The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Water Spirit Gate.

It is located thousands of miles east of Linjiang Kingdom and is located on a small island in a lake.

The environment here is quiet and quiet, and the lake is covered with a light spiritual mist, which is extremely pleasant to look at.

This is where the word "Shui Ling" comes from. It also means that all the female cultivators in this fairy sect are beautiful and watery.

"Fellow Daoist Li, this forest is the Xuehongya."

There was a woman with cherry lips and almond eyes, a pretty face, and a light green dress. She was none other than the sect leader of the Shuiling Sect, Lu Yueshu.

Behind her, there were a group of female cultivators, but they were all in a low mood, with tears occasionally shining in the corners of their eyes.

"Sect Master Lu, please forgive me. This disaster is unpredictable..."

Li Chuyi stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence, and just sighed. His relatives and friends were robbed, and no words of condolences could let him down.

"Fellow Daoist Li, it's okay. I just hate my low cultivation level and helplessly watching my disciples being brutally killed."

Lu Yueshu's eyes were full of sadness and anger. Last night, three python monsters broke into Shuiling Gate and killed one out of ten, as if they were playing a game.

In the end, I could only sigh helplessly, "Fellow Daoist Li, it would be great if I had your fighting power."

Nowadays, Li Chuyi's name is well known in the Eastern cultivation world, and everyone is amazed by his unparalleled fighting power.

But as disasters continue to happen on all sides, this matter is no longer so important. How to survive this disaster is the top priority.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, how do you pick these blood rainbow teeth?"

In front of Li Chuyi, there was about a mile of blood-mangrove forest, which looked like blood-colored coral. At the top of each small tree, a ten-inch-long fruit that looked like blood teeth grew out.

"Fellow Daoist Li, let's come. This blood rainbow tooth is particularly delicate and can only be taken with a special method, otherwise it will lose its spirituality."

"Trouble!"

"It's okay. Now the Eastern cultivation world is in the same boat. We women don't have any great abilities. It's good if we can simply contribute a little bit."

After Lu Yueshu finished speaking, a group of female cultivators flew out behind him, bringing with them a fragrant breeze, and then dispersed and fell into the blood-red forest.

Two hours later.

"Friend Daoist Li, something is in this storage ring, please be careful along the way."

Li Chuyi took it and solemnly said: "Take care."

Then it disappeared.

……

At this time, in the entire Eastern Cultivation Realm, as long as it is necessary to refine the beast seed bag, all items are escorted to the Ten Thousand Demons Sect by Yuanying monks.

This treasure is so miraculous that ten of it once contained the entire population of the Taoyao Kingdom. It is a top secret of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

But at this juncture, since others are willing to share, others will naturally have something to offer and have the ability to contribute.

At night, everything is pitch black and the path is blurry and difficult to distinguish.

Li Chuyi transformed into a golden roc and rushed in at high speed.

Suddenly, several roars came from the front, and then several python monsters rose into the sky, blocking the air with their mouths full of ferocious fangs.

This is the reason why it is necessary to be escorted by Yuanying monks.

Li Chuyi had no expression on his face. He only saw the python monster breaking into two pieces and falling down.

After a few breaths, he returned to his original state, but this time he did not dare to tease the tiger's beard, but fled in all directions.

In the air, a soul-suppressing thorn in Li Chuyi's hand was slowly spinning, "Mirror Flower! If it is really like a mirror flower and a moon in water, how can this thing be killed? Unless its source is found!"

He couldn't help but sigh and continued to escape into the distance at high speed.

The Ten Thousand Demons Sect was cultivating in the east and northwest. At his full speed, it would take at least a month.

On the way, he will encounter battles between monks and python monsters, and he will also see some mortal cities surrounded by people, and then the python monsters will pick one out of ten and devour them, as if playing tricks.

All the mortals in the city could only huddle in a ball and let themselves be slaughtered.

At this time, he will stop and drive away the python monster.

Of course, I will also write down a note on Li's Spring and Autumn Period.

'On a certain day of a certain year in the Lunar Calendar, I, Li Chuyi, was once again not afraid of life and death. I fought several dragons in the starry sky alone to protect the peace of a city. My merits are immeasurable. '

This starry sky dragon is naturally one of those meteor python monsters. Now that he is recording the Spring and Autumn Period of the Li family, he always unconsciously embellishes the content a little.

Alas, in fact, he has seen countless tragedies along the way, so he can only enjoy this kind of suffering and relieve himself.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

On the Tongtian River, the bloody battle continued, but the batch of Nascent Soul overhauls was changed. After all, the iron body could not withstand such a level and long-term physical fight.

As for Thunder Daze, Li Chuyi didn't know what the situation was.

But the monsters there are all extremely terrifying, and you have to be extremely vigilant even if it is a small gadget.

He clearly remembered that the mosquito from the Zong Sect cut off his arm after being touched by an old man's head butterfly.

At the same time, in the past half month, many small immortal sects have taken advantage of the day to seek shelter from the big immortal sects, but at night, they have resigned themselves to their fate!

As for the countless mortals in the Dongfeng Cultivation Realm, they really have no control over life or death and can only pray for God's blessing.

Although the immortal sects are pretty good to mortals, in this current situation, they already have too much time to take care of themselves, so how can they still take care of them.

This dilemma cannot be solved unless a large number of furry bags appear.

In the early morning, the sun rises.

A low, continuous mountain range with steaming clouds and rosy clouds.

Li Chuyi stopped in the air and stood quietly on the spot.

His words were clear and clear, and his murderous intent was revealed: "Seniors, it's better not to hide your head and show your tail. It doesn't mean anything."

A hundred feet in front of him, the air rippled faintly, and then a group of figures appeared.

There were twenty people in total, all of whom were Nascent Soul cultivators, but their auras were cold and their eyes looked like they were looking at dead people.

"Everyone, this person is not kind!" Li Chuyi looked at them calmly, and with just one glance, he recognized that these people were all monks from the Painting Sect.

"Li Chuyi, you killed my painter Hua Linlang, do you still remember?"

"Oh! So this is what happened, it's been so long, and you're causing trouble for me?"

Li Chuyi sneered, "You didn't come to kill me when I was building the foundation, why do you have to wait until now? Tsk tsk, haven't you heard about my combat power?"

"But no matter what, you jumped in front of me and stayed today."

But at this moment, the hair on Li Chuyi's body suddenly exploded, as if he was being targeted by an ancient giant beast.

He stretched out his hand, but couldn't feel the slightest surge of wind.

"Become a god!" His pupils shrank suddenly.

This space has been completely locked, and the only person who can possess this power is the one who can transform into gods.

"Are you Li Chuyi?" A cold voice sounded as if from the Nine Netherworld.

Then an old man walked out of the void, with no power manifested, but the rising glow dimmed instantly due to his appearance.

"No wonder, I said, how dare you come to trouble me, it turns out there is a man who has transformed into a god and is immortal!"

Although Li Chuyi was horrified, he was not afraid. Instead, he sneered.

"Tsk, tsk, let me tell you, senior, in this situation, you, a powerful god-former, are still coming to trouble me, a junior. There is really no pattern at all."

"pattern?"

The old monster who transformed into a god asked back, and sneered, "The pattern you mentioned is nothing more than to wrong yourself and help others."

"In other words, those so-called magnanimous people who put the overall situation first, sacrifice themselves without falling behind others..."

"And my pattern is, fuck the pattern."

When Li Chuyi heard this, he did not refute, but pondered for a while. Why did he think this was unfair?

"It makes sense. What the senior said is absolutely true. It seems that I must have suffered this disaster today?"