Although the power of the second-level magic is far greater than that of the first-level magic, it is not only slow to cast, but also consumes a lot.

Even if it is not triggered, it will be difficult for him to last for a long time.

As long as he escapes from the white mist of the Linghu Lake, he no longer has to be afraid of the iron-faced man's sneak attack and can remove the defense magic on his body.

Everything is stable.

The hunchbacked old man successfully left the inner area of ​​Linghu Lake, his spiritual consciousness expanded, his vision was wide open, and he no longer felt frustrated inside.

He looked back at the white mist behind him, sighed, waved his palm, removed the geomagnetic protection on his body, flew towards the water, preparing to restore some mana and return to the family.

Just then.

Hurry~

The lake is rippling under your feet.

The old man was shocked, but he saw a black fish swaying out of the water and diving again, and he was relieved.

"I didn't expect that a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage would make me a frightened bird. It's so ridiculous..."

He laughed at himself, took out a futon from the storage bag and threw it on the water, and sat cross-legged on it.

The cushion seems ordinary, but it is nailed to the spot like a reef, providing the old man with a place to meditate and restore his magic power.

The old man glanced around and was about to close his eyes.

The next moment.

Sizzy ~

The lake water was boiling, and in the white steam, more than ten dark red fireballs broke out and wrapped the old man.

The old man was not surprised but happy, and did not dodge or avoid. He pointed his finger and shot the flying sword towards the water. At the same time, the cushion under him exploded, scattering more than ten fireballs.

Underwater, Li Qingxuan looked at the sharp qi machine covering his body, and immediately realized that he had been deceived. He shrank and hid his body under the belly of the big black fish, and several golden talismans were stimulated.

The next moment, the flying sword broke through the water, easily penetrated the golden light shield, passed through the fish body, and returned with blood stains.

Looking at the bright red blood rising under the lake, the hunchbacked old man sneered.

The foundation of the clan was destroyed, and the hope of the rise of the Fan family was shattered. If he didn't kill his enemies, how could he leave!

In the short time of the previous fight, he knew that the iron-faced man was probably from Xuanbao Pavilion, and that he had learned his existence and information through means, so he set up an ambush in advance.

Ambush is a manifestation of the weak.

The other party is a real Qi-refining cultivator, but it is very abnormal to be rich.

The Fan family has risen shortly after it has always been low-key.

Qi Refining Cultivator, and he also wants to take the risk of ambushing himself...

Adding up these factors, he had already guessed who the other party was.

The other party should also know that he has actually exposed his identity, so he will always follow him and want to eliminate hidden dangers!

The old man looked at the lake again and fell into silence, and had no idea to go into the water to check it out. He just sneered: "I tell you something. Although the outer disciples of Xuanbao Pavilion only have one disciple token, they can pass through many public formations. The spirit card is hidden in the breath of your soul.

You can hide now!

But when I go back, I will go to the law enforcement hall and use methods to invite friends to come to you. At that time, you will not find such a good opportunity to kill me and eliminate hidden dangers.

Li Qingxuan!”

Hurry~

The dead lake finally roared.

Li Qingxuan slowly rose from the lake, took off the iron surface from his face, stood on the water more than ten meters away from the old man, and looked at the other person indifferently.

He was not surprised that he was called out.

It is impossible for a Qi-refining monk to kill the Fan family on Linghu Island for no reason, and even risk ambushes a foundation-building monk.

If you think about it briefly, the old man will think of the information he received from the outer disciples who came to Linghu Longhujian before.

From the beginning of his acceptance of this task, the current situation was destined.

Can't escape.

The old man saw Li Qingxuan so decisively, and his turbid eyes were complicated.

Since I broke through the foundation building and issued the task of controlling the spirit, there have been basically no foreign disciples coming.

So he has an impression of this outer disciple who inexplicably received the Linghu mission.

A casual cultivator who is only in the early stage of Qi Refining can have more than five years of entry and the qualifications of the three spiritual roots at most, the middle stage of Qi Refining.

Going to Linghu is just a matter of adding a soul to the deceased.

So he didn't pay attention to the other party.

But he never expected that Li Qingxuan was so arrogant, and his talisman was as expensive as money. Not only did he destroy more than 30 cultivators from his Fan family, but he almost killed himself.

Now that the fate is over, the fate is...

When Li Qingxuan saw that he came out, the other party stopped talking and sneered: "Why, facing me, a little Qi-refining cultivator, do you have to delay time and restore your magic power?"

The hunchbacked old man flew around his body with a flying sword and nodded: "A normal Qi-refining cultivator will not throw out thousands of talismans without blinking his eyes."

His eyes showed bitterness: "From your style of conduct, you can see that you are cautious in your personality. If you don't die today, my Fan family will definitely be killed by you. I dare not be careless."

He was called to destroy his purpose, so he simply took out a spirit stone to absorb spiritual energy.

Seeing this, Li Qingxuan coughed twice, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood on the lake, took out a combination of plaster from the storage bag, and pulled open the clothes on his chest.

I saw a three-inch-sized blood hole squirming on his fair chest, and you could vaguely see the beating heart inside, and the injuries were horrifying.

He did not avoid that sword.

While applying the wound expressionlessly and swallowing the pill, Li Qingxuan continued to wonder: "Actually, I can't understand it at all. If you break through the foundation building, under normal circumstances, the Fan family doesn't need to covet the three dilapidated islands in Turing Lake, right?"

The environment of Linghu is not suitable for foundation-building practice. The earth's veins, water and spiritual energy are mixed, and even the spirit gathering array cannot be set up, otherwise it would not have become a place to catch spirit fish for disciples outside.

It is not normal for the Fan family to take risks and ask the family's children to go to Longhu Island to practice in advance.

It would be better to destroy the Wang family and the Li family directly.

Seeing that Li Qingxuan did not take action directly, the hunchbacked old man smiled strangely: "You should be a fool..."

The white light shines, the sword is sharp.

A afterimage instantly penetrated dozens of meters away and pointed directly into Li Qingxuan's head.

Li Qingxuan did not dodge or avoid, and gently hooked his fingers.

The old man felt a sudden heart and felt a chill in his lower body.

The next moment.

Boom ~
Chapter completed!