Shadow Moon Grandmaster Du Decheng wants to take off Shi Chun's bracelet.
He made a sudden attack from two feet away. Shi Chun could barely react, and quickly moved sideways to dodge. A spear flew out from the storage bracelet and stabbed Du Decheng in the heart.
Ruan Muzhong shouted, fired four swords, and rushed to help with killing moves.
Du Decheng retracted his arms and flicked his hands outward.
The blue light blinded the eyes, and the densely packed green snakes stretched into a straight line and collided head-on with the spears of the sword array.
There was a muffled sound.
Ruan Muzhong and Shi Chunteng retreated, barely standing still.
Du Decheng didn't seem to use all his strength, nor did he follow up with a follow-up move.
"Speak to me clearly about what you are going to do, and I won't care about it. Otherwise, you will be summoned to the nearby patrol team and we will take you back to the sect for investigation." Du Decheng said.
"We are just passing by. The Shadow Moon Sect has no right to interrogate. It is another matter to forcefully cause chaos."
"But I advise the Taoist priest not to act on impulse, as it is too lenient." Ruan Muzhong said in a strong tone.
Xue Tong observed the words and expressions. In addition to Shi Chun, the other four people from the Blood Harrier and Tyrant Sect looked increasingly restless and seemed to be unaware of the situation.
But there was a strange fluctuation in the white-faced master's soul, which made Xue Tong feel that his expression was fake.
Xue Tong strengthened his judgment that something was abnormal.
Du Decheng's face suddenly changed, and his hands were immediately stained with a layer of ink.
While on alert, launch the message bomb.
"You can't leave!"
The five cultivators behind Du Decheng formed a cone-shaped formation in the blink of an eye. Regardless of their offensive power, facing Ruan Muzhong's six men, it should be more than enough to protect themselves.
Ruan Muzhong raised his hand to signal not to act rashly, "Since fellow Taoist is so determined, well, let's wait until the other Shadow Moon Sect members arrive."
It takes about one stick of incense.
Two teams of more than ten Shadow Moon cultivators arrived one after another.
"You don't have to resist, please~!" Du Decheng said coldly.
One of the other two patrol captains is older than Du Dechen.
"Wait a minute, I have a letter from this Taoist priest. Please read it, Taoist Master." Ruan Muzhong handed the letter to the older master.
The elder grandmaster glanced at the silk paper, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly read it and handed it to another patrol leader.
He moved his lips slightly, communicated with Du Decheng, and finally said: "Oh, in that case, fellow Taoists, you can go."
"Du Decheng acted arbitrarily and caused trouble. Please report it to the Ming sect to deal with it!" Ruan Muzhong left dissatisfied and said angrily.
"Li will report it to the superiors, and the conclusion shall be based on the sect's statement." The elder grandmaster said.
Du Decheng looked livid and remained silent.
The Shadow Moon Sect members gathered up the team and left quickly.
…
The two monks from the Blood Harrier and Tyrant Sect surrounded Ruan Muzhong and Shi Chun and asked in low voices.
Xue Zhongqu walked away and stayed away from the group.
He sneered in his heart: "The letter must be written by some important person. The Shadow Moon Sect cannot afford to offend him, so he has to let him go."
When the team restarted, Xue Tong followed up and said: "Xue is going to Luan Mountain by himself. The Taoist priests are busy, so it is inconvenient for me to follow."
"I'll accompany you for a while, and we'll split up when we reach the Luan Mountain pass." The white-faced master persuaded Xue Tong to stay.
"Well, what Taoist Master Qu said is that fellow Taoist Xue doesn't have to worry." Ruan Muzhong said.
"Well, well, that's annoying!"
Xue Tong thought to himself: "If you encounter someone who doesn't read the letter and takes action directly, Xue can at least do something."
…
The edge of Luan Mountain.
The team left the mountain trail, Ruan Muzhong collected his mount and advanced on foot.
Xue Tong made up his mind and said loudly: "We have arrived at Luan Mountain, Xue said goodbye. Many thanks to all the fellow Taoists for escorting us all the way. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. See you in the future!"
Ruan Muzhong and Shi Chun had complicated expressions, while the white-faced grandmaster looked thoughtful.
Xue Tong did not wait for anyone to answer and left the team.
"Wait a moment!" The white-faced master followed.
His intention was obvious and he refused to let Xue Tong go. Ruan Muzhong hesitated to speak and gave no advice.
Before leaving, the White Face Grandmaster was recommended to join the team by the Blood Harrier Guild President. His identity was not disclosed. Ruan Muzhong only knew that it was not as simple as it seemed.
Xue Tong speeded up and soon disappeared into the misty mountains.
The white-faced master followed the turbulent flow of void left by the escape technique and kept approaching. However, after Xue Tong's back was vaguely visible, he could no longer close the distance.
At this time, the location of the separation team was forty or fifty miles away.
The white-faced grandmaster became increasingly angry, and suddenly there was a flash of lightning under his feet. The rock and soil were scorched black, and his figure was like an arrow. He increased his escape speed to the highest level...
After chasing him for dozens of miles, he was only about ten feet away from Xue Tong.
Xue Tong turned around suddenly and looked at the white-faced master with a smile, "What are you doing after me, fellow Taoist?"
The voice is ethereal, like the chirping of birds in a deep valley.
The white-faced master was stunned, his consciousness was so empty that he forgot why he was chasing?!
His eyes seemed to be glued to Xue Tong's eyes, and he could no longer look away.
He was hit by the psychedelic magic of Xue Tong's Soul Taoism.
"What's your name, and why did you hide your cultivation and come to Luan Mountain?" Xue Tong flicked the green light with his finger and penetrated the white-faced grandmaster's forehead.
"Qu Yusong, come to Luan Mountain to find out the truth. Hiding your cultivation is just for convenience." The white-faced master replied mechanically.
Xue Tong answered all the questions in a series of questions.
Luanshan is most likely undergoing a huge change!
Shadow Moon Sect and Xuanjing Sect turned a blind eye and allowed monks from outside the sect to go to Luan Mountain to investigate.
In the early days of the investigation, there were many dead people. The two gangs only caught a few alive from time to time in the periphery and asked what happened.
Leng Xun, the Heavenly Man of Chenliu Mansion, ordered the two Xuanmen, Blood Harrier and Tyrant Tiger, within his power, to form a team to go to Luan Mountain. Qu Yusong, a master monk of Leng Mansion, joined the team.
Ruan Muzhong took Leng Xun's letter and scared off the Shadow Moon Sect members.
Qu Yusong suspected that the Shadow Moon Sect got the news from somewhere, and that Du Decheng was making trouble unreasonably, but what he did was to find out the truth.
"So, doesn't Leng Xun reveal his intention to get involved in Luan Mountain?"
"It's better than the death or injury of subordinates. Besides, the master of the family is a great master of heaven and human beings. He is on the same level as the ancestor of Shadow Moon. There is nothing wrong with the sudden change in Luan Mountain. It is understandable to express concern."
"Thousands of miles away, who is the strongest?" Xue Tong asked about Gao Xiu's status.
"The head of the family is a first-class strong man. I have never heard of the existence of a martial saint."
"What happened to Luan Mountain?" Xue Tong asked again.
"The fog has become thicker and the activity of the beasts has increased. The owner of the house suspects that it is caused by the expansion of underground fissures."
"Underground fissure? Where is it specifically?" Xue Tong spread out the map and asked.
"There are rumors that the rift is expanding in Luan Mountain. We just want to go in and have a look." Qu Yusong pointed at the spot and said.
Xue Tong asked about the situation and made a decision: "Qu Yusong cannot be killed. Although Xue will not be exposed, the benefits of killing him will be very small and there will be no danger."
Xue Tong silently recited the Divine Soul Art and waved out a large stream of blue mist. Qu Yusong fell to the ground in a daze.
…
Qu Yusong woke up with a splitting headache. He only vaguely remembered the scene of the monk named Xue looking at him with a smile.
He was horrified, and hurriedly checked his sleeve pockets and storage instruments, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that nothing was missing.
"What kind of medicine did Xue give me? Where did he go?"
Qu Yusong couldn't remember the details for a while...
While thinking, I felt that several people were coming from the northwest.
"Ruan Muzhong is here!"
Qu Yusong stepped forward to greet him and suddenly turned pale with shock.
The person who came was not Ruan Muzhong. Three black-clothed monks quickly approached. The leader was Grandmaster Dacheng!
"Where did fellow Taoist come from?" Qu Yusong felt cold in his heart, wondering whether he should seek help immediately.
When he was chasing him earlier, Xue Tong twisted around east and west, which was obviously intentional to avoid Ruan Muzhong's disturbance.
"Where are you from?" The leader in black had a cold attitude, while the other two people pressed their hands on the storage bag and stared intently.
"Pindao is Chen Liuleng's disciple. He got separated from his six companions. They are nearby and should not be far away." Qu Yusong mentioned his power background, intending to dispel the other party's murderous intention.
The leader in black gave a wink.
Qu Yusong's eyes were not as shrewd as those of a master and a mature monk, and his reactions were slow. It was difficult to tell whether Leng Tianren's disciple was talking nonsense, but he was probably poisoned. If he didn't take advantage of the danger, how long would it take for him to kill people and seize treasures?!
Suddenly a red cloud appeared above Qu Yusong's head. The man in black's spell had arrived. The red cloud split open and sprayed out a column of true flames.
This is just an attempt to hold Qu Yusong back.
The moment Qu Yusong was slightly distracted, the monk in black had already slashed with his sword, and the other two people also cast spells.
Qu Yusong barely dodged the True Flame Fire Cloud and the later Grandmaster's spell attacks.
"Bang"
The magical shield in front of Qu Yusong shrank sharply and hit his ribs hard.
This made his somewhat chaotic consciousness suddenly sober up.
The three cultivators in black have launched their second round of attacks.
There are more than ten magical weapons in front, back, left, and right, and the lights and shadows of swords gather together.
Qu Yusong turned the bracelet around quickly, chanted the sword formula, and crushed an animal skin talisman.
Seven swords surround it, forming a dense and thick chain of swords.
Qu Yusong's face was earth-colored, and his eyes were full of despair.
He moves slowly, leaving only a glimmer of hope for escape.
The seven-star chain formation exploded violently!
The last thing Qu Yusong saw in the world was a five-foot-tall bone demon holding a giant white bone sword and slashing at the black-clad Dacheng monk!
Qu Yusong's body was torn into pieces under the combined attack of the three cultivators.
…
The bone demon in the realm of heaven and man, with a roll of sword light.
It's the black monk's turn to experience the fear of death!
The magic weapon in front of him flew like pieces of wood, and there was a strange pain in his waist, which suddenly split into two pieces.
The Bone Demon stands with a knife in his hand, waiting for the talisman's owner's will.
The other two men in black didn't dare to move, trying their best to control their trembling bodies.
In the huge open space, there was only the sound of blood dripping from the bone knife to the ground.
The bone demon gradually became transparent, and finally turned into a wisp of white smoke.
The two men in black collected the magic weapons and took away their companions and Qu Yusong's stored magic weapons.
"Sure enough, he is Leng Xun's disciple!" One of the cultivators exclaimed as he pulled out Leng Xun's famous post and letter.
"The White Bone Demon Talisman is a life-saving talisman given by Leng Xun. How could I have imagined that Qu Yusong lost his life because of his faintness and slowness!"
"Senior brother is also dead. This matter must not be known to others. If Leng Xun seeks revenge, we will both be dead!"
The two looked at each other and understood.
They hurriedly divided the treasures and agreed to escape for their lives and meet at the Ningyang ceremony seventy years later.
…
"Why hasn't Fellow Daoist Qu come back yet? Go and find him!"
"Fellow Daoist Qu was recommended by the president. It's hard to explain if he's missing." Ruan Muzhong waited around, urging everyone to look for him together.
"The one named Qu behaves weirdly, and the one named Xue is extremely wary. These two guys are doing a lot of harm to others." Shi Chun complained.
Ruan Muzhong relied on his thunder to escape the scorch marks on the rock and soil, and tracked him to the blood-stained battlefield.
The monk in black only tidied it up in a hurry.
The ashes that have not been blown away, the blood-stained soil, and the remains of bones can be seen at a glance.
Ruan Muzhong and others were shocked on the spot.
"Both Daoyou Qu and Xue are dead?"
Ruan Muzhong carefully collected the evidence.
…
Hundreds of miles away, Xue Tong got into the newly cracked cave.
His clothes, appearance and appearance were completely new, he was a master in cultivation, and he was completely different from before.
Xue Tong's divine soul technique was only powerful enough to knock Qu Yusong into a coma with half a cup of tea, but unexpectedly it triggered a life-threatening lawsuit.
