Just when Lu Kun and others left a stick of incense, six immortal cultivators flew over the valley on the border of Qingzhou. The leader, a man and a woman, were suspended in the air, exuding an unfathomable aura. They were cultivators in the alchemy stage.
Among them was a male cultivator at the Dan Formation stage, with a thin face and two long, thin yellow eyebrows. He landed in the valley and looked at the ground with obvious battle marks in the valley very seriously.
The female cultivator at the alchemy stage on the side was quite gorgeous. She looked at the male cultivator with a somewhat joking look in her eyes and said, "Huang Mei, let's hurry up and hurry up, it's still a step too late."
It turned out that this male cultivator in the pill formation stage was the Huang-browed Master of the Demon Spirit Sect. He carefully used his spiritual consciousness to detect the traces on the ground and the remaining breath. He ignored the woman and murmured: "There are still second-level demons left." The evil spirit of the beast, and there is a small hole here with a lot of flesh and blood buried in it."
"It was most likely that he was smashed by a magic weapon. This fighting method is most likely that of Lu Kun."
"The aura of this second-level monster should be his spiritual beast."
The female cultivator of Danjie saw the real Huangmei talking to himself, pointed in the direction of Luzhou, and reminded: "I mean Huangmei, there is a group of mortals walking in a hurry over there, their facial expressions are quite frightened, they should have seen this battle. "
Upon hearing this, Huang-mei Zhenren's spiritual consciousness looked in the direction pointed by the woman, and sure enough he found a group of mortals stumbling away.
"Thank you Fairy Feng for your advice!"
Master Huang Mei thanked him, his spiritual light flashed outside his body, and he flew towards the place where the mortals were.
However, the Phoenix Fairy did not go forward, but looked at the scene on the ground with great interest. At the same time, she sensed it carefully, showing a bit of surprise, and said: "The battle will be over soon. There is very little residual aura, it seems that this Yueyang Sect disciple is much stronger than you guys."
Behind the woman were three men in green robes. When they heard this, they all nodded without refuting.
This Fairy Feng, including these three foundation-building disciples, are all Qingyang Sect monks, and were invited by the Demon Spirit Sect to assist.
After a while, Master Huang Mei returned and snorted coldly: "These people are indeed the monks who escaped from the Yueyang Sect's Weapon Refining Peak. Now they are unable to fly."
Fairy Feng chuckled and said, "Huang Mei, don't talk nonsense. I heard Sister Ling say that Fellow Taoist was responsible for chasing down several juniors before, but none of them were caught in the end."
When Huang Meiren heard this, his expression turned ugly. Basically, the monks in the Wei Kingdom had some contacts with each other. Now that this big-mouthed Fairy Feng knows about it, other monks in the Danjie stage will know about it soon. .
Huangmei Zhenren's face turned a little dark, and he continued without further explanation: "I just asked those mortals. There are six of them in total, and two monsters."
"It's hard to say how many others there are among these six, but there must be Lu Kun and Qin Yushu. They are the most important."
"In addition to this news, I also know that they are using two flying magic weapons. Now I am sure."
Fairy Feng asked in confusion: "Why, did you encounter other flying magic weapons before?"
"Hmph, that is a top-notch treasure that can penetrate the forbidden formation. I suspect it is a magic weapon-level flying magic weapon. I don't know what method the Yueyang Sect used to enable several foundation-building monks to activate it."
Fairy Feng looked at the Demon Spirit Sect's alchemy-forming monk, frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist Huangmei, you've been talking for a long time, why don't you rush after me?"
Taoist Huangmei chuckled and said: "Those mortals still vaguely heard their conversation, saying that they were going to Zhongzhou, but there is another reason why I am not panicking."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a broken token.
"Isn't this the Soul Card?" Fairy Feng recognized this thing at a glance.
Not long ago, she and Taoist Huang Mei were patrolling in the distance. When they saw Huang Mei take out a small broken token from the storage bag, which was the Soul Tablet, they knew that a disciple had been killed. .
The Demon Spirit Sect was also thoughtful. In addition to letting these disciples set up the spirit-sensing array, they also placed the soul tokens of these foundation-building disciples in the hands of Master Huang Mei.
In this way, we can immediately know the location of the Yueyang Sect's fish that slipped through the net. What's more important is that these foundation-building disciples have been secretly cast a soul-chasing spell.
I saw fellow Taoist Huangmei holding a white dharma plate in one hand, and a black light flashing in the other hand. A faint aura was taken out from the broken soul token.
Throwing it into the Dharma plate next to it, Taoist Huangmei finally muttered something, and this soul aura gradually appeared as an arrow in the white Dharma plate.
Di Liuliu turned around and pointed in one direction.
Seeing this, Fairy Feng suddenly realized that she obviously knew this soul-chasing spell.
The Demon Spirit Sect disciple who was killed by Lu Kun before was released from this spell, so Lu Kun who killed him would be contaminated by the soul of the deceased and his consciousness.
In this way, by releasing the soul chasing spell, Taoist Huangmei with the soul card can track these soul auras.
After Taoist Huang Mei clearly saw the direction of the arrow, he was stunned for a moment, and then started to curse: "These guys almost tricked us into misleading us into going to Zhongzhou, but we were actually going to Cangzhou."
After saying this, Taoist Huangmei flew in the direction pointed by the arrow.
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Lu Kun was flying in the sky, using water-attribute magic power to adjust his breathing. Just when Taoist Huangmei released the tracking spell, Lu Kun suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light shot out of his eyes.
Zhao Qingtian immediately turned around and asked doubtfully: "Master, what's wrong with you? Were you just injured?"
Zhao Qingtian admired his master very much. He had the same cultivation level as him and the same physical training, but his master could kill enemies in the foundation building stage with one move. He could only deal with those in the Qi refining stage.
Lu Kun looked a little confused and said, "I just suddenly felt something strange in my consciousness. After careful inspection, it disappeared."
"Could it be that we still have residual Fusion Energy Demonic Qi in us?" Zhao Qingtian immediately thought of a terrifying possibility.
Lu Kun shook his head and said: "I have heard people say that the magic energy of Fusion will only be attached to the mana of Dantian and has nothing to do with spiritual consciousness."
Zhao Xueer suddenly said at this time: "Master, your spiritual consciousness is stronger than ours, and you are also practicing the second half of your spiritual sense. Since you feel something strange, there must be a reason."
"Could it be that he was given a tracking mark during the battle just now?"
Lu Kun pondered for a while. The previous battles had all happened in a flash of lightning, and he had also consumed his blood and essence, so he didn't notice anything strange at all.
However, he agreed with Zhao Xueer's statement and said cautiously: "Let's be careful. Let's separate again."
"Qingtian, Xue'er, Yuxuan, the three of you, together, all restrained your magic power and pretended to be mortals. If you don't let your spiritual consciousness go out, you should not be able to find it with a quick glance of the monks in the Danjie stage."
"As for Xiaoyun, he's with me."
"Roar"
Just when Lu Kun was making arrangements, the little silver-spotted leopard at his feet screamed in dissatisfaction.
Lu Kun laughed dumbly and said: "Qingtian, take Xiaohui away, be safe."
While Zhao Qingtian controlled the flying boat to land, he said: "Master, you are small, how about Xiao Hui follow you?"
"No, I completely disguised myself as a mortal. Xiaoyun showed his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi refining. This is safer."
"According to our earliest discussion, we will meet at Canglan City in Cangzhou."
"Yes, Master."
While talking, several people landed on the grassland, each put on the prepared herders' clothes, divided into two groups, and walked away.
After Lu Kun landed, he very cautiously used the magical power of the Hidden Spirit Root to hide his spiritual consciousness. Even the Nascent Soul Stage monks in front of him would only think that he was a mortal.
