Chapter 75 Swordsman

Li Mingyang doesn't dare to move. The big guy in front of him is at least three feet high, but it seems to be almost three feet wide. After just taking a glance, Li Mingyang feels that there is a hill in front of him.

But this is a moving hill!

What's more founding is that in this guy's huge body, his head accounts for almost half, and his mind is almost a mouth.

"Big-mouthed monster?" Such a strange name suddenly appeared in Li Mingyang's mind. But soon he came to his senses. It was not a big mouth monster, but a hippo.

It's just that this hippo is so big that Li Mingyang can't see the top of its head when he looks up at it. His huge figure completely blocks all the light in front of Li Mingyang, and he can't even see the blood-red sky.

He clenched his fist nervously. Li Mingyang originally wanted to sacrifice a flying sword, but seeing that the huge hippo did not seem to have any sign of jumping, he was also very knowledgeable that he did not make such an adventurous action.

He didn't dare to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead, so he could only gradually retreat step by step. He is not afraid of fighting, but you represent him not afraid of death. Such an enemy is not something he can deal with. He just wants to retreat before the danger happens.

However, after a few steps back, Li Mingyang suddenly felt that his heel seemed to hit something. He quickly looked back and saw that there was a hill behind him. Li Mingyang did not dare to look up and quickly turned around and walked to the side. He didn't dare to run, so he could only walk as fast as possible.

Not long after Li Mingyang walked away, the "mountain" he had just bumped into suddenly moved. A huge hippo head turned from behind and put it on the hippo in front of him. He actually said, "Did you touch me just now?"

"No, I was sleeping just now." The first hippo replied lazily, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Maybe a little bug just flew over." The second hippo didn't even look out and turned its head to continue to sleep.

Li Mingyang walked a long time of incense in cold sweat and went to hide behind a real hill before he dared to turn around. Hiding on the hill and looking at it, Li Mingyang found out what kind of place he had been.

This is an oasis, or to be precise, it should be a "red oasis". There are many water berths in this place, and there are also many plants next to the water. But whether it is plants or water, they are all the same color as the soil, and they are all red.

Even those hippos tend to be dark red. Next to the largest berth, there are six such huge hippos sleeping. If Li Mingyang hadn't known that these huge things were hippos, he might have mistaken it for an island.

Li Mingyang was quite grateful for his "immortality". He thought that Wei Ran should have sent them out randomly just now, but he didn't expect to appear directly in such a ghost place.

After calming down, Li Mingyang suddenly frowned and slowly turned his head. Li Mingyang looked at a place not far away. It looks like a very ordinary small hill, but Li Mingyang sensed a dangerous breath from it. After discovering this, Li Mingyang quietly released his consciousness and directly explored the situation inside.

Although there is only the triple cultivation of the fantasy world, Li Mingyang's divine cultivation is very strong.

In the small mountain pass, he is a human monk. Although he is not very familiar with his breath, Li Mingyang can feel that he is definitely a ghost monk. Thinking of this, Li Mingyang raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and his right hand began to slowly make a formula and slowly walked towards the small hill, always pretending to be unaware.

The Netherian hidden in the small mountain pass thought that his concealment had deceived Li Mingyang, and he couldn't help snickering. When he held the flying sword in his hand more tightly. But suddenly, he felt a shaking on the soles of his feet. Before he could deal with it, a crack suddenly cracked in his back and under his feet.

The crack was not big, but the timing was too fatal. His feet and back lost their focus at the same time, and he almost panicked to scream. He finally controlled his body and couldn't help making a sound, but at this time, a cold flying sword accurately hit his neck.

"It's well hidden. Do you Central Plains monks like to hide in caves?" Li Mingyang deliberately asked flamboyantly.

At this time, the mysterious monk did not have the courage to refute Li Mingyang. The flying sword on his neck made him understand that his life and death were now completely in the hands of the other party.

"Don't kill me. I listen to you. I can help you kill others. I can help you find out where they are."

Hearing the other party's words, Li Mingyang asked with great interest, "Oh? Do you know how to find others? However, as soon as he asked, Li Mingyang beat him with his sword and scolded him with an angry face, "Do you know where others are? Why did you let me catch him?"

"I can't find the direction of others yet, but as long as you kill a five-fold underworld monk in the phantom realm, he has a located compass in his hand." The underworld monk covered his head and said.

"Are you a cabbage when you are a five-fold monk in the fantasy realm? If you say kill, you will kill!" Li Mingyang continued to shoot this guy fiercely, but he already had his own calculation in his mind.

Among these Nether monks, they are completely outsiders, and they are all from the Central Plains. If they meet multiple Nether monks at the same time, maybe they will unite to deal with themselves. He needs to consider these problems, so the most important thing to do now is not to encounter multiple underworld monks at the same time as much as possible.

And if you want to do this, it must be great if you can control the whereabouts of all of them. However, it is obvious that although his divine consciousness has been well exercised when studying the array, and the mysterious secret is also a mental method to refine the divine consciousness, his current divine consciousness cannot be strong enough to cover the whole Youlan Town. Even if he wants to cover this small hill with his divine knowledge, it is impossible for him to grasp the whereabouts of others. Of course, it is impossible to rely on the exploration of divine consciousness.

But according to this guy, it seems that these Netherworld monks in the Central Plains have locatable treasures in their hands.

"Only the five-fold fantasy world have a magic weapon for positioning?" Li Mingyang patted him again and asked.

"Yes, there are four five-fold Netherworld monks among us. Four of them are the ones that the Venerable wants to cultivate with all their strength, so only four of them have a positioning compass."

"Oh, well, it seems that we have to find a five-fold guy in the fantasy world." Li Mingyang muttered to himself.

"Yes, yes, your excellency is so amazing that it must be more interesting to challenge those five-fold guys in the fantasy world." Hearing Li Mingyang's words, the man hurriedly flattered.

"Oh." Li Mingyang nodded thoughtfully.

Feeling that the flying sword in Li Mingyang's hand was lowered a little, the mysterious monk suddenly relaxed a little, but as soon as he was relieved, he suddenly felt a cold in his chest, and a sharp pain spread all over his body in an instant.

"You...you..." looked at Li Mingyang with an incredible face, and this Nether monk's words were incomplete.

"What am I? I just think what you said makes sense, but it doesn't mean I won't kill you." Li Mingyang knew what the other party wanted to say, but said calmly.

Li Mingyang is not a good man and a believer. From the day he was caught by the army of monks and planted by ghosts, he knew that if he wanted to survive in this world, he must understand what the law of the jungle is. This is because he is stronger and more sensitive. If he was replaced by the other party with a flying sword on his neck just now, maybe the other party didn't even want to say more nonsense and killed him directly with a sword.

This is a triple underworld monk, which happens to be the most needed material for Li Mingyang. If he wants to advance to the fourfold of the fantasy realm, he needs the hearts of the three three mysterious monks.

The action quickly dismembered the body of the underworld monk, but Li Mingyang was not in a hurry to swallow his heart. He has always been used to swallowing three hearts directly, so he doesn't know what the effect of eating only one will have. For Li Mingyang, there is no danger in killing the three monks in the fantasy world. As long as you remain highly vigilant and not to be attacked, nothing will be fine.

"Let's eat together when we have three together." Put your heart in a treasure bag and don't worry about the heart being fresh enough for at least seven days.

Li Mingyang was a little surprised by the treasure bag of this triple underworld monk in the fantasy world. Although it can't be said to be a huge rich man, there are 100 top-quality spiritual stones in this guy's treasure bag, which is still a lot of wealth. You know, so far, Li Mingyang has only added more than 100 pieces of top-grade spiritual stones, counting Guo Yunshan's continuous rewards and his accumulated fortune in the past few months.

For a three-grade monk in the fantasy world, the refining limit of a day is only six or seven lower-grade spiritual stones, and one hundred top-grade spiritual stones are 10,000 lower-grade spiritual stones, which is enough for a fantasy monk for five years.

"The Central Plains monk is a Central Plains monk, and any small character is richer than me." Killing and grabbing treasures, and by the way, Li Mingyang gradually felt that he liked this lifestyle very much.

The only thing that made Li Mingyang feel a little puzzled was that when the underworld monk died, nothing else on his body changed, but the guiding stone turned into powder in a very short time and then died with the wind.

"Is the guiding stone related to his life?" Seeing this situation, Li Mingyang pinched his chin and guessed.

However, Li Mingyang only thought for a moment and immediately packed up and set out again. The battle in Youlan Town has just begun.

South Los Angeles, Linglong Gate.

When the Luoxian Pagoda of Linglong Gate was completed and Wei Ran, a monk from Taihe Gate in the Central Plains, opened the Luoxian Pagoda himself, Linglong Gate was finally completely seated in the throne of the first fairy gate in Nanluo City. Even though Guo Yunshan has not been promoted to the realm of the real spiritual realm for a long time, there is a Central Plains fairy family as a backer behind him, and the prestige of Linglong Gate can no longer be challenged by other immortals.

But in the Qinghe Hall, Guo Yunshan, who was supposed to be the most beautiful, now has a sad face. Bai Ming carefully accompanied his master. He didn't know what had happened, so he didn't dare to ask anything.

After a long time, Bai Ming finally couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart and asked, "Master, do you have anything else to worry about?"

"Worried things?" Guo Yunshan said unexpectedly, "I have nothing to worry about."

"But you have been frowning since you came back. Is there something else? Are you worried about Brother Li? Bai Ming guessed.

"All of them." Guo Yunshan said lightly.

Hearing this answer, Bai Ming can finally confirm Li Mingyang's position in Guo Yunshan's heart. It seems that as long as Li Mingyang can come back alive this time, he can definitely sit firmly in the position of Linglong Ten Heroes.

However, Bai Ming still asked doubtfully, "Are there any other problems besides Brother Li? What can I share for you?"

"Share?" Guo Yunshan always seemed a little distracted today, and then he was stunned for a while before saying again, "It's okay. There's nothing to share."

Seeing that his master was always distracted today but didn't want to say anything more, Bai Ming also shut up completely. The more he wanted to behave at this time, the more he would annoy Guo Yunshan. The best way is to be a transparent person.

After a long silence, Guo Yunshan finally said, "The weather is going to change."

"Hmm?" Bai Ming frowned doubtfully, but when he looked up again, he found that Guo Yunshan had disappeared.

"What do you mean?" Bai Ming said to himself more and more puzzledly.

Outside the Wanchen Valley, in a lush forest, there is a group of swordsmen in black who hide mysteriously. Everyone is firmly hidden in the forest like a civet cat, and even the branches where they are located will not shake at all.

In front of this group of swordsmen, a slightly thin swordsman said to a tough swordsman: "Master, I found out that the group of people who suddenly killed them were a group of Central Plains monks, but most of them are the kind of Netherworld monks who are specialties of the Central Plains. Their strength is ridiculously low, and the leader is Wei Ran of Taihemen."

"Wei Ran? What did the people of Taihemen come here for? Did they also find something in Youlan Town? The tough swordsman asked doubtfully.

"My subordinates are incompetent. This can't be found. Wei Ran moved too fast and stabilized everyone in Wanchen Valley in a day. Now he has completely blocked Youlan Town."

"Grandma, if I had known those guys here were so soft, I would have planned to kill them earlier." The tough knifeman said angrily, and then suddenly pulled out the long knife and said, "Let's go, do it."

"Master, wait. After all, the people inside are from Taihemen. It's easy to kill him, but what should I do after Taihemen?" The thin knifeman said calmly.

"What's wrong with the man of Taihemen? It's not a stick and two balls. Is it possible that he has one more than me? I can't control this. Go ahead and grab the things first. Let's talk about it later.