In the west of the lake center island, it was already the next morning when Xu Xian and Huanqiu arrived.

"What exactly do Teng Yueyuan want to do? Hiding in such a place where birds don't poop?" Xu Xian looked at the scene in front of him that was almost like a wild tribe, and couldn't help but frown and said.

Due to the existence of Dawala in the east, the demon clan and the Taoist sect had fewer battles, and they were very restrained between each other, and most of them were mainly small teams to fight.

The west is different. The two sides are not worried about fighting here. Sometimes they often produce real fire. Under the bombardment of several scales of Taoist magic and magical powers, it will cause great damage to the surrounding environment.

This makes the west unsuitable for ordinary people to live in. Mortals can only hide in the city established by Taoist sects, and the wilderness becomes more and more desolate.

What is now revealed in front of Xu Xian is the fragments of ruins in the desert and Gobi, mostly living by outlaws among mortals, but they dare not stay in the wild for a long time.

Teng Yueyuan is also a descendant of a great demon after all, how could he live in such a place?

"When hearing that he came to avoid his enemies, the Teng family has always had a tradition of internal fighting." Huanqiu shrugged.

Xu Xian was too lazy to think too much, as long as he was there, the reason was not important.

"Then let's go, are your people staring at the target?" Xu Xian said, looking at Huanqiu's figure, where five or six red shadows were following.

The Phantom Clan has always liked to do such things as pretending to be a ghost, secretly passing the news to the Phantom Clan, and then she showed it to the outside world alone, so as to create the appearance of the Phantom Clan's supernatural powers and omniscient appearance.

Behind almost every powerful fantasy clan, there will be such a team.

"Of course." Huanqiu nodded, but then frowned slightly, "My uncle already knows about this matter, and he may arrive first."

"Uncle?" Xu Xian frowned slightly. He hated all the variables that might affect his leveling.

Huanqiu nodded calmly: "My uncle Huanlin is an old man in the clan. He asked the people around me... Although my people did not disclose it, he may not have no other way to know."

Huanlin did not expect that Huanqiu was so alert that he still suspected that without any evidence.

"He's better not to arrive." Xu Xian took a step forward and said as he said.

...

On the other side of the desert Gobi, in the basement of a small attic, a white-haired young man was surrounded by several people.

"Several seniors, I wonder what advice I have for Teng Yueyuan?" Teng Yueyuan looked beside him vigilantly. He had already recognized the fantasy forest of the fantasy clan.

Regardless of age, this person is a real senior, and Teng Yueyuan dares not be proud of it.

The descendants of the great demon are also close and alienated. Like Feng Di, they naturally support each other and favor them all, while Teng Yueyuan is alone and has no guards around him.

Huanlin said with a gentle smile on his face, "Don't worry, nephew, we three old guys have no malice, just want to ask nephew to stay here for a while."

"Here?" Teng Yueyuan looked around and confirmed that this was his basement, so hesitated and nodded.

"Then let's go up." The Taoist of Tianhe immediately spoke, "Cheng'an, Chenglian, you stay here."

"Yes, Master!" Two young men and women behind Tianhe Dao Ren replied at the same time.

That’s right, in addition to the three Tianhe people who came here, there were two of his disciples, Cheng An and Cheng Lian, the Taoist names of them.

Since the Tianhe Taoist people have been playing in the world, they have received a large number of disciples, some of which only give verbal instructions, while others teach them with all their hearts. These two people belong to the latter.

This time I want to go to the west, so the people of Tianhe Dao will naturally bring them with me.

Tianhe and the other two left quickly. Teng Yueyuan looked at the two young people next to him, thought for a while and said, "Two fellow Taoists, I wonder why the seniors came, can you tell me?"

Cheng Lian listened to the demon clan deliberately learning humans' words, but he learned the ancients' words and words, and couldn't help but smile: "Can't your demon clan speak normally? Master and the others are here to save your life."

"Help? What's going on?" Teng Yueyuan was surprised and didn't care about being ridiculed, and asked quickly.

Cheng An, who was standing aside, had to be calmer and said, "We received the news that another demon was born at the border, but this time he was eyeing Brother Teng."

It is actually common for "devils" to appear on the border. After all, it is a place where killing is too strong and is suitable for many magical practices, especially in the west.

Teng Yueyuan stopped talking when he heard this. He realized that he had become a bait-but there was nothing he could do. Without Huan Lin and others, he would not even have Brother Zi who knew the news in advance.

Just as the three of them were talking, a thunder fell, and the violent true energy fluctuations were shocking.

"Here you come!" Cheng Lian exclaimed, "But... why is it the breath of Taoist thunder? "

...

Xu Xian stepped into the small attic, or there was no attic, only the wreckage of the collapsed house.

While arriving at the destination, Xu Xian had already fallen with a thunder-induced method and directly destroyed the attic, saving the need to search a little bit.

This move is called "Shooting the Snake". Even if Tengyueyuan is not inside but nearby, he will inevitably flee outside when he is frightened. Naturally, he will not be able to hide it from the eyes and ears of the Phantom Clan.

But the result was not as Xu Xian thought. There were no fleeing figures around him. Instead, three figures appeared in the collapsed houses.

The Tianhe Taoist people stood in the middle, and Huanlin and Liuxian Taoist people walked out from both sides of Xu Xian. Liuxian Taoist people were the first to speak: "Junior Brother Xu, I am Liuxian, please be careful not to be impatient."

Xu Xian had never heard of Liuxian Taoist, but the Taoist robe on the other party had the Taoist robe, so he would not admit his mistake.

"Where is Teng Yueyuan?" Xu Xian looked at her coldly and asked.

Huanlin looked at Huanqiu beside him and smiled and said, "Young Master Xu, don't be in a hurry. Tianhedao, you have the blood god inheritance, we actually don't believe it, but we have to verify it after all..."

Xu Xian's eyes swept over him and finally fell on the Tianhe Taoist: "I'll ask again, where is Tengyueyuan?"

As he finished speaking, the three of them couldn't help but look up together, and saw that there were already dark clouds gathering in the sky, and lightning flashed in it, accumulating amazing power.

The Taoist Tianhe waved his right hand, and Jinshan had already appeared in front of him, and shouted coldly: "Xu Xian, don't think you have the Golden Elixir Taoist technique, just..."

Boom!

Before the Tianhe Taoist's words could be finished, a lightning light suddenly fell on him. It was a convergence of ten heavenly thunders.

The Taoist Tianhe is not a Taoist warrior like Chen Ming. Before Xu Xian took action, he had already thrown a "nightfall" over.

With his perception completely deprived, he was hit by thunder without any suspense, and the golden mountain that had condensed his lifelong cultivation was useless.
Chapter completed!