Chapter 559: Capture Alive

The two joined forces to force him, Li Xizhi pinched the formula with one hand and held the sword with the other, jumped out of the encirclement of the three, scattered a piece of scattered golden-red rainbow light, and sweat appeared on his forehead. Only then did he have time to look at the two.

He heard the cultivator on one side look dignified and powerful, his clothes were very regular, holding a purple-black jar in his hand, painted with dense white patterns, his two eyes stared round, shooting out hesitant gazes.

The other person had a fierce face, his eyes were full of greed, his figure was even taller than the person beside him, a black robe was draped over his body, and layers of white energy floated on the robe, like clever little snakes, circling on his body.

Seeing Li Xizhi jump out of the encirclement of several people so easily, the demonic cultivator holding the jar only said with divine sense:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu! This person is not easy to deal with, you are familiar with the local situation, do you know anything?"

The burly demonic cultivator stepping on white energy moved his ears, swept his savage gaze over his robe, and did not hide it, saying gloomily:

"Brother Ge... I see this appearance is a character of the Qingchi Sect, there are many treasures in his hands, and he looks like he has injuries on his body. You and I... let's do him a ticket!"

The demonic cultivator surnamed Ge nodded slowly. Both of them were demonic cultivators recruited from the Xu State area and were not confidants of the Murong family. They came with the intention of making a big profit. Everything was thought of in terms of interests. Li Xizhi's poor state immediately aroused their greed.

Li Xizhi just calmed his mind to adjust his breath, and with magic power transmission, Li Quantao and Yu Yuwei had already suppressed the demonic cultivators they were facing, and still had the energy to observe this place, which made them feel much relieved.

The two demonic cultivators in front did not give him a chance. The demonic head surnamed Ge immediately threw out the purple-black jar in his hand, spat out a gray smoke, rolled with the wind, and swept straight towards Li Xizhi.

Li Xizhi's hand lit up with rainbow light, pinched the body-protecting magic formula 【Xia Ding Feng】, and threw out two arc-shaped rainbow lights, like ripples on the water surface, sweeping in all directions.

The rosy light Daoist tradition is not good at resisting. This technique of Li Xizhi is already a rare defensive magic spell that can be on the table in the full text of "Morning Rosy Gathering Dew Formula".

His injuries were on his body, the magic spell was somewhat dim, and it should have smashed the magic spell, but it only pushed the gray smoke for a while, restraining the opponent's offensive...

Li Xizhi felt a chill in his heart and secretly sank:

"The strength of these two is not ordinary demonic cultivators!"

But the demonic head surnamed Qiu had already driven the white energy, approached in an instant, mixed the white energy in his hands, joined forces to tie, and crashed into the rosy light ripples.

His white energy hissed, as if it was a technique specifically for dissolving the enemy's magic power, driving the magic power it touched into fly ash. Xia Ding Feng only made him pause slightly, and he reached out and hit Li Xizhi's heart.

Li Quantao and the others were distracted and watching, immediately realized something was wrong, and their hearts thumped. Li Quantao shouted:

"Senior Yu!"

This sound was like a thunderclap. Yu Yuwei's immortal foundation operated with all its strength, shaking off two purple-red flames from his sleeves, intercepting the demonic cultivator Li Quantao was facing, and the purple-red large tripod rolled and pulled, immediately making the two demonic cultivators unable to cope.

Li Quantao patted his chest and spat out a bright bead. This bead released several dazzling streams of light, dispersing a piece of demonic clouds, condensing into a few pieces of slightly black dark clouds, and clean white water droplets floated from the soles of his feet, gathering towards the clouds.

"【Wall Water Pill】!"

【Wall Water Pill】 is worthy of being an ancient magic tool. It only jumped in the air, making Li Xizhi's whole body cool, and the pressure on the soles of his feet was greatly reduced. He held his long sword back and blocked the palm of this person squarely.

"Clang..."

The demonic cultivator surnamed Qiu's attention turned away from him, his eyes stared straight, and the demonic head surnamed Ge also lost his sense of proportion, a look of excited greed appeared on his face, terrified:

"What a powerful magic tool! Could it be an ancient relic? Ancient Fushui magic tool?"

The power of 【Wall Water Pill】 was too amazing, making the magic wind under their feet have a tendency to dissipate. A bright, warm white pill floated in the air. At a glance, one knew it was an extraordinary thing. The two demonic cultivators were not surprised but happy, and both of their minds were hooked on this magic tool.

The two were stunned at the same time, Li Xizhi's pressure was greatly reduced, Li Quantao held the magic tool and advanced, shouting:

"Brother Zhi... I come to help you!"

The two demonic cultivators in front suddenly rioted. The black clothes of the demonic head surnamed Qiu lifted, and the white energy sprayed out from the seven orifices as if out of control, bringing out several blood pillars. The white energy passed through his two shoulders like a storm, and then wore through his ribs and face.

The demonic cultivator surnamed Ge bit his tongue even more, spat out a piece of blood red, the magic jar in his hand flashed with blood light, and it grew a few circles larger. The gray energy chased after it like a poisonous snake.

"So decisive... Northern demonic cultivators..."

These two demonic cultivators actually used magic spells that damaged essence, blood, and lifespan at the same time, without hesitation. Gray and white energies swept over at the same time, which startled Li Quantao.

He was thinking about rescue, where did he think the two would suddenly go crazy and damage their lifespan to turn around and attack him? He only had time to throw the 【Wall Water Pill】 in his hand, crashing into the gray and white energies.

Li Xizhi naturally could not just watch. He accumulated magic power, drew his sword, and rose. A bright sword light jumped from the scabbard, setting off a biting sharpness, and stabbed straight at the back of the Qiu-surnamed demonic cultivator's heart.

Only heard a violent roar, the aftermath of the gray and white energies made his eyes painful and tears flowed unceasingly. The long sword in his hand seemed to have cut something, and the demonic cultivator surnamed Qiu soon shrank into the white energy, unable to see his figure.

Li Quantao retreated a few steps, his face somewhat pale, 【Wall Water Pill】 saved his life again, eating nearly 60% of the power of the magic spell hit by the two. The main body white bead was still slowly flickering in the air, without any dimness.

But what was powerful was 【Wall Water Pill】, not Li Quantao. Although the Wall Water Pill took nearly 60% of the power, Li Quantao clearly also suffered a small loss in that blow, and hurriedly drove the bead over.

Li Xizhi's cloud golden fall turned to his side, sprinkling a full sleeve of rosy light, but what entered his eyes was the surprised look of the demonic cultivator surnamed Qiu. He urged the demonic energy too urgently, his cheeks still had bloodstains, and he doubted:

"Li family of Mount Lijing?"

Li Xizhi did not know how he recognized it, but hearing him call the Li family of Mount Lijing, it was ten to nine that it was something from many years ago. His expression was solemn, and he did not answer him.

The demonic head surnamed Ge was somewhat hating iron for not becoming steel, and scolded as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Qiu Ji! Your mother is really a waste, when is it still near and far, hurry up and take this magic tool! When others gather around, where is there a share for you and me?"

Qiu Ji glared at him gloomily, and did not trust him much in his heart, secretly having thoughts:

"There is only one magic tool, how to divide it between two people? I attacked this family in my early years... have some strength! I also heard that it is a family of sword immortals, perhaps there are trump cards on them."

"I should have tricked old man Ge to block things like talisman swords... It's best to let him die without a whole corpse, and I can naturally take things and leave... Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

"It's just that the situation is not yet determined, so I should go all out to kill one person first."

The white energy in his hands rolled, lifespan and essence were urged without hesitation. For a time, the white energy was forest-like, eliminating bones and flesh, which was quite terrifying.

Li Xizhi observed the two while silently watching the situation on the field. Seeing dozens of immortal lights coming from the south, his heart jumped slightly:

'The immortal cultivators brought by several Lords must not be few. Aunt guarding Yanshan Pass might not be mobilized, but maybe there are people from my family... Even if there are Yang family members, it is good.'

Thinking of this, the rosy light in his hand folded slightly, and did not hit the two, but leaped up, passed through layers of cloud sea, and flew towards the dozens of immortal lights.

But he delayed like this, Li Quantao suddenly spat out blood. His own strength was not considered strong, and his cultivation was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, all relying on this ancient magic tool.

Although 【Wall Water Pill】 could block most of the magic spells by virtue of its indestructible main body, the two demonic cultivators in front were not stupid, and the magic spells released were becoming more and more tricky, immediately making him spit blood one after another.

At this moment, he didn't even have the heart to pay attention to what Li Xizhi was doing. His heart sank lower and lower, and he gradually had a premonition of death surging in his heart.

Back then, 【Wall Water Pill】 in the hands of Li Encheng at the early stage of Foundation Establishment could be evenly matched with Chi Wei, a direct descendant of the Immortal Sect at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, but in his hands, it could only be used as a defensive magic tool to resist magic spells by virtue of its main body, showing the difference in mastery of magic spells and magic tools. Li Quantao only hated:

"It's really everything not as good as father!"

Li Xizhi did not see anyone riding the wind to rescue, so he had to re-urge his magic power to face the enemy. After only a few moves, Li Quantao was already covered in scars, so he had to look at Yu Yuwei.

It was better not to look. Looking like this, his heart sank. Yu Yuwei was no longer in the situation of one against two. Another demonic cultivator appeared beside him. This old man was unable to take care of himself and seemed to be unable to spare his hands.

He sank his color, but heard a thin voice floating into his ears, Li Quantao's voice was as thin as a thread:

"Brother Zhi! Yu family members are not trustworthy people. Yu Yuwei has some ideas about my treasure. He will only deliberately watch the changes... he will not come to help!"

Li Quantao always had a very strong hostility towards the Yu family. Li Xizhi could only sigh secretly, watching the two demons drive the magic wind to stick up again, so he had to draw his sword and stand in front of Li Quantao.

"Go!"

Li Xizhi guessed that he had the talisman seed and talisman energy after all, and could hold on for a while longer than Li Quantao, calculating that as long as the two were defeated, no matter whether Yu Yuwei had the strength to take action or not, he would have to take action. He transmitted the sound:

"When the time comes, I will hold this magic tool and escape. At least the rosy light is good at escape techniques. These two demonic cultivators will mostly not be able to catch me..."

"Boom!"

Before his voice fell, he saw the gray and white energies in front of him retreating in a hurry like frightened rabbits. The demonic energy in this area dissipated cleanly like a wind sweeping away clouds. The roar in his ears was loud, the white light was dazzling, almost making everyone around suffocate.

Li Xizhi's pupil technique operated immediately, seeing the pale face of Qiu Ji in front, twitching like a spasm. He looked carefully, a silver-white spear tip was piercing out from the chest of this demon head, bringing out strands of black smoke.

A purple light in the dark clouds, surging purple thunder gushed out, blowing Qiu Ji to scream unceasingly. The demonic head Ge's expression was suspicious, only feeling his scalp numb and his legs soft. A thunderclap sounded from his ears, and he let out a strange cry and retreated dozens of feet with the wind.

Qiu Ji was not an ordinary person. Although the magic spell was broken by the thunder power for a short time, his figure immediately transformed into white energy all over the sky, condensing into a skull human head. He did not dare to flee backward, and could only pounce on Li Quantao face to face.

"Boom!"

This snow-white human head was extremely fast, but the crystal-clear purple light was faster, flickering and jumping in the air, and immediately blocked in front of this snow-white human head.

"This is..."

Li Quantao's face was pale, and he hadn't reacted yet. The snow-white human head had been blocked in front of him, and the white energy all over the sky was weakly condensed. He swallowed his saliva straight, but the purple light fell in front of Li Xizhi, actually transforming into a female cultivator.

Her two eyes were hazy with purple, holding a silver-white long spear, draped in blue-purple long feather clothes. With several purple brilliance falling, purple thunder patterns like cracks crawled all over her sleeves, and a small purple bottle at her waist swayed slightly.

The magneto-electric power induced by the thunder made her long hair float lightly. Li Qinghong looked coldly at the white human head in front, the immortal foundation 'Xuan Lei Bo' was urged to the extreme, and the thunder condensed into purple-white liquid imprisoned the human head in the air, not daring to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

She held the long spear upside down with one hand, pointing obliquely to the ground, the surging thunder power made both of them slightly suffocated, and the other hand reached into the white human head, slowly pinching its neck and pulling out half of its body.

"Qiu Ji..."

She pulled Qiu Ji out by the neck like this, and everyone was only unbelievable. Even Yu Yuwei on the side was startled. The hostile demonic cultivators looked at each other and immediately scattered cleanly.

Qiu Ji was scattered by the thunder, and it took a full two breaths to condense half a body in the air. The upper body was lonely and powerless, held in this woman's hand, his face was already extremely terrified, his two lips trembling, as if muttering some words of begging for mercy.

The purple brilliance in that female cultivator's apricot eyes seemed to want to pierce his eyes through, and the hatred in her two eyes slowly emerged, making Qiu Ji feel terrified.

'It's her... it's that female cultivator of the Li family! Now she has reached this point! If I had known she hated me so much, I should have killed her relatives and friends in the market...'

Even with thunder protection, it was not an easy thing for the flesh to pass through this bone-eroding demonic energy. The bright red blood slid down Li Qinghong's wrist, but she only felt relieved. Qiu Ji's eyes were full of that hazy purple thunder light, only terrified:

"My Lord is that..."

"Boom!"

The purple thunder fell accordingly, and he let out a painful scream. The white energy all over his body was locked by a slender hand. Li Qinghong opened her red lips and said coldly:

"Old thing... so many years... finally caught you."

Her pleasant voice echoed in the air. This place was a corner of the great battle, and there were not many demonic cultivators and immortal cultivators, but everyone present was terrified, and Qiu Ji was full of despair.

"How could it be so unexpected... how could it be so ruthless!"

He didn't feel that he had no power to fight back in Li Qinghong's hands, but this kind of surprise attack, and Li Qinghong's determination to kill him, made him fall to this point.

And the demonic head Ge on the side saw this scene and was already scared half to death. Qiu Ji's strength was somewhat worse than his own, and he lost his ability to resist so quickly because of the sneak attack, but which demonic cultivator is not afraid of such a female cultivator with thunder added to her body?

He used all his strength to flee silently, but this rosy light cultivator and the man with the Fushui magic tool blocked him at this time, and instead excitedly blocked him. One rosy light was extremely fast and always blocked in front of him, and the other was even more disgusting. The Fushui magic tool covered a piece and restrained his escape light to death!

What made him feel cold in his heart was - the female cultivator with purple thunder and silver spear and long feather clothes had long locked his whole body's aura with thunder. Although she looked indifferent, her apricot eyes looked over, and as long as he had signs of escape, I am afraid it would be thunder added to his body!

"Damn stupid thing Qiu Ji... he clearly has a deep fate with this family! But he had other calculations, hiding it from me to death! It's good now! It's good now! My life is over!" ===== CHAPTER 560 =====