Master Yimei heard this and looked at each other with Long Shisan. Both of them were shocked, and then entered the wooden house instantly.
"Sure enough, there is still residual warmth. He must have just left not long ago."
"It must be that damn casual cultivator, chase him quickly!"
A cold look appeared in Master Yimei's eyes. Although he didn't know how that damn casual cultivator got here, it didn't matter anymore. As long as he caught him, all the secrets would be gone.
It's a secret.
Everyone followed along, and soon they arrived at the location of the teleportation array.
"Damn it!"
As the king of the formation, Master Yimei easily sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power coming from the teleportation array. That was a sign that the teleportation array had just been activated!
"That casual cultivator just left, Master Yimei, let's chase him quickly!" Looking at the teleportation array in front of him, Long Shisan said with excitement.
But what made him a little confused was that after he finished speaking, Master Yimei did not move, but looked at the teleportation array in front of him with doubtful eyes, and his eyes gradually became ugly.
"Master Yimei, what's wrong? Is there any problem?" Long Shisan asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Hearing Long Shisan's words, Master Yimei took a deep breath, pointed at the teleportation array in front of him, and said with an ugly expression: "This teleportation array cannot be activated with the formation flag. We can only wait for the energy to be replenished automatically. That person
The casual cultivators have just left, and the energy in the formation has been exhausted. If we want to leave, we can only wait for the formation to automatically replenish enough energy."
When Long Shisan heard this, his expression turned completely gloomy.
Waiting for the array method to automatically replenish energy?
I'm afraid that by that time, that damn little-eyed middle-aged man will have already escaped.
At the same time, in a valley in the Sunset Mountains, a scarred young man stood facing the wind. This man was Zhang Yifeng who came out of the seventh area in a teleportation array.
He snatched the storage ring from Master Miaoshui, and naturally he could no longer use his small-eyed, middle-aged image.
Zhang Yifeng found a place and refined several disguise pills.
The Yi Rong Dan is a very unorthodox medicine, and the materials are not easy to find.
However, Master Miaoshui's storage ring happened to contain the materials for refining the Yi Rong Dan.
However, the Disguise Pill has a drawback. If you use the Disguise Pill to change your appearance, it is very likely that a strong person will see through it. Moreover, the disguise effect of the Disguise Pill will not last long and will disappear in three to five days at most.
This is why the Disguise Pill is a partial elixir. Practitioners would rather look for a mask magic weapon than use the Disguise Pill to disguise themselves.
Zhang Yifeng no longer has the mask magic weapon, so he can only resort to the next best thing and use the disguise pill to temporarily disguise himself.
"Unexpectedly, they are still looking for me, and even casual cultivators have joined them. It seems that the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations from before must be from the three major sects."
Zhang Yifeng murmured softly. After coming out of the teleportation array, he had already met several waves of monks looking for him. These monks all held a portrait in their hands. It was the middle-aged man with small eyes who was wearing a mask when he was in the nine-story pagoda.
image.
Although he didn't meet anyone from the three major sects, the auras of several of the casual cultivators alone made him feel very palpitated. He knew very well that if he faced those people, he would have no choice but to escape.
"It seems we can't stay here anymore, so we should leave quickly."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and was about to leave, but at this moment, there was a sound of rustling footsteps, and then, a dozen monks appeared in Zhang Yifeng's sight.
Zhang Yifeng looked calm and walked past the dozen monks naturally.
But at this moment, one of the dozen monks yelled at him: "Stop!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng stopped, looked at the monk calmly, and asked, "What's the matter?"
At this moment, he has transformed into a different person, and he is not afraid of being recognized.
"Which sect are you a disciple of? Why are you so sneaky?" Among the dozen or so monks, one of the monks who was obviously the leader looked at Zhang Yifeng and asked.
"I don't have any sect. I'm just practicing for a while. I have something else to do. If everything is fine with you, I'll leave."
Zhang Yifeng spoke calmly, and after finishing speaking, Zhang Yifeng turned around and left.
"stop!"
At this moment, among the team of more than a dozen monks, a short monk with a shrewd look stood in front of him.
"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Yifeng asked in a deep voice.
The short monk took out a scroll from his arms, showed it to Zhang Yifeng, and asked, "Have you seen this person?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned and looked at it. The picture on the scroll was exactly what he looked like when he was in the nine-story pagoda. He suddenly understood in his heart, but he said: "I haven't seen it before. I have something else to do."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yifeng was about to leave.
But the short monk suddenly blocked his way. He looked at Zhang Yifeng with a sinister smile and said, "Why, are you in such a hurry to leave? Is there something wrong in your heart?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned, glanced at the short monk with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Get out of the way."
Sensing the murderous intent in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, the short monk showed a hint of timidity, but at this moment, a monk who clearly looked like the leader walked up.
I saw him sneer and said: "He is right. You must have something on your mind. Call out the storage ring and let us check it. If there is no problem with you, we will let you go."
Zhang Yifeng knew that things might not be able to get better, so he stopped talking nonsense, with a ruthless look in his eyes, and instantly stepped in front of the short monk, and punched the short monk hard on the head, without any movement.
No mercy.
"ah!"
The little monk screamed, and his head exploded instantly.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Upon seeing this, the leader of the monks showed a look of shock and anger in his eyes. He roared angrily, looked at the people behind him, and said in a cold voice: "Go ahead, kill this kid!"
Behind the monk, a group of monks swarmed up and attacked Zhang Yifeng.
Facing these dozen monks, Zhang Yifeng smiled coldly. He had just been promoted to the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Stage and was just about to vent his anger.
Thinking of this, powerful spiritual energy fluctuations emerged from his body. He glanced at the people in front of him with a sneer, and then took the initiative to greet them.
"Kamikaze Footwork."
"Nine Dragon Phantom Fist!"
With the cooperation of the divine wind footwork, the Nine Dragon Phantom Fist seemed to have great power. Six divine dragons composed of spiritual energy emerged, making bursts of dragon roars, and instantly rushed into the crowd, causing a bloody storm.
As the level of cultivation increases, the Nine Dragon Phantom Spirit Fist, supported by Zhang Yifeng's powerful spiritual power, can take away a monk's life with almost every punch.
In just a few rounds, five or six monks died under Zhang Yifeng's fists.