Mu Qingyun was a little anxious, but she couldn't get away at this moment, and it would be useless to go back alone. The other party was equivalent to two psychic sages, even if there were members of Mu Tian Sect and Tian Luo Sect. Even with the help of elite people, she was unable to stand alone, and it was difficult for her to compete with the current Tianlong Sect.
Her mind was racing, her eyes suddenly flashed, and another plan came up, and she thought in her heart: "When the people from Yuxian Sect come here, I will sue you again. You dare to attack everywhere and disrupt the overall situation of the main line. You really don't know whether to live or die. , let’s see how you crack it?!”
"I hope that group of people can hold on for a while longer. As long as the Yuxian Sect's troops arrive, they can stop this fight!" Mu Qingyun thought silently in her heart.
Thinking of this, she calmed down and conveyed her thoughts to the half-step psychics stationed at the Muxia Palace headquarters, asking them to hold on to the base camp and hold back the people of Tianlongmen.
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Han Feng saw the turmoil gradually subside in the distance, and knew that Mu Qingyun had once again dealt with the ancestor of Huoyundong.
He was not surprised at all by this. He just wanted to create some chaos for them so that his Tianlongmen troops could reach Muxia Palace smoothly.
But what he didn't expect was that Mu Qingyun had already transferred the elite members of Mu Tian Sect and Tian Luo Sect there. As a last resort, he could only ask Murong Xue to go to support to ensure that nothing went wrong.
At this point, he can only completely cripple the four middle-level sects that have enmity with the Tianlong Sect. Only then will the Tianlong Sect have a chance to survive. Otherwise, no one will be able to live in peace.
He thought for a while and decided to lurk in again.
He carefully went to the edge, caught one of the secretly sent people, killed him silently, refined his flesh and blood aura, and finally transformed into this person's appearance, even the aura was exactly the same.
This person was a person in the middle stage of pill formation, named Luo Zhifeng, who also had some status in Muxia Palace. Han Feng walked in openly with his appearance, and encountered many secret checks along the way, but he was all He failed to see his true colors and allowed him to return to the occupied area of Muxia Palace.
For some unknown reason, all construction has stopped at this time. Even the half-constructed formation has been temporarily shelved, and it is not known when work will be resumed.
Han Feng found a fake elixir master and obtained the information he wanted through circumstantial information. However, the fake elixir master's status was not very high and the information he obtained was not comprehensive enough. He could only find someone of the same level. After much tossing, I finally got the information I needed.
"Could it be that the Feather Immortal Sect is coming here?" How smart he was. Through some analysis of the information passed down from layer to layer, he was able to sort out the reasons why construction here was stopped.
It's right to think about it. If Yuxian Sect wants to take over everything here, they naturally don't want to see Muxia Palace expand its territory and take this place as its own.
In fact, the Jiuyuan Sect also enclosed their territory here, but at this moment they all stopped and waited for the arrival of the Yuxian Sect.
"I have to find a way to enter the core area, otherwise there will be no accident!" Han Feng instinctively felt the crisis. No matter what, only by being close to Mu Qingyun and others can he know first-hand information, and only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle.
He immediately began to search Luo Zhifeng's memory, and soon found a great monk who had perfected the elixir formation, who was Luo Zhifeng's master.
The name of this great cultivator who has perfected the elixir formation is Huang Lin. He has a higher status. He currently lives in a palace near the core area of Lingdi. He is also seizing the time to practice. Such opportunities are rare. There are many in Muxia Palace. No one wants to give up.
However, the special spiritual power emitted from a corner of the underground palace cannot have a long-lasting effect on monks, and the higher the cultivation level, the shorter the duration.
Huang Lin's cultivation gradually lost its effect at this moment, which made him wake up from his trance. He suddenly frowned and took out a green jade pendant. When he opened it, he found that it was his most proud disciple who was sending him a message. , I don’t know why, but I want to see him face to face.
Huang Yan agreed without thinking.
In just one stick of incense, Han Feng arrived at his palace smoothly. Under the leadership of a puppet maid, he entered the hall and saw a calm and powerful middle-aged man sitting on a high position. He supported his head with his right hand and leaned on the table beside him, seeming to be thinking about the problem.
"Meet Master." Han Feng saluted respectfully.
"Luo Zhifeng, why are you so anxious to see me?" Huang Yan asked directly without any nonsense.
Han Feng smiled mysteriously and said: "Master, during the turmoil just now, I sneak attacked a monk in the middle stage of alchemy formation in Huoyun Cave, successfully killed him, and got a talisman in his storage ring. It’s too high, it seems to be at the twelfth level, and I can’t move it, so I sent it to you specially!”
"Twelve-grade talisman? It's a good thing. Bring it up!" Huang Lin's eyes lit up slightly and she said briskly.
"Yes." Han Feng quickly took out a purple wooden box from the storage ring. It shone slightly with purple brilliance. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't even see it clearly.
He threw it gently, floated in the air, and flew slowly over.
Huang Lin stretched out her hand towards the void and took the wooden box firmly into her hand. Without saying a word, she opened the lid of the wooden box and took a look. Sure enough, there was a talisman lying quietly inside, full of light and rippling talisman power.
"Well, it is indeed a twelfth-grade talisman, and the quality is beyond imagination. No wonder you can't activate it. The power of this talisman is so great that even I have to stay away!" Huang Lin's eyes lit up and she shouted repeatedly. praised.
"Master, isn't it a sealing talisman?" Han Feng suddenly asked.
"Oh, really?" Huang Rong was doubtful and looked at the talisman a few more times.
At this moment, Han Feng raised his hand to press a seal and uttered the mantra: "Seal!"
The talisman immediately floated up and radiated brightly, instantly forming a bowl-shaped purple light shield that tightly held Huang Lin in place. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break it.
"Evil disciple, what do you want to do!" Huang Rong glared at Han Feng and almost roared.
It's a pity that his voice couldn't be transmitted at all at this moment. It was all bounced back by the purple light shield, making a buzzing sound that made him feel deafening.
It's too late to say it, but it's soon!
Han Feng took a step forward and came to the purple light shield in an instant. He held the spell tightly in his hand, and the same purple talisman light emerged from his body, as if it had the same origin as the purple light shield. It passed by and passed through him instantly. Entering it, a hand reached out and grasped Huang Lin's neck like lightning.
"You..." Huang Yan was immediately restrained and couldn't move. She only spoke half of the words in her mouth before she stopped abruptly.
