Ouyang Xuan couldn't believe it. He stared at his eyes, slowly lowered his head, and looked at half of the green and ink blade punctured from his chest.

"How... How?" Ouyang Yu spit out three words with blood in his mouth, then turned his face and looked behind him.

The strange young man who calculated his grandson stood behind him with a calm face and a knife handle in his hands.

Bai Yiyi was also surprised. She thought she was going to explain here today. Unexpectedly, she killed Cheng Yaojin on the way, and she was saved.

But Bai Yiyi didn't understand how the young man could appear behind Ouyang Yu silently and pierce Ouyang Yu with a knife.

At the peak of the foundation building period, the body of the friars has long been spiritualized, which is by no means comparable to ordinary bodies and bodies. Ordinary weapons can't penetrate at all.

Is that knife a mysterious treasure?

No, it's not tongxuan Lingbao. There's no aura of weapon spirit on that knife. It can't be tongxuan Lingbao.

Ye renfei looked at Li Daochong in amazement and stabbed into the body of the monk Zhuji. The whole person was not well.

How is this possible?

Li Xuemei, who was hurt internally, opened her eyes greatly, and her beautiful black pupils trembled slightly. The teenager who had grown up with her has become so strange now.

Li Daochong's strength far exceeded everyone's expectations.

In fact, Li Daochong can pierce Ouyang Yu with a knife because the latter is not human cultivation, and the body is not a spiritual body, but a semi dark body.

If it is the peak of real people's foundation building, Li Daochong's knife can never be easily pierced. It's good to be able to pierce flesh and blood.

Every hair on Li Daochong's body is the enemy of the dark body. With the addition of Lingyang lightning, Cang ink itself is also an extraordinary product. It is a magic weapon of the heaven level.

All the factors come together. If this knife goes on, Ouyang will be pierced.

Of course, such an injury is not enough to annihilate Ouyang. When he turned his face, Ouyang's dead breath broke out completely.

"Little rabbit, die." Ouyang Yu roared like thunder.

Miso!

As soon as Ouyang Yu's voice fell, he wanted to give Li Daochong a fatal blow. The palm was wrapped with black air and waved to Li Daochong's spirit cover.

But Li Daochong didn't give Ouyang Yu a chance at all. He waved his hands up suddenly, and the knife flashed across Ouyang Yu's chest and was split in two.

The best target of Li Daochong's sneak attack is not Ouyang, but red shadow, fierce ghost or resentful bone. The probability of success of sneak attack on Ouyang will be lower.

But what Li Daochong did as like as two peas, he calculated Ouyang's string to make him the spirit of the undead soul coffin. Ouyang's breath was exactly the same as it.

If there is no relationship between them, Li Daochong's big toe doesn't believe it. The previously attacked Jindan friar called brother Ouyang before he died.

Ouyang Xian is also surnamed Ouyang. They are obviously related by blood and both sell their souls to the netherworld.

Ouyang Yu doesn't care about Li Daochong now. He just has no time to be distracted. Once Bai Yiyi is solved, Li Daochong will be next.

So Li Daochong will kill Ouyang Yu anyway to avoid future trouble.

Li Daochong can basically confirm that these two are the ancestors of Ouyang family, one of the four families of chiyangxing.

Even if he escapes from heaven, Ouyang will not die, and there will be a lot of trouble in the future.

Therefore, when Ouyang appeared, Li Daochong moved his heart to kill.

For such a guy who sells his soul to ghosts, Li Daochong will not have the slightest pity and sympathy. If he doesn't do it, he will kill.

When Ouyang Yu died, a faint ink mist was inhaled into Li Daochong's body.

"Drop."

"Kill the ghost puppet and gain soul power."

Hesitant Ouyang Yu is not a ghost. Even if he has a higher level and reaches the peak of foundation building, he can transform less dead souls than lower fierce ghosts.

Nothing is better than nothing.

"Thanks, little brother." Bai Yiyi grinned at Li Daochong.

"No thanks." Li Daochong replied faintly, and his backhand was another knife.

Li Daochong didn't relax his vigilance because he killed Ouyang. The red shadow ghost had broken free from Bai Yiyi's white ribbon and flew over.

Red shadow fierce ghost is a kind of high-level grievance among the ghosts. The female ghost in red handed down by the people in ancient times is the red shadow fierce ghost in the underworld.

It is said that a persecuted woman, who hated the world because of resentment, committed suicide in red clothes at the extreme overcast hour of midnight and was transformed after death.

In fact, people can't come back to life after death or become ghosts. Instead, resentments attract red shadows and fierce ghosts to devour the resentments of suicidal women.

The red shadow ghost is inherent, not by suicidal women. Coincidentally, the appearance of the red shadow ghost is the image of a woman in red.

Li Daochong's knife carries Lingyang lightning, and the fourth time of the nine split knife formula is to cut the sky.

The red shadow and the fierce ghost flew towards him. Unexpectedly, the celebrity who turned his back to him didn't dodge, but chopped him with a knife without warning.

The quiet body was not afraid of physical damage, and the instinct reaction of the red shadow ghost was not afraid, but when the knife came with the knife awn.

The red shadow was fierce, the ghost was quiet, and the two pupils suddenly opened. The knife awn was mixed with blue lightning.

Lightning, one of the nemesis.

"Ah." the fierce ghost of the red shadow gave a cry of fear and suddenly stopped flying. But because the impact was too fierce, it turned violently and twisted its secluded body in the void.

Li Daochong didn't leave any hands on this knife. He made it very fast.

After all, the fierce ghost of the red shadow was half a beat slow, and the knife awn flashed over the side shoulder of the red shadow.

Ho ho!

Lightning flashed.

The red shadow ghost was shocked and flew out and hit the barrier surrounding the cave. The invisible barrier itself was also transformed by energy and the secluded body could not pass through.

The red shadow and fierce ghost are like people hitting the wall. When a ghost hits the wall, the dark red light and shadow of the secluded body darkens in an instant.

Eh!

Bai Yiyi gave a light sound, and her pretty eyes stared at Li Daochong. The young man was able to force back the fierce ghost of red shadow with one blow.

fierce.

Bai Yiyi asked herself that she didn't have this ability at the beginning of foundation construction.

"Elder, what are you looking at? Don't you help?" Li Dao frowned and turned to Bai Yiyi standing on one side.

Ye renfei listened to Li Daochong speak to a Jindan friar in this tone. Isn't this trying to die?

You really think you are invincible in the world. Yes, you are very awesome now. At this age, you can barely rank in the whole Federation when you break through the foundation period. You are a genius.

But in front of friar Jindan, you are just a stronger dog and cat.

Second, you are just a matter between thoughts. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the gap. On the surface, there is only one level gap between Zhuji and Jindan.

However, this gap is like a gap, which is hundreds of times larger than the gap between gas gathering period and gas refining period.

Li Xuemei and ye renfei had the same idea. Although Li Daochong was surprised, he heard him speak to a Jindan friar at the moment.

Li Xuemei's heart suddenly pinched a sweat for Li Daochong. It seems that the boy was still stupid in those years.

"Ah, I'm sorry. My brother just waved a knife. It's so handsome that I'm stupid." Bai Yiyi lost her voice and showed a shy look on her face.

What?

Ye renfei's face was covered, and Li Xuemei's expression was dull.

It's understandable that the female nun of the golden pill didn't care about Li Daochong's bad attitude. After all, this is an extraordinary time.

But the dignified female nun of the golden elixir replied to a hairy boy who had just built a foundation with a kind of coquettish tone. What the hell is this?

An illusion must be an illusion.

Ye renfei thought silently and shook his head again.

No, it's not an illusion. The golden elixir must have practiced some skill. She needs a boy to be a cauldron.

It must be so, otherwise it doesn't make sense.

Ye renfei kept looking for reasons to convince himself.