Chapter 214 The Woman in White Who Can't Seem

The old men from Kunlun Sect naturally knew that the third senior brother knew a lot of secrets, but they also understood that this was not what they should ask. After a pause, one of them said, "Since it is not the palace-level master, he may not feel good if he kills Wei Xiaose."

No one else spoke, but he did not echo. No matter what, Wei Xiaose is also a strong man in the late stage of the star. With their Wei family's dead wood skills, he can definitely exert the power of the star peak in a short time. With the cut-off branch, even the palace-level masters cannot kill him in such a short time. It must be a huge price to forcefully increase his strength.

These people are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. They are old and powerful, so they naturally cannot hide them from them.

When the old man Hui Pu heard this, his face remained motionless. He looked at the place where Nie Fan disappeared and said, "Send a message to my senior brother and say we will go back a few days later."

"Yes." An old man who looked like a junior behind nodded. Nie Fan fell into the mountains below, and even if they had to look for it, they would take some time.

The ancient small tower turned slightly and disappeared immediately. Then it appeared above the top of the mountain below the clouds inside and outside. What's more, I don't know how many people follow and follow in the dark.

Not long after the Kunlun Sect's small tower disappeared, two figures, one black and one white, also appeared nearby. Both of them stopped at the same time, and their eyes gathered at the void where the power of the violent battle had not dissipated.

Before, Lu Qiuming was shattered by a sword, not too many fancy things, and nothing was left after a gust of wind. But this time, not only Wei Xiaose used his powerful force, but the cut branches were also destroyed here. The terrible power was wrapped in the smell of blood for a long time.

"It's Wei Xiaose!" Tang Shenfeng's expression darkened and he stared at the place. He could feel the bleak breath inside, which was the dead wood skill that belonged to the Wei family.

"That cut branch was also destroyed." A trace of solemn appeared on the pharmacist's elegant face, and his eyes flashed slightly.

Apart from the violent power, there was no sound. The two of them stood in the void, black and white, speechless for a long time.

"How is it, Brother Yao, do you still want to get a piece of the pie?" After a while, Tang Shenfeng turned his head to look at Yaoshiqian with a smile again and said. He saw the hesitation in Yaoshiqian's eyes, knowing that he had always been cautious, and he must be struggling in his heart.

Medicine Shiqian knew that Tang Shenfeng wanted to see their Holy Doctor Valley, and he joked, but at this time, he didn't care about this, and looked at him with a frown, moved his body, and chased him down.

Tang Shenfeng did not stop this time and flew downwards.

Not long after the two disappeared, they were wearing white clothes and white mist, and they couldn't see their faces clearly. She stood there quietly. Although she couldn't see it, she still gave people a feeling of being icy and as fairy as a fairy.

She looked at the void where the violent power gradually disappeared, and a crisp voice came out: "I will not become an immortal."

After saying that, she was floating in the direction where Nie Fan disappeared, as if she was astonished as a terrifying geese, as if a fairy was coming to the world.

Nie Fan stood on the Qikill Sword, and blood was constantly overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and the blood in his body was difficult to suppress. The Qikill Sword turned into a stream of light in the mountains, constantly shuttled forward.

Nie Fan knew that everyone behind him was extraordinary and had strange secret techniques to track him. He had to stay away from here as much as possible, otherwise he would be easily found even if he was hiding.

He held his breath with all his strength to isolate all the leaks from his body, stood on the Seven Killing Sword, his eyes could no longer be opened, and he hid in various ways, shuttled from heaven and earth, constantly rushing forward.

Not long after, he appeared above a cliff. The Seven Killing Sword turned and rushed directly under the cliff at a high speed.

Nie Fan's spiritual sense was constantly searching among the rock walls, and he could no longer suppress it. He had to find a place to go into seclusion as soon as possible to heal his wounds.

Wow

Suddenly, a roar of water sounded from afar. Nie Fan knew that there must be a waterfall ahead.

His eyes lit up, and the Seven Killing Sword suddenly went down, and with a "bang" sound, rushed directly into the water, and went upstream along the water flow.

Bang bang bang

The dull waterfall smashed into the water below like a huge rock. Nie Fan went up from the bottom of the water and came to the water curtain. Sure enough, there was a difficult mouth in the water curtain. Nie Fan took out the black rock sword, and a small cave appeared with a bang.

Nie Fan jumped in and turned around. A flipped hole was blocked again, and water vapor filled it, freezing silently.

The time of standing in the cave was dark, and Nie Fan sat down cross-legged regardless of the rest.

His true energy in his body was almost exhausted, his qi and blood were churning, and his internal organs were shocked. Although his injuries were not serious, he had to go into seclusion and heal and regulate his injuries immediately.

Jiutian was already standing on a stone in a corner, in the darkness, with bright eyes and sharp eyes looking at Nie Fan.

The two swords stood in front of them, and the light was surging, the sword energy was restrained and ready to go.

Among the mountains where Nie Fan fell, a small tower floated on the top of a mountain, and a group of old men sat cross-legged in the sky, all looking at the old man Hui Pu in front of him calmly.

After half an hour, the old man Huipu still did not move, and Xiaota did not react at all.

"Senior Brother Third, have you lost the trace of the little thief?" An old woman behind her spoke in a hoarse voice.

When the others heard this, they all looked puzzled. This small tower was the treasure of their Kunlun School. Its origin was unpredictable. Once the characters locked by it were, it would definitely not be easy to escape.

"He got into the ground." The old man Hui Pu closed his eyes, as if sensing something, and spoke indifferently.

"Isn't it impossible to escape the tracking code of the Temple of the Gods underground?" the old woman asked.

The old man Huipu opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and then he spoke casually, still with the expression of water waving, saying, "He used a special method, it should be a Feng Shui Talisman."

"Feng Shui Talisman!" The person behind him who had poor concentration exclaimed. The Feng Shui Talisman is very magical, at least one of the few strange things that their treasure of the Conqueror of the Sect cannot deal with.

"Is this little thief a disciple of Jiushan?" someone asked. Fengshui talismans are too precious and extremely difficult to refine. Even the recognized number one Fengshui master Jiushan is not just refined. Not to mention the difficulty of refining methods, the materials are difficult to find. Each one can be said to be priceless and difficult to find a thousand pounds.

Of course no one can answer this question. Feng Shui masters walk underground all year round, and it is a path to see Feng Shui and search for tombs. Real Feng Shui masters will not be exposed in front of others, and even if they appear, it is difficult for ordinary people to recognize them.

"Senior Brother Third, what should I do now?" After a while of silence, someone asked. The Fire Lotus Petal is in the hands of outsiders. There is a risk of losing it for one more second, which makes them worried. Only the third brother in front is calm and still calm.

"No hurry," the old man Huipu looked at the dark hill in front and said, "Even the earth-line talisman cannot completely isolate all breaths."

After the old man Huipu said that, the Tower of Continental Gods slowly turned and moved forward.

Everyone else knew that this was to find the place where the "little thief" appeared from the underground. Although it seemed like looking for a needle in a haystack, it was the only way now.

The Kunlun Sect's Gods Tower was extremely conspicuous, and Tang Shenfeng, who followed him, saw it from afar. The two looked at each other and knew that the Kunlun Sect, like them, had lost Nie Fan's trace.

Pharmacist Qian's eyes swept through the mountains, and his expression gradually became ugly. Losing Nie Fan's trace means that his Holy Medicine Valley has lost the Fire Lotus Petals, so that all their bets will be lost.

Medicine Shiqian's eyes flashed, his face changed a little. He suddenly turned to look at Tang Shenfeng and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Tang, I know that your Tang family has a special way of tracking. If you can find it for me, the conditions can be as good as you can."

Tang Shenfeng was stunned, turned to look at Yaoshi Qian, and his heart moved, saying, "It seems that the Holy Medicine Valley is probably not just Taiyi Holy Water that has been released this time."

Pharmacist Qian did not refute and said directly: "The conditions are up to you."

Tang Shenfeng looked at the pharmacist Qian's expression and knew that he was a gambler's mentality. His eyes were calm and a strange force spread out on his body.

When the pharmacist Qian saw it, he didn't say anything and looked at Tang Shenfeng with his eyes tightly.

After a long time, Tang Shenfeng retracted the strange power, frowned slightly, and looked at the pharmacist Qian and said, "Not found."

Yaoshi Qian's heart sank again. He turned to look at the Kunlun Sect's Fengshen Tower. He saw that they seemed to be searching inch by inch, and obviously they had completely lost all traces of Nie Fan.

Medicine Shiqian was unwilling to give up, and stepped forward in the opposite direction of the Kunlun Sect.

Tang Shenfeng did not stop him, as if he suddenly thought of something, stood in the void and said, "Is it really a saying of fate?"

The woman in white clothes, shrouded in white mist, appeared elegantly on a mountain without any trace of mortal energy, and she looked quietly ahead. After a long time, the white mist on her face suddenly dissipated, revealing a beautiful and suffocating pretty face, with clear eyes and Emei as dark as dark.

Soon, the white mist returned to its original state, covering her, and then she took a step forward and stepped forward.

She stepped across several hills in one step and kept moving forward.

On the Kunlun School's Conquest of the Gods Tower, the old man Huipu always looked faint. He could feel the woman in white approaching, but he didn't respond. He controlled the small tower and kept walking forward.

"Senior Brother Third, can you see through this woman's cultivation level?" The woman in white approached, so naturally others could feel that someone asked the old man Hui Pu.

When the old man Hui Pu heard this, he turned his head and looked behind him for the first time.

His eyes were very calm, as if it were an ordinary old man. His eyes fell on the woman in white and frowned slightly. Suddenly, the small tower shook, and his eyes stood on the woman in white and stared straight at the woman in white.

The woman in white seemed to sense the old man's gaze, but her figure kept moving forward.

The woman in white walked out three or four steps before the old man Hui Pu took back his gaze, turned his head, and said calmly, "I can't see through."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, everyone's face changed slightly. They all knew that the old man had just borrowed the power of the Temple of the Gods, but he didn't expect that he could not see the cultivation level of this seemingly old woman.
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