Time comes to night.

Outside the small town, the Taoist children Yao Yan saw during the day were moving quietly in one direction.

However, at this moment, they all changed their equipment.

Everyone changed into a black robe.

The characteristic Taoist bun on the top of the head is untied and tied into the style of an ordinary man.

The gray-blue Taoist suit and cloud boots they were wearing had been replaced, and they were also replaced in the style of an ordinary man.

At this time, Qi Li, who was in the leader, suddenly stopped and looked at another Taoist child beside him.

The child nodded knowingly, and his face suddenly changed, changing towards the direction of the thief-eyed and mouse-eyed eyes.

A light-colored illusion that was as hazy as smoke flashed, and the child's nose collapsed and fine down feathers grew on his face.

This Taoist child suddenly transformed into a big bird like an eagle and a crane.

"You are in heaven."

The big bird nodded and flew into the sky.

Then, of the four remaining people, the three of them focused on Qi Li.

And Qi Li didn't say much, and said concisely:

"Just just catch this wild cultivator and ask questions. Anyway, he is a wild cultivator and has no name correct. It doesn't matter which family he is."

The three nodded, and then two of them left directly and deviated to the left.

The remaining one, together with Qi Li, also copied from the right side, as if he was planning to encircle and surround him.

When they acted in pairs, they could see faint, cloud-like hazy light and shadows around their feet.

The appearance of clouds and mist made them surge in speed in this not-sparse but not-so-luxury forest.

......

"Damn it, how could a famous bull come over in such a small place?"

The five people tried to pursue the scattered encirclement. Two middle-aged men dressed in cloud crane robes and dressed similar to Taoist children. One of them growled.

"How can I know the reason?"

The gentler middle-aged man also looked ugly:

"Walking separately, otherwise no one will escape."

Hearing this, the man who asked the question was dissatisfied, but he had to agree.

However, he had no idea of ​​notifying Yi Er San at all, and rushed out to the left with a nearly straight trajectory.

Such a situation made Naswen's middle-aged man realize it, his face turned a little darker.

Then, he whispered:

"Call me in the blue bird, call me Feng Bo, I am the Taoist Qingfeng!"

The next moment he shouted softly, light green clouds emerged from around him, condensed into a huge blue crane bird, directly lifting his body and flying into the sky.

The gentle middle-aged man who successfully used the magic tricks flew up with joy.

After he flew up to a height of dozens of meters, when he turned his head and looked back, he saw two men and women appearing at his previous position.

Seeing those two people, the gentle middle-aged man couldn't help but relax:

"Okay, with the Qingfeng Taoism, freely riding the wind, those bulls can't catch me even with their noses."

A happy expression appeared on his face.

However, almost at the same time, he saw the man and the woman, and he vaguely saw that the man showed a cold and sneering expression.

Soon, he realized what this expression meant.

In his sight, a huge white glimpse came from the rise.

Like an eagle or a crane, its sharp claws grabbed from top to bottom and grabbed towards his body.

A look of surprise appeared on the gentle middle-aged face.

.....

"Hmph! Idiot."

The middle-aged man who ran away from another direction took a look at the direction of the sky. The huge white shadow grabbed the scene of the blue bird shadow that had just risen, and was also taken into his eyes.

"These bulls must have some plans when they run to such a remote place."

The middle-aged man sneered, a hint of heat flashed in his eyes, and the seemingly kind face was filled with a little gloom.

He didn't think that these Taoist children came here just to defeat their wild cultivators.

When he is out of danger, he will never let him go.

The middle-aged man moved quickly, and the green clouds flowed similar to the clouds flowing around his previous companion:

"I have heard that there were hundreds of schools of thought in the vicinity of Dasheng when it was first established, and countless outstanding children died and injured here."

"Eighty-mostly it is a secret treasure left behind?"

"Haha, this is my chance!"

While thinking, the middle-aged man kept walking and rushed out of the woods with flexibly movements.

But at this moment, a figure emerged in his vision.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but, but when he looked closely, he soon discovered that the figure was an old man with a simple and old look.

The other party was standing there at this time, looking at his position.

The hunched figure looked quite thin.

Of course, middle-aged people would not judge people by their appearance. He rolled up two wisps of green clouds and mist in front of his eyes:

"Sky Eye, Open!"

There was no expected situation.

This old man is just an ordinary person, not a formal official, nor is he a wild practitioner.

However, I can't leave any trace now.

"Old man, I blame myself for seeing things I shouldn't have seen."

The green and green flowed, and the wind blew under the middle-aged man's feet, turning into a green shadow and rushing towards the old man.

The green and green flowing seemed astonishingly imposing.

If some people who have no vision, they may even regard these middle-aged people as children of correct names.

He grabbed it with one claw, and the flowing green green faintly turned into a crane bird with wind patterns. The claws and palms had a strong sense of tear and a strong wind whirl, as if no one could escape its palm.

However, at this moment, the middle-aged man, full of confidence, saw the old man's movements slightly change.

"Well...is this the system of power in this world?"

Yao Yan looked at the middle-aged man who was attacking, and his mood was in vain.

At this time, the opponent grabbed it with one claw, and the wind was in the shape of a bird, and there was almost no way to dodge.

However, Yao Yan himself is not a vegetarian.

He opened his mouth, and behind him, faintly, one of the beaks was extremely clear, and other shadow crows with blurred outlines emerged:

"It's too rough. It's nothing to hurt yourself by mistakes. If you make a mistake, you won't be able to do it."

As the shadow of the black crow appeared behind him flashed, a little crow flew out of his body and quickly crashed into the palm of the middle-aged man's palm.

Then, Burkton saw again, white crows with sharp horns on their heads flew out of the old man's body and flew towards him.

demon!?

The situation that happened in a short moment made the middle-aged man not react for a while.

Bai Ya took a step further and directly penetrated into the palm of the middle-aged man.

Faced with the attack of the middle-aged man, Yao Yan took a step back and avoided this almost certain method of killing, and then-

A black crow with wolf-like characteristics flew out of his body and crashed into the palm of the middle-aged man's palm.
Chapter completed!