When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

The dark-faced middle-aged man, the tiger scholar, the old monk, and the killer of Pingtian Palace all turned to look at the fortune teller at this moment.

The fortune teller looked normal.

But the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly.

Miscalculated.

I thought it was a mysterious chess piece that was full of variables and suddenly broke into the chessboard.

Unexpectedly…

It was a fly that flew in accidentally.

Then think of my previous overreaction.

It was a bit embarrassing at this moment.

"Hahaha boy, do you know how many things you have done that no one else can do?"

"The great fortune teller actually miscalculated."

The man with a dark complexion was the happiest.

The fortune teller has always looked down upon him, and he knew it in his heart and had been grudges for a long time.

Outside the court, Li Tianyu and Li Tianxia were also affected by the halo, and their bodies lit up with a lavender halo.

Not long after they entered the practice of refining the void, their spiritual energy dried up.

"Everyone is a golden elixir now." Li Changxiao disagreed, "How did you know..."

"Won't you die by my hands?"

As he spoke, Li Changxiao looked at his long sword.

It was not sharp, nor was it cold, and looked like an ordinary long sword.

Zhao Qing was unable to speak.

Li Tianxia shook her head, "This brother of mine is so cute and stupid."

Li Tianyu nodded, his eyes full of ridicule, "Lianxu and Yuanying are separated by a huge realm. Even if their cultivation levels are suppressed to the same level, the gap between the two is still like heaven and earth."

"Not to mention the same level, even if they suppress their cultivation to the level of foundation building, they can still crush him."

"It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. No wonder he has practiced for thousands of years and is just a Nascent Soul. His vision and knowledge are not good enough, and his structure is too small."

Li Tianxia rarely agreed, "The key is that newborn calves may not be afraid of tigers, but they don't know how scary tigers are."

"What a pity." She added lightly, feeling sorry for the unborn "Crossbow" in her heart.

But he soon felt relieved.

Li Changxiao is not irreplaceable. When her Xingmin Trading Company gradually grows, she can recruit folk craftsmen to develop it.

If it doesn't work in one year, then in two years, the bow and crossbow will be made.

…

In streaks of purple light.

The faint blue light from Li Changxiao was particularly dazzling.

Li Chang laughed at himself and was filled with emotion.

How could I ever be qualified to confront such a person before?

He glanced at everyone one by one.

One by one, famous names passed through my heart.

But even so.

He didn't have much fear, on the contrary, he was a little eager to try.

I want to see if these dazzling stars are as unreachable as the rumors say and are the best in the world.

He tightened his grip on the sword.

Stand in front of Zhao Qing.

The meaning is self-evident, and Zhao Qing's eyes are also moved.

"Kill." The fortune teller said calmly.

However, for a long time, no one moved.

Zhao Qing was already certain to die in this game, and with the fortune teller behind him to coordinate the overall situation, everyone was not worried about any accidents.

On the contrary, this child's cultivation level is mediocre, and he was not qualified to even look at himself before...

Although the spiritual energy is exhausted.

But the pride in the monk's heart is still there.

They can join forces to kill Zhao Qing, or even use methods such as sneak attacks and ambush.

But he was unwilling to expend any effort to fight Li Changxiao.

It's disdain, disdain from the bottom of my heart.

The man in white in front of me was a nobody, and he was only in the realm of Nascent Soul. How could he fight against me?

It's in everyone's heart at this moment.

Li Changxiao was just a child in a barren mountain village.

He clamored to compare his knowledge with himself.

Who would?

However, even if it is disgust.

Someone had to take action. Soon, the middle-aged man with a dark complexion from the Corpse Puppet Sect walked out with a sinister smile.

Although he is arrogant, he also has a lot of evil spirits. When no one is willing to take action, he just kills a chicken.

See him stand up.

The expressions of everyone present softened a bit and turned into watching a show.

I saw the black and green man opened his mouth and spat out, and the black and green spiritual energy turned into hundreds of skulls in the air, mixed with the roar of the innocent souls, and rushed towards Li Changxiao.

Li Changxiao shook his sword.

Colorless and invisible, the spiritual energy that seems real and fake wraps around the sword and sweeps out.

"This aura..."

"It's quite strange. This is the first time I've seen it."

Li Tianxia said with interest.

"Aura pays attention to quality and characteristics." Li Tianyu said slowly: "Senior Corpse Puppet's aura is black and blue, with extremely yin attributes. I heard that on the eve of the exhaustion of the aura, senior refined the poison of ten thousand corpses and successfully integrated it into the source. , the strength will reach another level.”

"As for the attributes of Li Changxiao's spiritual energy, I don't know if it's my misunderstanding. I always feel that it is very vain. It is more superficial and thinner than any spiritual energy I have seen."

"Perhaps the foundation is too poor."

Li Tianyu shook his head, but when he spoke, there was a trace of reminiscence in his eyes.

That era was so dazzling and grand.

There are thousands of schools, thousands of techniques, and geniuses and treasures can be found everywhere.

While talking.

In the field.

A strong wind arose between heaven and earth, and the yellow sand in the sky formed a ferocious river python.

The python roared and plunged headlong into the sea of ​​skeletons. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed hundreds of skeletons.

"Sword intention?" The scholar riding the tiger smiled slightly, "Is this sword intention realized by observing the river python?"

"Jiang Mang Er'er, what is there to understand about such evil beasts?" the killer of Pingtian Palace said calmly, his expression full of disdain.

The black and green man thought, and the black and green skull continued to divide.

The situation surged exponentially, and the river python was eaten up in an instant.

Moreover, the skull is highly poisonous, and the poisonous gas is spreading rapidly.

Li Tianyu, who was watching the game from the sidelines, felt that it was an eye-opener.

"Senior's secret technique of the Skeleton Sea not only incorporates his own insights, but also adjusts the movement of spiritual energy."

"Normal Golden Core cultivators can only control a hundred skulls. But the seniors can spit out thousands of skulls, and they can also divide themselves. This is something that even the gods can't do."

Li Tianyu has extensive knowledge and has come into contact with many powerful monks.

So I know their horror.

There is awe in my heart.

Li Tianxia nodded in agreement. This move was enough to sweep away 99% of the Golden Core cultivators.

However, I saw the river python being devoured completely.

The ever-proliferating black and blue skulls.

More than yellow sand.

Cover the entire heaven and earth.

Li Changxiao sighed, it is really terrifying to be able to use such a move with Jindan cultivation...

He took a sip of the strong drink.

It's so spicy that it makes your tongue feel raw.

He did not swallow the wine, but stored it in his mouth. The invisible and qualityless, real and fake illusory spiritual energy was transferred from his Dantian to his mouth——

Then spray!

The wine sprayed into water mist, and turned into countless small river pythons, which contained extremely deep sword intent and crashed into the sea of ​​skeletons.

Soaking the royal medicine ginger in the wine strengthens the power of Jiang Python's sword intention.

A considerable part of the monks' divine passage methods are released through the mouth, nose, eyes and ears. The monks collect the essence of heaven and earth and preach from the pulpit, all need to go through the "mouth".

If that were the case, it would still be difficult to match the sea of ​​skeletons.

Li Changxiao breathed out another breath of fire.

The wine soaked in the Medicine King's Ginger burned fiercely when exposed to the open fire, quickly engulfing the sea of ​​skeletons with the force of starting a prairie fire.

The sky was dyed red.

Li Changxiao was thinking in his mind...

This move.

It's worth five taels, and drinks account for two taels.

(Small your hands, GG looks a hundred times more handsome! Please give me some free gifts, I want to eat chicken drumsticks, don’t force me to kneel down and beg you)