The disciples of the four major sects were divided into two parts. One part of the monks went to pursue Yue Yi, and the other part stayed to clean up the Canye Pavilion stronghold.

At this time, an old voice sounded, "Fellow Taoist Fuguang came to Hengyue City. Why don't you ask me to wait for you, so that I can help you and wash away your dust."

As the voice fell, a gray-haired old woman appeared in the east, and after her, there were a dozen more figures floating in the air, echoing her words.

"Yes, if there is anything you need help with, fellow Taoist Fuguang, just ask."

True Lord Fuguang signaled the disciples to continue their work, raised his eyes and said calmly: "I accept your kind wishes, and we can still handle it."

True Lord Fu Guang would not take their words to heart. If he really wanted to help, he would have helped when he was dealing with the attack in the jade pendant. Whether it was helping to stabilize the teleportation circle or intercepting the male cultivator, it was all a help.

Very busy.

They just stood by and watched, waiting to see the jokes of the four major sects. A cold light flashed in Zhenjun Fuguang's eyes, and there was no need for them to spoil the plan.

Tianxin Pavilion.

Under the siege of several true monarchs, the attackers were retreating steadily, and they were slowly moving away from the Tianxin Pavilion Protector Mountain, and the blazing white light gradually dimmed.

The Tianxin Pavilion monks below breathed a sigh of relief. The blazing white light seemed to be able to melt everything within the range. Now the burning sensation has finally subsided.

In the air, Zhenjun Rongqiu looked solemn. They set up a dragnet and waited for the other party to be caught. Unexpectedly, the other party silently lurked among the disciples of Junior Sister Jinlan.

If they hadn't deployed a surveillance circle in Junior Sister's cave in advance, he almost could have succeeded. Thinking of the other party's response just now, Zhenjun Rong Qiu's heart became more vigilant.

The blazing white light slowly dimmed, and the surroundings were filled with water vapor and mist, which was caused by the conflict with the opponent's spell just now.

This level of water mist has no effect on the monks, not to mention that the people participating in the battle in the air are all Nascent Soul stage monks, and they ignore it as nothing.

But slowly, Rong Qiu Zhenjun discovered that something was wrong. In the white mist, the opponent was like a fish in the sea, fighting and retreating, and his response became more and more stable, as if the injury he suffered just now was slowly getting better.

He concentrated his mind and felt the white mist carefully. The blurred mist surged with the airflow, or gathered into water vapor or stained their clothes and hair. There seemed to be nothing wrong.

His sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he waved a fire dragon, which flew into the fog and circled around, evaporating the surrounding water vapor. The fog in the air became a little lighter, but it did not completely dissipate.

Several True Lords were stunned. It was just a little bit of water vapor left after the magic hedging. How could it not be completely evaporated?

Zhenjun Rongqiu's body trembled and he shouted: "It's a fog bee! No, it should be said to be an evolved fog spirit bee!"

Fog Spirit Bees are smaller than Fog Bees. They are almost indistinguishable from water vapor in the mist. Their transparent thin shells are extremely hard and invulnerable to water and fire. Even most of the monks' methods are useless against them.

effect.

Immediately, several True Lords used their own methods. The dense fog spirit bees were threatened and began to flee.

Soon, large swathes of Fog Spirit Bees dispersed. However, the killer who attacked Can Ye Pavilion had long disappeared.

Several people looked at each other, and Zhenjun Shuyin murmured in disbelief: "Impossible, how could you escape without leaving a trace after being injured so badly?"

Rong Qiu frowned, and what was even more surprising was that they didn't smell the slightest trace of blood.

A man who was seriously injured and on the verge of death not only escaped from the siege of several of them, but also in such a silent way, who would dare to believe it!

The few people immediately dispersed and searched for each other. After a while, they reunited. Rong Qiu looked at the few people. Zhenjun Shuyin was the first to say: "I didn't find anything in the east, but I found that the Qianjiu children were also fleeing to the east. He was the only one."

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A bearded man next to him asked: "Do you want us to..."

Rong Qiu shook his head, "The people from Taiyi Sect will solve the problem in that direction. What about your side?"

Man: "No."

"Not to the west either."

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After a while, several true kings had to admit that the man had really escaped from them.

Rong Qiu solemnly said: "Can Ye Pavilion is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."

Thousands of miles away, the dew is deeper and the forest is cold and solemn.

Ruoyi was walking swiftly in the forest with a pale, almost colorless dew on his back. He felt that the breath on his back was getting weaker and weaker. He turned around and asked worriedly: "Sir, are you okay?"

Master Bai Lu always performs tasks alone. This time, the situation was special, so he just asked them to assist outside and went to Tianxin Pavilion alone.

Thinking that he was not good at concealing his cultivation, if he were exposed, there would be no one outside to support him, and Ruoyi would not persist.

Things went smoothly in the first place, but in just ten days, Bai Lu had already replaced Zhenjun Jinlan's beloved disciple, and he didn't want to fail in the last step.

If one was just responding from the outside, he didn't know exactly what happened inside. The key now was to escape the pursuit of the four major factions.

Bai Lu lay on his shoulder, raised her head with difficulty and looked ahead, "Go to the water stream...nearby..."

After saying this, he fell into a coma.

On the other side, Wei Lin opened his consciousness and shuttled through the clouds like lightning, adjusting his direction from time to time.

This time, the plan laid out by the four major sects was bigger than he imagined. They guessed Tianxin Pavilion and Hengyue City, but they did not expect that the alchemy examination disciples who were waiting for their master to pick up and return were also in the plans of the four major sects.

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Those disciples taking the alchemy test gave the four factions a reason to send high-level monks here, and their departure also made the killers in the stronghold further relax their vigilance.

But now, the spirit ships turning around in three directions are perfect candidates to contain the fleeing killer.

Later, the four factions of Hengyue City jointly pursued, and the spirit boats that were one step ahead on the front, left, and right sides turned around and surrounded them. If they were allowed to form an encirclement, they would have no chance of escaping.

He must choose a direction to break out of the encirclement as soon as possible, and among the three sides, the best is naturally the east side where Taiyi Sect is located.

It has the meaning of coolness, it is like a shining lighthouse. It is clear in which direction the Taiyi Sect Spirit Boat is and how far it is from you.

On the Taiyi Sect's spiritual ship, Yunli was stunned for a moment after discovering that the spiritual ship had turned around, and soon felt Wei Lin approaching.

She flashed and came to the deck. Before she could say anything, some disciples were very puzzled when they discovered the U-turn and asked, "Uncle Master, why did we U-turn?"

Zhenjun Fushu stood on the side of the ship with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "Hengyue City found traces of the demon of Canye Pavilion, go back and help."

Yunli Crow's eyelashes trembled, and he quickly glanced at the people on the spirit boat. Basically, they were all alchemists. In addition, a few foundation-building stages were not something to be afraid of.

Among the high-level monks, Danyang Zhenren is not to be mentioned. He is a madman in alchemy and rarely experiences fighting. Most of his fighting power comes from Xiao Hei Ji, and Xiao Hei should stay behind to protect everyone on the spirit ship.

Zhenjun Fushu and Zhenren Weiyu who came from behind were the main force in the encirclement. And among them, Zhenjun Fushu was the more dangerous one.

If you meet the Jindanqi real person and give it a try, the senior brother will still have a chance to escape.

She immediately moved closer to Zhenjun Fushu and decided to follow him from now on, firstly to provide Wei Lin with a dangerous target location; secondly, if that didn't work, they could only join forces to kill him!

Sensing something strange, everyone walked out of the cabin one after another and gathered around Zhenjun Fushu. It didn't seem that she was that strange.

After a while, I heard Wei Yu say: "It's Qianjiu, Master Fuyu knows everything like a god."

An Ran and Mu Yan looked at Yunli, only to see her calm face, standing there quietly with no expression on her face. She didn't even raise her eyelids when she heard the words.

With True Lord Fushu present, it was difficult for them to communicate, so the only thing they could do was to stand next to her, blocking other people's sight, so as not to hear the radical words of her fellow disciples, or to let others know what was wrong with her.

Regarding Wei Yu's words, Fu Shu did not comment and said calmly: "I have fought with Qian Jiu no less than ten times. Whenever he is exposed, he will run away. His habit has long been figured out."

"He changed direction." As he spoke, he saw Qianjiu getting closer, but suddenly changed direction. Wei Yu was slightly surprised, "Is this a coincidence?"

This distance was already within the range of his spiritual consciousness, but he did not notice the fluctuation of the other party's spiritual consciousness. The range of spiritual consciousness in a foundation-building period would not be so wide.

Hearing this, Lin Miaotong muttered: "Stupid, at this time, the best thing to do is find a place to hide. How can you escape?"

The other disciples also nodded in agreement. This is the junction of the Western Mountain System and Central Continent. It is a vast wilderness with almost no obstructions.

Zhenjun Fushu said calmly: "He is not stupid, there are monks from our four sects chasing him from behind, and the spirit boats from Four Seasons Valley and Phantom Palace are also approaching."

Lin Miaotong suddenly realized it, and immediately said: "It's really a compliment to him."

Everyone agrees. Isn’t it an compliment? A foundation-building monk works for several Jindan Yuanying monks from the four sects.

However, these words hinted at the fuss made by several true monarchs. Lin Miaotong dared to say it, but they did not dare to talk to them. They were masters and disciples.

Fu Shu: "If you were half as capable as him, I would be happy to promote you in any way."

"Master~" Lin Miaotong stamped her feet, her protracted tone full of coquettishness.

An Ran looked at it, then looked away as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!