"The monster seems to have said that the True King of Daheishan will definitely avenge him." Taoist Lieyang finally recalled the last words of the four-armed owl, which may have been a desperate threat or the last hope.

In fact, they are just monsters trying to embolden themselves. How can monsters know what the actual situation is?

He had forgotten a little about the past two months.

I forgot that this is within Daheishan. At the same time, because of the stable mining, I feel that Daheishan is nothing more than that.

There are also Jindan Grandmasters and Chiwu Sects.

And when the spiritual stones are sufficient, they will soon have a second golden elixir master.

Taoist Lieyang finally understood why the ghost cultivator in front of him was angry. He should be from Daheishan.

The sect had already expected that the Ghost King of the Great Black Mountain would know about it. It was just a matter of time. He immediately sneered and mocked: "The Ghost King of the Great Black Mountain will send you a fierce ghost who is in the early stage of foundation building to die?"

Now that there are signs of being discovered, we can only deal with it with all our strength.

If they had not wanted to stabilize Daheishan, they would have killed the four-armed owl long ago, and they would not have spent manpower and material resources to set up a mountain sealing formation and seal off the entire Nanming Ridge.

The red-haired Taoist's expression became calm, and all his expressions seemed to disappear at this moment, leaving only indifference.

She gently moved her fingers and said faintly: "You dare to steal things so brazenly. The Red Bird Sect is indeed a group of bird thieves."

Taoist Lieyang suddenly felt his emotions surge, and his energy and blood flowed backwards throughout his body, and shouted: "You are looking for death!"

He didn't think too deeply about why this was the case.

Moreover, the ghost cultivator in front of me cannot reach the early stage of foundation building, which is two small realms away.

He can take away the body of evil spirits with one sword.

"rise."

The flying swords surrounding him turned into auras and suddenly intertwined into a large net. The raging flames blocked the entire surrounding area, and also blocked the red-haired ghost's escape route.

The vertical lines on the red-haired Taoist's forehead rotate.

The lines of heaven and earth in the upper and lower realms of ignorance expanded rapidly, and the snowflake-like crystals turned into light masks.

His eyes turned from black to red, and the flowing nodes in the center of the red black flame network were instantly displayed in front of the red-haired Taoist.

With one step forward, the sword pill turned into a stream of light and hit the node. The entire blazing flame network disappeared instantly, and even the flying Red Crow Flying Sword was knocked back.

Taoist Lieyang grabbed the flying sword, a look of confusion and horror flashed in his eyes.

"It's a coincidence."

He could only think so.

It might be easy for the Golden Pill Grandmaster to break his Taoism, but what he is seeing is only in the early stage of foundation building. How can he break through the Blazing Sword Technique so quickly with such cultivation strength.

The red-haired Taoist continued to flex his fingers and said calmly, as if indifferently: "Chiwu Sect, it's just like this, the techniques are just like a thief like you, they are all bad."

"you……"

Taoist Lieyang finally realized something was wrong.

Why is his mood so complicated? That's all. There is a vague feeling of overwork and injury to the internal organs.

A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Taoist Lieyang looked inside his body and found that his internal organs were slightly damaged due to his emotional fluctuations.

Although it is very weak, it cannot be ignored.

For top monks, even a slight internal injury can easily put them at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, the other party was only in the early stage of foundation building, which was the only thing he was lucky about, otherwise he would have been in trouble today.

"mean!"

The red-haired ghost cultivator smiled, and his voice became even colder: "Isn't it despicable to steal my things?"

"Isn't it despicable to kill this person?"

"How do you have the face to say such things? It's really disgusting."

The Five Labors and Seven Injuries Technique is indeed very powerful, but the cultivation level of this incarnation is too low. Even if it is subtle, it cannot hurt the root. If his true form is here, the Five Labors and Seven Injuries Technique can make people go crazy.

"Monster, how dare you mess with someone's mind!" Taoist Lieyang was about to say something else.

But he was interrupted by the red-haired ghost cultivator: "Don't bark, let's look at the level of the technique."

Taoist Lieyang was furious. He knew he was in the wrong, but now his fig leaf was lifted naked. He became so angry that he said two words: "Seeking death!"

The red-haired ghost cultivator must die here.

Not only because the red-haired ghost cultivator discovered the situation in Nanming Ridge, but also because the red-haired ghost cultivator affected his Taoist heart.

It's like a thorn, no matter how high-sounding it is, it's still dirty.

After being uncovered, the thorns will grow crazily. If they are not removed, their cultivation will be affected in the future.

"kill!"

Taoist Lieyang's escape light flickered and appeared in front of the red-haired ghost cultivator.

The most important thing in close combat is strength, cultivation, and foundation.

The strength of the red-haired ghost cultivator is only in the early stage of foundation building. No matter how sophisticated the opponent's spells are, he cannot take advantage of such a head-to-head fight.

With one sword swing, thousands of red sword lights converged into a huge sword shadow.

There were more than ten sword shadows, cutting everything around him into two pieces.

Even the grass, trees, rocks, and ants and insects walking on the ground are all there.

The red-haired ghost cultivator saw the sword coming vertically, but the strength of this incarnation of the Yin God was too weak. It was so weak that the Dharma Eye could clearly see the trajectory of the sword shadow but could not avoid it.

Boom.

Blood suddenly sprayed out, and the figure in black robe also fell from the sky.

Finally regained consciousness in mid-air.

The red-haired ghost cultivator sighed: "This incarnation is too weak."

While sighing, Taoist Lieyan, who was wearing a red sun robe, threw out the talisman and immediately froze the figure of the red-haired ghost cultivator.

"Fire Dragon Technique."

The two-hand seals are transformed and the techniques are formed.

"disease."

A fire dragon emerged from his seal, opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards the red-haired ghost cultivator who fell from the sky.

Bang.

While the red-haired ghost cultivator was swallowed by the fire dragon's bite, his body spiraled and compressed, and finally exploded.

Even though it was in the air, the aftermath of this battle still blasted a huge deep pit on the ground.

"snort."

Taoist Lieyang laughed disdainfully, and his originally ugly expression softened a lot.

It took a long time and even some internal injuries to kill this ghost cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

It's a bit embarrassing to say it out loud.

Fortunately, it's over, I feel refreshed naturally, and even the waves in my heart have disappeared.

The Qi practitioners guarding the formation had long seen the fighting outside, but now that Taoist Lieyang took action, they were relieved.

"it's over."

"There is no need to question the elder's strength."

"Is this the fighting method of the foundation-building monks? It's really breathtaking."

The monks in the formation were all amazed. Although this fight took place between lightning and flint, if they were in that situation, they would probably be killed with one blow.

"After all, it's still..."

One of the civilians stared blankly at the fireworks in the sky.

Then he looked at the tired people behind him, dragging their backpacks.

They didn't understand why they did this. They only knew that the immortal master recruited many people and mined ores day and night. Although they had food, many people would still die.

The look in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he couldn't help but pray: "Where is the way out?"

…

Phew.

Taoist Lieyang's eyes suddenly widened, and his protective light shield shattered.

Although his talisman robe was not penetrated, the huge force still caused him to vomit blood, swayed, and almost lost his balance.

"Does killing me make you happy?"

The voice came from behind.
To be continued...