When the White Mastiff reacted, the air waves above his head were like the sky. It was Song Li's sword energy. It was too late. The cold sword energy that had been connected into a piece had already pressed on his head.

At this time, the white mastiff had blood beads on the corner of his mouth. If the attack of the power of the Shadow Law fails, he will be backfired.

This is the biggest weakness of the Shadow Law. Although the White Mastiff had such concerns before it was used, he still did not imagine that his Shadow Law's power would fail when attacking a first-level combat cultivator in the magical state.

"Senior Brother Lu, I, I will die at his hands. How is this possible?" Bai Mastiff seemed unable to believe this fact. Although he knew that Song Li was strong, even though he said that he came to find Song Li for revenge, he was already determined to die. After all, if Song Li could kill Lu Shan, he would definitely have a chance to kill him.

But when death really came over his head, the white mastiff began to regret it.

It seems that I should practice hard for a few years and find revenge when I have the confidence to win.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world. Even if there is one, it is too late to take the White Mastiff now.

He regretted not exploring Song Li's strength, so he came to take revenge. He also regretted that he was so anxious that he had to use the power of the Shadow Law. If he did not use the power of the Shadow Law, it seemed that he could also kill Song Li.

Bang bang bang bang!

The roar sounded endlessly.

The life of the white mastiff came to an abrupt end with this violent roar. But the endless cold-dispersed sword energy dissipated out of thin air. When the violent roar disappeared, a pool of blood was left on the ground, and nothing else was left.

The body of the white mastiff has completely disappeared, and has been crushed into particles and dissipated in the air.

However, Song Li was not at all relaxed, and he was even a little scared.

The White Mastiff is also a strong man at the fourth level of the Dharma Mian Realm. His cultivation is stronger than him and his combat power is better than Lushan. It can be said that being able to kill the White Mastiff has reached Song Li's limit.

If the sword he just now did not kill the White Mastiff, then the one who died was Song Li.

Because, Song Li's sword just now almost exhausted the last trace of chaotic energy in his body.

Although Song Li's breath recovery speed is much faster than that of ordinary people because of his special physique, it also takes time. Obviously, if the White Mastiff does not die, he will not be given time to recover.

After taking a few breaths, Song Liyou let out a long breath.

If Liang Liang hadn't developed a sense of protection when he was in a dilemma, burned himself, and burst out several times of his power. If the White Mastiff had not insisted on using the power of the Shadow Law, he would have fought with him normally, and he, Song Li, would have died in the end.

Liang Liang fell asleep and did not disappear completely, which also made Song Li breathe a sigh of relief.

"There are enemies everywhere. I'm afraid that the enemy you have to deal with during the trip to Taimiao will only be stronger than the White Mastiff. Your strength is not enough." Song Li sighed.

After saying that, Song Li limped towards Haoyue City.

That night, Bian Tong heard about Song Li's attack, and it was also related to his entourage.

Seeing that Song Li was fine, Bian Tong felt relieved.

After Song Li recovered for a day, the chaotic energy in his body finally absorbed perfectly. The next step was physical fatigue, which was easy to recover.

In the next few days, Song Li devoted himself to how to refine Shengji Pill, but after several days, Song Li was very dissatisfied. Song Li could not refine anything at all.

Fortunately, Song Li had been mentally prepared for a long time.

Shengji Pill is a divine elixir, while Song Li is just a saint-level alchemist. It is almost impossible to refine Shengji Pill.

This day is the day to enter the Taimiao.

Song Li followed the children here to the periphery of the Bian royal family Taimiao. Song Li originally thought that the Taimiao should be something similar to a tomb, but unexpectedly, the so-called Taimiao was actually a palace with a large area, at least from the outside.

Bian Hong did not come in person. When Song Li and Bian Tong came outside the Taimiao, more than a dozen people had gathered outside the Taimiao.

"All these are your brothers?" Song Li asked without hesitation.

Song Li was not used to asking him to look forward to the front because of Bian Tong's identity.

Bian Tong didn't mind this and smiled and said, "Half, each of them should be a helper here. Look at the one who is named Guangshi, and he is a core disciple of Qingxuan Sect. Although he is about the same age as you and me, his cultivation has reached the fifth level of the Dharma Mixed Realm, so it should not be underestimated."

Song Li had long discovered that among the people present, there were many people with extremely strong cultivation. He sighed and laughed, "Your Highness, I regret it now, but I still have time?"

Bian Tong smiled and said, "It's time, I don't think you need to go in with me, it just increases danger."

Song Li laughed: "Haha, forget it, offending the prince is not a good thing. I have offended a legitimate prince, but it doesn't seem like offending another one."

Bian Tong couldn't hold back his laughter and said, "I am not as easy to hold revenge as you think."

Although they didn't mention it, they were actually carrying Bian Li in their words.

And just then, Bian Li walked slowly.

Beside Bian Li, a man with extraordinary temperament, gray hair, but not over forty years old.

This man did not look squinting, but just looked at the side of the boy. At one moment, Song Li seemed to see the excitement in this person's eyes, but it flashed in a flash. Even if Song Li had the strange eyes of the Dragon Ancestor, he did not find anything from the other party's eyes. However, Song Li could see that this person's strength was extremely terrifying.

Perhaps it was the strongest war cultivator under the age of 40 that Song Li had ever seen.

Song Li knew that this man should be Bian Li's helper, a terrifying enemy.

"Brother Song, I suddenly feel that person is so familiar." Bian Tong said suddenly.

Song Li was stunned and looked at Bian Tong's gaze. It was Bian Li's helper.

After laughing, Song Li said, "You can go over and ask him if we have seen him somewhere!"

Bian Tong was stunned for a moment and chuckled, "It's too old-fashioned, I guess he won't take this trick."

Song Lishen agreed, "I think so."

"Haha, third brother, you are actually here, it's really easy for me to find." At this time, Bian Li pretended to be like seeing Bian Tong and Song Li just now, and showed great enthusiasm and walked quickly.

Behind Bian Li, Feng Dian frowned. After pausing for a moment, he followed Bian Li towards Bian Tong and Song Li.

"Second brother, is this your friend? Have you seen him before?" asked Bian Tong.

Song Li curled his lips, you didn't go directly to tell others if we had seen each other, but you had a roundabout tactic.

Thinking of this, Song Li couldn't help but have too many associations with the evil tastes, and subconsciously hugged himself, thinking, is this guy Bian Tong having some evil tastes?

Otherwise, how could he be so interested in the guys around Bian Li?

No, it is better to be careful when you contact them in the future.

"Oh, this person's name is Bai Li. I am a new friend from another country. I have come to our Haoyue Kingdom for the first time, and you probably haven't seen him." Bian Li said.

However, Song Li's dragon ancestor's strange pupils caught him, and Bian Li's eyes flashed a little when he said this.

"I've seen Your Highness, King Lu!"

The pseudonym Bai Li is named Bai Li, and the two words "Bai Shui Li Palace" are taken. However, if you don't think about it specifically, it will still make people think of the long-destroyed Bai Shui Li Palace.

"Duolei, where does Senior Brother Bai come from?" asked Bian Tong.

Song Li was stunned. Is this guy going to ask the truth? Find out more clearly. This guy is your enemy and he won’t tell the truth.

"From the land of Dongzhou! It's better not to mention the barbaric land." Feng Dian said.

"It turns out to be Dongzhou..." Bian Tong pondered for a moment, then looked at Song Li, and said, "My friend is from Beizhou and is also not from Zhongzhou."

Song Li nodded slightly at Feng Dian, and Feng Dian also nodded in return for his gift, and both sides were quite polite.

However, everyone knows that the competition between the two people who look like brothers in front of them is the most intense and cruel.

"Oh, second brother, third brother, you two brothers really look like brothers."

The person who speaks is Bian She, who is older than Bian Tong and Bian Li, but he was not born to the queen. This person has always been quite unhappy because of his illegitimate status, and the ones he is most jealous of is Bian Tong and Bian Li.

However, he also knew before that with his identity and Bian Hong's love for him, he had no chance to be the prince. However, when Bian Hong issued an edict to fight for the Taimiao for the throne, Bian She felt that his chance had come.

So he also spent a lot of money to invite core disciples of Qingxuan Sect from the hands of the four major sects to help, trying to overcome Bian Li and Bian Tong in the battle in the Taimiao, and then become the prince.

"Mu Luan, these two are the dignified King Fu and King Lu. They are only two princes among the younger royal family." Bian She said sarcastically.

Song Li was quite unhappy when he heard this. Why did Bian She speak like a woman? Has it been too long for women in the harem to stay there?

"Mu Luan has seen two princes!" Mu Luan pretended to be a salute.

Then, Mu Luan's eyes swept across Feng Dian and Song Li respectively.

When he swept the Fengdian, Mu Luan was stunned and didn't dare to say anything.

But when his eyes passed by Song Li, he was also stunned for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "Your Highness, King Lu, isn't you a little talkative. It's really... Haha, if you need it, can you tell us Qingxuan Sect? The relationship between Qingxuan Sect and the royal family has always been very good, why... "

Although Mu Luan didn't say it clearly, everyone could see that Mu Luan was mocking Song Li for his low cultivation.

Among the people present, in addition to the prince, the helpers invited by the princes were Song Li with the lowest cultivation level on the surface.

The cultivation level of the first level of the Dharma Mixed Realm seems to be a little unpredictable.
Chapter completed!