed, then took off the storage ring that the golden elixir monk was staying on his finger.
However, there seemed to be a ban in the storage ring, and Li Xuan's spiritual sense could not detect it at all.
Then Li Xuan used his magic body to slowly break the ban with his spiritual sense, and his spiritual sense directly penetrated into it.
Li Xuan's spiritual sense swept over the storage ring, and his eyes suddenly narrowed with laughter.
The ancients are sincere in killing people and setting fires, and they will not deceive me!
This Jindan stage monk is indeed rich enough, with more than fifty medium-grade spirit stones and low-grade spirit stones, as high as a hill!
It is worth at least 20,000 spirit stones, as well as spiritual herbs, magic weapons and other items. It is estimated that there will be 50,000 low-grade spirit stones.
This is simply so cool. Killing someone is much more than wandering around this dark forest for a few days!
No wonder so many monks ambushed and hunted and robbed single monks!
What Li Xuan didn't know was that he killed a cultivator in the Jindan stage, and his wealth was naturally extremely rich.
You should know that there are no more than 60 Jindan monks in the entire Qingmu City, so they are naturally rich.
As for the Nascent Soul cultivators, there are even fewer ones, including the four sects and seven masters, and there seems to be one in the city lord's mansion, but only twelve people.
Moreover, Li Xuan also found that his swastika method seemed to have reached 90%.
It’s still ten percent away, and you can improve your spiritual roots and practice!
This time I came out, it was really cool!
Li Xuan happily took all these things into his pocket, this magic weapon for a long gun.
Li Xuan weighed it and found that it was made of star iron and was extremely hard all over.
You can use this thing yourself.
Now my physical strength is so strong that this spear is very hard. If it is refined into a stick and used as a weapon of my physical body, my combat power will definitely be greatly improved.
Physical weapons do not require many precious spiritual iron objects, they only need to be hard enough.
"You are so unlucky, you actually met me!"
Li Xuan flipped his hand, and then a talisman appeared in his hand and released it towards the corpse on the ground!
Suddenly, a ball of flame burned the body directly, and Li Xuan took out a set of clothes from the storage space and changed it back.
Li Xuan then dealt with the scene before leaving here and plundering spiritual herbs nearby.
In another direction in the Night Forest, the ancestor of the Wang family, Wang Qu, also led several sects to walk through the Night Forest.
"Senior, this is our harvest today!"
Five monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage respectfully presented the storage bags in their hands.
Looking at these five Foundation Establishment Cultivators, Wang Qu's eyes showed a murderous intent!
A burst of spiritual power filled out and immediately turned into endless sharp blades and rushed towards the few people.
Suddenly a blood mist rose, and no one was able to scream.
For him, destroying these five cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage was like stepping on a few ants to death.
Then, he looked to the other side, which belonged to Xiang Lihua.
"What a pity, with such a good talent, I will definitely enter the God Transformation Stage in the future. After this hunting conference, the Piaoxue Sect should no longer exist!"
Then, Wang Qu sat cross-legged and began to rest for tomorrow's battle!
Time gradually passed, and the third day passed directly.
Li Xuan and the others also returned to the camp.
It's time to count the harvest again.
Today, these people have gained more, and none of them are less than seven thousand spirit stones.
However, Li Xuan was less than yesterday, with only the demon pills and spirit grass worth ten thousand spirit stones.
However, in three days, there were 10,000 points, and Li Xuan was very satisfied with this result.
According to the convention, the formation was formed, and several people sat cross-legged and began to refine the invading demon power, and Li Xuan started his small barbecue again.