The monks in Changyuanzhou did not stay at the exit and waited for the rabbit, but went deep into the mountains to search because their opponents were Jiandongzhou and Beixiangzhou.

There will be a battle in the three states. No one is sure of robbing more and robbing less. Naturally, before the war begins, we must find more spirit-eating insect lights as much as possible.

But I didn't expect that I would actually learn the news from Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Are you serious?" The monks present were moved. Even the leader of Changyuanzhou, Liu Wuban, changed his face, and stared at Zhang Xiaoyu with his eyes as if he wanted to see through the other party's heart.

Surrounded by a pack of wolves, Zhang Xiaoyu's previous altitude disappeared, and replaced by a kind of flattery plea.

He was very eye-catching and from a distance he bowed to Liu Wuban and smiled: "Sir, Zhang will never dare to talk nonsense in front of him. If there is a word that is not true, Zhang will die without a place to bury him."

Liu Wuban winked at the people around him. The latter nodded, rushed to Zhang Xiaoyu, and took away the cloth bag on his body. This made Zhang Xiaoyu thrust his face, but he didn't even dare to put a fart.

After taking the cloth bag, Liu Wuban opened it and looked at it. His eyes lit up. He quickly closed the cloth bag and hung it around his waist. He looked at Zhang Xiaoyu with interest: "With this benefit, you don't follow Shui Qingyang but run away in a panic. What's going on?"

Hearing this, the monks present at Changyuanzhou immediately realized that Zhang Xiaoyu had not lie, so they were like wolves and tigers, wishing they could open Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth.

Zhang Xiaoyu slapped, but did not dare to hesitate, and gritted his teeth and said, "Shui Qingyang was narrow-minded and jealous of others getting more spirit-eating insect lights than him, so he had evil thoughts and secretly took action. If Zhang hadn't escaped quickly, he would have been harmed by him!"

After hearing this, Liu Wuban refused to say anything and said in an orderly tone: "Where is Shui Qingyang? Take us there."

In this case, how dare Zhang Xiaoyu refuse? He only hopes that he will behave better and that everything will be fine if he can save his life.

Under the leadership of Zhang Xiaoyu, the group of people in Changyuanzhou flew rapidly and fell into piles of rocks until dawn. But they saw gravel on the scene and irregular pits on the ground, which obviously had experienced a great battle.

Some fires were still flashing with sparks, and experienced monks immediately analyzed that the person who stayed should have not left for too long.

"Where is the person?" Liu Wuban's deputy grabbed Zhang Xiaoyu's neck and asked angrily.

Zhang Xiaoyu quickly turned his hand to break it and explained in a panic: "They must have escaped when they saw that the situation was wrong. Sir, I really didn't lie to you."

Liu Wuban shook his head, and the deputy snorted coldly and let go of Zhang Xiaoyu. The latter complained in his heart and secretly scolded Shui Qingyang for being cunning and slipped away so quickly.

He was afraid that the people in front of him would be unfavorable to him, and in anxiety, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Logically speaking, at this point, the clues of Shui Qingyang have been lost.

However, Liu Wuban looked around and walked to Zhang Xiaoyu and asked, "Is there anything that Shui Qingyang has used? It is best to have deep contact with it."

After being looked at by someone like this, Zhang Xiaoyu felt cold on his back. He racked his brains to recall, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He took out a bowl from the storage ring and respectfully handed it: "Sir, Shui Qingyang has used it to drink wine, don't you know if it works?"

Liu Wuban did not go to take it, but instead activated his magic power and spread his ten fingers out.

I saw a ray of black light coming out of his fingertips, as thin as a long needle, some hovering in the void, and some drilling into the bowl.

After a while, these black lights merged into a stream. Zhang Xiaoyu keenly discovered that there were some extra star points in the black light, which seemed particularly abrupt.

Liu Wuban muttered something in his mouth, closed his hands, stretched out his index fingers, and a black light circled around it, and then pointed to a certain direction.

"Let's go!" Liu Wuban took the lead.

The other monks immediately followed behind. Zhang Xiaoyu, whose magic power was sealed, was also lifted up by the deputy and followed him.

"Sir, this was just now..." Zhang Xiaoyu had some vague guesses, but couldn't believe it.

The deputy laughed proudly and said, "Liu Guowei has a profound magical power and has obtained a supreme magical power that can be used to track enemy traces. As long as you capture a wisp of breath, even if the opponent escapes to the ends of the earth, he cannot escape Liu Guowei's palm."

Zhang Xiaoyu shouted loudly, and a revengeful pleasure arose in her heart.

He was almost killed by Shui Qingyang before, and whenever he thinks about it, he feels full of shame. Now the monks from Changyuanzhou are coming out to see where the kid escapes!

From the failure of the operation last night, Shui Qingyang was destined to be immortal and he had no way to live. If Zhang Xiaoyu did not regret it later, he knew very well, but there was no regret medicine in the world to take, so he could only go all the way to the dark.

The 100 monks in Changyuan Prefecture all entered the Dharma Realm with half a foot. Especially Liu Wuban, who almost touched the edge of the Dharma Realm, rushed up with all his strength, and was so fast.

The black light guided in front of me relied on the original aura and absorbed similar aura along the way, making the directionality stronger.

In a jungle, eight figures flew silently.

Shui Qingyang, who was leading the way, suddenly felt something was wrong, and an extremely dangerous omen surged in his heart. At the same time, Xie Xi's magical power also came to warn him, sensing a powerful aura hundreds of meters away.

"Someone is catching up, run!" With a low shout, Shui Qingyang took the lead in accelerating and exerted Fengxing Technique to the extreme. The few people behind him dared not be negligent and tried their best.

Song Yuhu was taught by Shui Qingyang and recently learned Fengxing. There was no need to say anything about the three disciples including Yan Ping. But the remaining three monks were not good and immediately ended.

One of them shouted, and the voice reached hundreds of meters away. Liu Wuban sneered, and a hot light burst out from his eyes.

"What's your name?" Song Yuhu turned his head and scolded, deeply suspected that the other party did it on purpose.

Mu Shengnan also looked angry. Now even she could sense the powerful magic power surging behind her. It was very likely that some top state had caught up with her.

At this time, it’s too late to hide, so how can you make a move?

In a blink of an eye, a group of people rushed out of the jungle, and the monks in Changyuanzhou behind also showed their tracks, and the distance between the two sides was constantly shrinking.

However, Yan Ping, Zhong Xue and Mu Shengnan, the three of them had no weaker cultivation than the monks of Changyuanzhou. With their talent, they ran in the front. Except for Liu Wuban, who was ahead of him, no one could threaten the three of them.

"Stop immediately, otherwise you will die." Liu Wuban's cold shout came from behind, and there were more threats from monks in Changyuanzhou.

"Shui School Captain save us!" The monks of Baiyunzhou who had shouted loudly before shouted again at this moment. The other two were also pale and full of despair.

Song Yuhu pursed his lips tightly and couldn't help but glance at the shouting monk, his eyes full of disgust.

Unexpectedly, Shui Qingyang whispered: "Sister Song, go from the right and I will stay in the palace. If you want, wait for me in the place you have been last night."

Song Yuhu opened his mouth and cursed: "Boy, are you crazy?" What is the difference between staying in this formation and seeking death?

"If the rear of Wuren Palace, except Yan Ping and the other two, we will all die. At least I have the secret treasure given by the Qin family. Don't worry, I can't die."

Speaking of this, Shui Qingyang suddenly stopped. At this dangerous moment, he did not advance but retreated. He turned around and rushed back, shouting to the three monks coming towards him: "Come with me." He rushed to the left first.

The three monks looked confused. They looked at Song Yuhu in front of them, then at Shui Qingyang who was turning around. They had no time to hesitate and subconsciously followed Shui Qingyang.

"Boy, you want to die!" Song Yuhu screamed, his charming face full of endless complexity. She didn't know whether Shui Qingyang was to protect her or to protect the three monks, maybe both were there.

But no matter what the reason is, it is enough to teach her unforgettable. The more people experience, the more they are, the more they are guarded against others. Song Yuhu is not born with a stingy appearance. Although she looks careless, she is actually full of caution.

Even if Shui Qingyang had harmed her at the beginning, if it weren't for the repeated reparations from later, Song Yuhu would never have regarded him as a friend.

Song Yuhu has always sneered at the principles mentioned by Shui Qingyang.

Until now, at such a life-related moment, there is no tolerance for any falsehood or disguise. Shui Qingyang's choice has truly impacted Song Yuhu's heart.

This young man sometimes hates it, but he has to admit that at this moment, the other party's turn finally dispelled the last trace of alert and prejudice in Song Yuhu's heart.

Seeing Shui Qingyang turn around, Liu Wuban followed closely behind with the contempt of playing with a cat and a mouse on his face. The monks in Changyuanzhou behind were very experienced and tacitly divided into two strands, and no one could let go.

According to Zhang Xiaoyu's words, these people all have a large amount of spirit-eating insect light, and it would be a pity to let anyone go.

Without a word, Shui Qingyang directly sacrificed a magical talisman, activated his magic power, turned into a Bifang bird, and rushed towards the Changyuanzhou monk who was chasing Song Yuhu with a surging sea of ​​fire.

Rumble!

In the middle stage of the Dharma Realm, Bi Fang burst into flames with endless evil, like a scattered sea of ​​fire, sweeping across all directions in an instant, and all the mountains, forests, earth and rocks were covered.

The powerful monks in Changyuanzhou had to stop resisting.

A group of people hurriedly retreated and tried their best to use their unique skills. Infinite light burst out from the void, and the explosion sounded over and over. The earth waves rushed straight to the sky like a fountain. The scene instantly flew, and a scene of extinction.

Unable to see the situation on Shui Qingyang, and realized that he had to make trouble when he went there. Song Yu bit his teeth, turned around and rushed to the right, and with the cover of gray fog, he quickly escaped into the mountains and forests.

At the same time, Shui Qingyang activated the second magical talisman.

This time it was a tall red plant with countless vines, with sharp blades at the tips of the vines shaking. As the main trunk shook, countless ten thousand strips were like sky swords, slashing towards Liu Wuban one by one.

Liu Wuban had no choice but to retreat. At the critical moment, he was very decisive and even activated a magical power talisman. As one of the fruit lieutenants of Changyuan Prefecture, he naturally received the care of the state master before setting off and had many magical power talismans on his body.

Bang!
Chapter completed!