The middle-aged traveler didn't know that Zhao Li had something in his words, but just smiled:

"If you are sleepy, you'll be fine to eat something. Come on, that's fine."

Zhao Li took the food handed over by the middle-aged man. The beast car charged 37 crystal coins. The food was not bad. There was a piece of barbecue the size of a fist, poured with brown sauce made of crumbled mushrooms and pork belly. There was also a roasted golden and crispy oil cake with sesame seeds on it and there were fresh vegetables when blanched. Then sprayed hot oil and sprinkled with chopped green onion and millet pepper, which was a refreshing side dish.

The meat is a little old, the side dishes are very delicious, and the oil cakes are good, which is not worse than ordinary stalls.

Overall it's pretty good.

Zhao Li commented in his heart.

Looking at the completely different scenery outside from Yuanshuo, listening to the dialects of different places in the beast cart, which was very different from the brief battle just now. He picked up a bite of the dish and felt that what he said just now was quite stylish, but no one understood it, which was a pity.

That's what it means to walk in the night with brocade clothes...

But it was said to be a nap, but it was actually going to kill someone.

Zhao Li bit the side dish and silently complained in Chinese:

"I'm so happy to kill someone in my dream..."

When Zhao Li started to look at the quiet and peaceful scenery outside, and had a meal that was just right at the entrance, which was a generous meal.

Yuanshuo City·Yizhuang.

The two sides contacted each other, and the battle ended soon when one side was determined to leave.

The ancestor of the Wei family turned into a stream of light and chased and killed the masters of Guiquan Realm.

The vast aura at the level of the half-step Dharma body is extremely terrifying, like a star, and it has left the city in a blink of an eye.

This time the encounter was at the home court of the Renjiansi. Guiquanjie was already at a disadvantage and only planned to leave quickly. In fact, there was no particularly fierce conflict between the two sides. When they did not understand the characteristics of Guiquanjie's unafraid of death, Renjiansi was unable to successfully leave them all.

Wei Buping wiped the blood that splashed on his face, holding a sword in one hand.

The wind around gradually subsided.

Wei Buping stepped on a master of Guiquan Realm under his feet. He carefully cut off the man's spine, eyebrows, spiritual platform and other places, forcibly cut off the connection between the three souls and seven spirits, and the physical body. He was able to live to the age of retirement in the Human World, and was still intact. Not to mention the others, he had enough experience and was ruthless to start.

The warrior from the human world next to him asked him:

"Old Wei, what should we do with the bodies of these guys?"

Wei Buping looked around. The Human Resources came prepared and suppressed with absolute force. Only part of Guiquan Realm escaped, and the rest died on the spot. Recalling what Zhao Li said three days ago, he pondered: "Take the body away, these people do not seem to be so easy to be killed, and it is not safe to stay here."

"yes."

Many experts from the Humanities Department clean up the mess.

Wei Buping looked at the sword stained with blood in his hand, sighed, raised his eyes to look at the moonlight, a little sad and a little sigh.

Wei Buping just wants to live a peaceful life with peace of mind.

I was originally thinking that there was no scene for him in this matter.

Who knows that the ancestor is interested?

Well, the ancestors took action, how could he avoid it?

There are also those who just cut off the Renjiansi and Guiquan Realm. I don’t know who they were. They could leave under the nose of the Wei family ancestor who was half-step Dharma body realm. Their strength is probably at least the peak of the Dharma body. They are powerful monks approaching the level of immortals. According to the habits of the Renjian Realm, they must find out their identity and feet.

Wei Buping looked a little solemn. He stroked his beard, but he thought of something and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, at least Zhao Li was left to the general...

At least there will be no new trouble.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Wei Buping's mouth, and he felt that his whole shoulders were relaxed, as if he had taken off the burden.

I still have some money on my body, so I can have some spiritual tea on the way back...

This time, it will not be disturbed by that guy Zhao Li.

Just now, a battle at the design Dharma Body level broke out here. Although the main battlefield was at high altitude and the city protection formation in Yuanshuo City suppressed the activity of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it had not caused particularly huge results. For example, the level of destruction of the city area, the Dharma Body level was already inhuman.

The slightly leaked breath is also terrible enough.

In addition, before this, there was a short battle inside the Yizhuang village, but it involved a real-person level. The hall was dilapidated and had already completely collapsed and turned into a ruin. Many masters from the Human Resources walked on the ruins. After cleaning up the mess, they each captured the masters of Guiquan Realm, or helped their comrades in their arms, ready to leave.

After walking a few steps, a crowd of people stood in front of them.

The leader was an old man with a bowed waist, with wrinkles on his face and crutches. There were rows of people wearing brown clothes and even single clothes inside. They were obviously awakened from their sleep. They looked at the ruins of the hall with a confused face, obviously not very clear, and then they widened their eyes and were stunned.

Why did you feel good before going to bed? When you open your eyes, the hall that was built not long after it collapsed?!

It's just repaired!

Wei Buping showed off his waist card and politely stated his identity, saying:

"The Human Resources Department performs official duties."

The old man's eyes twitched. He looked at the people of the Renjiansi, then looked at the collapsed main hall, and fell into silence. After a while, he took a deep breath and said in the calm tone as possible:

"Humanji?"

The voice paused, and the old man said quietly: "It's you again..."

Wei Buping looked at the people in front of him, and a feeling of something bad appeared in his heart, and subconsciously touched his own wallet.

……………………

Zhao Li drank a bowl of lotus paste and egg flower soup.

The delicious taste made him a little more energetic. At night, the sky was dim. Even the beast pulling the cart did not feel very tired, but took the initiative to slow down. It was only 60% of the time he ran around during the day. The eyes of the two small houses widened and red light appeared. In the darkness, they looked like daytime.

Everyone rested at night.

After all, most of them are practitioners, and it is not difficult to sit and rest. The beast car became extremely quiet and no one spoke. Zhao Li also closed his eyes and restrained his breath. His consciousness actively rose and came to the white space.

In the white world, there are three things next to the scroll, one is the burial spear, one is the ancient sword hidden in the Hunyuan cone, and the other is a ball of black light, fluctuating and unstable. There is a talisman in it, with dense spiritual patterns rising and falling like a python, releasing a cold spiritual charm. It is what Zhao Li got from the master of Guiquan Realm.

When the opponent was in his hand, it turned into a long sword. After being washed by the Buddha's light, it turned into a talisman, but it was not damaged at all and was taken away by Zhao Li.

In addition to this object, his battle also absorbed the breath of more than ten monks from Guiquan's lineage in the eyebrows.

At this moment, the black talisman on the scroll was already deeper than before, revealing a faint breath of water waves, as if it was about to evolve from this talisman into other shapes. It was mysterious and mysterious. Zhao Li stretched out his hand and held the death talisman in his hand, as if he had held a piece of thousands of years of black ice, and the extremely terrifying cold spread along his palm.

Zhao Li couldn't help but exhale a cold breath and subconsciously mobilized his magic power.

At this moment, the talisman light suddenly lit up, and Zhao Li's pupils contracted slightly. In an instant, the turning point of the talisman's change reflected in Zhao Li's mind extremely clearly, as if there was a tall god holding an invisible large brush in his hand, like a dragon and a snake. The talisman was written in his mind one by one, and the charm of the talisman was extremely clear.

Zhao Li seemed to be in the position of a bystander, looking at the god, or the world in shock, writing this talisman over and over again, without realizing his loss of consciousness, almost putting all his consciousness on the strokes that contained the rules of the great way of heaven and earth.

Even he didn't know how long it had passed before he came to his senses from that strange state.

He lowered his eyes and saw that the talisman in the scroll had returned to its original state. The aura he had obtained from more than a dozen Guiquan cultivators seemed to have been completely consumed. Zhao Li closed his eyes, and in the darkness, he could still see the deep talisman, which remained clearly in front of his eyes like a river, and his heart moved slightly.

"This is……"

Zhao Li stretched out his hand, pointed like a sword, mobilized his magic power to write according to the talisman in his mind.

The magic power that should have been biased towards the Fire genus has faded away all the temperature at the moment of writing.

As he wrote it out one stroke at a time, a deep light and shadow appeared in the air. Zhao Li felt that his strong magic power had consumed more than 30% of it to finish the word, and pointed forward and said with a sound, the talisman turned into black streaming light, rushed out, and landed on a monk who had transformed from the white clouds.

The monk simulated by the cloud energy was penetrated almost instantly, his body was not injured, but he fell down and disintegrated into cloud energy.

If an ordinary person is beaten to move with this move.

The three souls and seven spirits are moved, and they are even directly beaten out of the body.

Even if you have enough cultivation, your soul will be shaken and there will be flaws that should not have appeared.

Zhao Li has rich combat experience. He saw the power of this move clearly, and his expression was slightly solemn. Looking at the dim talisman in the scroll, he thought in his heart and realized that this talisman was remembered by him before he looked directly at this ancient god of death in the world, in the river where death gathered.

Now it seems that it is probably part of the rule of death, and it is the authority of the ancient god of death.

The breath of the monks in Guiquan Realm is also the breath of the sleeping ancient god of death.

Therefore, when the talisman he mastered absorbed the breath of a monk Guiquan, it can be somehow equivalent to the sleeping ancient god using his breath to activate his authority and will show some power. Although these auras are definitely thin and pitiful compared to that existence, his talisman is far less than that of his real authority, and it is still enough to try to activate it for a moment.

Therefore, it will passively reveal the power that the ancient god of death used in the past.

Zhao Li twitched his lips.

Is this considered stealing other people's magical powers after stealing authority?

It seemed that he even killed the other party's believers.

Zhao Li coughed and said apologizing with a little guilty apology to the great existence sleeping at the gathering of death. His eyes shifted and he noticed the talisman again.

Being able to enter the white space is definitely of extraordinary value.

Don't know what's the use.

Zhao Li waved his hand and let the talisman fall into his hand. The tentacles were cold, as if it was because he had mastered the talisman. The talisman was very honest. Zhao Li thought of the monk Guiquan turning the talisman into a long sword, and his heart moved slightly. He swung his wrist and a deep light lit up on the talisman, like a ball of darkness.

Another swing, the clamor of a sudden sound turned into a chain that turned into an inverted hook, wrapped in the air, like a python, swimming slowly, exuding the chill of the commanding ghosts that instinctively felt cold and fearful.

PS: Today's first update...
Chapter completed!