"It's so messy!"

Faced with Ren Daoyuan's inquiry, Li Xiake remained indifferent and gasped. The river of blood shot out from his eyebrows suddenly contracted and gathered back. It was like a whale sucking water, and it was all put into the eyes of his eyebrows.

Then his body grew a little bigger, and he turned into a small giant of three feet high. His clothes exploded into powder, and only the animal skin swaddle between his waist and abdomen still wrapped around part of his body, as usual.

The muscles like dragons covered Li Xiake's body. It seemed that millions of little dragons were circling and swinging under his skin. The violent and powerful aura continued to rise and then turned into a giant roar, which came out of Li Xiake's throat and resounded throughout the capital.

"How did it become like this?"

Ren Daoyuan was also shocked by Li Xiake's condition at this time: "Xiake, who provoked you?"

Which eye between Li Xiake's eyebrows is full of the charm of great nirvana and great chaos and destruction. Even with Ren Daoyuan's concentration for hundreds of years, after a few glances, he still felt thrilling. This eye of Li Xiake seems to lead to an endless world of chaos. If a person with a weak will, just take a look, he may be infected with this chaotic aura, and his mind will be destroyed in an instant, and he will become a fool.

Ren Daoyuan is the leader of the Confucian sect, with a wide range of knowledge. In addition, the Confucian sect inheritance is orderly, and the inheritance of more than 100,000 years has left behind. The books left are vast. When every Confucian sect succeeds to the throne, he will go to the golden foil and jade books in the sect to receive the knowledge left by the ancestors of all generations. This memory only has various experiences and things worth paying attention to. It is equivalent to a travel notation of a museum, and does not contain any subjective ideas. It is only for later generations to obtain this kind of inheritance knowledge.

In fact, the inheritance methods of the other sects that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years are almost the same. They rarely leave consciousness in their practice, but they all leave their experiences and insights to future generations. This is because things such as knowledge and travel are of great reference, and are already existing things and are of great use. This is a technique to increase knowledge and is beneficial to anyone.

The way of cultivation depends entirely on individuals, and teachers can only teach, rather than passing their own insights to their disciples. If they are really passed on to their disciples, then this disciple will completely follow the old path of the teacher and will never be able to get rid of the influence of the teacher. This is extremely undesirable for some major sects.

However, for some small sects that have produced great masters, it is an excellent way to cultivate disciples. The cultivation experience and experience left by a great master are enough to make a sect support for a thousand years without falling.

As the world's number one sect, Confucianism has a lot of inheritance and richness. If he doesn't think of being the second family in the world, Ren Daoyuan naturally became one of the most knowledgeable and talented masters. When he saw Li Xiake's situation, he had already vaguely guessed that a shocking force should have been sealed in Li Xiake's body, and the outlet of this power poured out was in the middle of Li Xiake's eyebrows.

At this time, I don’t know who attacked Li Xiake, but the attack position was exactly the center of Li Xiake’s eyebrows, which released the huge power in Li Xiake’s body, causing this incident.

"What a powerful force! What kind of big man is Li Xiake's reincarnation?"

With Ren Daoyuan's cultivation level, he felt a little unbearable when facing Li Xiake. He did not dare to neglect. He flipped his palm and a large pen appeared in his palm. Then he drew a talisman in the air, clicked Li Xiake's eyebrows, and shouted loudly: "Feng!"

Just as he took out a large pen, Li Xiake on the opposite side suddenly moved!

His body suddenly soared into the sky and went straight into Qingming. Then a pair of bows and arrows appeared in his hand. The bow was like a full moon, the arrow was like a meteor, and an emerald green arrow broke through the void and shot out of Zhongjing City.

Even in the extremely chaotic and chaotic state, Li Xiake still maintained his style of doing things with teeth and blood. At this time, his strength in his body was incredible. The aura of the golden masked man who had just attacked him could not escape his senses. Therefore, his body, intentionally or unintentionally, was based on the combat consciousness of the body alone, and shot the golden masked man who had just escaped from the city.

Even when you are extremely confused and unconscious, you cannot let your enemies go!

Li Xiake is such a person!

He rushed straight to Gaotian and bent his bow and shot arrows, but he also avoided Ren Daoyuan's talisman seal.

Ren Daoyuan was catching an arrow while Li Xiake was shocked. The breath of the bow and arrow in Li Xiake's hand was extremely powerful, revealing a vicissitudes of ancient times that had experienced endless years. When the bow and arrow were pulled open, the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles of Zhongjing City was exhausted, and the people in the entire city were at the same time nervous.

Then the arrow broke out and cracked the sky, as if it had entered another space. When it appeared again, it had already penetrated into the chest of the middle-aged man who had escaped.

puff!

The middle-aged man burst into a bloody mist without warning.

Then a faint illusory figure appeared hundreds of feet away, slowly solidifying, revealing the pale and frightened face of the middle-aged man. The arrow just now was too abrupt, and he did not react until the arrow penetrated into the chest. Fortunately, his cultivation was unique and he could be reborn even if he dripped blood at the level of the Grandmaster. Although the power of the arrow was extremely powerful, it could not kill him.

After he condensed his body, he was extremely frightened. He expanded his body and took a step forward. He had already reached a hundred miles away. His body disappeared into the void, just trying to stay away from the capital city.

After taking a few steps, he had already reached a thousand miles away. Then he let out a breath and landed on a mountain peak. He turned around and looked towards Zhongjing City. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. Two emerald green leaves slowly fell from the top of his head. In his horrified expression, the two leaves suddenly turned into two green lights and shot through his body. Then, like two extremely sharp blades, it rotated rapidly, smashing his body to pieces, and smashing him into a blood mist again.

As the leaves on both sides were spinning, tiny roots grew on the edges of the leaves, and the roots quickly absorbed the blood mist. This time, the middle-aged man's body never appeared again, and the two leaves looked greener and greener.

boom!

Suddenly, thunder exploded one after another in the sky, and electric snakes danced wildly. Half of the sky suddenly turned bloody red. The wind roared, blood stained the sky. Drops of red raindrops fell from the sky. An inexplicable aura of sadness spread across a thousand miles of radius. It seemed that even the sky was sad for the disappearance of the middle-aged man.

"The sky is raining! A great master has fallen!"

The masters on the entire Great Six were awakened when the astronomical phenomena changed, and countless eyes were turned to the place where the middle-aged man fell.

Ren Daoyuan in the capital stiffened his body, and his face looked extremely ugly when he looked at Li Xiake: "This kid killed a great master!"
Chapter completed!