The core disciple of the Seventh Sea said: "Your Highness, please leave with us quickly. A terrible blood mud spirit ran out of the deep black swamp of Nether Flowers. It had cultivated its spiritual intelligence, was extremely fierce, and robbed everywhere. Many disciples of the Divine Cult have been attacked by its poisonous hands."

Li Wei stared at him: "You are a smart person who can say this at a critical moment. Now the Son of God of Japan will spare your life."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

Five people were as if they were amnesty.

Li Wei changed the subject: "Take all the meditation flowers and the spirit platform Yanxing Stone on his body. If anyone is not honest, the five people will be guilty of the same crime."

The five of them felt like they had lost their parents. Faced with Li Yi's strong and arrogant thoughts, they did not dare to play tricks.

This fourth son of god and the sixth goddess are the ruthless and stunning figures of the rising new generation of the Divine Cult.

Li Yiu got seven meditation flowers and a piece of Lingtai Yanxing Stone, and was intimidated again. He made sure that they had handed them all out, and waved: "Let's go!"

"Your Highness the Son of God is sure that you really let us go? We are willing to surrender, so it is okay to plant the spiritual fire of death." A martial artist from the Sixth Sea was very worried, thinking that Li Yiu would not let them go so easily.

It is rumored that the Fourth Son of God is a man without any grace, and even the magic weapon and war suit on the body is removed as soon as possible.

Li Wei said: "Get out!"

"Wait a minute..."

The five of them rushed out and were forced to stop again, their hearts were up and down, uneasy and troubled.

Li Wei asked, "Seeing the fifth son of God, there was snow for a day, and the sixth goddess and the others?"

Suddenly.

"roar!"

A loud whistle came from the depths of the swamp.

It was Tuoba Bhutto's voice, very anxious, the second and third sounded quickly.

Li Wei's face changed slightly, he ignored the five core disciples, turned into a afterimage, and rushed towards the direction where the whistling sound came.

The figure quickly faded away.

...

Tuoba Bhutto's pure immortal body was like silver, full of metal texture. He put the divine movement talisman on his chest and escaped quickly on the swamp.

A hundred feet away behind him.

Two black robes were chasing with each other, one on the left and one on the right.

Their name is Sikong Qin and Sikong Ce, with old faces, tall and thin figures, and similar appearances. One holds a bow and arrow, and the other holds a sword and shield, and is responsible for long attacks and close defenses.

The surname of the Swordman is either followed by the breeder, or the adoptive father and mother, master, and master.

Sikong Qin and Sikong Ce were raised by the Lord of the Kurong Palace, so they naturally belong to the "Sikong clan".

"This kid must have wanted to alarm the evil things in the Black Flower Swamp through the whistle and seek to escape from danger." Sikong Ce said.

"The inheritor of Tuoba clan has a great body speed. He is now the true teaching of the Linggu Palace. He cannot let him escape, otherwise we will have big trouble."

The silver bow in Sikong Qin's hand was tall, and his body seemed to have no weight. Suddenly, it floated into the air dozens of feet high.

The bowstrings were pulled apart, and hundreds of scriptures burst out.

An arrow shot out, and the strings shook like thunder.

The arrow dragged out its tail more than ten meters long and instantly caught up with Tuoba Bhutto.

"Swish!"

Tuoba Bhutto's body flashed with silver light, his body was divided into seven, and each clone stepped on mysterious traces and dodged.

The two-meter-long arrow had clearly flew past him, but suddenly a chirped. A large number of scriptures appeared on the arrow, condensed into a firebird, flew around, and turned back.

"Even arrows are hundreds of characters?"

Tuoba Bhutto held a rusty spear in his hand, his eyes were like a lion and tiger, and he seized the opportunity and accurately shot the firebirds and arrows away.

After a brief delay, Sikong Ce chased him within dozens of feet, releasing the appearance of his heart and covering him.

Tuoba Bhutto knew very well that if he continued to escape, his speed would be severely limited by the opponent's appearance of the Taoist heart and could not escape at all. Soon he would fall into the attack of two people one by one, one by one. In that case, he would undoubtedly die.

It is better to take advantage of Sikong Qin's death to fight before he catches up and kill Sikong Ce first. There may be a glimmer of hope.

He strided heavily, turned back with his spear.

The spear in his hand was found from the bottom of the swamp and weighed tens of thousands of pounds.

"I am worthy of being the inheritor, and I am very brave."

Sikong Ce narrowed his eyes, and slapped the round shield in his hand.

"Bang!"

This fourth-grade Hundred Character Level shield was activated. A huge body of a lint lion and beast light and shadow rushed out of the shield, releasing the powerful aura of the fourth level of the Taoist seed realm, and swung its claws and slapped it out.

It was at this time that Li Yiu arrived nearby.

Instead of taking action immediately, he restrained his breath and hid it in the miasma and dense aquatic plants.

While watching the game, check the surroundings.

The two old men in front of us are the two men who had previously pursued the Truth Zen Forest with Sikong Jingyuan. It seems that the characters who condensed the Taoist lotus, both possess powerful magic weapons and are quite strong.

"Swish!"

Tuoba Bhutto showed his strange body movement, jumped up from the claws of the light and shadow of the war beasts, walked in the air, and stabbed Sikong Ce with a spear.

The spear whistles very fast.

Even though Sikong Ce was experienced and experienced, he was secretly shocked.

With a sword, the light of the sword flashed like a bright moon.

It was actually a kind of Taoist sword technique. With the blessing of the third-grade 100-word weapon sword, the power increased by one point, breaking Tuoba Bhutto's killing momentum and shaking him out.

"Haha! Junior, you're a little tender."

Although Sikong Ce laughed so loudly, he actually couldn't laugh at all. He had already given his all, and after a round, he could not hurt the other party even if he was one level higher than the other party.

This is a genius who can be crowned the Son of God!

"boom!"

The swamp next to him exploded, and an invisible figure flew out.

Sikong Ce's heart pounded violently, his hair blew up, feeling a death threat, and instinctively slashed out, cutting the sneak attacker hiding under the swamp.

A pain came from the neck and a blood mark appeared.

He touched his fingers, his hands full of warm blood.

As soon as the reaction was too late, the neck might have been cut off.

Qi Xiao, wearing an invisible jacket, fell into the swamp by a knife, and was unable to maintain his invisibility and turned into a translucent figure.

Sikong Ce was furious and sneered: "No wonder you launched a counterattack here. It turned out that there were helpers hiding in the mud. One broke my body-protecting magic energy, and the other attacked with the trend. Unfortunately, what you are facing is the existence of the Taoist lotus, and there will be no chance in the future!"

Sikong Qin arrived and released the appearance of his heart and enveloped Tuoba Bhuto and Qi Xiao.

In the two external images of the Taoist heart, thousands of wisps of magic energy surged, like a net of heaven and earth covering them.

"Escape into the corruption underground! I am proficient in the art of earth escape. You go first, I will cut off the back." Tuoba Bhutto said.

Qi Xiao noticed something and stared at the back.

The endless swamp is half a turbid puddle, half a scattered land.

Li Wei, wearing a mask, was slow and slow, and walked on the water plants like a ghost.

"No need to escape, have a fight with them." Qi Xiao laughed.

Hearing this, Sikong Qin and Sikong Ce could not guess who was coming.

Chief Sikong Ce laughed and said, "The Fourth Son of God is here now? I think I have to capture them first before I can force you out."

The two of them did not underestimate Li Wei, but they would not be overestimated. A martial artist who was abolished by the ancestral field could only change his mind and mind power. How strong can he be?

Li Wei said: "What are you forcing me out? Kill me?"

Sikong Ce did not dare to answer this and looked at Sikong Qin. The two of them practiced together since childhood, and they had a mutual understanding, cooperated with each other, and secretly sent a message to discuss the next tactics.

Li Wei looked at Tuoba Bhutou and Qi Xiao: "The magical instruments they have are of good quality and can be sold for a lot of money."

"I'll book his knife first! I don't have a decent magic weapon now. If I had a good knife just now, maybe I'd already sneaked and slashed his neck." Qi Xiao said.

Li Wei said: "Okay, his sword belongs to you. Let's take action later, go around behind them, don't let them escape. These old masters have all practiced the escape technique of saving their lives to perfection. It is easy to defeat, but difficult to kill."

"Junior, you're a little underestimating the enemy!"

The bow in Sikong Qin's hand is a four-grade hundred-character instrument.

A single arrow shot out, forming a powerful wave of air.

Li Wei pinched the flower with his hand and pointed it out lightly.

The "Jin Demon Finger" of the first level of Liuru Burning Art was used, and the mind power and the golden crow flame merged into it, and immediately collided with the flying arrow.
To be continued...