"So this is climbing the tower."

Li Fuyao stood at the bottom of the lake, and in fact, he could see the battle from the beginning. Whether it was the old Taoist priest who fought against three before, or the subsequent fight with Xishan, he could see it. Before today, Li Fuyao had seen Qingqiu playing swords over the North Sea. Although it was due to the realm and did not know the essence, he could also be regarded as witnessing the fighting force at the top of the world.

Before leaving Beihai, he watched the killing of the sword fairy Wan Chi and the sword fairy Liuxiang at the bottom of the river. Although both of them were already remnants of souls, they were better than Li Fuyao. After Li Fuyao saw it, he was also very touched.

This was the first time he saw the monks who climbed the tower.

Needless to say, the old Taoist priest's realm is not bad. Even if he is injured, he will not be worse than the ordinary monks in the tower level. As for the red-haired man holding a knife, Li Fuyao did not know his true identity, but in fact the domineering sword lights before proved that he was absolutely capable and qualified to stand in front of the old Taoist priest.

Besides, now, it seems that he still has the initiative.

Li Fuyao silently wrote down the man's name, Xishan.

He wanted to walk on the demon land, one was to sharpen the swordsmanship like many seniors, and the other was to see the girl he liked, but no matter what it was, he needed to do every step. The swordsman lineage was originally unpopular. As early as the mountains and rivers, he felt that he was being targeted, and the assassination at the bow of the ship was a good explanation.

When you come to the demon land, you must be more careful. In the war six thousand years ago, the demon clan failed to move south. A large part of the reason is that there are swordsmen here. Over the past few hundred years, Chao Qingqiu has entered and exited the demon land from time to time. Some time ago, a big demon was killed. In this way, the hatred between the swordsmen and the demon clan has accumulated to a very high level.

Not all demon races are like the Qingtianjun.

There will always be people who will never stop with Li Fuyao.

It was not a wise decision to enter the demon land at this time, but at least you can't leave easily now. He doesn't know what the girl he likes is like yet, and he doesn't know if he really wants to marry someone else.

Li Fuyao is not a little swordsman now, but a serious Taiqing realm swordsman, a Taiqing realm swordsman who has the power to fight with the cultivator of Chaomu realm!

Shaking his head, Li Fuyao threw all the thoughts in his mind, turned his head to look at the old man, and asked, "Who is that person?"

Since the old man is from Qingfu City, he should naturally know a lot of things.

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Since it is called Xishan, then he can only be the one from the Qiongqi clan of Xishan."

"Um?"

Li Fuyao raised his eyebrows, but the old man didn't finish his words.

"There is a great monster in the Qiongqi clan in Xishan. It is known to everyone. There is a genius in the clan. I don't know the name, but when I was two hundred years old, I know this. The most outstanding young people in the demon land are actually much worse than him back then. But he has been living in seclusion for more than a hundred years and has not known the news. Who knows that he will appear here today."

Li Fuyao frowned and asked straight to the point: "What exactly is there in Qingfu City?"

The old man laughed silently, "Do you think the city lord will tell me about this big thing?"

Li Fuyao stopped talking, but just held the blue-haired sword and began to look at the surrounding scenery.

Before, I walked along this bluestone path on the shore to the depths of the lake. After coming to this stone cave, I looked up at the battle on the lake surface, and had not really taken a good look at the furnishings around me.

There is only a stone table in the stone cave with a teapot on it. In addition, there is a green talisman paper sticking around it. In fact, it is better to say it is drawn. If you don’t reach out to touch it, you will definitely not feel anything.

"Since the West Mountain is coming to snatch it, it is obvious that the thing is extremely extraordinary. Now I think about it, why did you build such a city in the Demon Land? It would not be easy."

Li Fuyao seemed to be talking to himself, but his voice was not small at all.

The old man always ignored it.

These tests that were neither light nor heavy had the effect they should have, so Li Fuyao stopped talking about it. After a moment, he looked up at the sky again.

...

...

The blood-red sword light was extremely domineering, and the powerful sound after meeting the borrowing talisman.

With a bang!

The sword light is so bright that the world is lost, and the sun and the moon are gone!

The sound wave turned out to be torn apart by the old Taoist priest, and all the sword lights poured in.

The sword light meets the demon-suppressing bell.

The saint's relics were shocked, and after a moment, some cracks appeared.

After all, it is not the natal magic weapon of a saint. Even if a saint has used it, its power is not enough to suppress the West.

Among the demon lands today, I am afraid that in the climbing tower realm, there are some who are more advanced than the western mountain, and they will not be in a few. However, in terms of combat power, there are only a handful of people who are comparable to the western mountain.

This peerless genius of the Qiongqi clan is still young, but he has already shown an invincible posture. With time, it is hard to say that he cannot enter the vast ocean. In the end, if the Xishan clan really wants to compete for the position of the demon emperor, it may be the Xishan or the big monster in the clan.

The old Taoist priest reached out to call back the demon-suppressing bell, and a green talisman came out of thin air again.

From top to bottom, suppressed.

The west mountain looked up indifferently.

This green talisman may not be very strong, but Xishan vaguely feels something is wrong.

He slashed at the green talisman, but Xishan was full of majestic auras rushed towards the lake.

The majestic opportunity encountered the lake, but it did not cause huge waves, but the movement was extremely small.

Xishan stepped towards the lake.

A shattering sound came from the world.

Like a mirror being broken.

Xishan stood on the lake, looking at the old Taoist priest who was already exhausted in the air, and said indifferently: "You are going to die."

This is a fact.

The old Taoist priest did not refute, but just looked in the city and said calmly: "The most proud talisman in my life has been painted a hundred years ago, but people have never seen it. Even the Qingtianjun does not have this qualification. It is a pity."

Xishan held the handle of the knife and said nothing.

He is the second strongest man in the West and the hope in the hearts of countless tribes. He is an extremely proud man and should be extremely calm in dealing with anything.

The old Taoist priest in front of him is only at climbing the tower, so he should not be afraid of.

Even though he had the most complacent talisman in his mouth.

Xishan suddenly frowned, and he thought of a possibility, "This city..."

"Yes, this is a talisman."

"This is the most proud talisman I have drawn in my life."
Chapter completed!