Outside Bayu Mountain, Li Qingjie followed Li Qingxiao, and the two walked through the jungle together, preparing to return to Yulin Town.

Li Qingxiao in front of him kept browsing, and always felt that he was ignoring something in his mind. Why did Zong Tianqing come to find Li Yaowen if he failed to get a pill? He also brought the last three members of the Zong family over and entrusted them.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like you are entrusting your funeral!

The Dinghai Sword is a spiritual weapon, and it is true that Li can't keep it, but is it necessary for Li Yaowen to pay his life?

Suddenly, a name flashed through Li Qingxiao's mind, a name that was related to Zong Tianqing's appearance.

While Li Qingxiao was thinking, he looked at Li Qingjie beside him and suddenly asked, "Qingjie, do you know that in which year did the great grandmother Zong Wan'er die?"

"My father once told me before that my grandmother Zong Wan'er died in 2135 in the Dongjili calendar. The cause of death was never mentioned by my great-grandfather."

"No, go back quickly!" Li Qingxiao exclaimed, his expression changed drastically, his body's spiritual power exploded, and he quickly turned back to the direction of the Lingyu Pond. Li Qingjie also reacted at this time, and a hint of urgency appeared on his face, following Li Qingxiao.

The death of grandma Zong Wan'er is definitely related to the Linjiang City Foundation Building Dharma Assembly 135 years ago, and it is even very likely that it was caused by Guo Baichuan.

No wonder, no wonder Zong Tianqing, who was almost exhausted from the lamp, would come to Bayushan at this time. Zong Wan'er is Zong Tianqing's legitimate sister. Only this reason can Li Yaowen and Zong Tianqing choose to stay in Bayushan at this moment and wait for Guo to come to the door.

The two of them had just crawled into the Bayu Mountain Bamboo Forest for about ten miles, and a shocking aura rose from the direction of the Lingyu Pond. This strange aura was extremely powerful, which made Li Qingxiao and Li Qingjie's faces pale.

"Li, hand over the Dinghai Sword!"

A voice seemed to be resounding in my ears, or it seemed to be coming from the sky, filling up a land of dozens of miles.

Although they were more than ten miles apart, the domineering aura in this voice still made Li Qingxiao and the others feel inexplicable.

Bayu Mountain, the former Li clan land.

At this moment, there was a dead silence, and there was no trace of the wild things that often moved in the mountains on weekdays. Only Li Yaowen stood alone outside the ancestral hall and looked at the sky in front of him.

At this time, fifteen people were already standing in the air. They were commanding various magic weapons, stagnating in the air, and their identities were undoubtedly revealed, all of whom were great monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The person at the front was wearing a dark red Taoist robe, with seven scattered red spirit beads floating around his body. He was a fake Dan realm master of Guo's family and a native of Baichuan.

Guo Wanli was standing behind Baichuan Zhenren, and his injuries were not healed properly, but looking at Li Yaowen below, there was still a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

"Old Ancestor Baichuan, this person is the foundation-building elder of Li. The sky-blue long sword in his hand is the spiritual weapon Dinghai Sword."

Unexpectedly, Guo Baichuan ignored him and looked at Li Yaowen's drooling face below. A few familiar expressions flashed in his eyes. After recalling for a moment, he suddenly realized and his eyes became playful.

"It's you! Zong Wan'er's bitch husband?"

"Guo Zhuo, his mouth is still so hard!" Li Yaowen didn't raise his eyes.

This waste seemed to touch Guo Baichuan's pain point, and he suddenly looked furious.

In the 2135th year of Dongjili, the affairs of Guo and Zong in Linjiang City were caused by Guo Baichuan. Zong Tianqing planned the foundation-building ceremony, which made him lose all his face on Lansha Island. At that time, Zong Tianqing gave him nickname was Guo Huaiwu!

Li Yaowen mentioned the old story again. This sound of Guo Huaiwu was obviously used to evoke his bad memories. The seven mysterious fire beads surrounding the human body on Baichuan suddenly burned, just like his mood at this moment.

"Okay, okay, that bitch Zong Wan'er died at my hands. Today, Master of Japan will send you to reunite with that bitch.

Come on it!"

As soon as the people on Baichuan finished speaking, more than a dozen foundation-building monks from Guo’s family took action together, and various magical instruments such as swords, swords, or bells rushed towards Li Yaowen like a sword. These monks had the lowest level of the fourth level of foundation-building, and their momentum was extremely powerful. The entire spiritual fish pond was in the center of the violent spiritual power, and it suddenly rolled wildly like a pot of water that exploded.

About five or six miles outside, Li Qingjie's body, which was subconsciously about to escape, was pressed tightly by Li Qingxiao.

"Second brother, go and save the ancestor quickly, he will die!" Li Qingjie's eyes were filled with tears, and he didn't understand why Li Qingxiao was pulling him.

Li Qingxiao's eyes were also red at this moment. He also wanted to save him. He said heavily: "Who can you save now? Can't you see the intention of the ancestor asking us to leave first? Wait, if someone comes to Zijian Pavilion, maybe the ancestor will have a chance!"

Having said that, Li Qingxiao knew in his heart that Li Yaowen was already in danger. He was more than a dozen great monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and Guo Baichuan, a terrifying fake alchemy master.

Li Qingjie's emotions turned a little, and the two of them were still worried about Li Yaowen, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, and looked over carefully.

However, beyond everyone's expectations, Li Yaowen's expression did not change from beginning to end. When more than ten foundation-building monks of Guo's family were about to arrive, a sky-blue sword light flashed out from his side.

"The barbarians outside the sea are not educated. My legitimate son of the Li family has fallen to this point. It's ridiculous and ridiculous!" Li Yaowen whispered, and no one heard it, but the expression on his face was extremely ridiculous, which made Guo Baichuan, who was still in the air, even more angry.

The blue sword light brought out by the Dinghai Sword was like a meteor in the daytime, drawing dozens of traces in the air. Although the foundation-building cultivator under the Guo family could suppress him, he could not do anything to him for a while.

“The sea is infinite!”

With a roar, a strange energy that transcends spiritual power in the Dinghai Sword in his hand exploded. Guo Baichuan's pupils shrank in the air, and then his face became happy.

"It's magic power! The Dinghai Sword is indeed a spiritual weapon!"

The entire Lingyu Pond was five miles away, and the water in the pond suddenly became even more violent, and was attracted by the Dinghai Sword. More than ten Foundation Establishment Cultivators were frightened under the pressure of the infinite and extremely powerful sea that Li Yaowen exploded.

Behind Li Yaowen, a huge blue ocean suddenly condensed. The violent magic power was like a crazy snake dancing, intertwining a series of sky-blue sword energy, ready to go.

Li Yaowen's head was covered with silver silk and floating like a silver snake, his eyes were full of wildness. He looked at the more than ten foundation-building cultivators in front of him, and some of them even had a higher level of cultivation than him, without a trace of fear.

"Hate, very, hate. If my father hadn't been destroyed by the spirit-eating poison when he was young, and there was no hope of forming pills, how could you and other wastes be allowed to be rampant here!"

At this moment, Li Yaowen no longer had a trace of shocking sharpness that concealed his. As soon as he finished speaking, the blue ocean behind him swept through thousands of sword energy, which was really like an endless sea, suddenly emanating towards the more than ten monks in front of him.

The spaces around the surroundings seemed to be swallowed up by this stance of vast sea. Many of the Guo family monks who were the first to bear the brunt of the eyes even showed a trace of despair, and even the courage to escape was gone.

Guo Wanli, who saw this move for the second time, was even more shocked and said in disbelief: "He actually hid his strength before!"

Li Yaowen's body also showed a hint of listlessness as this posture emanated from the sea. After all, he was 285 years old.

However, just before the attack was about to swallow up the many foundation-building monks of the Guo family, a voice came.

"It's ridiculous! What's the use of mere foundation building cultivation, even if you rely on spiritual weapons to show off your temporary evil spirits!"

The people on the rivers finally moved!

He turned into a fiery red afterimage and disappeared in the air, rushed to the top of the spirit fish pond, facing the blue ocean emitted by Li Yaowen. Although his mouth was hard, the solemn expression in his eyes still showed that Li Yaowen's posture was infinite, and even he was a little scared.

I saw seven mysterious fire beads in front of him surrounded his body and then arranged in front of him. Fires suddenly shone everywhere, and a sea of ​​samadhi fire that was nearly ten miles long was condensed, standing in the air with Li Yaowen's blue ocean and colliding fiercely!

boom……

The extreme collision of ice and fire immediately brought out a covered smoke and dust, making a shocking sound, and hundreds of miles away. The countless wild animals and monsters hidden in Bayu Mountain were all inexplicably frightened and scattered into birds and beasts.

The dust dissipated, and Guo Baichuan and Li Yaowen were still facing each other in the air, but it was obviously different from Li Yaowen's aura and his body was dispersed. People on Baichuan were still standing proudly on the water.

The monks of the Guo family behind him immediately bet on the latter with admiration and admiration.

But I didn't know that Guo Baichuan was already in shock at this moment.

Li Yaowen only has the cultivation level of the sixth level of foundation building, and he is a false alchemy realm that transcends the nineth level of foundation building. Although he cannot become a golden elixir, he is still four different levels.

This style of the vast sea is infinite, and it can even be equal to his Xuanhuo Pearl. Shocked, Guo Baichuan attributed the reason to the Bingtian blue Dinghai Sword in Li Yaowen's hand.

"I'm afraid this spiritual weapon is not low!"

Thinking of this, he said intimately, a hint of heat flashed through Guo Baichuan's heart. The number of spiritual weapons is so rare. Could it be that this Dinghai Sword is not just a low-grade spiritual weapon, is it a medium-grade? Or... a high-grade spiritual weapon?

"Hahahahaha, I dare to be arrogant in front of me and hand over the Dinghai Sword. I will leave you with a complete corpse!"

Guo Baichuan said generously, and the outcome was decided. After all, he was a fake Dan Realm master. Li Yaowen had no choice but to fight stubbornly, let alone now, Li Yaowen is at the end of his strength.

"Guo Waste, if you can win the same strategy twice, you dare to say that you are not a waste!"

However, Li Yaowen asked to look up and look at him with contempt.

A little bad suddenly flashed in Guo Baichuan's heart.

Suddenly, around the five-mile-radius spiritual fish pond, hundreds of spiritual lights soared into the sky. Under the spiritual lights, many excellent spirit stones had been placed on them.

Countless strange patterns on the water surface were twisted and clustered, quickly wrapping the entire spirit fish pond.

"The ancestor of Baichuan is a formation! Li Yaowen deliberately led us down." Among the more than a dozen Foundation Establishment tribes, Guo Wanli was the first to shout, wanting to remind Guo Baichuan.

However, he found that Guo Baichuan, who was standing beside him, had gradually lost control of his expression.

"Guo Waste, you ran away from me more than a hundred years ago. Do you still have such good luck this time?"

A long-lasting but familiar voice sounded in his ears. Guo Baichuan suddenly looked ugly and gritted his teeth and said, "It's you again, Zong Tianqing!"

"This is the quasi-third-level demon spirit magic array specially prepared for you. Guo Huaiwu. I want to see this time. Your ancestor can come to save you!"

As the formation started, the entire space of the Lingyu Pond was immediately covered, and everything was blocked by a layer of white spiritual mist. It was impossible to see inside. Li Qingxiao and the others were anxious and had no choice but to wait by the side.

Just a moment later, there were bursts of howlings and terror from the foundation-building cultivators of the Guo family.

Zong Tianqing is not only extremely powerful, but also possesses the cultivation level of the false alchemy realm.

At the same time, he is also a talented formation master!
Chapter completed!