At this moment, Song Li looked at him and seemed to be in the world, but he could not hear a trace of the sound outside.

As he reached this far, Song Li was fearless, but at this moment, facing this boneless power, Song Li couldn't help feeling helpless.

At this time, at the foot of Banri Mountain, Pang Dayun Feiyang and Li Yun had already flew into the sky, looking at the figure that looked like stars.

"Uh, why is the boss still motionless now..."

Pangda frowned slightly. Although it was far apart, Song Li was carrying a famous monument that was nearly a hundred feet like a hill, so Pangda was able to confirm Song Li's conduct.

"The boss may be in trouble..."

Yun Feiyang pondered for a little while and said softly, his expression was also extremely heavy.

"No, I have to go in..."

Li Yun shouted lightly, and after saying that, he wanted to fly out.

"Okay, don't cause trouble for the boss. Just rely on the cultivation of our three-legged cats to enter the mountain protection formation. Not only can we not help the boss, but we also have to protect us in turn."

Song Li was not here. Pang Da, who always seemed careless, was the backbone of the three of them. He had been the chief constable of the Six Gates for a while. Now Pang Da is very good at doing things. He is no longer as impulsive as before. Although he is as anxious as Li Yun, he still calms down to dissuade Li Yun at this time.

Li Yun's red eyes stared at his huge body, and after a little, the anger on his body was dissipated.

"The boss is so outstanding, we can't catch up..."

A feeling of powerlessness suddenly arose in Li Yun's heart. I remember that when he first met Song Li, the two of them were still at the same level of cultivation, and he was even a little stronger than Song Li. However, in just a few years, Song Li had already left them far behind. This was the result of Song Li often improving their cultivation level with holy elixirs. If there were no elixirs given by the boss, it was unknown whether he could advance to the Nascent Soul.

"Just do your best. The boss thinks we are his brothers, and what he values ​​is not our cultivation, but the relationship that relies on each other..."

Pang Da saw through, and Yun Feiyang kept nodding beside him. Although he had been with Song Li for a short time, he could still feel the brotherhood of the three of them, and he was extremely envious.

"Do you want to stop me Song Li?"

"Don't think about it..."

Song Li's voice and expression were stern, his red face was twisted, his eyes were red, and he kept punching each punch with all his strength, but the result was just a waste of his true energy.

After a violent punch, Song Li's heart was slightly retarded and he was breathing heavily.

"This won't work, you can't break through the ban..."

Song Li murmured, and a pill appeared in his hand and put it in his mouth to replenish the true energy he had consumed along the way.

"Along the way, nothing can stop me, and this true energy cannot be broken... If I can't break, I won't break it. I see if you can stop me."

As he said that, Song Li's slightly bent body straightened up bit by bit. He wanted to raise his legs, but his legs seemed to be tied with thorns.

"ah……"

Song Li roared, pouring all his strength onto his legs. At this time, his feet finally kicked out a crack in the stone steps under his feet.

Song Li's raised legs seemed to be pulled by millions of fierce horses, moving forward little by little in the struggle.

"Bang……"

A huge explosion sounded, and Song Li finally landed the leg on the stone steps that were further up the layer in front of him. Although it had soft and strange power, the step still stomped the stone steps into powder.

After Song Li refined the divine seed, his body was tempered again. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was steel and iron bones. However, at this time, Song Li's feet were already bleeding, and the cracked holes were still bleeding, and red footprints were printed on the stone steps.

"This can keep moving forward..."

Song Li's mouth finally had a curve. Along the way, he smiled from his heart for the first time. Although this method seems to be the stupidest and most difficult way to move forward at the moment, Song Li doesn't care, as long as he can keep moving forward.

Almost every step he took would consume nearly half of Song Li's true energy. After two steps, Song Li had to take out the pill to replenish the true energy in his body.

At this time, Song Li had moved forward more than ten steps and consumed five holy elixirs, but Song Li was surprised that unlike the time he was besieged by the sect in Lincang City, his body not only did not cause any discomfort between the time of exhausting the true qi and replenishing it, but instead adapted to the rhythm of moving forward more and more, and even felt comfortable.

At this time, Song Li no longer had the violence he had when he first climbed the mountain, and his mood was as calm as usual, neither anxious nor slow.

When he thought about it carefully, Song Li was also shocked. Because of the famous stele that was full of resentment, Song Li was also infected by the anger on the stele. If he went on, he might be able to become a demon. However, after more than ten stone steps and the light and vast power was polished back and forth, Song Li finally returned to normal.

"I didn't expect that this mountain protection formation has such mystery... Chen Yuran, I, Song Li, thank you this time..."

Song Li chuckled. Of course, he would not really thank Chen Yuran in his heart, but he just sighed.

Although Song Li was extremely difficult to go every step, Song Li gradually fell in love with this fluttering force. They kept rushing, like a breeze, and the true energy in Song Li's body was full and exhausted. After this, Song Li advanced hundreds of stone steps.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, with a very fast speed. It soon came to Song Li. Although it was already very close to Song Li, the man was still like a shadow in Song Li's eyes.

The figure was not limited by the restriction here, and his body was like a charm, constantly passing through, leaving behind a thick black tail light.

If he could appear here without being restricted by this restriction, Song Li understood that this person must be a worshiper of the Chen family, and his eyes followed this figure tightly.

The figure was shuttled back and forth, and even Song Li's eyes could not catch up with him. While being shocked by the speed of this person, the man suddenly jumped out, his shadow was like lightning, and his sword was like light.

Although Song Li's eyes did not keep up with his speed, he still felt his approaching breath, but it was useless to feel his aura in this restriction.

"Swoosh..."

A ray of white light passed by Song Li's legs, and then in an instant the white light disappeared.

A little later, a blood mark suddenly broke out on Song Li's leg when the white light was scratched. Song Li's body was even stronger than the Dragon Clan, but he could still cut it with one knife, which showed the sharpness of the knife.

At this time, all the strength in Song Li's legs was suddenly cut, and the blood that had retreated burst out in an instant.

But the figure did not stop and shuttle back and forth, preventing Song Li's gaze from finding traces. When the opportunity appeared, he cut Song Li's other leg again.

Both legs were injured, and under the huge pressure, Song Li finally couldn't control himself. His trembling legs collapsed instantly and his knees touched the ground.

At this time, the figure stopped and stood several feet in front of Song Li, as if walking out of a dark door, and its figure gradually became clear.

Although Song Li's legs touched the ground, his figure did not fall down, and his body was still standing upright, staring at the figure in the darkness.

When the figure of the man was completely clear, Song Li's expression was stunned. The black shadow who took such a ruthless move turned out to be a woman, an extremely beautiful woman, a woman who was still as beautiful as a flower without eyes.

Even though Song Li had seen Ning Qianxue's beauty and Long Ziyan's beauty, he could not help but feel trembling when he saw this woman without two-sighted eyes.

Fortunately, Song Li is not the kind of man who thinks with his lower body. Soon, his mind is clear, his body straightened, his eyes are cold, and he sneeres.

"The shadow of the prisoner is floating... The Assassin King is actually a woman, and a blind woman, which is interesting."

"Oh, even His Highness the Emperor has heard of being alone, which is really a honor for the little girl."

The blind girl who was called a prisoner by Song Li smiled and bowed to Song Li politely.

"The Assassin King is so famous that even if I am the prince, it is inevitable. I heard that no one in the world has ever seen the true body of a lonely prisoner. In this way, I don't think you are going to let me live..."

Song Li smiled and was amused. The severe pain in his legs did not change his expression.

"Your Highness forgives your sins... Everyone says that you would rather provoke the God of Death than provoke Song Li, but today I, the ghost wandering in the dark, can kill you, which is also a good thing for me..."

As she spoke, the lonely body gradually became illusory. After she finished speaking, her whole body had turned into a phantom, and the phantom drifted and could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

A little later, the black welcome seemed to shake, and another phantom was revealed. After several changes, many figures appeared.

"Prison shadows float, phantoms are full of..."

This sound cannot be heard, and it is long and long.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of phantoms appeared like ghosts, and they were approaching Song Li several feet away. Soon these figures came to Song Li.

These figures move in a uniform manner, and in the darkness, white blades appear, and white blades are like floating lights. Dozens of floating lights suddenly surge towards Song Li's body.

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

After dozens of slashes, Song Li's bronze skin instantly had dozens of wounds, and the wound was extremely deep. Under the illumination of this white light, even white bones could be seen faintly.

At first, Song Li just felt a hint of chill surging everywhere in his body. After a little, the chill turned into severe pain.

"I have to say that your highness, your physical defense is really strong. If you were an ordinary person, you would have become a lot of bones."

However, the sound came to an abrupt end as soon as it was heard. Song Li moved, and Song Li, who was covered in scars, actually moved.

At this time, Song Li's whole body was covered with blood and his body was red. As he slowly stood up, the wound became bloody, but Song Li ignored it.
Chapter completed!