Nie Fan's figure flashed and appeared on the huge lighthouse as a guide light. Zhou Mei, Wei Tao and even Zhu Tian stood on it, staring at the gray misty area with bright eyes, as if they could see through the eyes and see the people trespassing the mountain.

Just as the few people were about to salute, Nie Fan waved his hand and said, "Do you know where the person is now?"

Zhou Mei and others shook their heads. The foggy area was too wide. Unless there was a lighthouse guide, it would be difficult to get out if you fell into it. They didn't know where the person who broke in was now.

"Did you see who it is?" Nie Fan's eyes were like lightning, looking at the hazy mist. Even his eyes could not see much farther away, and he could not find the intruder.

Zhou Mei's pretty face was tense, and she said with a solemn look on her face, "A disciple found that the formation was abnormal. After checking, she found that it was the result of someone breaking in, and she didn't know anything else."

No one knows better than Zhou Mei the danger of the Xuejian Sect being discovered. Once it is truly leaked, it is almost impossible to develop smoothly. Then everything she has worked hard to turn into flowing water.

Nie Fan glanced at the closed lighthouse, pondered, and said, "I'll go in and take a look, you're all here to guard."

Zhou Mei and others also knew that there were masters from the small world of Snow Mountain in the sect, so they nodded, and Zhou Mei said, "Be careful, Master."

Nie Fan immediately moved his body and rushed into the mist. He didn't know where the intruder was now, and his spiritual consciousness could only penetrate hundreds of meters here.

Nie Fan walked in the mist, putting his spiritual sense to the maximum, sensing the movements within the maximum range.

After walking for a while, Nie Fan stood there, thinking: "It won't work if this continues, but since he hasn't broke in directly, he shouldn't know the location of the Xuejian Sect."

Suddenly, Nie Fan's mind moved, and the Red Sword stood above his head. The red light flashed, illuminating the mist with a hazy and colorful look.

Nie Fan was wearing a Chi Yao Sword on his head, as if he was carrying a huge sun, with dazzling light and dazzling light. I don’t know how far away he would notice it. He was neither fast nor slow, and he was traveling along one direction in the mist, while also actively looking for it.

After more than an hour, Nie Fan suddenly stopped and stopped at one place, his eyes showing a strange look. He felt a familiar aura here, very faint, but he still noticed it and vaguely reminded him of someone.

"He could actually find this place..." Nie Fan said to himself. He discovered that this was the aura of the thief king. Although it was very light, he still distinguished it.

"No wonder I was able to find the Void Tomb of the God of Qi. I came here with just one word." Nie Fan stood here without moving. Since the old man had just left, with his current movement, he might have already alarmed him.

Nie Fan held his breath, and at the same time he placed his spiritual consciousness and spiritual sense to the maximum, constantly searching around.

Sure enough, not long after, a vulgar figure appeared within Nie Fan's spiritual consciousness. Although he quickly hid it, since he had been discovered by Nie Fan, it would be useless to hide it anymore. Nie Fan just stood there, watching him approaching in a vulgar manner.

Obviously, the old man is definitely not stupid. He cannot find something good from his origin, but he is trapped here, even if he knows it is a trap, he still wants to give it a try.

While walking, his eyes turned around. He was always curious about Nie Fan. In his opinion, Nie Fan's luck was better than him, which was completely incomprehensible! So Nie Fan said it was half a year, but he came a month in advance, just to see what secret Nie Fan was hiding, but he didn't expect that he had just discovered a mysterious place and accidentally fell into it and couldn't find a way out for a long time.

Looking at the red sun in the distance, the thief was careful and cautious, knowing that he probably offended the landlord here, so he was extremely careful.

Nie Fan looked at his vulgar figure and did not expose it. He just waited for him to come over.

When the thief king was still hundreds of meters away from Nie Fan, he knew that he must have been sensed when he saw the sun motionless. He blinked his little eyes and suddenly changed his body into a Taoist priest with a fairy-like appearance, wearing a Taoist robe, white hair and long beard, and holding a sail in his hand that said, "The Great Dream is Thousand Years, I have no choice." Then he walked towards Nie Fan with a swagger.

When he walked not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly, recognized Nie Fan through the red light, but he did not move, pretended to walk forward, looked at Nie Fan from a distance, and said, "Fellow Taoist, I see your seal hall dark, and my eyebrows are stagnant, and I may be suffering from blood."

If someone else said this to Nie Fan, he would definitely ignore it, but Nie Fan knew that the person in front of him was absolutely extraordinary. It would be extraordinary to just say that he could come out of Manting alive, and he did not expose it. He took the Chi Yao Sword and looked at him and said, "Can you really see it?"

"That's right," the thief king touched his white beard, looked up at the mist, and said, "I have lived for thousands of years, and this can still be seen. If you want to know the method of cracking, take a innate magic weapon."

Nie Fan's mouth twitched slightly. The old bastard kept saying three words from the industry and said directly: "Don't pretend."

The thief blinked, then smiled, his figure changed, and he became that vulgar look again. He walked over and looked at Nie Fan and said, "Is this your place of Taoism?"

Nie Fan couldn't help but jump again when he heard the thief king's words. The word "doctrine" is only available in the world of cultivation, but it was naturally spoken from the old man's mouth.

"Do you know I am a cultivator?" Nie Fan asked. There was nothing to hide from Nie Fan. I believe that as long as the innate powerful people who have seen him fight with Zheng Hu, they can guess this. Even earlier, some people speculated, but there was no evidence.

"What can I hide from me in the world?" The thief Wang Xiao turned his eyes and looked at Nie Fan and said, "I heard that the magic weapon of the Taoist monk is very powerful. Have you taken out ten or eight pieces for me to see?"

Nie Fan didn't say that, even if he took it out, he would probably have to beat the dog without going back. He ignored this and looked at him and said, "Can you really see that I have a bad omen?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, looked up at Nie Fan's expression seriously, and then his expression showed a strange look and said, "I was talking nonsense just now, but now it seems that someone is really slapping you, and his cultivation is very high, and you can crush you with just one finger."

Listening to the thief king's words, Nie Fan's face changed slightly and he said, "Do you know who he is?"

"I don't know," said the thief. He looked at Nie Fan seriously and said, "But if you enter that big formation, you should be able to escape the disaster."

Nie Fan shook his head. He didn't like the feeling of being stared at. He had to erase dangers as soon as possible. However, with his current cultivation level, there were too many people who could make him think about it, which made him unable to infer.

"Hey, your injury is healed?" Suddenly, the thief king looked at Nie Fan as if he had just discovered it.

Then he frowned and said to himself: "It's impossible. With your injury for half a year, you'll be less calculated. Even if you have a magic pill, you need to digest it. You shouldn't be out of seclusion so much in advance..."

Nie Fan naturally would not talk about the Ice God Art. Suddenly, he grabbed the thief King, and the Gods Tower moved horizontally to the void and appeared in the Snow Sword Gate.

Nie Fan also sent a message to Zhou Mei and others, so that they didn't have to worry.

"Hey, is your temple?" The old man looked around with his eyes, and when he looked at Qin Yun's guest room, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and said, "I didn't expect you to have such a beautiful lady. Hey, no, what a solid foundation, if this is stimulated..."

Nie Fan automatically ignored the previous words. He listened to the latter words and felt aroused in his heart. He also heard Qin Yun say about the middle-aged man who asked him to stay. Could it be that she wanted to find opportunities to stimulate her potential in her body?

But even Qin Yun himself did not notice these things. How did the thief king discover them?

Nie Fan felt more and more that the old man was not that simple, and said, "He is my wife's master, come with me."

After Nie Fan finished speaking, he led the thief to the main building of his door.

"The beautiful master with his wife hidden..." The thief king twitched his tongue with a vulgar face, followed Nie Fan, squinted his eyes and looked around.

Nie Fan ignored his trash talk and walked straight into the main building of the door.

The old man was not worried about Nie Fan catching a turtle in a jar, and he pulled him clean again. He didn't even look at the formation in the main building of the gate, and followed Nie Fan in.

Nie Fan could see that the thief king seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation. Not only was he unable to see through his cultivation, but he couldn't even see clearly.

"Tell me about that big tomb." Nie Fan said. He is constantly fighting for himself now, and lacks a chance to make a breakthrough. He needs to be sublimated to the highest level in one fell swoop.

"That's really a tomb of the god of energy," the thief king immediately became energetic when he heard about this and said, "I went to see it again recently. It was definitely a tomb of the god of energy. Someone had broken through it, but it was unsuccessful. I got the bones and suicide notes."

Nie Fan's eyes moved slightly. If it was really a tomb of the God of Qi, it would be equivalent to a great god-transforming cultivator for him. Although he had been in trouble for a long time, it would have been enough for his cultivation.

"When will we set off?" Nie Fan said. Now every minute of his affairs is extremely precious and cannot be wasted.

"You are really completely recovering?" The thief king stared at Nie Fan, and he also thought that Nie Fan was deliberately using his eyes to deceive him.

"Yes." Nie Fan nodded.

The thief king looked at Nie Fan with a strange look, then approached, and said, "Nie Fan, who is your inheritance? Don't worry, just tell me a name."

Nie Fan estimated that if he said a name, the man's tomb would be found tomorrow and he would definitely be robbed on the third day.

Nie Fan ignored his ulterior motives and said, "Does anyone else know about that big array?"

"It should be gone." The thief king glanced at Nie Fan and said seriously.

After hearing what the thief king said, you don’t have to guess that someone must have discovered this tomb. Nie Fan said, “Who are they all?”
Chapter completed!