The left space, the right thunder method, the wish of immortality is in the heart

The two ran out for about a hundred feet, and Li Xun took out the flying scale boat and prepared to fly directly to Wenxin Pavilion in the distance, but he didn't care how he controlled the flying scale boat.

This flying scale boat can only float about three inches at most, and its speed is surprisingly slow. It is not as fast as Li Xun running at full strength.

Seeing this, Shen Mengyi said quickly.

"Brother Li, there should be a forbidden air formation here, making it impossible to fly."

"Okay, it seems we have to run towards Wenxin Pavilion in the distance."

Feeling that there was not enough mana in his body, Li Xun subconsciously took a pill to restore his mana, blessed himself with the wind control technique, and flew towards the Wenxin Pavilion in the distance.

Wenxinting Pavilion is not far from Li Xunde. If you can fly, it will only take a cup of tea at most.

It's just that a forbidden air formation has been set up here, and the Wenxin Pavilion is on the top of another mountain.

If you want to get over, you can only go down to the mountain stream at the bottom of the mountain that is more than [-] feet high, then cross a canyon, and then climb to the top of the mountain that is nearly [-] feet high on the south side.

Going back and forth like this is bound to take some time.

After receiving the blessing of wind control, Li Xun could jump one or two feet in one step, and Shen Mengyi naturally did not give in too much, but the mountain road was rugged.

Even though the two of them were already very fast, the winding mountain road still took half an hour.

Although Li Xun was protecting Shen Mengyi from going to Tianbing Lingchi to help her obtain the ice spirit body.

But his inner desire for the Five Elements Dharma Body has already surpassed everything else.

Without the Five Elements Dharma Body, Li Xun would have been at the Golden Pill stage at most in his life, even if a Ziyun Pill could help him break through to the Nascent Soul Stage in the future.

But he knew very well that with his qualifications, one Ziyun Pill was simply not enough.

The breeze from the mountain stream, the flowers and plants beside the path, and the mutilated corpses slightly further away all seem to indicate that this place was a vibrant scene not long ago.

"According to my master, the secret realm here has existed for thousands of years, but it is only opened every hundred years or so." Shen Mengyi took the initiative to explain as if she knew Li Xun's confusion.

"Well, let's hurry up. Other monks have appeared here, but I don't know if there will be more monks."

Half a quarter of an hour later, Li Xun, who was approaching the mountain gorge, suddenly waved his hand, and the two of them stopped in place instantly.

More than a hundred feet away, a dozen fourth-level ghost soldiers floating in mid-air formed a formation, and together they besieged a three-eyed wolf that was three to four feet tall.

It's a pity that these ghost soldiers' methods are really monotonous, and the magic weapons in their hands are not sharp enough.

Even if you can occasionally hit the three-eyed wolf hard, it won't hurt the three-eyed wolf at all.

The three-eyed wolf exuded a breeze, and opened its mouth in succession to push the group of ghost soldiers back several feet. Then it jumped on all fours and disappeared, so fast that it left an afterimage in the air.

Not far away, three people with black ghostly aura holding high ghost flags and controlling ghost soldiers hurriedly mobilized their protective treasures. One of them was just a step too slow, and his arm was bitten off by the three-eyed wolf.

"Brother Li, this is the three-eyed wind wolf, the best among the fifth-level monsters. We must go up to Wenxin Pavilion from him."

Li Xun looked at the three masked ghost cultivators opposite him, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he was making calculations in his mind.

These three ghost cultivators were obviously more powerful than the ghost cultivators from the Yin Gui Sect. Li Xun was not sure that he would kill these three people at the same time as the three-eyed wind wolf.

While he was thinking about it, the ghost cultivator whose arm was bitten off took out a three-legged tripod ancient treasure full of mana, sprayed a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue at it, and then turned pale and hit it towards the three-eyed wind wolf.

If the fake alchemy monk is willing to give up his blood essence, he can naturally control the ancient treasure with difficulty. However, every time he uses the ancient treasure and wants to use it again, he must spend several months in advance to instill a large amount of mana into the ancient treasure.

The monk with the broken arm shouted loudly, "Go."

The three-legged cauldron turned into a size of two feet and hit the three-eyed wind wolf on the head.

The ancient treasure emitting full of mana made the fifth-level monster three-eyed wind wolf feel fear and instinctively ducked backwards.

The one-armed monk saw that the three-eyed wind wolf was jumping farther and farther, and was about to exceed the attack range of the ancient treasure it controlled. He no longer ignored the sound transmission of his spiritual consciousness and shouted directly.

"Friend Daoist Sun, Friend Daoist Qiao, please help me quickly!"

One of them took out a scissors weapon, threw it in the air, and cut off the three-eyed wind wolf's ankle.

The other person took out a rope with billowing black energy and cast a spell. The rope was like a python, trapping the legs of the three-eyed wind wolf, making it lose its ability to move.

The three-eyed wind wolf was suddenly trapped in place, watching helplessly as the ancient treasure tripod hit his forehead.

"Brother Li, do we want to take action?"

"Of course I'm going to take action, but don't rush yet."

Li Xun and Li Xun were just about to discuss how to take action, but they saw that the vertical eyes on the forehead of the three-eyed wind wolf were just opening and closing.

The three-eyed wind wolf disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he had already bitten off the upper body of the amputated monk.

The other two people were immediately frightened out of their wits and quickly attached various talismans to themselves.

It's just that the three-eyed wind wolf didn't continue to attack, but watched the two of them scurrying around.

Seeing that the two of them were ready, the three-eyed wind wolf turned into an afterimage again, knocking one of them flying far away, while the other pinned the other to the ground with his front paws.

The huge wolf head stared closely at the ghost cultivator at his feet, still chewing on the previous broken-arm cultivator.

Blood mixed with saliva dripped onto the face of the ghost cultivator under his claws, completely defeating his psychological defense.

"Friend Daoist Qiao, please save me quickly. I will give up that treasure to Friend Daoist Qiao."

The mountain gorge was instantly filled with the monks under the claws of the wolf, crying for help.

The monk who was knocked out ran a hundred feet away. When he heard these words, he stopped and couldn't help but say.

"I can save you, but that treasure is not enough. We also need ten silver-armored corpses."

The monk who was pinned under the wolf's claws heard that the other party was willing to save him and said quickly: "As long as fellow Taoist Qiao can save Kong, a few silver-armored corpses are not a problem at all."

Upon seeing this, the ghost cultivator surnamed Qiao took out a tall coffin from the storage bag after some hesitation, took off a shining silver talisman on the coffin, and carefully put it into the storage bag.

He took out another bloody talisman and cast a spell.

The top of the coffin flew far away, and then a monk carrying a long sword, with pale silver skin and lifeless skin, walked out of the coffin.

There was also a blood-colored talisman on the monk's face, and the talisman was nailed to his forehead by a long nail that exuded ghostly energy.

The ghost cultivator named Qiao quickly activated the bloody talisman and said.

"Go and kill the three-eyed wind wolf."

Li Xun, who was hiding far away, asked via voice transmission.

"Fairy Shen, do you know the origin of the person in this coffin?"

Shen Mengyi said slowly.

"This should be the silver-armored corpse that Master mentioned."