Soon we arrived at the battlefield.

"It's indeed them!"

Li Qinglang stopped and looked from a distance, his eyebrows slightly furrowed: Could it be because of the farce before that it slowed down the plot?

"You go back to the boat first!"

Li Qinglang let go of Tantai Feifei's hand and spoke indifferently, his body suddenly falling straight down.

The battlefields between the two sides separated instantly, and the figure falling from the sky made a big crater. Snow and fog were flying, and for a while, it was hard to see who it was!

"You have to pay for the sins you have done!"

The snow mist was blown away by the strong wind, revealing the figure holding the long sword Demon Saber in his hand!

Li Qinglang sighed softly, his eyes suddenly condensed, and all his cultivation power exploded.

The shadow of the complex golden elixir appears behind you, and the golden light shines like the sky!

The sun was shining brightly, and the terrifying aura on his body directly caused the battlefield between the two sides to open up a distance of ten feet again!

Originally, he wanted to use the Piaoxue Swordsmanship that he had practiced before, but at this moment, Li Qinglang felt something in his heart and temporarily changed the route of spiritual energy circulation.

As soon as Ren Jue Nian Sword pulled him, the demonic aura spread out! He was a little surprised at first, but then he felt relieved.

Holding swords in both hands, with demonic aura rising to the sky, he waved his absolute thoughts while floating, writing an ancient talisman.

Li Qinglang slashed down with his sword, "Demon sword, kill!"

The sword energy is flying horizontally, roaring in the sky!

The demonic energy emitted by the Jue Nian Sword glowed red at this moment, and countless sword lights flashed, shockingly turning the location of the Frost Wolves into a purgatory!

Behind his body, a stunningly beautiful woman appeared in a trance, with a blurry face. It could only be noticed that after she appeared, she looked at Juenian and sighed softly, then looked towards the south and passed away in the wind.

In the distant Xianyin Sect, on the ninth peak, Taoist Jiujue and Qi Yun stood on the edge of the cliff, looking to the north.

Taoist Jiu Jue suddenly had a look of nostalgia in his eyes, but then with a gust of wind, it turned into a calm lake again.

Qi Yun's expression did not change and he did not speak. If anyone at Ninth Peak knew the master best before, it must be him.

There are many things that my senior brother doesn't know, but my master often tells me about them.
Chapter completed!