Chapter 155 Let the bullets fly for a while! "Hey, hey, kid, just give up your body." "You are, Old Monster Qiong?" "It is Qiong, thank you for helping me escape from the Moon-shaking Sect. As a token of my gratitude, I will make your name shine throughout the southern sky." A red light, or to be more precise, its soul, took advantage of the conversation to divert his attention and tried to enter his sea of consciousness. With the other party's soul at the peak of the Jindan realm, if he really went in, maybe he could succeed. However, Li Xunhuan's face became strange and he looked forward out of the corner of his eye. A long sail flutters in the wind. From a distance, it looked like a humanoid creature from hell holding two gorgeous red beads, casting a spell and summoning something. At this time, Old Monster Qiong also realized that something was wrong. The speed of the soul's escape should not be so slow. When a strong suction force came, his soul retreated and floated towards a strange long sail. He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
"Boy, fellow Taoist, senior, what is this?" Li Xun Huan was very polite, lowered his eyes, bowed, "Fellow Daoist Qiong, please enter the Thousand Soul Banner and have a chat." "Thousand Soul Banner? That is..." The sound disappeared. He stretched out his left hand, and the Thousand Souls Banner appeared in his hand. The other party had turned into a ghost. This old monster Qiong is really smart. The first one to deliver to your door. The other party's previous act of taking over another's body really surprised him. When he thought of the little incident that happened in Lingshou Mountain, he couldn't help but feel happy and chuckled. He finally got his revenge. In your next life, don’t mess with scholars. At this time, it was still dark. But Li Xunhuan has decided to return to the Allied camp first to avoid the limelight for the time being. The Jindan battle happened again, and seven demon monks died overnight. All seven of them were in the late Jindan stage, and one of them was an old fellow who was about to reach the infant stage. This is no small matter. The other party must not sit idly by, and even the Nascent Soul must be mobilized, at least to investigate clearly what happened. He has to run, no, he has to make a strategic move. He collected all the spoils, confirmed that there was no trace of him at the scene, flew away, and with a thought, he draped himself with the Invisible Spirit Veil.
With all his strength, he soon disappeared without a trace. In fact, his concerns were justified. Just two hours after he left, a figure sneaked in here and startled him suddenly. Several identity tokens were left in the forest. The old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect, the cultivator surnamed Yang from the Hehuan Sect, and Zhao Feng from the Yuling Sect... What a disaster. He quickly informed his companions. The news spread quickly throughout the battlefield, from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Both the Tiannan Five Nations Alliance and the Demonic Path knew about it. In this way, the Jindan cultivators from both sides carried out a team-building exercise face to face in this way. Thirty to twenty? Quality is not an advantage? The clever demon monk immediately notified the Nascent Soul monk who was in charge. As a result, the Nascent Soul cultivators of both sides faced each other face to face. The demon monk was naturally furious and wanted to search the soul to find the murderer. Correspondingly, the local Nascent Soul cultivators of the Miaofa Sect were naturally unhappy. After a "friendly" meeting, the two finally restored the truth of the matter. The seven magic elixirs besieged the old monster Qiong of the Yue Kingdom's Yanyue Sect! The old monster Qiong first killed the lone ranger Zhao Feng of the Yuling Sect, then used the Hidden Spirit Veil to learn of the conspiracy against him and launched a counterattack. After killing several people, he was discovered. In the end, the two sides fought a fierce battle, and in the forest, the old monster Qiong and the cultivator named Yang from the Hehuan Sect died together. As for the storage bag? Who knows, it might have been picked up by some lucky monk, or even by a demon monk. In short, it's reasonable, very reasonable. Both sides agree on this truth. Because among the late Jindan cultivators at the scene, such as Fairy Hongfu, they could definitely not kill Ding Zhen at first sight. Among the cultivators who were not present, both sides were genuine cultivators in the early stage of Jindan. In the early stage of Jindan, he killed seven people in the late stage of Jindan? There is no such possibility. There is no such awesome person in Tiannan. After that, both parties returned to their homes. Mingling in the crowd, Hongfu appeared calm on the surface, but she was actually feeling anxious.
Could it be done by my junior brother? Don't let anything happen. As for the old monster Qiong and the like? She didn't believe it at all. No reason, just a woman's intuition. . . . Jianmen Pass, On the top of the mountain, outside a tent, Hongfu was holding a sound transmission note, hesitating, as if she was afraid. "Senior sister? Come in." Hearing Li Xunhuan's voice, Hong Fu felt half relieved. People safe is good. As for the truth, it still needs to be verified. When she entered the tent, she looked around in her peripheral vision. On the desk, there were talisman pens, blood ink, and talisman paper, and several drawn talismans were neatly placed on the left. In the center stands an alchemy furnace, with green smoke rising from it and the aroma of elixir filling the air. The most important thing is that the junior brother was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with no spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, and he didn't look like he had just returned from a battle. In this way, she was completely relieved. This must not have been done by my junior brother. Come to think of it, no matter how powerful my junior brother is, there is a limit. At this time, Li Xun Huan seemed to have finished his training. He stretched himself lazily, looked puzzled, and asked in an innocent tone, "Sister, is there something important? Feel free to tell me." Hong Fu habitually kept a cold face, which just happened to cover up her emotions. She said in a deep voice, "I came here specifically to thank my junior brother. This auspicious cloud magic weapon is very useful." Hearing her words, Li Xun Huan couldn't help but grin and waved his hand nonchalantly. "It's just a top-grade magic weapon." After a round of greetings, Hongfu said goodbye and left. When the tent's warning formation was restored, Li Xunhuan couldn't help but burst into laughter. I'm so steady. With his legs hanging down from the bed, he wanted to go out and find out what happened. After all, it seemed like his senior sister knew something. However, when his feet touched the ground, he immediately retracted them. The matter is at the forefront right now, and if you leave now, it would be like trying to cover up your guilt. To be on the safe side, practice for ten days to half a month first. Let the bullets fly for a while! . . .
Twenty-one days later, Li Xunhuan successfully left the country. The sun was shining brightly in the sky and the weather was clear. Li Xunhuan walked towards the central tent with square steps. There are the latest battle reports from the battlefield. During the procession, Jindan cultivators came and went infrequently, all with relaxed smiles on their faces, and the sound of discussions could be heard everywhere. "Have you heard about that, the battlefield hero model, Qiong old monster!" "Don't they have names?" "The name is not important, the matter is important." "What's the matter? Wait, you are talking about the incident where Old Monster Qiong fought against the seven Jindan cultivators of the Demonic Path all by himself, right?" "Ah, you know?" "How fresh, who doesn't know it?" Li Xunhuan kept walking, with a nice smile on his face, feeling very happy. Old Monster Qiong, you have to take the blame for this. You're welcome. Your ghost in the Thousand Souls Banner must fight hard. But are these Jindan cultivators so relaxed because something unexpected happened in the war? With this question in mind, I came to the central tent. As soon as he entered the big tent, he saw the most conspicuous battlefield geomancy map, and under the map, Fairy Miaoyin was entertaining two monks. One of them was Nangong Wan. The other one was wearing the uniform of Yanyue Sect, his cultivation was in the late Jindan stage, and he was male. As a talented monk who was also being protected, Li Xunhuan understood immediately that this was another bodyguard of Nangong Wan. After nodding to each other from a distance, Li Xunhuan came to sit next to Nangong Wan and also listened to Fairy Miaoyin's "Picture Talk". "Fellow Daoists, please take a look. After Senior Qiong's battle, the situation regarding the invasion of the Demonic Path has changed dramatically." In the feng shui map, the black arrow representing the invasion of the evil way had shrunk back. According to Fairy Miaoyin, after the shocking battle that night, the demons retreated and were almost able to withdraw to the Tianluo Kingdom. The allied forces of the five southern countries neither advanced nor retreated, and still occupied Jianmen Pass. No wonder the Jindan cultivators outside were so relaxed, it turned out that the war ended briefly. It looks a bit cowardly, and actually it is a bit cowardly. This is normal. Who doesn't fear the revenge of the devil?
Li Xunhuan was not afraid. Not only was he not afraid, he was also prepared to carefully count the opponent's spoils. And take a yo-yo and take a tour of Tianluo Kingdom. (End of this chapter)