Chapter 49: Undercurrent

　　 Cold Seventeen At this moment, there are still some snacks and lingering fears.
　　 However, high risks also bring huge benefits.
　　 Now, not only has he successfully broken through to the fourth level of the Pure Spirit Realm, but his cultivation level has even jumped up a bit. Counting up and down, it is worth his ten days of penance!
　　 Refining the blood of a Tier 1 monster is equivalent to ten days of hard cultivation!
　　 A touch of brilliance flicked across Leng Shiqi's eyes.
　　 You know, the most indispensable thing in Xuewudao is the monster!
　　 He can use this method to quickly improve his cultivation.
　　 Thinking of Leng Shiqi here, he was a little excited, and said with emotion: "It is worthy of the third-order exercise!"
　　 A few days later, Leng Shiqi was not in a hurry to return to the cave. He walked so slowly, and occasionally bumped into monsters.
　　 He is absolutely unambiguous, and directly burst out with all his strength, slaying the monster beast at the fastest speed, and then destroying the corpse.
　　 It's just that the movement he made was so great that even if he swept the "battlefield", he was still noticed by someone with a heart.
　　 Four days have passed in this way, Leng Shiqi has already refined seven Tier 1 monsters!
　　 And his cultivation base is already the fifth level of the pure spirit realm!
　　 However, Leng Shiqi was not very pleased, because he suddenly realized that even though his cultivation was at the fifth level of the Pure Spirit Realm, the aura in his body was a little confused.
　　 In other words, although refining the demon blood can make him quickly improve his cultivation level, it will also cause impure spiritual power.
　　 If things go on like this, I am afraid that the foundation will be unstable.
　　 Therefore, Leng Shiqi resisted the urge to rapidly increase his cultivation base, stopped in time, and rushed back to the area where he was originally, the dry forest.
　　 He had planned to go back to the cave to rest first and quench his spirit. Who wants to hear the sound of fighting on the way.
　　 "Weird, three days later is the day when training resources will erupt, and there is no water source here, who will fight at this time?" Leng Qiqi secretly felt strange, thinking about it, and quietly moved towards the direction of the fight.
　　 In the dry forest area, the only ones that can fight are the three forces of Yushu Gang, Baili Tuan and Momen.
　　 Among them, the Yushu Gang and Baili Tuan both have grievances with him, and if you look at them in the past, you may get something.
After 　　 approached quietly, Leng Shiqi hid behind a dead wood and observed.
　　 There are two groups of people fighting, one of which is Baili Tuan. The other people didn't know Leng Shiqi, they should be from Momen.
　　 There are not many people fighting, and it only looks like 20 people. It is more appropriate to describe it as fighting.
　　Because no one showed murderous intentions.
　　 "It seems that they just want to divide the victory and defeat, not about life and death." Leng Shiqi secretly thought.
　　The most conspicuous in the battle were four people.
　　 First of all, Bailiqing and his opponent.
　　 The person who can compete with Bailiqing is bound to be the master of Momen, Mo Yi.
　　 The other two are also pure spiritual spiritual practitioners, and one of them, Leng Shiqi, a black-faced teenager, seems a bit impressed.
　　 Leng Shiqi silently observed the battle. In the final analysis, the final winner was still in the four pure spirit realms.
　　 However, both Bailiqing and the black-faced boy have the upper hand.
　　 "It seems that Baili Tuan is going to win."
　　 As expected, suddenly the Bailiqing spear swept and picked quickly, drawing two auras in the air, forming a "ten" character.
　　 He stabbed again, and the tip of the gun condensed a sharp light spot in the center of the "cross", and then slammed forward.
　　 Mo had a sudden change of expression and didn't dare to take it hard, so he could only do his best to dodge, but his shoulder was still cut by aura.
　　 "Second-order spiritual skills! Good luck." Leng Shiqi glanced at Bailiqing a little unexpectedly. Second-order spiritual skills were very rare, and they happened to be suitable for Bailiqing's marksmanship.
　　 On the other side, the black-faced boy barely won.
　　 "Stop!" Bailiqing shouted.
　　 All the people in Baili Tuan stopped their hands and backed off immediately.
　　 Bailiqing took two steps forward and said: "The victory has been divided, and the master of Momen does not know if he can afford to lose."
　　 Mo's face sank at this moment, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Bai Liqing, why are you so persistent?"
　　 "This is my business, I just want to know your choice."
　　 "...Okay, I'm willing to lose the gambling, just send someone to find me before I start." Mo's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth in a deep voice.
　　 "I believe that Lord Momen will not break his promise and say goodbye." Baili Qingmu glanced murderously at Mo Yi several people, then smiled slightly, and left with his men.
　　 Seeing Bailiqing leave, Mo showed a look of ferociousness, and finally brought people back.
　　 Leng Shiqi witnessed all this, but was still a little puzzled, did not want to understand what Bailiqing was going to do.
　　 If it is to force Momen to join forces against Yushu Gang, then the attitude towards Mo Yi should not be like this. Moreover, the two groups of people fought openly here, and it was impossible for the Yushu Gang to make such a loud noise.
　　 I’m not sure, there are people from the Yushu Gang nearby that are spying.
　　 shook his head, Leng Shiqi didn't care about them either.
　　 Because now with Leng Shiqi's strength and vision, they are like playing a house, no matter how he toss, as long as it has nothing to do with him.
　　 Then, Leng Shiqi quietly returned to the cave where he had arranged.
　　 Entering the cave, Leng Shiqi's whole body was faintly relaxed, touching the already a little damp "bed", Leng Shishi directly lay on it and fell asleep deeply.
　　 Since the last time I went out, a full month and a half have passed.
　　 first fought the Yushu Gang and the Baili Group, and then encountered a Tier 1 monster.
After 　　, he accidentally discovered the underground space, and was almost caught and trapped by the ban. It was a life of nine deaths.
　　 finally escaped from birth, but inadvertently got involved in the battle between Jiyihui and the blood moon. I didn't even expect to see Gu San, which helped her destroy Ji Yihui.
　　 Later, he forcibly refined the demon blood, and almost died by bursting his meridians.
　　 Although his cultivation level and strength have been greatly improved compared to before he left, it can be said that all these are in exchange for life!
　　 Leng Shiqi suddenly felt very tired. Every bone and every meridian in the body of UU read the book www.uukanshu.com, and there was a dull pain.
　　 His eyes were blurred, his body slightly tilted on the small bed, and there was a light snoring sound before he knew it.
　　
　　 At the same time, in a corner of the dry forest, more than a dozen figures stood facing each other.
　　 One of them leaned against a wooden chair, peeling a lingering fruit in his hand, and then took a bite.
　　 "Hmm, sweet!" A happy look appeared on the man's face, so he smashed his mouth.
　　 Bailiqing saw this, the green veins in the corners of his eyes jumped a few times, pressing down the anger in his heart, and said in a calm voice as much as possible: "Jade Clan Lord, did you understand what I said just now?"
　　 "Well, I understand, I understand, sweet!" Yushu took another bite of the fruit, and then said: "You mean he is back."
　　 "Not bad!"
　　 "Who the is back then?"
　　 Bailiqing put her hands behind her back, clenched her fists tightly and released them, saying, "Cold, ten, seven!"
　　 "Oh?" Yushu was surprised, and stopped eating the fruit.
　　 "Presumably the Jade Clan leader is also aware of the threat of that person."
　　 "You said just now, it's more than ten cold? Who is it?" Yushu looked suspicious.
　　 "You!" Bailiqing almost didn't control her emotions, and finally said ‘calmly’: "It’s the cold seventeen who defeated you face to face and took the second-order spiritual weapon from your hand!"
　　 "Fart! What is it that I lost? We made a tie, do you understand?" Yushu heard it, and jumped up from the wooden chair like being stepped on his tail.