"Let's retreat." Mr. Zhou sighed softly when he saw this scene. At the same time, Ling Qingchen, who was fighting with him, smiled gently, held the heavy sword and immediately retreated to the side, and the battle stopped instantly.

Liu Cun curled his lips and came to Miao Xiaomiao with the bone arrow. Old Zhou also met with Old Liu. Although the monks have collected magic and magic weapons, they have not let go of their vigilance for each other.

Before I knew it, two quarters of an hour passed, the pool in the center of the cave suddenly shook, and wisps of white mist emerged. In addition, some mysterious Taoist sounds also arose.

All the monks looked at each other according to the movement and saw Duan Ye, who was sitting cross-legged in the pool, suddenly opened his eyes, and sword energy suddenly rose into the air and disappeared invisibly.

At the same time, a sharp aura emerged from his body. The strength of this aura shocked the cultivators, but in the next breath, this aura was taken into his body by Duan Ye.

"He has paved the way to build the foundation with a single effort. He can build the foundation successfully with a little effort." Miao Xiaomiao felt it a little and exclaimed.

After Duan Ye woke up, he looked at Duan Xue and ignored Xu Baiyu. Instead, he jumped out of the pool and came to Mr. Zhou.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Duan Xue also woke up. The moment he woke up, Chi Zi trembled slightly and opened a hole. It seemed that she was about to be destroyed.

As soon as she saw Xu Baiyu, her brows frowned slightly. Then she didn't know what she thought of, and then she stretched out her eyebrows. When she walked to Mr. Zhou, she thanked her first, and bowed slightly to the monks such as Ling Qingchen, and then left the place with Mr. Zhou and Miao Xiaomiao.

As soon as they came out of the turtle cave, everyone separated. The Duan brothers and sisters wanted to return to the Taishang Sword Sect to make preparations before the breakthrough. Old Liu and Old Zhou traveled north, and as for Miao Xiaomiao and Liu Cun continued to return to Liuzhou City.

Of course, before returning to Liuzhou City, we still have to find some spiritual medicine here, but because the psychological shadow brought by the white-tailed peacock to Miao Xiaomiao and Liuchuang still exists, we did not stay for a long time.

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Xiu Jie, a stroke in the unknown mountain range, was wandering beside a giant tree. In front of him, Feng Dehai sat cross-legged on the ground, controlling a magic circle.

The array flag is full of jade. As Feng Dehai's spiritual power pours in, the surface of the array flag gradually condenses.

Soon, the radiance of light condensed into a round mirror, floating quietly in the air, and the runes around the round mirror were rotating, looking very extraordinary.

"How is it, is there any trace?" After a long time, Feng Xiujie, who was impatient, asked Feng Dehai.

This magic array can detect subtle auras and traces that ordinary monks cannot detect, but it is time-efficient and cannot detect traces and auras that have been too long.

According to Su Haoli, his jade piece was found here, and the aura belonging to Wu Ziqiu was very strong, which means that this jade piece is probably his close object.

As for why he was thrown here, no one knows.

After a few breaths, Feng Dehai opened his eyes, his eyes were red and covered with blood. It seemed that the mental and physical strength needed to control this magic array was very huge.

"The afterimage of the Tao left behind. As for where he went, there was no clue." Feng Dehai said tiredly, then stood up, put away the magic circle, and pinched the magic technique, condensed a spike of inspiration, and threw it to Feng Xiujie.

Feng Xiujie frowned slightly. After taking the spiritual light, he gently pinched the Taoist magic tricks, and saw the spiritual light spread into his eyebrows and disappeared.

"This Wu Ziqiu is really cunning!" Feng Xiujie, who had seen the photo taken, whispered in a low voice.

Suddenly, his mind moved, his eyes flashed with a flash, and then he brushed his right palm, and a spiritual power rushed towards the giant tree not far away. At the same time, he shouted: "Where are the sluts coming from? Those who hide their heads and tails will not come out for me!"

After the spiritual power training hit the giant tree, the giant tree made a "crack" sound and then broke, but it was empty and there was no monk or monster hiding in it.

"Hmph!" Feng Xiujie looked sarcastic. With a pinch of his skills, two more spiritual powers were condensed, one left and one right, and he quickly went into the void.

The next moment, I heard a sound like tearing apart in the cloth, and then a figure appeared in the void. When he stepped under his feet, he avoided the spiritual power training and fell to the back.

"A cultivator in the late stage of foundation building!" Feng Xiujie felt a little, and a horror rose instantly in his eyes. He had to use the secret method of voice transmission to notify the disciples of the Qingxiao Sword Sect in Yuezhou City without thinking.

But after trying again and again, the secret method of voice transmission did not take effect at all. Then he tried several other voice transmission techniques, but the same did not work.

"Senior, why are you here?" Feng Xiujie looked ugly. After sending a voice to everyone behind him, he bowed his hands and asked loudly.

The mysterious monk, whose body was covered with black robe, laughed and said hoarsely: "Those who want your life."

As soon as the words fell, he saw him reaching out and holding it, and a long sword appeared. The sword was full of ink, and there seemed to be words engraved on it, but Feng Xiujie did not recognize the two words, and some kind of Taoist sound was faintly heard from the words, which was extremely mysterious.

Feng Xiujie's face was gloomy and he sent a voice to Feng Dehai: "Send a message to ask for help from the Taoist Palace, and say that there is a late-stage cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm associated with Wu Ziqiu!"

Feng Dehai said yes repeatedly, and hurriedly closed his eyes and filled his mind into the identity wooden sign.

"I can only hope that there are monks in the Taoist Palace nearby." Although Feng Xiujie is not easy to ask for help, there is no good idea at this point.

"Swish" the sword rushed over in the next moment. Its speed was too fast, and even ripples appeared in the void.

Feng Xiujie shouted softly, and immediately used the four condensed small swords to rise towards him, and as for him, he burst backwards.

"Scattered escape, one can escape is one!"

The mysterious monk smiled contemptuously and said, "Under my sword of Zhuli, no one of you can escape!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhuli Jian buzzed and whispered softly, and then his sword shadows emerged and stabbed forward together.

After hearing a sound of gold and stone connection, the four small swords transformed from Zhangming to four-bang, turned into stars and dissipated invisible. The sword hiding away from the sword hike suddenly trembled, and then rushed towards the monks at the speed of three times just now!

It was too fast, even the spiritual energy in the void could not bear it, making waves of thunderous sounds!

Feng Xiujie was retaliated against the magic and immediately sprayed blood. Then he lit up his mind and instantly broke out in cold sweat. He pinched his magic tricks and threw away all kinds of talismans he carried with him.

"It's time to stop it." Feng Xiujie smiled bitterly, and forced himself to cheer up and continued to escape.
Chapter completed!