An underground tomb in a valley among the hills above the city.

Seven monks from the Zhenwu Sect flew into the air holding various spirit weapons, and at the same time released their spiritual sense to investigate the surroundings.

These seven people all have the cultivation level after building the foundation, and the strongest of them is at least the peak stage of foundation building, and he is also the leader of the seven people.

This monk at the peak of foundation building looked full of purple beards, and his long hair fell to his waist in a mess. He was wearing soft armor like a war robe of a general, and he looked a bit majestic.

This man has a national face and looks like he is thirty or forty years old. If he hadn't been wrapped in purple spirit, outsiders would have thought he was a general in the world after seeing it.

He was carrying a square sky painting halberd on his shoulder, a red rod and a purple blade. The surface was carved with various runes as if it was carved with patterns. At this time, the square sky painting halberd was naturally shrouded in purple spirit.

A purple dragon-like phantom appeared on this Tianhuaji, wrapping around this person, helping him to fly out of nowhere.

In his right hand, he held a jade fat token. The jade plaque had the word "green rainbow" written on it, but the spiritual light inside the jade plaque was dim. Although there was a faint fluorescent light, it showed that a life was completely completed, and this fluorescent light was the last remaining life sensing.

Just a few breaths later, the inspiration in the jade fat token completely dimmed.

"My junior brothers, have you ever discovered anything?"

The bearded monk said in a deep voice. His spiritual sense had naturally been detected and he could not find any abnormalities. He just felt that the deep abdomen of this hill was a little suspicious.

"Senior Brother Zi Ji, this place is so damn weird. Not only is it thin, but there is a cloud of cold energy gathering in the abdomen of the mountain. I haven't noticed the strange phenomenon here before. That, Qinghong's life card, but what information is there to guide you!"

Another monk from Zhenwu Sect said in a rough voice, and what he was holding was a pair of Xuanhua axes.

The axe face was as big as a tabletop, and was lifted to both sides of his body, as if he was pushing a small car, covering half of his body.

The axe also had a flash of spiritual light. The two big axes were transmitted to him through the axe handle, as if using his body as a hub to penetrate together. Then a circle of golden axes was emitted to cover him, and a ball of golden light condensed under his feet, supporting him to hang over in the air.

The face of this monk is also as rough as a pig-killing butcher, and he doesn't look like a normal qi cultivation cultivator. Perhaps this is also the characteristic of a monk in Zhenwu Sect.

The five monks except these two monks are also stout men holding various lengths and short weapons. Speaking of which, they are just as literary as the Qinghong Taoist before, they are considered minority.

No wonder Zhu Lingwu saw a magic weapon sold by Zhenwu Gate in Zhenwu Gate in the Xu City of Zhenwu Gate. It weighed more than a thousand kilograms of Xuanhuo Hammer.

Looking at the spiritual weapons held by these Zhenwu Sect monks, the mysterious fire hammer did not seem special. Most of the weapons such as swords, spears, spears, axes, hooks, forks, etc. in their hands were not light.

In the eyes of these Zhenwu Sect monks, sometimes the sharpness of the spirit soldiers may not be able to deal with their opponents. Instead, it is better to increase the gravity of the spirit soldiers and can surpass people.

Anyway, those who play spiritual weapons like them rarely use their divine thoughts to drive spiritual weapons to attack long-rangely, so they simply increase the close-range attack power of the weapon.

Of course, through the joint training of spiritual weapons from Zhenwu Sect, even if the spiritual weapons were originally as heavy as a thousand pounds, they could still use the spiritual skills to wield freely in their hands, just like waving a wooden stick.

Just like this monk holding two big axes in his hand, he looked very relaxed. He stepped on the golden aura, like stepping on a golden flying board, and he could freely float in the air.

"Junior Brother Che Axe, it seems that we are late. Junior Brother Qinghong doesn't know who he met here, but he was destroyed in such a short time! Well, it seems that things happened in this valley, but unfortunately this life sign can only guide us here!"

The Taoist of the Purple Ji who was carrying a purple painting halberd on his shoulder then stuffed the jade fat token into his arms, reached out to touch the purple beard on his face, and said with a somewhat ugly expression.

"Senior Brother Zi Ji, this place is indeed a bit weird. Why don't we wait to go back and report to the sect and send people to the sect to search here carefully, and maybe we can find the trace of the murderer! How dare you kill the outer deacon of the Zhenwu Sect in our territory? Humph, it's too unfair to take our Zhenwu Sect seriously!"

Another person held a lever in his hand and looked at the monk who was about forty years old last year and seemed to say something in anger.

But in his heart, he did not value Taoist Qinghong too much. Taoist Qinghong was a monk in the outer sect of Zhenwu Sect, which means that there was no possibility of progress in his cultivation in this life, which means that he could enjoy some fun in life in the secular world in the last few years.

And here, the seven cultivators who built the foundation here, as the inner sect of the Zhenwu Sect, have a core combat power and status in the Zhenwu Sect, which is naturally different from those who were exiled like the outer sect. They still have a chance to win the path of immortality.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zi Ji, we are from the Tiger War Hall. Since we can't block the murderer, the people from the Linghu Hall should be investigated for the next thing! However, in such a short time, Qinghong can be solved, and no trace has been left. I really don't know who did it? Maybe he is a master in the Demon Sect! I seem to have smelled some ghost energy!"

At this time, another Zhenwu Sect monk carrying a nine-ring golden sword on his shoulders was covered with a layer of gold and yellow spiritual power, which was like stepping on the ground, twitching his nose down and sniffing a few times.

From the outside, this monk is the weakest of these seven monks. He is about thirty years old, and his hair is tied up and he only picks a small end on the top.

There is no stubble on his face, but his eyes are relatively small, his lips are a bit thick, and his nose is a bit of a nose bridge. He looks really ugly as a dog's face.

"Segou, I think you will go to Linghu Hall sooner or later. Look at you like this, you will lose face of our Tiger War Hall wherever you go. Look at us and take care of yourself. Oh! I don't know what Master Tiger Spear has liked you. I must partner with you. Humph, just in your way, I can chop more than a hundred feet with just one axe!"

The Taoist lord holding a pair of Xuanhua axes seemed to be disgusted with the monk holding the sword and said provocatively.

"Okay, car axe, stop targeting Junior Brother Segou anymore. Humph, Master Tiger Spear is so reckless that he will partner with you, just let him look at you, so that you can save you from being reckless and misleading! This place is indeed a bit weird, and I also feel the remaining ghost energy. Maybe it is a person from the Demon Sect who has been here, or maybe something hidden under the mountain belly that attracts the ghost cultivator in the Demon Sect. Just Junior Brother Qinghong, why did he come here?"

The purple halberd Taoist holding a purple painting halberd looked around the car axe Taoist and Segou Taoist, and he couldn't help but sigh. He knew that these two people had a lot of tempers.

In fact, among these two people, the Segou Taoist can control the temper of the Che Axe Taoist. I don’t know if it is a mutual restraint or something, otherwise he would not have partnered with the Che Axe Taoist.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Zi Ji said, "Car Axe, if you dare to hit me, Master Tiger Spear will punish you to go to Zhenwu Cave for another two months! I'm not afraid. Anyway, you can only hit me away at most, and you can't hurt a single hair!"

The ugly monk carrying the nine-ring golden sword smashed his eyes and glanced at the Che Axe Taoist with a strange smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the Che Axe Taoist's words.

"Since that's the case, let's go back!"

The Taoist Zi Ji was too lazy to say too much, but said this lightly. The purple light shone on his body and turned into a purple dragon and flew away quickly.
Chapter completed!