The old Taoist Baimei ignored Li Tianqiu, and his figure flashed and disappeared. Outside the collapsed cave entrance, the four great gods and demons, who were Panmang, had quietly stood there, surrounded Li Tianqiu, and sealed all his possible retreats.

The valley is narrow and the terrain is complex, so it is not suitable for battle between great gods and demons. Especially the underground is magnificent, and it seems that there is a temple hidden. Including Li Tianyu, there are five strong players of this level who can basically demolish all the nearest of the main peak of Qingyang Sword Sect.

But Panmang didn't seem to be worried at all. His messy old face smiled proudly, "Li Xiucheng, we are old enemies who have been countless years. Today, we will settle the new and old accounts together, and we will settle this bad relationship."

"No, it's over!" Li Tianqiu nodded, then pointed to a god and demon beside him and said, "Why does this person have to be covered with a face when he first met? I see that there is no aura outside the realm on his fellow Taoist, can he still be a great practitioner in the world of mortal life?"

The masked god and demon were startled and thought to himself that this guy was indeed powerful. He had just collided with his spiritual senses, and he guessed his origin, so he could not underestimate it.

But before he could answer, Panmang smiled and rushed to say, "It's really interesting. This fellow Taoist is Ma Youran, the only remaining great practitioner in Kunlun Sect. He has not ascended to overcome the tribulation and cannot be considered a true immortal, but his realm is already above him."

It was Li Tianqi's turn to be shocked. Unexpectedly, he guessed it casually, and even if the spiritual energy disappeared, the world of dynasty in the world of dynasty, there was such a master. This person hid too deeply that even people with extensive knowledge like Zhong Sanpu would not know about this existence. Otherwise, he would have mentioned it to him long ago. It can be seen that the small world of dynasty is not ordinary. Unfortunately, this person is in a relationship with the demons in another world, and is in a mess, which only embarrasses the world of dynasty. He raised his eyebrows, "Kunlun Sect, haha, don't dare to ascend? Or are you afraid to pass the tribulation? You dare to call a great practitioner with such courage?"

"What's the point of dying and showing off your tongue when you're about to die?" Another great god and demon interrupted, his voice was shrunk, as if he was pinched by someone's throat. However, this guy had a standard ordinary face, and the greasy middle-aged uncle looked very ordinary, just like the blood god and demon he had seen on the ice field.

"You have to die even if you die." Li Tianqiu smiled faintly, "Who are you?"

"Haha, let's understand, it's easy to say." The great god and demon laughed, "I am Zhongli, and my fellow Taoists are all called star-chasing elders."

Middle-aged uncle? Zhongli? This is really interesting. Li Tianqiu also laughed, "From the fairy world? You are the first god and demon I have seen in the fairy world, so rare."

"I'm almost done, do the job." Panmang said sinisterly, "Take the innate Xiran, even if you die immediately, we will give you the respect you deserve."

"It's that simple?"

"certainly."

"I have a question. If I don't ask now, it will be hard to be willing to die." Li Tianqing was very serious, and at the same time, there was an extremely simple earthen jar in his hand, with an extremely intoxicating mellow fragrance in the jar. I guess this is the most essential aura of the legendary innate Xiran. Several gods and demons immediately became energetic and showed greedy eyes together.

Panmang frowned, but for the inconspicuous clay pot, he signaled his companions who were eager to try it out for a moment.

"No, I changed my mind, it should be two problems." Li Tianchou's head tilted and he tried to put the clay pot in his arms again.

"Don't be too greedy!" Panmang shouted.

"It's just two questions, one about you, and the other is naturally about me."

"Here, let's go if you have any farts!"

"How many years of friendship have happened, why should I live like this?" Li Tianqiu smiled, becoming more and more like a rogue on the streets of Fushan. He seemed calm and freely, but in fact he kept making small moves. In addition to Panmang, his spiritual sense repeatedly collided with the other three gods and demons, leaving as soon as he touched it, and did not give them any chance to counterattack. The purpose was to simply judge the other party's strength and disturb the mind, causing the three gods and demons to run wildly and look at each other, and they would be furious.

Li Tianqiu didn't care at all. It was time for him and he had no scruples. For example, when fighting on the streets of Fushan, Peng Weihua would talk to the other party unscrupulously, and then inexplicably provoked various provocations, etc. Inadvertently, he could judge the opponent's general situation, and then accurately find the weakest one, and take the lead first. As for taking advantage, leaving or chasing him relentlessly, it depends on the actual situation. He could always get the lead. Even if he used the weak to fight the strong, he would not suffer a big loss.

The fight between great masters is actually not essentially different from the fight between street hooligans. The only disadvantage is that the current strength difference is too great. Li Tianqiu can take advantage of Panmang alone. What's more, there are three more gods and demons on the other side. If he is attacked by the opponent's head-on force, he will be seriously injured, and even a braid may be possible. Therefore, he must seize the initiative and defeat them one by one, otherwise he will not have any chance.

According to preliminary judgment, Zhongli's genus has the highest realm and strength, followed by this fake immortal from Kunlun Sect. The weakest one is the masked god and demon who gave Li Tianqi a familiar feeling. After repeated collisions of spiritual consciousness, the other party evaded for some reason, giving people a very strange feeling.

"First, since you have escaped, why don't you go to Dalashan to find your second head, running around like crazy, as if you never care about your brother's life or death?"

Li Tianqiu's words were extremely mean, and Panmang's face immediately became very ugly. He couldn't help but take action, but the other party held the clay pot in his hand, and a thought might destroy the innate Xirang. His unscrupulous look made Panmang suppress his anger in an instant. He was very suspicious that Li Tianqiu had guessed something, and suddenly smiled, "Boy, why do you care about my private affairs so much?"

"I'm curious, I'm about to die, can I satisfy my wish?"

"Not good!" Panmang refused flatly.

"So let me know who he is?" Li Tianqiu reached out and pointed to the masked guest. His aura suddenly surged. Panmang was shocked, and the masked guest also subconsciously took a step back.

With such obvious reaction, Li Tianqiu felt relieved and couldn't help laughing, "Old monster, you have escaped from the trap, why should you hide like this? I can't eat you, I'm just curious about how you broke my devil-capturing array?"

Panmang was extremely angry and shook his eyes to the left and right and wanted to take action together. However, Li Tianqi had already moved. He did not use any fancy magical powers, but it was extremely practical and simple "illusion killing" technique. This move was understood by him when he was enlightened by Liuyun. At that time, his lethality was already shocking. At present, Li Tianqi, who has the realm of great magical power, was even more amazing.

The masked guest who had just turned out to be frightened. When he suddenly realized that the other party was standing in front of him, he forgot to make a move. Li Tianqi pinched his shoulder armor. Perhaps it was a stress reaction. After all, the masked guest had a foundation of great power and almost punched Li Tianqi's cheek.

Panmang and others also moved, but as soon as they sacrificed their magic weapons, they had already smashed something to the door. It was the clay pot containing the innate Xirang. He didn't expect Li Tianqi to do this. This thing was extraordinary and was destroyed by mistake. Panmang had to take back the weapon, restrain his true energy, and flipped his hand to take the clay pot. He didn't know what he was thinking for a while.

With a loud bang, Li Tianqiu and the masked guest had already punched each other. Their figures turned back, causing the other two gods and demons to jump over to throw themselves into the mouse and avoid weapons. The two powerful true energy had to bypass the masked guest and collided across the air, which instantly caused the entire valley to explode.

The masked guest suffered a great loss, and his fists were facing each other. The entire bone on his right arm was broken by Li Tianqi's left fist, hanging on his shoulder like soft noodles, while his left shoulder was still controlled by Li Tianqi. When he brushed his hand, the masked guest's black veil was taken off.

A familiar middle-aged man's face appeared in front of him, which surprised Li Tianqiu for a long time and couldn't stop talking. The masked guest was actually Zhang Zhiqiang! Instead of the old monster in Dalashan he guessed? What's going on?

Wait, it's wrong. When the opponent's true energy exploded, he was sure that it was the aura of an old monster. Why would Zhang Zhiqiang have such a pure spiritual breath? It was from the dark world deep in Dala Mountain. Li Tianqiu was very familiar with this decadent and terrifying dark aura. Who can have it except the old monster?

The first time he fought in the underground palace in Wuming Mountain, Zhang Zhiqiang, who had just become demonized, was very clever to escape. Later, he fought in the mountains of southern Ganzhou and was escaped by him. From then on, there was no news. Li Tianchou almost forgot the most difficult opponent in his life. He did not expect that the cycle of reincarnation in the Heavenly Dao would actually meet him again in Qingyang Sword Sect. What kind of opportunity did he encounter in this blank period of time? His cultivation became so strong and weird? Who is he?

This series of questions flashed like a small spark in Li Tianqiu's mind. Before he could think too much, he pulled Zhang Zhiqiang back quickly. Panmang had already revealed his Dharma body, and his huge body covered the entire valley and sealed Li Tianqiu's path of escape. The other two guys attacked from the left and the other back, with sharp momentum but extremely steady, and would never give Li Tianqiu any chance to interrupt.

Li Tianqiu had already thought of the next move, and there was no chance to escape. He defeated the two gods and demons in front of him, and then faced Panmang alone without thinking. He pulled Zhang Zhiqiang and jumped directly into the big pit he smashed out.

The underground palace of Wannian Qingyang Sword Sect must have many secrets. Even if there is no secret, Panmang and others will definitely have an ulterior motive. Maybe it is related to the mountain-storing pestle. In any case, Li Tianqiu felt that the chance of survival in the underground palace would be a little bit higher, even if it was just a little bit worth jumping.

His body was still in mid-air, and Li Tianqiu noticed strong winds coming from all directions. He suddenly realized that Panmang was not so vulgar. He had already dug a big hole and was waiting for him to jump. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!