Life script: Empress Vanves, I plunder opportunities

Everyone was waiting to see Qin Li make a fool of himself.

However, those cultivators who were hostile to him rushed to the Duantian Cliff of Tianyin Mountain one after another, laying in ambush, waiting for Qin Li to appear.

Xuewu Divine Kingdom, inside the palace.

"Master, I have already arranged the Great Emperor's killing array, just wait for them to drill in!"

Xuan Jiu passed the slave seal and reported his results with a smile on his face.

Three years ago, under Qin Li's guidance, he won a corner of the Great Emperor's Killing Formation in a ruins. After several years of study, the formation has become more refined, and he has been able to arrange an emperor-level killing formation.

"Hey, master, let Xiaobai go too!" Standing beside Qin Li, the White Tiger King transformed himself into the exact same outfit as Qin Li.

Like a whirlwind, it flew towards Duantian Cliff of Tianyin Mountain.

"It's time for us to go out and exercise!"

With a smile on his face, Qin Li brought the Golden Skyhorn Ant and Xiao Huo into the Immortal Mansion.

Soon, there was a ripple in the void, and Qin Li disappeared from the palace.

Near Duantian Cliff in Tianyin Mountain.

With the passage of time, nearly ten thousand monks have been ambushed here.

At this moment, the messenger jade in the hands of Sun Huwei who was standing near several people suddenly rang.

"Brother Sun, he went out alone, and I observed the direction he was leaving, which was towards Tianyin Mountain."

Everyone was overjoyed immediately, they had been guarding here for two days, and they were really worried that Qin Li would not come, so the joy was in vain.

"Haha, it seems that he is really driven into a hurry, worried that he will fall out of favor!"

"Isn't it? I heard that in the past two days, Emperor Xuewu's attitude towards him has become colder. Early this morning, he went to the court alone. After the court was over, he stayed in the Jinluan Hall and read the memorial!"

At this time, an immortal wearing Taoist robes flicked the whisk in his hand, and said with a smile: "Everyone, I have set up a shocking killing formation here, and I am just waiting to catch the turtle in the urn."

All the people burst out laughing.

However, Feng Qingmo always felt that something was wrong.

Then Qin Li is just a cultivator in the real fairyland. With so many people intercepting and killing him, there are already ten deaths and no survivors. What else do you need to do?
Just when he was about to ask, suddenly, Sun Huwei raised his finger and pointed in one direction, reminding him in a low voice, "Look, Qin Li is here!"

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, they saw a white figure rushing towards here.

As in the legend, his face was shrouded in a chaotic mist, his face could not be seen clearly, he was tall and dressed in white clothes like snow.

When "Qin Li" saw the many desolate slaves on Duantian Cliff, he immediately ran towards this place in a hurry.

"kill!"

Sun Huwei was the first to stand up, holding a long sword, and charged towards "Qin Li"!
Everyone chased after him one after another, wanting to monopolize this great contribution and get the [-] million high-grade immortal source and high-grade immortal treasure.

"Get up!" The immortal in Taoist robe stomped hard on the ground with a smirk on his lips.

The surrounding void trembled for a moment.

All around, a transparent wave of light suddenly rose up, covering the place.

Feng Qingmo, who had always been suspicious, suddenly found that his divine sense could not penetrate the formation.

The two guardians beside him were also a little shocked: "What's going on, the old man can't use the immortal power?"

"Hey, even the two seniors can't use the immortal power, so I can rest assured!" The Taoist laughed wickedly.

Feng Qingmo always felt that things were a little sinister, and worried about accidents, "Master Li, who is this person?"

Li Qin's eyes were full of contempt, and suddenly, a vase of the Great Dao appeared above his head, exuding a terrifying devouring power.

"Not good, protect the young master!" The two guardians were shocked, and immediately stood in front of Feng Qingmo.

However, at this time.

A group of desolate slaves who had been hanging on Duantian Cliff were suddenly free and flew over from the cliff.

These people, all smiling and lively, don't they look pitiful and weak?

As soon as everyone got down, they began to kill the Quartet.

Among them, there were two old men whose cultivation level turned out to be in the Immortal Venerable Realm, and they immediately met Feng Qingmo's two guardians.

Feng Qingmo turned pale with shock, knowing that she had fallen into Li Qin's trap.

Immediately transformed into the main body, used the fairy treasure, trying to break through the sky and escape.

However, Li Qin slapped it with a single palm. He has the Immortal Art of Immortality, and the force of his palm weighs hundreds of millions of catties, with the law of strength.

In an instant, Feng Qingmo was slapped to the ground, dripping with blood.

That great way treasure bottle, immediately put him in the bottle for refining.

Soon, Li Qin followed suit and put his two guardians into the vase of the Great Dao.

He is like a god of killing, once the magic power of swallowing immortals comes out, the treasure vase of the great way is like a whale sucking a cow's drink, harvesting the lives of a large number of immortals.

These are people who want to kill his master, and there is nothing worthy of sympathy.

Those monks who took the first step to surround and kill "Qin Li" have not waited for them to kill them.

Then he realized that he was suddenly unable to fly in the air, and fell directly from the sky, losing all his immortal power, just like a mortal.

Everyone was shocked.

At this time, Sun Huwei, who was rushing to the front, suddenly stopped beside "Qin Li" below, and looked at everyone with a smile.

And "Qin Li" in front of him suddenly turned into a white tiger king as huge as a hill.

Now, he has reached the peak of the Immortal King Realm.

"Roar!"

The White Tiger King let out a roar, and the sound waves spread throughout the entire formation.

Among these monks, most of them were in the real fairyland. How could they withstand such a powerful sonic attack, and their bodies and spirits were instantly torn apart.

Some people with top-level immortal treasures activated them immediately, and barely escaped the catastrophe.

However, the vast majority have lost their spirits and spirits.

"Hmph! A group of mobs also want to deal with the master!" The White Tiger King glanced at everyone with disdain.

Opening his mouth wide, countless monks who were lucky enough to survive the first round of sonic attacks were immediately sucked into his stomach.

Soon, in this area, there were only more than 1000 people left in the original nearly [-] Qin Xianwei Army, and they were still struggling to support them.

The White Tiger King discovered that the lowest cultivation bases of these people left behind were all in the late stage of the True Immortal Realm, and all of these people held top-grade fairy treasures in their hands, and even a few of them held quasi-emperor weapons in their hands.

From the clothes of these people, it can be seen that they are all seed-level arrogance among the major forces.

However, in the eyes of the White Tiger King, a powerhouse at the peak of the Immortal King Realm, they are nothing more than a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

He didn't hold it too big, and held the imperial weapon, the Feathering Immortal Mirror, and took a photo towards the monks.

Although the weapons in everyone's hands are extraordinary, they still cannot be compared with the emperor's weapons.

"puff!"

"puff"

On the ground, a famous cultivator looked like a feathered flying fairy. The moment his body was irradiated by the feathered fairy mirror, it turned into a light feather and dissipated between heaven and earth.