After entering Yunling Mountain, Tian Xiaojian encountered many bumps and dangers along the way.
But no matter whether it is a trap, a ban, or a demon, if it appears now, it can only kill the immortal cultivators in the elixir condensation stage. Tian Xiaojian's strength is naturally not enough to pose a threat to him.
But this cunning guy also saw something wrong with this place.
Originally, he came here because he was curious after learning that Lin Xuan had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, but now he naturally did not want to continue taking risks.
After a slight hesitation, Tian Xiaojian planned to go back the same way.
Although it was surrounded by fog, Tian Xiaojian had already used secret techniques to mark it secretly when he came here.
It is naturally much safer to go the original way.
However, Tian Xiaojian's light escape was still not very fast, and he quietly used several protective treasures. After all, he had seen too many monks' bones along the way.
Although the self-control magical power is much deeper, I don't dare to be careless.
"Huh!"
Tian Xiaojian's light suddenly slowed down and stopped. A small mountain peak stood in front of him.
The young master of Li Yao Palace's eyes flickered, and his expression darkened.
If he remembered correctly, it should be a smooth road with no mountain peaks.
There was nothing wrong with his cold gaze, but the cautious look on Tian Xiaojian's face became stronger.
He didn't believe that he would remember it wrong. After all, as long as he was an immortal cultivator, almost everyone could have a photographic memory.
Tian Xiaojian's eyes narrowed, and without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and held it in front of his chest. Suddenly, a burst of demonic energy flew out of his body, rolled back, turned into a wisp of black light, and slashed hard on the mountain peak.
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Boom!
The gravel splashed and fell like rain.
He had cut off a small piece of the entire mountain, but there was still no abnormality.
A trace of doubt flashed in Tian Xiaojian's eyes. Could it be that he really remembered it wrong?
After thinking for a moment, his whole body was wrapped in demonic energy again, and he slowly flew towards the mountain peak.
But an almost invisible shadow emerged quietly, quietly approaching from behind him.
Tian Xiaojian seemed unaware of anything.
The phantom was overjoyed. Seeing that it was less than three feet away from the target, it suddenly twisted and turned into a ferocious face, and bit down hard.
Click...
There was a sound of teeth clashing together, the phantom biting the air, Tian Xiaojian was blurred for a while, and then disappeared without a trace.
With a flash of black light, the grimace had been cut in half, and a three-foot green blade came into view, a simple-looking fairy sword.
"ah!"
At the moment when the ghost face was extinguished, a shrill scream was heard, and then a beautiful woman in red stumbled up next to a big tree on the roadside.
This woman is probably in her early thirties. She is not very young, and her appearance is only average, but her figure is extremely hot...
With his bare feet, he was obviously practicing the art of charm, and he was actually an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
But at this moment, her face was filled with shock and anger. The ghostly face that was destroyed just now was the shadow puppet she had trained.
It can also be regarded as a kind of distraction, which is naturally connected with the body's mind. After death, the vitality will be greatly reduced.
"Haha, I didn't expect Fourth Senior Sister to be here too. I'm so far away." Tian Xiaojian had a kind smile on his lips, but a vicious light flashed in his eyes.
This woman is also a disciple of the great elder of Li Yao Palace. She is a fellow sect with him in name, but secretly, she regards his junior disciple as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.
If I hadn't been alert just now, even if I didn't die, I would definitely have been seriously injured.
"You...how did you find me?" The woman's face was full of resentment, but combined with her charm, there was a different kind of temptation in the eyes of the man.
"Sister, this is a good question, but do you think I will tell you?" Tian Xiaojian spoke sarcastically. The other party's charming skills had no effect on him.
He reached out and made a move, and the fairy sword flew in front of him with gleaming magic light. It was the magic weapon that he had successfully refined with great difficulty, the Netherworld Heart-Breaking Sword.
"Okay, okay, junior brother, you are indeed good, but you can't live today." Before the woman could finish her words, she stretched out her hand, patted her waist, and a flag was raised by her.
Master has always been very partial to this boy, and even intended to pass on his mantle. Naturally, this was something that the few disciples who had started first would never want to see.
However, in the main altar, there were many people and they were protected by their master. Although they hated Tian Xiaojian in their hearts, they did not dare to do anything. But now...