The cultivators on the Wanrenji Mountain were watching the flying boat, while the Li Yu and his party were also watching the cultivators on the mountain.

The flying boat is nearly ten thousand feet above the ground. Except for the cultivators living on the top of the mountain, the cultivators on the side of the mountain could only look up and watch. However, the prohibited spiritual light outside the flying boat blocked the cultivators' gaze, and even blocked the spiritual exploration, and no one could see clearly the people in the boat.

Such a strong murderous intent made the cultivators uneasy and could not guess the other party's identity, which further deepened the uneasiness. Many monks fell into panic and instinctively sacrificed their body protection lights one by one, and some even sacrificed their armor and magic weapons to protect their bodies.

Suddenly, layers of spiritual light wrapped around the flying boat rippled like water waves, and the figures of the people in the boat appeared, and the eyes suddenly looked at the people in the boat, and the spiritual senses also swept over.

"Father, that man is one of the murderers of Yuntai!"

On the flying boat, Li Yu's eyes were fixed on the young man in brocade robe, and pointed his hand at the young man in brocade robe and pointed at the cave.

"The cave of the old man in Nanshan is that!"

At this time, Xiang Yun also pointed at the cave behind the man in brocade robe.

He has been to the main peak of Qingshan on this day, and he naturally knows the two most famous caves on the main peak.

When both of them reached out to point at that direction at the same time, the young man in brocade robe suddenly changed his expression at this moment. He turned around instinctively, flew into the air, and rushed towards another cave closer to the top of the mountain. Before he could see Li Yu's figure and appearance clearly, he discovered the Vajra Demon Dog.

The distance between the two caves was less than a thousand feet. With his seven-turn Golden Immortal Realm, although there was a powerful restriction outside the cave, he could also reach it step by step, but when he stepped out of it, the space above his head suddenly tightened, and a powerful pressure came out of nowhere. His figure was actually fixed in the air and could no longer move.

The next moment, a golden hand appeared beside him out of thin air, with five fingers spread out and grabbed him. He secretly cried out in his heart, swinging his arms, kicking his legs, struggling hard, but his magic power was frozen at this moment, as if it was frozen, and he could not use it at all. His arms could not be opened, and his legs could not be kicked. He watched the big hand approach, and watched the five fingers on the big hand gather in the middle, and the golden fingers about a meter long were clear fingerprints, and even the palm lines were clear.

Five golden fingers held their hands casually at the palm of their hands. The body of the man in the brocade robe was locked by his five fingers, and his thumb was pressed on the top of his head. The other four fingers grabbed his body. The next moment, a terrifying spiritual pressure came out from the five fingers. With a muffled bang, the body of the man in the brocade robe was pinched and turned into a ball of blood and sprinkled, even his head was no exception.

As the young man in the brocade robe burst, a ball of rich and pure spiritual power exploded in the air and spread rapidly around.

A colorful ball of light rushed out of the bloody rain, hovering in the air, turning into a seven-foot man. It was the out-of-body soul of the man in the brocade robe who appeared in the air, screaming: "Senior Red Blood, please spare me, junior..."

Before he finished speaking, the illusory figure could not escape. Another powerful pressure came. A big hand surrounded by red flames flashed. With a five fingers, he held the soul in his palm and burned. In just a moment, the soul had been ignited and became illusory.

And above the flying boat, a howl, the figure of a golden giant dog was born out of thin air, with a hundred feet long, and the attic-like dog head shaking, its big mouth opened and sucked, and a loud bang. The rich spiritual power of heaven and earth burst out after the body of the brocade robe suddenly changed direction, Hulala flew towards the giant dog together. In a blink of an eye, the colorful spiritual power of heaven and earth had turned into a long river of five colors, flowing through the mouth of the giant dog.

Above the Wanrenqiu Mountain, there was a silence for a moment. Most of the famous cultivator had a wide open mouth, his eyes were bulging, his heart was pounding, and his other half was full of fear.

This Haoran's pressure that imprisoned the young men in brocade robe also imprisoned them, making them unable to move. Otherwise, more than half of them would turn around and escape at this moment.

The powerful man with the seven-turn Golden Immortal Rotation, the peerless genius who is envied by everyone on this Wanli Mountain, was actually crushed by a palm of his body. Then he was burned by a ball of fire. How strong should the one who attacked?

The word "red blood" made the cultivators on the top of the mountain shocked their hearts.

At the same time, at the moment when the two palm shadows of gold and red appeared, the cultivators who practiced gold and fire magic powers, the gold and fire spiritual power in their bodies were pulled by the palm shadow, and they all came out of their bodies, flying towards the palm shadow, as if they were about to merge into the palm shadow.

"It's over, it's over, it's the red blood of the Divine Fire Sect that hit the door!"

"It's really unlucky that this villain came to the door so quickly!"

"It's over, it's over, this is a murderous demon!"

In an instant, most of the people's scalp was numb, trembling and screaming that something was wrong. It was a pity that they could not move and they could not escape even if they wanted to.

Two red and black lights jumped out of the flying boat at this time, as if a young man in red robe and a strong man in black robe were rushed straight to the cave of Nanshan Weng. Before the person arrived, his hands were raised, and sword lights soared into the air, crisscrossing and slashing towards the concubines and disciples of Nanshan Weng outside the cave.

Screams and roars suddenly sounded, and blood splattered!

In the blink of an eye, these more than ten figures were shattered by the sword light, and blood rained all over the sky, and two balls of rich and pure spiritual power were overflowing. Among the more than ten male and female cultivators, there were two golden immortals.

When the Golden Immortal is killed, the magic power in his body will be transformed into rich spiritual power to give back to the heaven and earth. This is the iron law of heaven.

The young man in red robe raised his hand and waved his hand. The blood rain that was flying all over the sky actually flew towards him and sank into his blood robe. In a blink of an eye, a mass of blood rain and flesh disappeared, and the young man in red robe became even more delicate, and even the pair of eyes seemed to turn blood.

Rumbled, and a stream of spiritual power in the world rushed to the sky, turning into two colorful rivers of spiritual light, rushing towards the golden retriever giant dog, and was swallowed up by the golden retriever giant dog.

This man and a dog actually directly robbed and swallowed the essence, blood and true essence of these killed monks.

Panic and shocked, there were many figures on the mountain peak trembling and falling to the ground, and blood was bleeded in seven orifices. Some cultivators were directly scared to death.

At this moment, the great pressure that imprisoned the cultivators had quietly disappeared. It was precisely because of this that the scared people fell to the ground. However, the pressure of the cultivators dissipated, but no one escaped. Instead, many people's legs became weak and collapsed on the ground.

It's so terrifying. Nanshanweng's disciples and concubines are at the lowest level of the celestial fairy. Faced with the sudden arrival of killing, they were unable to move at all, even a lamb.

"Who is so brave!"

"Wuliang Tianzun, why is the fellow Taoist so vicious when he takes action!"

Two men's voices rang one after another. The former was filled with anger in the roar, while the latter was also filled with unconcealed anger in the rebuke.

Hearing these two voices, the horror in the hearts of many cultivators on the mountain was immediately suppressed, and some of them breathed a sigh of relief, like a dead fish that suddenly came alive, and started to move.

One by one, one look at the top of the mountain.

On this 100-foot mountain, the cave closest to the top of the mountain is the cave of the Qingmiao Shengjun. At this moment, outside the cave, there were a bunch of cultivators standing in front of them. Two people were in front of them. The middle-aged Taoist priest in a Taoist robe with a white face was Qingmiao Shengjun, and the other tall, half-bare old man with a hook nose with a hook nose was Nanshan Weng.

These two were just together.

"I'm a Red Blood, today I'm here to kill people!"

A young man's voice sounded on the flying boat, calm, refreshing, clear words, not high tone, not at all harsh, but the sound was heard thousands of miles away, not only allowed the cultivators on this huge mountain to hear clearly, but even the cultivators who heard the movements and came out to watch the excitement on the peaks of the immortal mountains in the distance could hear clearly.

As soon as this sentence came out, there was another silent scene. Even the air within thousands of miles seemed to solidify, and even the flowing clouds stopped moving at this moment.

The angry man in Nanshan's face suddenly changed, his formation was red and his chest was undulating. He looked at the flying boat and turned his head to look at the Qingmiao Shengjun beside him. Then, he looked around again, and seemed to be looking for a way to escape.

The already fair face of the Lord Qingmiao looked even more pale at this moment. He looked at Feizhou without blinking, and looked at Li Yu. His pupils shrank slightly, and his palms in his sleeves trembled slightly. I don’t know if they were accumulating energy or doing anything else.

Behind the two, the disciples of the Qingmiao Shengjun were in a stir, and many of them quickly sacrificed magic weapons and weapons.

"Old thief in Nanshan, please break yourself up on your own. Be a little bachelor, so you can avoid hindering others!"

A rough and generous man sounded, but it was the strong man with a bearded black robe standing in front of the Nanshan Weng Cave.

This strong man had a strange black light flashing around him, and the space around him trembled with the flashing black light.

"From my immortal's view, there is no good bird on this mountain. What good thing can it be when you are a neighbor of this old thief? Just kill them all, so as not to avoid these bad species going out to harm people!"

The young man in red robe took the conversation and looked at Nanshan Weng, Qingmiao Shengjun and others on the top of the mountain. He stretched out his bloody tongue and licked his lips. He actually regarded the people as dishes, looking like he was drooling.

A "Ao" scream came. The Vajra Demon Dog in the other direction devoured the spiritual power of the heaven and earth that was rushing in, while not forgetting to roar with his nostrils, as if he was agreeing with the words of the young man in red robe.

Hearing the words of the young man in red robe and then hearing the dog barking, more than half of the cultivators on the Wanrenji Mountain changed their faces suddenly. They looked around and wanted to escape. Many people cried and cursed in their hearts. Some of them did not want to be neighbors with Nanshan Weng, but when they built a cave on this mountain, Nanshan Weng had not come yet. Nanshan Weng was a latecomer. The spiritual power of the heaven and earth on this mountain was rarely rich. This cave is very suitable for cultivation. They could not abandon their carefully built home because they dislike Nanshan Weng? Although the Nine Heavens are big, not everything can be compared with this place, and not everything can be built.

What's more, the Nanshan Weng was not a full-blown person. After moving to this mountain to live, he not only did not force and bully the cultivators, but instead got along well with everyone. He even taught scriptures and Dharma from time to time. Many immortals on this mountain benefited from the Nanshan Weng. Over time, many people even became proud of having such two Daluo neighbors.

Around the main peak of Tianqing Mountain, there are also many high-level monks on the other peaks. Everyone gets along well, chats about things, drinks a little wine, and forms a team to fight monsters in other caves. The environment here is actually no different from a fairy city. They are all people in the city. Why do you have to move away because of a bad neighbor? Why should you die because of the existence of this neighbor?

No matter how much I cursed, no one dared to argue with the young man in red robe.

At this moment, there are many golden immortals on this mountain, but there are not many who can surpass the young man in the brocade robe, so who dares to be angry?

Even when Nanshan Weng and Qingmiao Shengjun heard this, they were silent and did not speak immediately.

"This matter is a conspiracy of Yao Chi. I was deceived by Yao Chi and Fengtian Sect. I dared to swear with my inner demon. I didn't know the relationship between Li Yu and fellow Taoist that day.

Even if I am wrong first, I did not hurt Li Yu at all. Why should I be so aggressive?"

After careful consideration, Nanshan Weng actually became soft-spoken in public.

"It's nonsense. Do you dare to say that you don't know my disciple, Nai Yaoguang. You are afraid that you have never taken my Yaoguang and the Shenhuo Sect seriously?"

On the flying boat, Li Yu stood up and refuted, "You sent four disciples to Yuntai to commit murder on me, and you sneaked into Zhuguang Pavilion and killed eight disciples of my Zhuguang Pavilion and injured my master. This blood account can only be repaid with blood!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Nanshan Weng stopped saying a word again.

There was nothing to say, and my heart was even more angry and embarrassed. I suddenly turned my head and looked at the Lord Qingmiao Shengjun, "Brother Dao, what happened today seems to be unhealthy. Brother Dao, please rush the formation for me!"

Before he could finish his speech, before the Qingmiao Shengjun spoke, his figure swayed and jumped into the air, pointing his hand at the flying boat, "Child Blood Child, this is what you forced me to do!"

He raised his hand and slammed the flying boat with a palm. With a loud bang, a bright palm shadow turned into a huge giant in the blink of an eye. It appeared in the sky above the flying boat in a flash and smashed down fiercely. As the palm shadow hit out, a violent spiritual pressure suddenly fell from the sky, and the sky was even more violent and the space was twisted.

After a palm was striking out, Nanshan Weng waved his other big sleeve, and silver lights flew out, turning into silver flying swords and rushing towards the flying boat. The flying swords trembled in the air, and they transformed into ten, ten into hundreds, and hundreds into thousands. In the blink of an eye, the sword lights scattered all over the sky. At the same time, Nanshan Weng flashed around him and put on a silver armor. Judging from the appearance of this armor, it turned out to be a tenth-level Yaoguang armor.

If the Daluo Jinxian took out a tenth-level armor to wear, it would be both shabby and ridiculous. However, at this moment, it would be not only ridiculous to use such a Yaoguang armor to wear on his body, but it would have a strong sense of mockery.

Yao Guang's armor was worn on Yao Guang's enemy. The enemy was attacking the Lord of Yao Guang at this moment. Most people would be angry about this scene.

When Li Yu saw this scene on the flying boat, he was indeed a little angry.

As for the others, they did not pay attention to the armor on Nanshanweng at all.

The silver light flew around Youyue's body, and he also sacrificed a piece of armor. Hu Feng, Xiang Yun and Yuan Gang also sacrificed the armor's body protection light to protect him as soon as possible, and planned to launch an attack or resist.

However, before they could take the next move, Li Yu waved his left sleeve and a sleeve shadow flew out, hitting the palm shadow that Nanshan Weng hit. He raised his right hand and grabbed the sword shadow at the sky.

With a loud bang, the palm shadow of Nanshan Weng hit the illusory sleeve shadow, instantly cracked, turning into violent spiritual power and swept into the sky. There was no spiritual pressure to continue to hit the flying boat. With Li Yu's right hand grabbing, the sword shadows flying all over the sky also shattered one after another, and the flying swords showed their true bodies, as if they were pulled, and they all flew into Li Yu's big sleeve with their right hand. The speed was like lightning, flashing and flashing.

On the top of the mountain and around, no one except the Saint of Qingmiao could see clearly where these flying swords went.

"The world in the sleeve?"

The Saint of Qingmiao murmured, with a look of surprise on his face, and there was a bit of horror in his eyes. His eyes were wide open at this moment, and it was clear that the flying swords were actually sank into Li Yu's sleeves. Nanshan Weng's thirty-six natal flying swords were all natal treasures that had been sacrificed for tens of thousands of years. He knew the sharpness of the sword body and the power of the great ones. If he attacked him, he could only avoid it. How could he dare to face Feng Rui directly? It was even more impossible to raise his sleeves and take him away like Li Yu. What kind of magical power is this? Could it be that Li Yu's realm has surpassed the Daluo realm?

Let’s look at the flying boat again. It was parked steadily in the air, and it seemed that there was no impact at all. Although the palm that Nanshan Weng shot out was not as good as ten years, he still had seven or eight success powers. But Li Yu waved his sleeves and the palm shadow collapsed and flew into the sky?

The sage of the Qingmiao Shengjun felt frightened, while the Nanshan Weng turned directly into fear. In an instant, he actually lost his mental connection with the thirty-six natal flying swords.

"Go to die!"

In fear, Nanshan Weng suddenly exploded, jumped into the sky, jumped into the clouds, shouted angrily, and waved his fists together, and a dense fist shadow flew out, hitting the flying boat like a storm.

While the fist shadow was hit, many rays of light flew out around him, flying and hovering in the air, turning into a shield, a sword, a wishful and a large seal, protecting him.

On the hillside, a man with an ordinary appearance also flew out at this time, holding a bright long sword in his hand, waved at the flying boat, and with a loud buzzing sound, a sharp sword shadow that was thousands of feet long soared into the sky, slashing the void in half, and slashing towards the flying boat.

At the top of another mountain in the other direction, a bright light suddenly shone. A middle-aged man in purple robe jumped into the clouds. He held a silver spear and attacked from behind the flying boat, stabbing dazzling lights and shadows.
To be continued...