"Do you still need to ask? Our Nine Swords Sect has always been helping each other with the Lost Sect. In the past, the Japanese sect was besieged by monsters and almost couldn't hold on. If several Taoist friends from the Lost Sect hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid you and I would no longer be alive.
Now that the other party is in trouble, how can we ignore it!" The forty-year-old monk in white robe said with dignity and dignity.
The white-robed monk wearing a hat sighed and said: "Junior brother, you are so confused. Yes, the lost sect is kind to our sect, but you don't want to think about it. That time they came to help, it was just a little effort, and there was no cents.
It’s dangerous, but when we mobilize most of our elite disciples this time, we have to seriously consider it, otherwise our sect will be dragged into the water and end up falling apart!”
"Senior brother, it's not that exaggerated!" The big-eared monk in folded robes was startled and said.
"Humph, Brother Wei is not an alarmist by any means, he is just considering the future of our sect. Didn't you listen to what Senior Nephew Yun said? Even the Desert Wolf King has taken action. The other party will definitely fight to the death this time. Brother Wei, can you hear a
According to the news, this time the monsters in the Lost Desert came out in full force to find the elf doll. No one knows how important the elf doll is to the monster clan, but they don’t know why the Lost Sect got involved in this vortex. However, ten
Eight or nine times there is no way to improve." The white-robed monk wearing a hat said.
"Then what should we do, just go back home?" The monk on the other hand was also a little shocked.
"It is definitely not possible to go back now. Although the monsters are coming fiercely, the strength of the Lost Sect is also very important. If they survive this disaster, but we ignore their request for assistance, how do you think they will treat our sect?
?" said the white-robed monk wearing a hat.
"This..." The monk scratched his head and fell into a dilemma: "Senior Brother, please bear with me..."
"Stay still for the time being, but you can't go back. Just wait here for news. If the situation is really unfavorable and the Lost Sect is in danger of being wiped out, then naturally our sect can't just jump into the fire pit stupidly. And if they are still powerful
If our backhand can survive this catastrophe, of course we will go and help." The monk wearing the hat said with a smile.
"Haha, senior brother is really smart, so let's decide like this." The big-eared monk smiled.
"Master Nephew Yun, please select a few more people and inquire more about the information. It must be accurate and timely." The white-robed monk wearing a hat said to the blue-robed monk.
"Yes!" The old man in blue shirt saluted, selected several familiar brothers, each showed their magical powers, and transformed into several startling rainbows of different colors, which quickly disappeared into the distant sky.
The reinforcements of the Nine Swords Sect stood still, and the same situation was repeated in several other sects. Immortal cultivators were ruthless and unreasonable. When encountering problems, they would first consider their own interests and gains. Seeing such a situation, in fact, it was simply not a good idea.
Nothing but normal things.
The only small family with the surname Yima is a branch of the Lost Sect. Its ancestor is the registered disciple of the fifth generation leader of the sect. After receiving the news that the sect was besieged, they gathered all the elite disciples of the family to go to the rescue.
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But as a great monster in the late True King period, King Molang was naturally very cunning. Since he wanted to destroy the Lost Sect, he naturally thought that the other sect might ask other sects to send reinforcements.
So some ambushes were sent in several dangerous places.
The Ma family is just a small family with a small population. Even though they are all experts, they only have a few hundred people. Even the head of the family is only in the middle stage of being a real person.
As you can imagine, the result was that the rescue effort failed, and instead the whole family was destroyed, which was extremely deplorable...
The situation of the Lost Sect is becoming more and more unfavorable. Of course, these have nothing to do with Yuwen Zhouyuan. He has not encountered any obstacles along the way and has sneaked into the depths of the sect's main altar.
Yuwen Zhouyuan breathed a sigh of relief. Even he felt a little depressed by the fighting in the distance, and there was a smell of blood in the air.
Suddenly Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression changed, and a powerful aura flew over here.
That spiritual pressure is somewhat familiar. She is the eldest princess of the Desert Wolf Clan, the master of the Demon Clan's True Lord who fought against Qingluan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was a little ugly. When he just passed through the battlefield, he was too confused and he was careless and didn't notice that she was following him.
But what is this woman's intention? Logically speaking, she cannot know that the elf doll is in her hands.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan was not interested in fighting head-on with this woman. Not to mention whether it was meaningful or not, it was extremely difficult for him to defeat her due to her strength. Yu Wen Zhouyuan was deeply impressed by that weird white jade gourd, and he felt a little apprehensive deep in his heart.
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Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his left hand, and a snow-white pill appeared in his palm. Yuwen Zhouyuan swallowed the Hidden Spirit Pill, pinched it and used the Qi Condensation Technique in the "Creation Chaos Art".
Suddenly his breath became vague, almost like a nearby insect.
Then Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't even dare to use Light Escape, he held his breath and jumped to the side.
Yuwen Zhouyuan had not used the Light Body Technique for a long time, but he found that the other party still locked him tightly. No matter how he moved, the other party could always find his traces.
How is it possible? Yuwen Zhouyuan was greatly surprised. You must know that the Qi Condensation Technique in the "Creation Chaos Art" is extremely mysterious. After he successfully promoted himself to the True Lord, once he used it, he would naturally become more skillful. It stands to reason that the opponent would be the True Lord.
In the later stage, it should also have been concealed.
Does this woman have special means? But no matter what means this woman has, she always has to find special clues from herself in order to cast the spell. Is there something wrong with the elf doll?
Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head. If that were the case, they should have found the elf doll long ago instead of waiting until now.
What's more, Yuwen Zhouyuan also checked carefully and found that there was no mark of divine consciousness on Xiao Xuanji's body.
So, the problem still lies with you, what is it?
Yuwen Zhouyuan scratched his head and head anxiously, and the thoughts in his mind started to spin.
You have to be quick. If you delay any longer, the other party will find you, and then it might just be a bloody fight.
Let’s not talk about victory or defeat for the time being. That would only alert the enemy. How could he use the lost sect’s teleportation formation?
Yuwen Zhouyuan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. Monsters are different from humans. Strictly speaking, they are cultivating beasts. The noses of beasts are very smart. It is very likely that these days, they have been fighting with elf dolls.
Playing and playing around must have left a lot of smell on her body. She may not be able to smell it, but the princess of the desert wolf clan must be different.
What should we do now? The best way is to use the earth escape method. As long as you sneak into the ground, the smell will naturally be covered by the soil. But when you cast the spell, the aura will also expose your body. Therefore, Yuwen Zhouyuan hesitated for a moment, and then
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Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes turned and fell on the small building of Yilian, and his expression became calm again.
Yuwen Zhouyuan ducked inside, "Huh?" A white startling rainbow flashed, the brilliance converged, revealing the face of a beautiful woman.
Her skin is as white as jade, and she has a charming aura all over her body. Needless to say, she is the eldest princess of the Desert Wolf Clan, Huilan.
"How is it possible that the other party's breath has disappeared?" Huilan's face was full of surprise and her expression was extremely solemn. She knew that the other party would find her sooner or later, but so what, the other party had no idea how she tracked her.
After all, according to the monk's thinking logic, locking people down relies on spiritual power.
Unexpectedly, this person was so cunning that he not only immediately discovered the secret of his tracking, but also managed to remove the elf doll's scent from him in such a short period of time.
How did that person do it? You must know that the elf dolls have a faint fragrance, and even if they jump into the water, it cannot be erased in a short while. How did he do it?
Princess Huilan was frightened and angry, but also very curious.
In fact, Yuwen Zhouyuan's method was not as clever as she imagined. To be precise, it was a little bit lucky. The building he entered in a flash was a small medicine garden, with some herbs planted in it. The flowers were fragrant and natural.
Easily masking the scent of the elf doll on Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan picked a few bowl-sized flowers, crushed them into pieces and applied them to his body.
To be honest, it is a bit of a treasure, because this kind of red-blooded plum can be used to refine elixirs that increase the magic power of monks in the True Master Stage, but at this moment, how can Yuwen Zhouyuan care about it?
When things are urgent, follow the authority, and waste is wasted!
"Where did that guy go?" Huilan's face was full of surprise. She sniffed her nose hard, but found nothing. Her beautiful face couldn't help but show an expression of annoyance. Finally, she had a clue to the elf doll.
, could it be that the flowers in the mirror, the water, the moon, and the sky are happy?
Huilan was unwilling to give in and was about to use other secret techniques when suddenly several purple rainbows flew from the distance.
After the brilliance subsided, a row of immortal cultivators wearing mysterious robes were seen. They were different in height, short, fat, and thin, but their temperaments were quite similar, and they were all in the late stage of true masters.
These people are the remaining disciples of the Lost Sect... Although the demons are pressing down on the area and most of the monks are defending the enemy from the front, there are also some elite disciples left behind in several important places of the sect.
What I was afraid of was that spies would sneak in, and now it seems that it has indeed worked.
Speaking of which, it was also the eldest princess of the Desert Wolf clan who was unlucky. Although she had originally locked onto Yuwen Zhouyuan, she was able to restrain her aura as she chased her behind.
But after Yuwen Zhouyuan hid in the medicine garden, the Desert Wolf Princess was frightened and anxious, so she accidentally leaked her aura.
It is true that blessings never come in pairs, and misfortunes never come singly. Huilan's expression suddenly darkened, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked coldly at the disciples of the Lost Sect.
"You...are you a demon clan?" After the seven monks scanned their spiritual consciousness, their expressions also changed drastically.
With a look of fear in his eyes, he originally thought he could make a meritorious deed, but unexpectedly he ran into trouble. The old man in charge was full of bitterness, but it was impossible to retreat.
Blindly escaping will only be defeated by the opponent one by one, not to mention that even if you escape with your life, you will still have to face punishment from the sect afterwards.
The leader, the old man, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't panic, everyone, form a formation to trap each other!" The other monks in black robes whistled, turned their hands and each took out a command flag.
The flag is only as big as a palm, but its style is ancient. It is obviously not an ordinary thing.
Low spells came from the mouths of the monks, the flags fluttered, and countless purple mist swarmed out from inside...