"The place where I captured them is far away from Haotian. The Spirit Tribe people probably won't be able to find this place for a while."

"If you think so, you are totally wrong."

Liu Ling looked at Su Fan seriously and said: "The number of people in the Spirit Clan is very small. Because of this, every clan member has a special smell in their spiritual power from birth. Ordinary people can't smell it, but they themselves can clearly sense it."

The position of the tribe.”

"Are all Spirit people born in the year of Dog?"

"Anyway, be prepared. They should come asking for you soon."

After Su Fan heard this, he looked seriously at the surging spiritual power in the sky.

During his long years, although he had dealt with the Eldar tribe many times, he only touched on it every time and did not have an in-depth understanding. Therefore, he did not know the specific current situation of the Eldar tribe.

"But since you have offended me, Su Fan, there is no reason to let it go easily."

Su Fan thought to himself: "If they have a good attitude, you can consider returning the two spirit souls to them, but you have to pay a corresponding price."

He didn't let the Bridge of Rebirth swallow up the souls of the Spirit Clan, naturally because he wanted to negotiate terms with the Spirit Clan.

If those two people become Buddhas and pass away, I'm afraid they will have no choice but to fight to the death.

"But if you want someone by force, that's a different matter. I don't mind adding a few more spiritual veins to the Haotian Sect."

A sharp look flashed across Su Fan's eyes.

…

Thousands of miles away from Haotian Sect, in an extremely quiet forest, surrounded by thick fog, wisps of colorful clouds fall from time to time, like a waterfall of stars in the sky, shining with dazzling brilliance.

Not long ago, this place was a desolate and poisonous dry forest swamp.

A young deer is drinking water by the stream.

It seemed to smell something, suddenly raised its head, looked around alertly, and then ran away quickly.

"Whoosh——" sound.

The thick fog cleared, and three Eldar appeared out of thin air beside the stream, their bodies glowing with milky white fluorescence.

"Elder, the auras of Zhuo'er and Ling'er disappeared here." A white-haired spirit clan wearing a glass mask said in a deep voice.

"Well, they should still be alive, but they were hidden."

"Who is so bold and dares to rob someone from my spiritual clan?"

"What's the use of talking about it now? Hurry up and track their location."

Yun Zhongci, the elder of the Spirit Clan, said sternly: "No matter who it is, since he dares to mess with my Spirit Clan, I will definitely make him feel regret."

"yes!"

After saying that, the white-haired spirit clan suddenly squatted down, pressed his right hand on the ground, and a huge five-element array rotated and unfolded, and murmured words: "The sky is clear and the earth spirit, the nine rays go straight, the hope is endless, the purple myrtle rises, the spirit ancestor protects, the world

Wan Guo, please let me know."

"Lingzhimengmen - open!"

A gate slowly emerged from the magic circle. The mountain forest trembled, the gravel collapsed, and countless birds were frightened away.

Yun Zhongci took a closer look inside——

Inside the gate, fairy mist is lingering, and there are three big words written on the plaque on the mountain gate——

Haotian Sect!

Yun Zhongci recognized at a glance that the fairy mist was the spirit within the spirit clan, and that its source came from an extremely ordinary magic circle on an inconspicuous mountain peak.

"You damn thief, how dare you use my two most beloved disciples as spiritual veins!"

Yun Zhongci's eyes were terrifyingly gloomy: "Come, follow me to Haotian Sect. I want to kill this sect that doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

After saying that, with a "swish" sound, the three people disappeared instantly, and the surrounding thick fog gathered again, seeming to cover up something.

Everything is as if it never happened.
Chapter completed!