Wasteland oases, large and small lakes and swamps are everywhere.
Under the sunlight, the lakes and swamps reflect the light, like bright stars dotting the wasteland, so this place is named Xingxiu Sea.
Li Zhige looked calmly at the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in front of him, and then extended his palm.
Ding Chunqiu is a traitor, Chuchenzi is a disciple of Ding Chunqiu, and Li Zhige has nothing to say to the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect.
Seeing Li Zhige stretch out his palm, Chuchenzi didn't realize the danger yet. He licked his lips with a cruel smile on his face.
Xingxiu Sea is located in a remote place with few people. Their daily life is boring. They finally see outsiders and they have to have a good time. As for the way they play, I won’t say much.
From behind, several Xingxiu Sect disciples surrounded him.
The girl with snow-white skin, pretty appearance, and a pair of dark eyes that moved back and forth showed a cold light in her eyes, and shouted to Izuku, "Third Senior Brother, don't kill them first."
Didn't wait for Chuchenzi to answer.
The next moment, a terrifying suction force enveloped Chuchenzi first, and also enveloped several other Xingxu Sect disciples.
"No!"
Chuchenzi and others were horrified, looking at the man in front of them with distorted expressions. They found that their skills were constantly losing.
Isn’t this Master’s method of transforming gong?
wrong! Master's Gong Transformation Technique also requires contact with people to dissolve other people's Kung Fu, but they didn't come into contact with this man at all.
Who is this man in front of me?
What kind of evil technique did he use, and why was it even more evil than Master's method of transforming energy?
The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect were not frightened for too long. They had lost all their true energy, and the energy and blood in their bodies were surging and about to be sprayed into their bodies.
boom!
boom!
boom!
There was an explosion, and a cloud of blood mist floated in the air.
Li Zhige's eyes were calm and he shook his head gently.
Ding Chunqiu and his disciples were too weak. Together, they could only provide Li Zhige with less than twenty years of skill.
Li Zhige stepped forward and headed towards the depths of Xingxiu Sea.
Dugu Feng and Jiumozhi were already used to this kind of scene.
Wang Wu and Ma Liu stood frozen on the spot. They didn't come back to their senses until Li Zhige walked away.
The scene just now had a huge impact on them.
Looking at Li Zhige's back, the two of them swallowed, their mouths going dry for a while.
He is worthy of being called the Demon God by the world!
Those who are in the world of martial arts will always have a nickname, but you cannot choose the nickname yourself, you have to be given a nickname by the martial arts world.
Ordinary Jianghu people are usually nicknamed Gale Sword, Mountain Opening Palm, and Thunder Hand, named after their martial arts characteristics. There are also nicknames such as Jade Face Mengchang, Deadly Scholar, and Bloody Hands Human Slaughter. These nicknames are named after appearance characteristics, character traits, and methods of action.
There are even more powerful nicknames such as Sword Master, Sword God, and Sword King.
In the arena, a person's nickname can tell the attitude of the entire arena towards that person, and can also reflect that person's status in the arena.
For example, Ding Chunqiu gave himself the nickname Xingxu Old Immortal in order to show off his strong character, but Jianghu did not admit it. Instead, Jianghu called him Xingxu Old Monster, which also reflected the people of Jianghu's deep hatred for Ding Chunqiu. .
After the apricot forest, unknowingly, word of mouth spread among Beggar Clan disciples from all over the world, and the title of Demon God Li Zhige has been recognized by the world.
There are all kinds of nicknames in the world. Like Li Zhige, there is no one who is called the devil.
The word "demon god" refers to Li Zhige's god-like and demonic force, and also reflects the awe of Li Zhige in the world.
Arriving at the depths of Xingxiu Sea, Li Zhige walked towards the luxurious palace.
Along the way, many disciples of the Xingxiu Sect came to block the way, but before they could reach Li Zhige, their energy was taken away, and then they turned into blood mist and exploded.
In the luxurious palace, on the cloud bed, a tall old man with flowing silver hair lay on his side on the maid's jade legs. He had a long beard, which was as silver as his hair.
At this moment, the old man squinted his eyes, waiting for the beautiful maid to feed him fruit wine.
"Master, an enemy is coming!"
Just as the old man was enjoying himself with his eyes narrowed, the handsome young man quickly ran to the palace, his face full of panic and his eyes full of terror.
The old man suddenly opened his eyes, with a cold light in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Zhaixingzi, you have been with me for more than ten years. Don't you still understand my rules?"
Zhaixingzi knelt on the ground, with fear on his face. He hurriedly explained, "Master, I don't dare to disturb your leisurely life. However, the enemies coming this time are really not something that the disciples can deal with. I have no choice but to disturb the master." ”
The old man rolled over and sat up from the beautiful maid's lap. He looked at the Star Picker below with gloomy eyes and said nothing.
"Master, help!"
"Master, the enemy is coming. He is not a human at all. The brothers exploded into a mist of blood before they even got close to him."
A group of Xingxiu Sect disciples ran into the palace, knelt on the ground in fear, and asked for help from the old man.
At this time, the old man's burly figure stood up. He looked down at a group of terrified disciples and sneered, "A bunch of losers!"
The old man was about to have a seizure when he sensed someone outside the hall and raised his eyes to look over.
tap! tap!
Steady footsteps sounded as Li Zhige stepped into the palace and caught a glimpse of the old man with silver hair and flowing beard above him.
The two looked at each other, and the old man's eyes darkened.
Between masters, they can judge each other's strength based on their Qi.
Li Zhige looked at the old man above him, raised his hand to show the Seven Treasures Ring on his thumb, and said calmly, "Ding Chunqiu, can you recognize this thing?"
Ding Chunqiu's face trembled, his eyes were cold, his throat was dry, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Junior brother, did the old guy pass on everything he has to you?"
In the palace, a group of Xingxiu sect disciples kneeling on the ground looked at each other.
It turns out that this man is the master's junior brother and their senior uncle. No wonder he is so evil and terrifying.
Li Zhige shook his head, "Ding Chunqiu, you don't deserve to call me junior brother. As the third generation leader of the Xiaoyao sect, I will expel you from the Xiaoyao sect. From now on, you are not a disciple of the Xiaoyao sect. Today, I am specially I’m here to clean up the house for you.”
"Hahahaha...Junior brother, you are so arrogant! So what if you get the old guy's true biography? Do you think you can defeat me? I, Ding Chunqiu, can defeat that old guy, and I can also defeat you. !”
Ding Chunqiu laughed wildly, jumped down from the palace, and struck Li Zhige with a stream of fishy wind from his palms.
Ding Chunqiu could feel from his qi machine that Li Zhige was not weak, but he did not think that he could not defeat Li Zhige. He, Ding Chunqiu, dared to kill his master, and relied on his incomplete Beiming Divine Art to create his own martial art, and went rampant in the martial arts of the Western Regions. Naturally, he had confidence in himself.
Seeing Ding Chunqiu take action, a group of Xingxiu disciples in the palace had wild eyes and shouted loudly, "Old Immortal Xingxiu, his magic power is boundless, his supernatural power is vast, and his magic can dominate the Central Plains!"
Li Zhige stood there, calmly watching Ding Chunqiu attack in front of him, lazily raising his eyes and stretching out one palm.
In an instant, there was a strong wind in the palace.
Li Zhige burst out with an aura that frightened everyone in the world, setting off turbulent waves, making everyone feel like they were in an angry sea, like a boat that could capsize at any time.
The fanatical shouts of a group of Xingxiu Sect disciples suddenly stopped. They looked at the man in the palace with horrified eyes. At this moment, the man became the center of the world. His figure was infinitely taller, and he seemed to have turned into a demon holding the sky and the earth.
Ding Chunqiu's body froze, his eyes were ferocious, and he watched helplessly as a giant palm covering the sky came down.
This palm was like the sky collapsing, making him despair and making him weak and unable to resist at all.
Li Zhige pressed his hand on Ding Chunqiu's forehead. Ding Chunqiu began to tremble as if he was electrocuted, and his deep energy poured out desperately.
"Beiming Divine Art!"
"Junior brother, please forgive me! Junior brother, please spare me. I was wrong. I was wrong. Isn't that okay? I am willing to confess to Master, so just spare me..."
Li Zhige's eyes were cold and he kept drawing Ding Chunqiu's energy.
I have to say that Ding Chunqiu's true energy is indeed strong. An ordinary Jianghu person would be drained of all his energy by Li Zhige in just a short time. However, Ding Chunqiu has been holding on for a long time and his energy has not been exhausted. After all, Ding Chunqiu is also a rare master in the world.
A quarter of an hour later, Ding Chunqiu collapsed on the ground helplessly. His flowing silver hair and beard turned white and withered, and his originally burly figure became rickety. His whole body was dying, and his eyes could not hide the fear.
Ding Chunqiu was not young to begin with. He practiced Poison Technique again, lost the support of his true energy, and quickly became old.
In the palace, a group of Xingxiu Sect disciples looked at the aging Ding Chunqiu, and none of them dared to breathe.
