Jiang Shenwu suddenly became aware of Leng Zhou's intention.
He wants to use this mental power to transport them into the power of judgment when he escapes, so that he can not be disturbed.
Jiang Shenwu was not locked by his mental power, and Leng Zhou could not hear Jiang Shenwu's voice.
Shen Guang understood what Jiang Shenwu meant and shouted to the other party: "Hey, we have no enmity with you, why are you trying to trick us?"
"I just happened to capture your mental power. You are also from the other world. I think you have made some mistakes, so you should be able to hold those seven old guys back for a while."
Leng Zhou's words were not polite at all.
"There is another kid here. Sorry, it's just that your brother is too weak."
The Forbidden Shaft said nothing. He sensed that Leng Zhou was about to use a spell. He was so anxious that he couldn't think of a way to deal with it.
At the critical moment, Jiang Shenwu used the Qinghong Sword to cut off the spiritual power without hesitation.
With his mental power cut off, he quickly left with the two of them.
Leng Zhou had completed half of his spell, and when he was about to escape, he was shocked to find that the ray of mental power he had released had been cut off by some force.
Who is it?
Could it be that there is a strong man with ninth-level spiritual power in this cemetery?
"What's that smell?"
The Seven Masters of Fuchen noticed a strange aura and looked towards the direction where Jiang Shenwu and the others left.
Jiang Shenwu had quickly retracted the Qinghong Sword.
Even so, the power of Qinghong Sword is still leaked.
Once the Seven Masters of Fuchen sense the power of Qinghong, they will be able to lock in the direction in which Jiang Shenwu and the others are leaving.
Luan Yu, who was the first to enter the cemetery, was restless and uneasy. As soon as he heard that the Seven Masters of Fu Chen were judging someone, he looked for the movement and leaked out.
I happened to bump into Jiang Shenwu and the others.
"Aren't you the ones they are judging?" Luan Yu's face trembled when he saw the three of them.
"No, it's Leng Zhou from the Curse Spirit Tribe. That Leng Zhou is grabbing the passing cultivators to escape." Shen Guang said quickly.
"No wonder there are traces of Qinghong Sword's sword energy here."
Luan Yu already understood everything.
He quickly rummaged around in his pocket and took out an exquisite and flawless jade bottle.
Then the jade bottle was opened under the watchful eyes of Jiang Shenwu and the others.
A pungent breath that made people faint suddenly dispersed.
…
The aura spread quickly, eroding the sword energy of the Qinghong Sword that remained in the space, as well as some scattered mental and spiritual power.
"vomit!"
Shen Guang's expression was ugly and he couldn't control it: "You poisoned me!"
"What the hell is this? I can't even bear a magic weapon from me." The Forbidden Shaft held back its breath.
"You two are really useless. Look at Brother Jiang Feng, how calm he is." Luan Yu silently capped the bottle and put the bottle away carefully.
Jiang Shenwu's face turned blue and his lips turned white: "..."
He didn't want to say anything.
"This is a precious potion I collected during my training. There are now hundreds of kinds. Although the smell is a bit unpleasant, it works very well. It can quickly dissolve the traces of breath remaining in the air, and it can also interfere with the perception of some spells."
I don't know if Luan Yu has gotten used to this smell, or if he has used some special method to get rid of the unpleasant smell, and he looks calm and has a sassy demeanor.
Jiang Shenwu was still thinking clearly.
Luan Yu was right, the sword energy of the Qinghong Sword around him had been neutralized.
Although the smell here is a bit unpleasant, their scent is also contained, making it difficult for others to notice their traces.
The four of them simply squatted on one side and secretly observed the situation at the entrance of the tomb.
Leng Zhou's mental power was cut off by an unknown force, and he could only find a new way to escape.
When the Seven Masters of Fuchen were chasing the unusual smell just now, they suddenly caught a stream of pungent and unpleasant smell.
The seven people immediately withdrew their mental power, and their faces were all pale.
"Haha, do you smell the rainbow?" Leng Zhou smiled gloatingly: "How does it taste? Are you interested in some more?"
In fact, many practitioners who go out to practice will collect some precious potions.
Simply refine some potions and put the potions into a bottle. Over time, the potions will merge and you will have unexpected gains.
In most cases, the taste of a mixture of hundreds of potions will deteriorate.
Although it smells bad, it is very useful.
Therefore, some people will name this potion "Rainbow Flavor".
Leng Zhou did find someone who could quietly cut off his mental power just now, but he was restricted by the trial prison and would not be able to get to the bottom of it for a while.
Unexpectedly, the Seven Masters of Whisk hit the rainbow potion first.
Look at those ugly faces. Where is the proud posture from just now?
"why are you laughing?"
The seven people quickly adjusted their demeanor and said coldly: "Just now you tried to use other innocent practitioners to escape. Your mental power was cut off by an unknown force, which also means that you cannot escape. I don't understand why you are laughing here?"
"My mental power has been cut off, which means there is a stronger person here, and you still can't detect who that power comes from. Don't you feel afraid?" Leng Zhou suddenly laughed.
The laughter clearly reached the ears of Jiang Shenwu and the four people squatting within the coverage area of the rainbow scent.
The four people covered their ears with painful expressions.
If I wasn't suffocated to death by the rainbow smell, I would be deafened by that person's roar.
"Is that a person from the Cursed Spirit Clan? Why do he look like a madman?" Luan Yu was disgusted and curious at the same time.
"Isn't he afraid that those seven people will arrest him?" Luan Yu grinned.
Once you are targeted by those seven people, you must accept trial, otherwise you will be pursued all the time.
He was originally the one who was going to be tried this time, but he didn't expect Leng Zhou to show up halfway.
Those seven people were extremely demanding on the people of the Cursed Spirit Tribe, and it must be difficult for Leng Zhou to escape.
"Rational evaluation, Leng Zhou is very strong." Banned Axis said.
"Indeed, he almost took us two over just now." Shen Guang was frightened for a while.
"Let's leave quickly while someone holds them back." Jiang Shenwu stood up and walked out of the coverage area of Rainbow Flavor.
Turning around, he patted his clothes and used magic to wipe away the rainbow smell stained on his clothes.
I smelled it again and found that there was still a residual smell.
…
"Want to change clothes?" Shen Guang fumbled for two sets of clothes.
"Don't change it. Although the rainbow smell smells bad, it has a good ability. It can dissolve the residual smell around us, making it difficult for others to accurately sense our true identity. It can achieve an unexpected effect."
Luan Yu took Shen Guang's clothes and put them away.
Jiang Shenwu was disgusted and helpless.
According to Luan Yu, the Rainbow Potion works very much like the Art of Oblivion, and it can indeed play a certain protective role for them.
"By the way, I'll take you somewhere."
Luan Yu grabbed Jiang Shenwu's arm, and the two of them quickly disappeared into a passage.
"Running so fast?"
Shenguang looked around the surrounding environment, but the purple mist did not dissipate.
"Don't be in a daze."
Using the forbidden axis condensation technique, he grabbed Shenguang's wrist and quickly chased after him.
With the existence of the rainbow potion, even if the four people used body techniques, the remaining aura was quickly resolved.
Leng Zhou and the Seven Masters of Fuchen had no idea what was happening here.
Of course, both sides only thought that there was a strong man with ninth-level spiritual power here. The Seven Masters of Fuchen maintained awe, while Leng Zhou was filled with madness.
He wanted to find that strong man and ask him to give some reasoning to the Seven Masters.