Wisps of light gray mist slowly seeped out from the ground, many of the people present were monks in the infant stage, and even some cultivators in the refining stage who were suppressed by cultivation, under normal circumstances, even in the fierce battle, they would be vigilant and would not take it lightly, but along with this wisps of gray mist, there was also a deliberately created illusion, everyone's attention was not attracted by each other's battles and Zifu Yuanguo, where would they notice these inconspicuous movements, only Xie Xiaoxian and Wei Shaoyou would observe so carefully…… I have to say that obscene people can really find some details that normal people can't find with their obscene eyes.

However, as the fog gradually thickened, the monks present also discovered the problem, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to the location of the Zifu Yuanguo.

"That's fake!"

One of the monks suddenly shouted, and slashed at the fruit tree with a flying sword.

"You're crazy!"

The nearby monks shouted one after another, and some tried to stop it, but it was too late...... However, as everyone watched in anger, the flying sword slashed the fruit tree horizontally, and after the sword light, the fruit tree was still intact.

"It's a fantasy!"

Someone shouted, and all the monks were looking for the true Purple Mansion Yuan Fruit.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the illusion was defeated by the joint efforts of many monks, and a figure swept away with the Purple Mansion Yuanguo, and immediately caught up with a large group of monks.

"Ruthless!"

Wei Shaoyou showed a look of admiration on his face, "The tiger's mouth grabs the food, and he will leave as soon as he dips it." Xie Xiaoxian, can you be sure that you can get her?"

"I am bound to get that magic weapon and the Purple Mansion Yuan Fruit. Xie Xiaoxian's face was gloomy, he drove away and chased after him without hesitation.

"Why bother. ”

Wei Shaoyou shook his head and followed.

"It's a tight chase. ”

Murong Xianxian didn't look back, nor did she use a special escape technique, she knew that these people would not give up lightly, so she deliberately gave those people a little hardship.

A mountain peak appeared in front of them, and the pursuers behind were getting closer and closer, and the sound of invective and surrender could be clearly heard.

"Die!"

When Murong Xianxian flew over the mountain peak, he stretched out his hand and shook it back, and a little starlight flew backwards.

What is it?

Although it was not clear what it was, the monk who was chasing after him instinctively slowed down and prepared for defense.

Rumble~

With a loud bang, the thunder spread out in an instant, heading towards the pursuers.

"It's Lei Zhu!"

Some of the monks exclaimed in surprise and stopped retreating, while others who didn't have time to stop immediately flew to both sides and crashed headlong into the power grid in the name of this.

"It's a pity that the last Tiangang Zhengyang Pearl. ”

Murong Xian sighed regretfully, she had already included the Zifu Yuan Fruit in the storage bracelet, and at this time, the electricity behind her was scorching, and she had already flown over the mountain. Covered by mountain peaks, Murong Xian stretched his hand to tear open a spatial crack and walked in calmly...... It didn't take long for that spatial rift to disappear.

The thunder net had completely dissipated almost in a breath, but the monks were depressed to find that there was no trace of the target to be pursued, not even a breath left.

"Do any of you know her?"

In the middle of the night, a monk asked angrily.

"I don't know, but the nun is easier to find after all, and there is no eye-catching sect logo on her clothes, so it is very likely that she is a casual cultivator. Another monk said.

"Hmph, as long as she's in Pointe-Noire, I'll find her sooner or later. The monk who questioned him said hatefully, but everyone knew that it was not very hopeful.

More than 100 miles away, Murong Xianxian calmly walked out of a spatial crack, with a smile on his face...... The Purple Mansion Yuan Fruit, which was scrambled by hundreds of monks, fell into her hands so lightly, and with it, Aunt Lei was able to condense the infant, and the damaged essence could also be restored. It's a pity that if my mother's original yuan hadn't been injured back then, if nothing else, she should be the same as Aunt Lei now...... Murong Xianxian's heart was unconsciously covered with a layer of sadness.

Suddenly, there was a huge fluctuation of spiritual power in the distance. Murong Xian was suddenly alert, raised his eyes to look in the direction where the fluctuations came from, and saw the sky in the distance, a round of red sun erupted, and a large area of the sky was illuminated by red light.

At the same time as that round of red sun appeared, dozens of rays of light flew up from below, magic weapons and flying swords attacked that round of red sun one after another, and several giant palms of mana illusion grabbed towards that round of red sun...... At the same time that these attacks were about to approach the red sun, the red sun suddenly burst out of the stars, in addition to some flying swords flexibly dodging, some magic weapons and those giant palms shattered one after another, the red sun flashed, flying into the distance, and those escapes followed one after another.

"Wu Bao!"

Murong Xian's eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. After a little thought, she did not chase after her, but flew towards the place where the red sun flew.

It's not that she doesn't care about the witch treasure, when she just recognized the witch treasure, she was also moved, but I don't know why, in the place where the witch treasure flew out, there was a faint fluctuation, as if calling her. You must know that witchcraft is the purest and most primitive way of energy operation between heaven and earth. Therefore, even the magic power of different attributes can have a subtle resonance.

That witch treasure was very powerful, and Murong Xianxian believed that with those monks, she might not be able to subdue it, but it was the fluctuations that came from the ruins that made her curious.

In the place where the red sun rose, more than a dozen figures were suspended in mid-air, and below was already a ruin, hundreds of cultivators of different cultivation levels searched and rummaged between the ruins, but they did not interfere with each other in the slightest.

"Wuding Divine Axe, it is really powerful, and there is really no exaggeration in the legend!"

A sigh came from the mouth of the monk who was headed in mid-air, this monk had white hair and white eyebrows, but he had the appearance of a young man, which looked indescribably weird, looking at the direction of the red sun flying away, his eyes were a little solemn.

"Senior Brother Daoming, the main thing is that you didn't really make a move, otherwise there should be no problem stopping it. A monk next to him said disapprovingly, but the eyes of the monk at the head were full of doubt.

Daoming smiled slightly, not disagreeing, but just waved his hand and said: "That Wuding Divine Axe is the treasure of the Wumen, buried in the ground for countless years, and the evil aura is thick, how can it be easy to ambush." Let it unleash some evil energy, and it will be much easier to ambush it again. Tongwei. ”

"The disciple is here. ”

As his voice fell, a tall monk with an indifferent face stepped forward and bowed deeply to Dao Ming: "You follow the past and wait for an opportunity to make a move, be careful not to conflict with people from other sects as much as possible, and if it is really necessary, be careful not to leave future troubles." ”

"The disciple understands. Tong Wei agreed, urged the flying sword, and flew in the direction where the red sun disappeared.

At this time, the monk who had spoken to Daoming before frowned slightly: "Senior Brother Daoming, the Wuding Divine Axe has been flying away for a while, and there are many people tracking them, with subtle means, I'm afraid it's not surprising that you can kill them all, you are so relieved?"

"Don't worry, that witch treasure is so easy to track, Tongwei has another tracking technique. And that witch treasure has its own spiritual wisdom, and it is not that it can be ambushed if it is cultivated high, and there is another opportunity in it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have just stood up just because I couldn't control it. Tongwei, this child, accidentally learned a witchcraft sixty years ago, and when he came, I calculated for him that there was a nearly ninety percent chance of obtaining this treasure. ”

"Ninety percent, no wonder the senior brother loves him so much!"

When the monk heard this, he immediately became excited, and his eyes were full of excitement: "It's just that this witch treasure is so powerful, can Tongwei control this witch treasure?"

"One point of strength, one point of power. Unless you are cultivating high-level witchcraft or reaching a certain level of strength, you don't want to fully exert the power of this witch treasure. Daoming said indifferently.

His voice paused slightly, as if he felt something, and sneered: "It seems that many old friends are very interested in this witch treasure, it seems that we should really pay more attention to it." ”

The monk who asked him immediately closed his eyes and exuded his senses...... Immediately followed by another cold snort, his face was ugly. He looked at the monks below and said, "Senior Brother Daoming, what should these people do below?"

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of clowns, they can't find anything. Daoming said disdainfully.

If he knew he would be a laughing stock, TD would never say that. It's just that now he didn't expect that the key to ambushing the Wuding Divine Axe was in the ruins at his feet, so he just glanced at it inadvertently and took people away. The monks who searched below were gradually disappointed after finding some broken copper tiles.

……

When Murong Xianxian came to this ruin, there were not many monks left, and when they saw that someone came to Taobao again, those monks seemed to have found solace, and they sneered and walked away.

"I'm sick. ”

Murong Xianxian muttered in a low voice, but he was no longer those people, and slowly radiated his divine consciousness to the surroundings, looking for the faint fluctuation...... Suddenly, her heart moved, her figure flickered, and she came to a ruin.

This is supposed to be a large hall, but the main body has basically collapsed, leaving only a few lonely huge pillars and a broken temple foundation, and the slightest fluctuation seems to have appeared below it.

"Go!"

Murong Xianxian snorted, clasped his palms together, pressed down slightly, and then abruptly parted his hands...... An invisible force split the bricks and stones piled up on the ruins to both sides, revealing a leveled foundation.

"Well, what is it?"

She noticed that between the masonry there was a swarthy thing rolling aside, and hurriedly reached out and took it in her hand...... That's right, it's the fluctuations that come out of this thing. RS