Immortal fate

“Whoosh.”

Li Yi's figure flashed, and in a few breaths, he arrived at Buzhou City.

At this time, Buzhou City had completely disappeared, leaving a huge deep pit on the ground. The fortress built by the strange clan in the distance had also completely disappeared, leaving only ruins.

The ground was littered with broken corpses, blood mist, and an endless stream of strange evil spirits. Various broken magic weapons were scattered all over the ground.

Among the cultivators of the strange clan, some were flying rapidly towards the distance with terrified looks on their faces, but there was not a single cultivator from Buzhou City to be seen.

"They actually blew up Buzhou City. The battle was so brutal. Did all the monks in the city perish?"

Li Yi said with a gloomy face, feeling a little sad.

I originally thought that after I led away the two semi-saints, they would be able to hold on. However, I didn't expect that I was still too late.

Li Yi sighed deeply.

But at this moment, a flash of light appeared under the deep pit.

“Whoosh.”

“Whoosh.”

“Whoosh.”

..............

Soon, all the figures flew out. They were the cultivators from Buzhou City.

"You guys are okay, what's going on."

Li Yi asked with a look of surprise, with some surprise on his face.

"This is the secret of Buzhou City. At a critical moment, we can detonate the city and perish together with the enemy. However, I have built hundreds of nested space formations under the city. We just hid inside to avoid the explosion."

Wu Meng said with a proud look on his face.

At this moment, two broken shadows were fleeing rapidly in the distance.

Gongye Ming said quickly.

"Okay, Lord Wumeng, let's talk about this later. We still need to kill the remaining cultivators now, which can also relieve some pressure. What's more, there are still three cultivators in the middle stage of the Semi-Saint who are not dead."

"Okay, kill."

Wu Meng also said with a murderous look on his face.

Hearing this, the monks who had just flown out burst out with astonishing murderous aura and rushed towards the monks who had been there before.

"Whoosh."

“Whoosh.”

“Whoosh.”

................

One figure after another kept chasing and killing. Han Fengxiao and others also formed a sword formation and rushed into it, frantically harvesting the lives of the cultivators of the strange clan.

Li Yi was also not idle. He flashed and rushed out to chase and kill the three seriously injured mid-stage Semi-Saint cultivators. His evil clone also mixed in with them, constantly absorbing the strange evil energy and constantly perfecting his own path.

Within a few hours, all the monks returned satisfied, although the remaining monks suffered heavy losses.

However, they were still extremely excited. This time they killed more strange and evil cultivators than before, and the harvest was even richer. One person was happily counting the harvest and rebuilding Buzhou City.

Wu Meng and his companions also came to Li Yi, and Wu Meng asked with a worried look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Thunder Emperor, thank you so much this time. If you hadn't led away the two late-stage Semi-Saints, we wouldn't have been able to hold on until the opportunity to detonate the formation."

Wu Meng said with gratitude.

"Yes! It's all thanks to Brother Lei Di. I wonder where those two went."

Gong Yeming asked with a worried look on his face. If those two people came back again, they would definitely not be enough for the other party to kill.

"I have killed them."

Li Yi said lightly, not caring.

"What? He has been killed by you. How is that possible? They were cultivators in the late stage of Semi-Saint, and there were two of them."

Le Hong on the side said with eyes wide open.

Li Yi said this calmly, and after that he took out the two treasures left by the other party, and everyone believed it.

"Where are the other two fellow Taoists? Could they have fallen?"

Li Yi asked with some curiosity.

"They were besieged and perished while defending the city. Although Buzhou City won this time, two-thirds of the monks died in the battle, which is a heavy loss."

Wu Meng said with a sad face.

Hearing this, Li Yi felt a surge of emotion in his heart. Just after leaving the gate of the fairyland, he felt the cruelty of the strange battlefield.

Here, even a semi-saint may die at any time. As for the quasi-saints and the Daluo, they are like weeds on the roadside and can be trampled to death at any time.

Li Yi has a desire to quickly improve his cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist Thunder Emperor, since Buzhou City has not been repaired and the Holy City has not sent out personnel, please help us to guard the city for a while. If another late-stage Semi-Saint comes to attack the city, we will not be able to stop them."

Gong Yeming said with a serious expression.

"Okay, no problem. I also need to retreat for a while to digest what I have gained from this battle."

Afterwards, Li Yi called Han Fengxiao and the others to ask about their situation. Upon learning that more than a hundred people died in this battle, Li Yi felt quite distressed.

Finally, Li Yi sighed, took out the sword cultivator clone and the Chaos Wuji Sword Diagram, and taught them all the flying swords and the skills on the sword diagram. The next time there is such a big battle, they can enter the sword formation and unleash the power of the sword formation without such a great sacrifice.

As for staying here, Li Yi didn't care. Two late-stage Semi-Saints and a perfect Semi-Saint had died. Even if the weird clan didn't figure out the situation, they would not send people here again to die.

Soon, Li Yi returned to the fragments of the Chaos Sea and counted the harvest this time.

This time, he killed two late-stage Semi-Saint cultivators and obtained three mid-grade Chaos Treasures, five low-grade treasures, countless materials, thousands of Hongmeng Gold Qi, and hundreds of thousands of Hongmeng Green Qi.

The Axe of Creation that he obtained from Xuan Hao was of the quality of a top-grade Chaos Treasure, much better than his own Axe of Creation.

"I don't know how Xuan Hao got this top-grade Axe of Creation. A high-level cultivator of the Xuantian clan has already defected. The situation is really bad!"

Li Yi murmured to himself, feeling a little solemn. On the strange battlefield, he still needed Xuantian and Sha Ling.

Then, Li Yi took out Xuan Hao's body, placed one hand on his heart, and began to extract his essence, blood and strength to perfect his own path.

This secret technique was obtained from the residual souls of the ancestors of the Xuantian clan. It is a forbidden technique in the Xuantian clan. It extracts the essence and blood of fellow clansmen to improve one's own cultivation.

As Li Yi absorbed a large amount of menstrual blood power, Li Yi's Nine Revolutions Innate Skill was improving rapidly. His way of power was also constantly improving and approaching perfection.

A few months later, a shocking beam of light appeared in the void, and a terrifying road rose into the sky.

"boom."

There was a loud bang.

Li Yi's aura surged.

"The eighth transformation is complete. The way of strength has been cultivated to the extreme. I can prepare to merge with the way and enter the semi-saint stage."

Li Yi said with surprise.

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