Just when Wang Li had just penetrated the treasure bag of this master cultivator with his spiritual consciousness and felt that the ferocious dead monsters were a bit scary, He Lingxiu looked coldly at the master cultivator who was fighting with her and asked: "You
Are you annoyed, have you had enough fun?"
The master cultivator's brows suddenly frowned.
Naturally, he had no interest in arguing with this little girl.
But just when he was thinking about what method he would use next to pose a real threat to He Lingxiu, he suddenly sensed something and looked under his body in disbelief.
Several wisps of black flames wrapped around his legs without him noticing at all.
boom!
A circle of transparent ripples instantly appeared under his feet.
These wisps of black flame were instantly defeated by this circle of transparent ripples.
At the same time, the body of this master cultivator had appeared several feet away.
But at this moment, the look of disbelief in this master cultivator's eyes became even more intense.
His eyes fell on his belly.
A magic sword condensed with black real fire had penetrated his back and pierced out from his abdomen.
"How can it be?"
He couldn't believe this was true.
It was as if he had hit his back against the newly formed magic sword.
Before he even became alert in his heart, before he thought about activating any defensive spells or magic weapons, his body was already pierced by this magical sword.
He Lingxiu just smiled coldly.
The sound coming out of this master cultivator's mouth had just sounded, and surging black fire surged out of his seven orifices at the same time.
Then black fire covered his entire face, and his entire body burned violently.
…
Wang Li looked at the treasure bag in his hand, he just hesitated for a breath.
In the next moment, he released all the contents of the Juexiu Na treasure bag at once.
But in just a snap of his fingers, all the things that had just been released from the treasure bag were put into the fish-shaped jade talisman.
"……."
Next, he looked at the treasure bag of the ultimate cultivator in his hand, and was absolutely speechless again.
The few strands of gray vitality wrapped around the mouth of the Nabao bag quietly disappeared at this moment.
And the few strands of golden thread-like seals at the mouth of the treasure bag have completely returned to their original state, and it seems that they have not been cracked at all.
It's hard to describe his mood at this time in words.
He is not a fool.
This gray Taoist temple standing in his sea of energy is absolutely out of his control, but judging from the gray energy at this time, it seems to be able to know his thoughts, and it can also
React proactively.
And more likely, it will judge on its own and do something on its own.
Looking at it now, absorbing the Yin Thunder in that formation stone was something it did directly and independently.
It's just that its vitality activities are so weird and mysterious that he himself can't even perceive how the vitality of this gray palace flows.
It's like he has no way of knowing how the Gray Palace absorbs Yin Lei and how it absorbs those spiritual poisons.
He couldn't even sense how the Gray Palace mobilized vitality or absorbed it. He only knew that when he felt it, the yin thunder and spiritual poison had already begun to enter his body.
Especially now, he clearly saw a few wisps of gray energy appear, and then saw these few wisps of gray energy disappear.
But it seemed like he was just looking at the magic trick.
It was just for fun.
He had no sense at all about the flow of these gray rays of energy.
It's like it has nothing to do with him at all.
Is this called embarrassment or depression?
Although the results seem to be surprising enough.
His thoughts were still on these elusive and powerful gray energy, but suddenly he felt a strange fluctuation of spiritual energy.
He instantly and subconsciously used a mimic talisman.
So there were two Wang Li and fourteen fish demons on the spot.
But at this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears, "Why, the Mimic Talisman doesn't need to consume spiritual sand?"
"Haha fellow Taoist!"
Wang Li was instantly overjoyed. He looked at He Lingxiu who appeared not far in front of him and said, "I was just about to think of a way to find you, and you appeared."
"Find me?"
He Lingxiu looked at him with disdain, "Can you find me? I'm afraid you don't even know what kind of magic circle this is."
Wang Li didn't feel ashamed at all, and said: "I can't see any tricks."
"This is the Huangtian Dao Formation." He Lingxiu looked at the master cultivator killed by Wang Li with an expressionless face and said, "It can be understood as the simplest Miluo Heavenly Dao Formation."
Wang Li blushed slightly and said, "I don't understand the Miluo Heavenly Dao Formation. I have never heard of it."
He Lingxiu obviously didn't want to explain anything anymore, and sneered: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you are a monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and you single-handedly killed a monk at the second level of Foundation Establishment, and you were also a top practitioner, so you don't want to say anything.
?”
"What did you say?" Wang Li patted his chest and said, "It's definitely not luck, it's definitely about strength!"
"hehe."
He Lingxiu smiled.
To be honest, she was not surprised by Wang Li's answer.
Although Wang Li is indeed a conversation genius with clear ideas, it seems that after getting along with him for a long time, she has become accustomed to Wang Li's routines.
"You also said that you practiced Xuantian Dao Jue?"
Her smile seemed a bit sinister inexplicably, "Fellow Daoist Wang, even those ancient sects in Zhongshen Continent that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years, their supreme secret method can only support them to overcome two or three small realms and suppress people."
Right? Then even those who are called immortal seedlings among the ancient sects, when they are at the seventh level of Qi Refining, they should only be able to deal with the monks at the first level of foundation building. They can deal with the supreme cultivators at the first level of foundation building.
He should be considered a real evildoer. But you killed a master cultivator on the second level of the foundation alone? Can't there be more sincerity between monks like you and me?"
"I am absolutely sincere!" Wang Lidao: "The Xuantian Dao Jue is guaranteed to be fake!"
"hehe!"
He Lingxiu suddenly had a sinister tooth-shaped spirit bone in his hand. She grabbed the spirit bone with her right hand and slapped the palm of her left hand. "You really don't think about it anymore and don't think about it carefully before answering?"
"Is this the spiritual material that contains the Yin Thunder?"
Wang Li looked at the spiritual bone in her hand, and the image of her quickly grabbing the spiritual bone when the master cultivator attacked suddenly appeared in his mind, and he suddenly realized it!
He suddenly screamed in frustration.
"Haha, fellow Taoist! You were afraid that those master cultivators would cause trouble and prevent this spiritual bone from falling into your hands."
"How badly do you want to hit me on the head?"
"In such a dangerous situation, the first thing you did was to rescue this spirit bone. You rescued me as soon as possible. If I were dead, what would you do with this spirit bone hammer?
?”
"What time is it now? We are still in this magic circle, and the other Taoist friends still don't know whether they are alive or dead. You actually want to take this spiritual bone and hit my head with it right away? You think you must
win?"
He Lingxiu listened to Wang Li's depressed cries, and her smile became brighter and more sinister, "Of course, since you refuse to repent, I can also change your name to He Biying or He Bisheng, so now you give