No one expected that Wang Shu would break through the fourth level of the Taoist realm at this time after three days of silence.

The cultivation has taken a big step forward.

A genius with the inheritor level is difficult to defeat the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm in the third level of the Dao Seed Realm. Whether or not there is a great gap in whether the Dao Seed Realm has condensed the Dao Lotus.

However, once the inheritor also condenses the Dao Lotus, his combat power will be the top strongest in the fourth level of the Taoist realm. He will continue to improve with his cultivation level, and he can even reversely defeat the fifth level of the martial arts cultivator in the future.

Just when everyone onlookers felt that Yang Qingxi would be broken by Wang Shu and directly suppressed him.

"Wow!"

A thick black mist filled Yang Qingxi's body, releasing the biting ice energy.

A powerful and powerful commander of the Yin Ghost appeared in the black fog, with armor-piercing swords, and a sheep-headed and flame-eyed eyes, as high as forty feet, like a majestic and majestic human-shaped mountain.

Its battles in its hand, and the pillars resist, collided with the palm power of Wang Shu.

"boom!"

The violent impact force is released.

At this moment, the top of Lingji Mountain was covered with black fog, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of black ice.

Yang Qingxi retreated backwards, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth under her veil, and was injured by the power of Wang Shu's palm. But her eyes became bright and confident, and the power of the ghost flag was even stronger than expected.

After the ghost flag appeared at the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, many older generation figures recognized its origin and saw that the dead spirit sealed inside was not just a ghost general.

The strength of combat power that can be activated depends entirely on the strength of the martial arts practitioners.

With the strength of the magic energy at the peak of the second level of the Yangqingxi Dao Seed Realm, the passing spirit in the ghost flag turned into the commander of the Yin Ghost, forty feet high, and the strength reached the level of the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm.

Of course, the wisdom, combat skills, and response speed of the Yin Ghost Commander are not as good as the true fourth-level martial arts practitioner in the Taoist realm. When they really fight, there is a gap in combat power.

After a single blow, Wang Shu retreated and quickly fixed his body: "It is indeed an amazing guardian war treasure! If it is in my hands, I will immediately have the combat power to enter the "Jiazi Book"."

"Yang Qingxi, give this item, you and I will work together to deal with Li Wei, and I will not blame you. At that time, the blood handprint magic armor will belong to you!"

Yang Qingxi held a silver sword in his hand, and his figure appeared faintly in the black fog: "I have no chance of winning against you who have entered the fourth level of the Taoist realm. This is indeed a good idea!"

Wang Shu knew very well that there were never unbreakable allies in this world, only common interests and judging the situation.

So he smiled and said, "I knew you were a smart person. Li Yizu Tian was abandoned and his future potential was limited, but I was like the rising sun, and I was improving every day. Being an ally with me is a wise move."

Yang Qingxi held the ghost flag and walked towards him.

Suddenly.

"Ao!"

"Wow!"

The commander of the Yin Ghost vomited cold fire in Turin, and the flames poured out like a waterfall. There was no heat, but the rocks melted, and the silver-leaf pine on the edge of the cliff instantly disappeared.

Wang Shu was alert in advance and did not fully trust Yang Qingxi, so he used his body skills to avoid them in a dangerous way.

The corner of his clothes and a strand of hair burned, and he quickly extinguished it.

"Yang Qingxi, I misjudged your relationship. It seems that you and Li Yizhi are truly in love. For him, they actually chose a dead end. Do you think that just this commander of the ghost can stop me?"

Wang Shu has a very high understanding. Not only did he successfully practice the great art "Golden Armor Mountain Movement Technique", but his body skills "Hanging Silk Shadow Technique" also achieved the first level. His body skills are weird and his speed is very fast.

His body leaned to the left and right, unpredictable, avoiding the battle spears swung by the commander of the Yin Ghost and catching up with Yang Qingxi who was retreating.

The arms turned golden, and the skin looked like golden armor.

The palm knife slashed down, causing the air to rush and explode.

"Wow!"

Yang Qingxi had no choice but to avoid it, and used the Ten Great Sword Technique to resist, with a lot of sword shadows in front of him.

A slender and slender figure flashed behind him.

The beautiful figure also held a silver sword of the fifth-grade hundred-character instrument. It was exactly the same as Yang Qingxi's figure, but there was no trace of blood on his face, and his skin was so white that it was so white.

It's Yang Qingchan!

The two of them joined forces, one left and one right, and thousands of scriptures flew out from the two silver swords, forcing Wang Shu back again.

Yang Qingchan's body had a very strong yin energy and her long hair was dispersed: "I think Wang Shu's proposal is actually good. The things on Li You are more attractive and easier to deal with."

Yang Qingxi used the second level of Taoist seed realm to fight against Wang Shu. Every time he confronted him, his injuries worsened a little: "Put the ghost flag to Wang Shu. The next moment, you and I will plant the Six Desire Talismans by him and become a toy on his bed. But with you, I, the commander of the Yin Ghost, you can fight him, just wait for Li Yi to come after saving people, and fight less, and the chance of victory is still very high."

"You seem to trust that Li Wei very much?" Yang Qingchan said.

It is difficult for Yang Qingxi to describe that feeling.

When fighting with Hua Yuzi, Li Wei once said, "As long as you have a breath, I will take you away." With the critical situation at that time, it was really not easy for Li Wei to be able to say what he said.

When she woke up at Changqing Temple, the first thing she saw was Li Yiu. She had a deep and different mood in her heart.

With such an experience, how could she not trust Li Wei?

The battle broke out again.

Yang Qingchan's spiritual cultivation in her body is extremely high, but she is limited by her fragile body and her combat power is extremely limited. Joining forces with Yang Qingxi can only barely restrain the king's skills.

A group of young disciples fled down the mountain one after another.

Only Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun stood on the cliff in the distance, with burning and exciting light in their eyes.

Sikong Jingyuan stared at the ghost flag in Yang Qingxi's hand: "The legendary Turin cold fire! This ghost flag is definitely the ghost city deep in the Dead's Secret Realm. Will the dead spirit sealed inside be a ghost marquis and ghost king?"

In the Dead Realm, the power of the dead spirits of the ghosts is divided into: evil souls, ghost generals, ghost commanders, ghost marquis and ghost kings.

The commander of the Yin Ghost is equivalent to the Taoist realm martial artist and spiritual thought master in the human race.

Guihou is equivalent to the martial arts cultivation in the longevity realm.

The Ghost Lord is equivalent to a great immortal life that has lived for hundreds of years.

It is also a long life, and the strength gap is huge.

When Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun were practicing in the Dead's Secret Realm, they heard that there was an endless ghost city called "Dongxu Ghost City", and there was an existence above the Ghost King who dominated everything there.

Its influence has reached the secluded world with a radius of millions of miles, and six habitats that are dotted in this secluded world, including Lingxiao Habitat.

Sikong Yanlun's eyes fell on Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan, and smiled and said, "These two little six are like rouge horses, with a sense of hatred that people want to conquer, and their figure and beauty are both outstanding, I like it."

Sikong Jingyuan said: "That's all right, the people belong to you and the flag belongs to me."

"What level is the dead spirit sealed in the flag? It's hard to say! If you pick the wrong one, don't regret it." Sikong Yanlun laughed.

"Boom!"

On the east side of the Fourth Son of God's Mansion, there was thunder and lightning, and the mountain was trembling.

Li Wei used a box of thunder magic Xuanbing to break the guardian formation of the Divine Son Mansion, held the Yellow Dragon Sword, and walked directly into the gap in the wall.

He quickly found Qi Xiao and Tuoba Bhutto locked on the stone wall in Wang Shu's cultivation room.

The two were once full of energy and were both pure immortal bodies.

One is the first person in the younger generation of the Qi family, and the other is the inheritor of the Tuoba clan in the northern border.

With the various ways of dragons, there will be a bright future.

But now, he is tortured to the point of being unpopular, his blood is swallowed by Wang Shu every day, his body is shriveled, and he is as thin as two hunched old men with disheveled hair.

One person has one arm missing and his body is entangled with chains.

There is a formation on the stone wall behind them. Once they want to break free and escape, or someone comes to rescue them, the formation will be activated.

Li Yi is a three-star spiritual thought master, and his mind power is stronger than the formation builder. He quickly found the array eyes of the two formations.

"Chew!"

The Yellow Dragon Sword stabbed out with a sword, breaking the formation on the stone wall behind Qi Xiao.

Then he swung two swords, cut off the iron chains locked on Qi Xiao, and hugged him, who was thin enough to a bone, leaving only sixty or seventy kilograms.

Li Wei felt guilty and extremely uncomfortable, and he was so guilty that he wanted to punch himself twice.

If it weren't for him, how could Qi Xiao be trapped in the Twin Rice Cult and end up like this?

"Little...be careful..."

Qi Xiao’s weakness reminds him.

Without reminding him, Li Wei released the nerves of heaven and earth, and his perception was extremely keen, and he noticed the yin and cold breath coming from his head, but he just pretended not to know.

Wang Zhi fell from the roof, pinched his claw prints, revealing a bit of snow-white teeth, imagining the scene where one claw penetrated Li Yi's head.

"Swish!"

Li Wei calculated the time and angle extremely accurately. His body suddenly stood up, and the Huanglong sword stabbed out and went upwards.

The sword light was sharp, and the light it spitted out turned into a bright sword pillar.

"No! I'm hiding my breath, and I didn't hide it from him."

Wang Zhi's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he felt as if he was actively rushing to the tip of the sword.

There is no way to avoid it, and you can only mobilize all your strength to gather in your palms and grab the Yellow Dragon Sword with your five fingers.
To be continued...