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Bai Li, who had been closed for nearly two months, finally opened his eyes and looked at the dust on his body. He couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly. It seemed that he had to go to Yuanling Island next time to see if there were any spells such as dust avoidance spells.

Pushing open the big stone at the mouth of the cave, Bai Li, who drilled out of the cave, immediately breathed the fresh air in the valley, and a feeling of reincarnation filled his heart.

Two months ago, I was a rookie immortal practitioner who was slaughtered by others. Now, although his cultivation is not as good as that of two months ago, there are already three major immortal arts. No matter how dangerous this middle soil is, there is nothing to be afraid of!

Walking among the valleys, the wild forests that originally seemed to be poor mountains and rivers have now become cute in Bai Li's eyes. The whole person is relaxed, unrestrained and elegant, and has a fairy-like appearance.

The original owner of the small cave, a group of small wild boars, saw that the villain who had seized his home finally left, immediately rushed into his cave and refused to come out again.

Bai Li doesn't need to look at it. His consciousness has transmitted this scene to his mind. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he said in his heart: I'm really sorry to have occupied your home for so long, but don't worry, I won't come back again. This world belongs to me.

Because there was no spiritual sword, Bai Li could only use fog hiding and fly in the wind. On the way, he met several disciples of Yuyangmen. In order to test the performance of the fog hidden art, Bai Li deliberately approached a few people with low cultivation and found that they did not care about the white fog they were in at all. He secretly praised that this little spell was really easy to use.

It's not easy to find Huang Yilai in such a big Liefeng County. Bai Li rushed to the valley where Zhang Yibai was buried as soon as possible. After standing silently in front of the grave for a while, he looked for it in the valley. Other people killed have been eaten up by the insects and ants in the mountains, leaving only tired white bones complaining about grievances.

In the original position where Huang Yi stood, Bai Li found a small piece of cloth, on which there was a wisp of divine consciousness attached to it, which almost dissipated.

As soon as Bai Li identified it, he knew that it was Huang Yi's thing. He thought to himself: Yi Bai's desperate blow that day really left something. Holding the cloth tightly, Bai Li did not hesitate to apply the soul lock. The divine consciousness gradually concentrated, and the direction of the target immediately became clear.

Huang Yi is now in the original general altar of Qingyumen.

Liefeng County has become the territory of the Yangshen Palace at this time. Yuyangmen, the newly surrendered horse pawn, can be said to be conscientious. There are disciples patrols in various entrances and air, including many elders in the foundation period.

In view of this, Bai Li had to go out day and night to reduce his chances of being found.

Finally, a few days later, Bai Li arrived at the main altar of Qingyumen, near Qingyu Mountain. Looking at the Qingyu Mountain and the dilapidated Shanmen that had known Zhang Yibai, he sighed in his heart: But in only two months, things have changed.

After Yuyangmen occupied here, it was not destroyed, but repaired it as a branch. Nowadays, they are all disciples of Yuyangmen. Occasionally, you can see some disciples of Qingyumen being dragged out of the mountain gate and dragged to an unknown small valley for execution.

These Bai Li are all in his eyes, but he doesn't intend to save him. His purpose is very clear. I'm not a savior or a chivalrous person. I just come here for revenge.

For several days in a row, Huang Yi's consciousness did not leave the Herring Gate. Bai Li, who was quietly waiting outside, almost thought that when his soul lock failed, the opportunity appeared.

On this night, Bai Li thought that Huang Yi would not appear as usual. He was exercising the Zhenyuan whirlpool in Dantian in a cave. Suddenly, his mind jumped and he immediately opened his eyes.

Huang Yi unexpectedly came out of Qingyu Mountain at this time. Bai Li felt a little strange. He immediately used the fog shadow technique and leaned closer to the target.

It seems that Huang Yi has something secret. After he came out of Qingyu Mountain, he went to the deep mountains and old forests, which made Bai Li feel even more strange.

Finally, the target stopped in a dense forest. Bai Li did not dare to get too close. He only stopped on a hill where Huang Yi could be seen, hiding on a tree trunk with luxuriant branches and leaves, looking down.

In the dark night, because there are too many trees in the dense forest, the moonlight is also shadowy on the ground. With the swaying branches and leaves and the strange wind blowing, the whole forest looks gloomy and horrible.

At this time, another person flew from a distance. Bai Li thought to himself: Could it be that Huang Yi discussed the secret with someone?

"Jiang's nephew, you're late. Ha ha..."

It was Huang Yi who spoke, and the other person seemed to be quite afraid of him and said submissively:

"There was something delayed just now. I hope Uncle Huang can forgive me!"

Huang Yi did not blame, but still said with a smile:

"Nice-in-Nice Jiang, I want to congratulate you. I didn't expect that you, an outside disciple, can also get the entry order of the Demon Sect. It seems that we old guys still look down on you!"

Bai Li was shocked when he heard this, Mo Zongmen?

The Mozong sect is a special branch of the Yangshen Palace. It has great power in the sphere of influence. All the Xiuzhen sects under the Yangshen Palace are a little afraid, because it is basically a secret agency for the inside and outside the power. It is the same nature as the Imperial Highness the Immortal Tower of the Void. All the monks who can join are excellent disciples of all factions. All Xiuzhen sects are proud of their disciples serving in the Demon Sect Hall.

The nephew of Jiang also seems to be proud that he can get started, and he is also a little proud when talking:

"This is all during the comparison, and the seniors are humble to me, hey hey. I don't know why my uncle asked me to come here so late?

"Of course, for your entry order, my apprentice also wants to join the Demon Sect. Can Jiang's nephew cut off his love?"

Although Huang Yi spoke tactfully, his tone was unquestionable, and his voice began to turn cold.

If this guy doesn't know, he will probably be poisoned by Huang Yi. Bai Li thought in his heart.

Jiang's nephew was really frightened and stammered, "This is what I won in the game. My family relies on me to join the revitalization of the Demon Sect. Please let me go!"

When Huang Yi heard this, he said coldly, "Since you don't know how to praise, I'll take it myself!"

"Ah~~~"

Obviously, Jiang's nephew was injured by Huang Yi's secret action, and then he saw a bright white light flying out of the forest and running away in the distance at a very fast speed, and then another white light chased it out.

Bai Li didn't expect to see a farce of the same family, and he was not ambiguous, and immediately showed his body to follow.

Jiang's nephew didn't fly far, and then snorted. He fell from the air, and Huang Yi followed.

"With your ten-level cultivation of gas refining, you can not die under my Xuantie sword. Sure enough, there are some ways."

Huang Yi did not give Jiang's nephew a chance to call for help. He cut his throat with a sword, and then groped for the body. After a while, a black token was found by him.

"Hmm, such a precious thing is really carried close to the body! What kind of person is it?"

Huang Yi quickly put his sword in the treasure bag next to the token and looked at the big tree where Bai Li was hiding.

It turned out that when Bai Li saw Huang Yi killing people just now, he immediately remembered Zhang Yibai's tragic death. A nameless anger rushed to his forehead. Zhenyuan couldn't help boiling, which made Huang Yi's cultivation much higher than him.

Since it has been found, there is no hidden meaning. Although he wants to sneak up on the other party, relying on the sunflower thunder, Bai Li is not afraid to confront Huang Yi head-on, and even a little excited, so he jumped down from the tree.

"Are you the remnant of the herring gate?"

Obviously, Huang Yi recognized his sect from the cyan gown worn by Bai Li, but he couldn't figure out how a disciple of Qingyumen in the early stage of gas refining dared to follow him.

"Do you remember two months ago, you killed my best friend, and today I'm here to avenge my brother!"

After listening to Bai Li's cold words, Huang Yi suddenly laughed, as if he had heard some funny jokes. He laughed loudly and said, "I killed too much garbage at that time. How can I remember? Do you want to kill me with the cultivation in the early stage of refining gas, hahaha..."

"That's right, I'm going to smash you into ten thousand pieces today!"

Bai Li didn't want to talk nonsense with the enemy in front of him anymore. He shouted and launched the fog secret. This time, the goal is not himself, but Huang Yi.

A mass of fog appeared out of thin air and immediately wrapped Huang Yi.

"Little illusion, do you want to sleep with me?"

Huang Yi in the fog didn't expect that the other party would impose a spell he had never seen before. He was very angry. If he was trapped by a disciple in the refining period, where would he spread his face? The black iron sword was sacrificed, and the golden sword gas mass immediately burst out, and began to tear the fog in front of him.

Sure enough, masters who have too much cultivation can't be trapped with fog hiding.

When Bai Li saw the thinning fog, he sighed in his heart that he wanted to use the sunflower thunder, but he was worried that the fog range was too large to hit the target. This was his only most powerful weapon. He had to use a divine attack to deal with him first.

Bai Li pinched the magic seal with his hand, closed his eyes, and quickly began to concentrate the divine consciousness. A wisp of divine consciousness in the brain was forcibly aggregated into one piece, forming a cone shape, and slowly rotated.

With Huang Yi's shout, the white fog he trapped was blown away by a golden light, and the whole person rushed out of it angrily. Under the finger of the sword, the golden light mass immediately rolled up to Bai Li.

This garbage that dares to attack himself must chop it into minced meat!

Under Huang Yisheng's anger, the golden light mass became a little bigger. It seemed that he wanted to kill Bai Li in front of him in one fell swoop.

Bai Li can clearly feel the anger in Huang Yi's heart through the soul lock. It is this moment that he has been waiting for.

The heart of Taoism has been broken, and even high-level monks are not enough.

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the two fine light shined directly on Huang Yi's eyes. Bai Li did not look at the golden light that was already close at hand, but stared at his opponent and spit out three words in his mouth:

"God Strike