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295: The crisis is everywhere

A group of fourteen monks flew rapidly towards the direction of the Yin Yuan Sect.

Xuanmu sat cross-legged in the cave, feeling a frightened feeling for no reason. His heart tightened, and he stood up suddenly. His eyes were fixed on the east, and his consciousness noticed that there were waves of strong spiritual power fluctuations from the east.

.This spiritual power fluctuation was extremely huge, and he immediately concluded that the person coming was a top-level Nascent Soul monk.

If there was only one person, he wouldn't have that frightening feeling. Only a few breaths had passed, and he felt like he couldn't breathe. If he hesitated for a moment longer, his mind would be shaken under the pressure.

.

Without thinking, he blasted open the door of the cave with one palm. He flashed his body and rushed towards the west. As the Yin Yuan Sect continued to the west, there was a vast snowfield. The snowfield was not only high, but also the spiritual energy of various systems was extremely thin.

Unless they are ice type monks, other types of monks cannot practice in the Frozen Kingdom.

His body flashed and he quickly affixed himself with the Wind Talisman that increased his flying speed. His flying speed instantly became much faster.

In terms of flight speed, he, an upper-level Nascent Soul cultivator, could never compare with the other top-level Nascent Soul cultivators. Fortunately, the dozen or so top-level Nascent Soul cultivators who were chasing after him did not have wind monks.

Otherwise, a wind monk will appear in front and intercept Xuanmu. Xuanmu will have no chance of escaping.

After passing through the forest, Xuanmu's body still didn't pause at all. Instead, he flew forward faster.

But when the fourteen monks arrived at the Yinyuan Sect, Xuanmu had already fled hundreds of miles away. The old man Xiahou cast his consciousness over the entire Yinyuan Sect and found no trace of Xuanmu. He faced the Yinyuan Sect.

The Yuan Zong clan shouted: "Who is in charge of the Yin Yuan Zong?"

Fang Yu flew out of the cave at this time, and several other high-level Nascent Soul cultivators also stepped out of the cave at this time. When they saw Xiahou, they all bowed respectfully and saluted: "Junior, I have seen City Lord Xiahou. I don't know.

Senior, why are you here?"

"Humph, where is your leader?" Xiahou barely even glanced at Fang Yu and others, but stared coldly at the Yin Yuan Sect.

"Master?" Fang Yu was a little surprised. Seeing the unkind appearance of these people, he quickly smiled and said: "Our master has something to do when he goes out and is not in the sect. I don't know what happened to you, senior? It doesn't hurt to tell me, Fang Yu.

.As long as the juniors can do it, they will do it successfully at all costs."

"Then where did your leader go?" At this time, the old man from the Lingjian Sect asked in an extremely impatient tone.

"This... I don't know, this junior. The leader was in a hurry when he went out and didn't explain anything." Fang Yu answered honestly.

"Did your boss not explain it, or did you deliberately conceal it?" Xia Hou asked with a sneer, his eyes filled with pressure as he directed towards Fang Yu's body.

"Junior didn't hide it deliberately. If senior doesn't believe it, just search the Yinyuan Sect." Fang Yu was still neither humble nor overbearing, his expression was extremely calm and his tone was quite calm.

"Okay, junior. I'm sorry you don't dare to deceive me." Xiahou snorted coldly, and suddenly stepped towards the west. At the same time, he said: "That kid's aura is still lingering in the west. Chase him to the west, regardless of him.

Whether he escapes to the frozen country or is caught up by us, there is only one word for his outcome - death."

The thirteen monks behind him also quickly followed up, turning into thirteen phantoms and disappearing into the sky.

Suddenly, the bodies of the fourteen people stopped in mid-air. The old man Xiahou had a calm face, his eyes seemed to penetrate the sky, looking towards the distant northeast, and said: "A fellow Taoist is coming."

"This person should be at the top level of Nascent Soul cultivation. It seems that his aura is not very stable, but his speed is extremely fast." The old man from the Spirit Sword Sect said calmly at this time.

"Top-level Nascent Soul cultivation level? You can't be that boy's helper, right?" One of them, a short, fat middle-aged man who was about forty years old, said doubtfully.

"Anyway, since she's coming after her, we can wait a moment." Xia Hou said with a smile and a calm look.

Gradually, the figure gradually appeared. A young and beautiful cultivator in aqua blue palace clothes appeared in front of these fourteen old monsters. These old monsters blushed, looking quite ashamed of themselves.

The visitor was none other than Long Ye. She had successfully advanced a few days ago. The first thing she did after the advancement was to look for traces of Xuan Mu. However, she searched the entire dreamland and could not find Xuan Mu.

There are traces of black wood, and I am preparing to go to the frozen country to see if I can find black wood.

After noticing the auras of these fourteen top-level Nascent Soul cultivators, Long Ye frowned, obviously a little wary. She ignored the fourteen old ghosts and headed towards the frozen kingdom.

go.

This scene made the fourteen old ghosts look at each other in confusion, and the old man Xiahou hurriedly caught up. The thirteen monks behind him also followed up quickly.

Seeing this, Long Ye's eyebrows suddenly stood up. A spiritual thought came out and said: "Fellow Taoists, I am a monk from the Dragon Alliance. Where are you monks?"

"Dragon Alliance?" After hearing these three words, the expressions of the fourteen old monsters all turned gloomy and uncertain. The leader, the old man Xiahou, said sternly: "You, a monk from the Dragon Alliance of the Vast Sea Kingdom, came to my dreamland to serve as an alliance.

very?"

"Fellow Taoists, I just came to the dreamland to find an old friend. I hope you don't worry too much." Long Ye smiled slightly and said politely.

"Okay, tell me who your old friend is? Maybe I will recognize him, and it will save you a lot of time looking for it!" Xia Hou said with a smile. Before he figured out the other party's true purpose, he still looked like

Seems like peace is the most precious thing.

"My old friend's name is Xuanmu. I wonder if any of you fellow Taoists have ever known each other?" Long Ye didn't want to cause trouble. After hearing Xia Hou's question, she immediately understood that Xia Hou didn't trust her, so she told the truth.

When she finished saying the word "Xuanmu", Xiahou's face moved slightly, and soon he looked at Long Ye with a normal expression. The other thirteen monks all looked at Long Ye with fierce eyes, and looked at Long Ye fiercely.

He looked like he wanted to cut Long Ye into pieces with a thousand knives.

After Long Ye noticed the expressions of these people, his expression changed. He immediately smiled and said: "Fellow Taoists, did I say something wrong?"

"To kill? Or not to kill?"

"What should we do? Kill or not?"

"This girl is about the same age as Xuan Mu. She might be his crush. She can't be kept!"

"Fellow Daoist Xiahou, I only need one word from you."

At this time, several monks sent messages to the old man Xiahou.

Xia Hou is a calm person, but now this scene makes him hesitate. After all, he is the person in charge of the Dream Kingdom. If he kills this girl, it may trigger a war between the entire Dream Kingdom and the Hanhai Kingdom.

When the time comes, the Flame Dance Kingdom will definitely take advantage of the situation and sneak in to attack the Dream Kingdom.

He quickly sent a message to the thirteen monks behind him and said: "Please be patient for a moment, I will ask again." He said to Long Ye with a smile on his face: "We have indeed heard about the mysterious wood you are talking about.

This person is at the Flame Dance Gate in the Flame Dance Kingdom. You should go to the Flame Dance Kingdom and have a look, he should be there."

Hearing this, Long Ye looked puzzled, obviously a little confused. After thinking about it, he thought: Forget it, go to Yanwu Country and see, maybe we can really find that boy.

She cupped her fists at Xia Hou and others and said, "Thank you fellow Taoists, I will go to the Flame Dance Kingdom to have a look." As she said that, Long Ye turned around and flew towards the Flame Dance Kingdom.

However, just when he was about to get up, her figure stopped in mid-air and turned to fly towards the east.

This scene made the fourteen old monsters frown again and again. The old man from Lingjian Sect asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

"Not good." Xia Hou glanced at it and his expression immediately became tense. He said: "She is planning to fly in the direction of Yin Yuan Sect. If she knows that Xuan Mu has stayed in Yin Yuan Sect, she might also know about us.

We are going after Xuan Mu, and we will be in trouble if she sneaks up on us from behind."

"Then what are you talking about? Kill him!" said the short, fat middle-aged man, and immediately strode towards the direction in which Long Ye flew.

"Kill...!" The old man Xiahou only said this one word, and he quickly chased after Long Ye.

Long Ye frowned, realizing that there was already murderous intent behind her. She had just noticed that the fourteen monks were a bit strange. At this time, she frowned even more, because the fourteen monks were clearly facing the east where she was going.

He was chasing after him. The monk was originally traveling from east to west, but now he suddenly flew back to the east. His purpose could be figured out with his toes.

Her face turned cold and her body paused in mid-air. She wanted to see why these monks wanted to kill her. "Fellow Taoists, why are you chasing me?"

"Kill you." The old man from the Spirit Sword Sect screamed loudly, and the giant blue sword behind him was suddenly lifted up. Green light shot up into the sky, and then the old man beside him also lifted up the Spirit Snake Sword behind him.

Suddenly, a black and white bungara snake appeared from mid-air, and several rays of light shot into the sky towards the dragon leaf.

"They wanted to trick me into going to the Flame Dance Kingdom, and then join forces with the monks from the Flame Dance Kingdom to kill me. But I didn't go to the Flame Dance Kingdom, so they had no choice but to kill me here." At this time, Long Ye was thinking in his heart.

Think so.

She unhurriedly grabbed the void behind her with her right hand, and a stream of water quickly condensed from behind her. This water dragon contained extremely majestic spiritual power, which was the same as the water dragon technique she used in the same sky.

It's completely different. There is a pale white vein condensed in the body of this water dragon, and the entire water dragon is dozens of times more agile than what she condensed in the same sky.

The water dragon is vivid and can compete with the fire spirit condensed from the insect canopy. The insect canopy is originally a blood repair, and after adding the fire repair, there is enough opportunity to condense the fire spirit.

But this Dragon Leaf's water dragon technique is different. As her cultivation level rises, there will be more and more veins in the water dragon's body. And the number of condensed water dragons will also be more and more.


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