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Chapter four hundred and eighty fourth escape(1/2)

"What did you say?"

Zheng Rui was shocked and stepped in front of her, stared at her eyes, confirming in disbelief: "Do you know where their puppet technique comes from?"

Not only him, but even An Ran was surprised. She had never heard Mu Yan mention this before.

Mu Yan took a step back and faced everyone's expectant gaze, she said guiltily: "I mean it is possible, as for whether it is, I'm not sure."

"You said." Zheng Rui hurriedly urged that where the witch's substitute puppet technique came from back then has always been a mystery. Even if it was just a guess, it was always a good direction.

"Jiu Liyuan."

Hearing this answer, Zheng Rui was stunned. He was a little surprised. After thinking about it carefully, he had to admit that it was probably true.

Taking a deep breath and trying to calm down his surging mood, he said cautiously: "Mr. Mu, this matter is of great importance. Why do you have this speculation? Please explain in detail."

Mu Yan pursed her lips, not knowing how to talk about it. When the purple-clothed female soul broke into her body, she saw the female soul's life during the purification process.

Puppeting is a secret technique she obtained by chance, and it has many uses, including bearing damage for the owner.

But if she reveals these things, she will not be able to hide the fact that she has the Qingxin Glazed Fire. People's hearts are changing, and she dare not take this risk.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Yan said: "After the alien grass strips, Ali and I once visited a lava land..."

She will meet the mecha puppet to host the assessment and explain the evil spirits in detail, saving Yunli from the lava center to get fire crystals and the Lord of the spirits.

Everyone looked at each other because they had never seen the substitute puppets of the Witchcraft Sect with their own eyes, and they didn't know whether the two were related, but they just had a slight bias in their hearts, which should be related.

After thinking about it, Mu Yan simply took a pen to draw the general style of the puppet, "We have never seen the substitute puppet of the Witchcraft Sect, so it's hard to judge, so I'll leave it to the head teacher."

They have never seen it, and the head sect and other Nascent Soul monks had personally destroyed it back then. They can always know whether the two are of the same origin.

Zheng Rui nodded, took the drawings, and was about to leave, his eyes swept over everyone, but he suddenly stopped.

It is necessary to be on guard against others. Junior Sister Yun has not returned. If he leaves, only Senior Sister An and Nephew Mu are left here. If someone has a bad idea...

These people are not malicious. If something happens, will they expect the monks from Xuanyu Sect and Zhuojiabao to protect them?

These thoughts were turning around in his mind, and he quickly changed his words: "When Junior Sister Yun comes back, we will discuss and discuss. Hasn't she removed the mecha puppet? Maybe there are new clues."

Mu Yan was slightly stunned, and soon realized that he was worried about them, so he couldn't help but feel warm, saying, "After the Seven-Secret Formation, the people from Canye Pavilion parted ways with our large army, and they didn't see them again until the secret realm was opened. Do you think they were going to find puppet technique?"

Zheng Rui was shocked. It seems that the substitute puppet technique of the Witchcraft Sect may have a connection with Jiuliyuan.

He asked nervously: "Is there only one evil cultivator in that land? Will other prisoners be imprisoned?"

Mu Yan shook her head, "It shouldn't be."

She also hoped that there would be other evil cultivators there to stop the disciples of Canye Pavilion, but Ali took away the fire crystals and saw no one coming out. It can be seen that only the master and servant of the weapon spirit were detained there.

Zheng Rui's throat tightened, and he said without hope for a while: "Junior Sister Yun removed all the puppets, so she didn't look for the puppet making techniques?"

Mu Yan touched the tip of her nose. Ali made a lot of money along the way and got all the fire crystals. She was so happy that she couldn't find Bei, so she didn't even look down on any puppet technique, especially the puppet was not resistant to beating under her hands.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say, and Yun Li cleared the obstacles. If the disciples of Canye Pavilion really went to find the puppet, wouldn’t it be a waste of effort?

On the other side, Yun Li, who was thinking about them, was confused at this time. She crossed mountains and walked thousands of miles. Zhongzhou City had appeared within the spiritual range of the two of them. She did not expect that she would not have the witchcraft army of siege.

Not only that, there was no ghost shadow along the way from their location to Zhongzhou City.

If they hadn't just emerged from the witchcraft army, if they hadn't had the vigorous and ancient word "Zhongzhou City" on the city gate where the spiritual sense rose from the ground, they would have suspected that they had taken the wrong path.

"What's going on?" Yun Li tilted her head, "Has Zhongzhou City been recovered by Ye Xiao's family?"

Wei Lin frowned and his face was very heavy, "It shouldn't be like this if he recovered."

There are foundation-building guards outside the large city archway, which symbolizes order. If the city archway is recovered, there will be no one outside the city gate.

The two were wondering, and the city gate was opened, and a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul in a strange costume walked out of it. He was tall and thin, with no two taels of flesh, but he was like a strong muscular man and exposed his upper body;

A black belt was tied around his waist, and the left side of the belt was hanging around. It looked like it was supposed to be hanging on his shoulders, but because he was too thin, the belt was wide and not hanging; the fabric on his lower body was pitifully small, and a few pieces of rags could barely cover somewhere, and the beggar was dressed better than him.

As the man walked, a golden jewelry appeared on the strap hanging from his waist. Yun Li's eyes suddenly opened wide, and a cold air fell from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet. She was a heaven-level killer and the people from Canye Pavilion!

"Go away!" Wei Lin reacted first, pulled her and fled, leaving like a meteor lightning.

Ming Er at the city gate was stunned and was discovered?

It shouldn't be, this range is not within their spiritual consciousness, right?

Seeing that the two of them were about to fly out of his spiritual range, he pressed the surprise, sacred the light gray flying sword, and chased after him like lightning.

Feeling the other party's speed, Yun Li was so shocked that her tongue was wide open, "This is so fast!"

But in a moment, the other party had already narrowed one-third of the distance. If this continues, it won't take long to catch up with them.

The attention fell on the gray sword at his feet, and she was dumbfounded. The treasure weapon! It was still the heavenly level!

Yun Li wanted to cry, it was too bullying. The Nascent Soul monks were already faster than theirs. The aircraft was still a treasure of the heavenly level, so they could not live.

Seeing that the distance was halfway closer, she decisively abandoned the banana fan and sacrificed the Fantasy Shiling, which was better than the aircraft, right? Fantasy Shiling was not afraid!

Wei Lin next to him understood the truth, immediately put away the flying sword, jumped to the silk, and used the Fengxing technique with all his strength. With the combined force of the two, their speed instantly exceeded that of the Nascent Soul Killer, and the distance was pulled apart again.

Now Ming Er is dumbfounded. Isn’t her orange silk a weapon? How did she turn into an aircraft?

Being surpassed in the speed he was proud of, or being surpassed by two small golden elixirs, a trace of surprise flashed through Ming Er's eyes, something was wrong with that silk.

The killer values ​​attack power more, but he is particularly fleeing. In his opinion, completing the mission is of great importance, and escaping with life is also of great importance. Therefore, he spent a lot of money to renovate the Tianzhi treasure weapon as a flying magic weapon.

With this sick flying sword, even the Yuanhou cultivator could not catch up with him. Now the two small Jindan stage monks have surpassed him!

What does this mean?

Na Ling's grade is definitely above his flying sword!

No, it should be far beyond that!

The opponent's spiritual power is far less than his in the early stage of the Golden Pill, but he can surpass his speed with the silk. The grade of Orange Ling is conservatively estimated to be the top-grade treasure of the heavenly level, and it is not impossible for Taoist tools!

He exhaled his breath and activated the flying sword with all his strength. The distance was narrowed. In just one breath, the orange silk in front of him accelerated again, and the distance was widened again.

It's not reached its limit yet!

A burning fanaticism flashed through Ming Er's eyes. With her early stage cultivation of the Golden Pill, she would probably not be able to exert the full power of the Orange Ling. If it were in his hands...

Yun Li almost used her energy to accelerate, but she couldn't get rid of the other party. Whenever she wanted to fly out of the other party's spiritual range, the other party would speed up urgently.

She felt a breath in her heart, and a heat in her back seemed to be about to burst out.

Seeing that the other party was getting closer, Wei Lin stopped Yun Li from speeding up and said, "Let's use the ground escape talisman when going down the woods ahead."

The other party's cultivation level is one level higher than theirs, and the aircraft is also a heaven-level treasure. If you fly down, you will only fall into the other party's trap.

When their spiritual power is exhausted, they are lambs waiting to be slaughtered. It is better to rely on defensive magic weapons to support them until the escape talisman takes effect.

Yun Li clenched her fist and landed in the deep dense forest as she said.

It was midnight, the silver moon was in the sky, and the forest was pitch black.

There were still dozens of meters away from the ground, and they quickly crushed the escape talisman. Before they could use the defensive magic weapon, they felt a wind coming from behind their heads, and a deep purple-red light broke through the air.

not good!

Yun Li hurriedly directed Huan Shiling to unfold behind her. At the same time, Wei Lin threw out a defensive magic weapon.

Unexpectedly, the purple light passed through the magic weapon without any obstacles, the Fantasy World Silhouette fell on the two of them.

"Ahem cough cough..."

The spicy and pungent smell made Yun Li cry. When she looked again, the killer was still a thousand meters away. The purple-red deep mana just now was an unknown powder.

Is this chili powder?

She used a defensive magic weapon while coughing, turned her head and looked at Wei Lin nervously: "Isn't it poisonous?"

As she said that, she reached out to dip the powder on her shoulders, twisted it, her heart tightened, her tentacles were slightly cool, and they were extremely delicate, except that the taste was a bit like chili powder, and the color and touch were not the same.

Wei Lin's face was as gloomy as water, "It's Zixin powder, which is used for tracking."

It wasn't a poison, Yun Li breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought that such a thing was on her body, and it was even more difficult to escape.

Soon, the killer chased after them, and a long sword emitting a blue and black light slashed at them. At the same time, the terrifying pressure of the Nascent Soul monk was covered with his head.

Yun Li calmed down. The attack of this power of Bai Lu was far from blocking it.

As she expected, the long sword slashed straight down, and the magic weapon was shocked, but it finally resisted.

Ming Er's eyes turned deeper, and there were many treasures in two small golden elixirs. It seemed that there were many benefits in Jiuliyuan.

If he failed to get a blow, he did not take another move, but flew to the top of the dense forest and flew with all his strength. The time had come, the escape talisman took effect, and the attack was too late.

After the news came out, the two of them threw out another talisman. The moment before the talisman took effect, the killer in strange clothes appeared within the range of his spiritual consciousness.

He escaped all the way, and finally got rid of the killer when the sky was lightly bright.

Yun Li said hurriedly: "Hurry! Change your clothes!"

During the escape, the powder stained on her body had almost fallen out, at least what was visible to the naked eye was gone. She also took the time to perform a dust removal technique, but the speed of the other party's tracking had almost no effect.

It seems that I can only throw away this outfit, otherwise it will be useless no matter how far I run, and I can't be invisible.

Yun Li quickly took off her outer shirt and was about to flash into the rock next to her, but Wei Lin grabbed her wrist: "No."

He sacrificed his flying sword and carried her forward, saying, "The purple powder is stained with clothes and can only be dissipated in three days."
To be continued...
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