"I didn't expect the Heavenly Demon Tower to be able to move a short distance in the spatial turbulence!"

On the mountainside of Tailing Peak, in the elite accommodation area, Su Fan lay on the bed in his room and said leisurely.

It had been three days since he had last snatched the Soul Gathering Great Array Energy Core, and he had returned to his residence safe and sound under the care of the Heavenly Demon Tower.

In the past three days, the entire Tailing Sect has exploded, after all, it is not a glorious thing that the core of the Soul Gathering Great Array was snatched away in front of everyone.

Many disciples have been sent out to find clues to the energy core, and Tailing Feng, who was very lively in the past, has been extremely deserted in the past two days.

"Calculate the time, it's time for me to set off!" Su Fan said in a low voice.

He hadn't forgotten the five-star mission that Elder Yuan had given him, and he was just going to gather at the west gate of Tailing City today.

Su Fan stood up, sorted out some necessities for the road, pushed open the house and walked out.

When he went out, Su Fan went down the mountain road without hesitation, showed his identity card at the mountain gate, paid three hundred gold coins to the disciples guarding the mountain, rented a jujube red horse, and drove away.

......

Not long after Su Fan descended the mountain, the news spread into a dark hut in Tailing Peak.

"Hades, then Su Fan has already gone down the mountain!" a black shadow half-knelt on the ground and reported to the black-robed man in front of him.

"Finally down the mountain!"

Hadiichi raised his head to reveal a pair of cold eyes.

"It's time for my pawns to move!"

"After a thousand years of waiting, the black sun of my religion is finally going to shine on the world, and it will be ......."

Whoa!

A swarm of squeaky bats flew out of the dark shadows......

......

Tailing Feng Torture Hall.

In a hall in the backyard of the torture hall, a white-haired old man sat on a Taishi chair with his eyes closed, and a disciple in front of him was prostrate on the ground and said, "Elder Cui, that Su Fan went down the mountain half an hour ago!"

"The little beast has come down the mountain?" The old man opened his eyes slightly, and a thick killing intent flashed in his pupils: "Okay, okay, the old man has finally waited for this day!"

A gust of wind blew, and the Taishi's chair was empty in a blink of an eye, leaving only the disciple who had come to pay his respects standing in place in a daze.

......

Almost at the same moment, the news of Su Fan's departure on Tailing Peak was transmitted to the hands of the major forces through different channels.

All the forces or individuals who had plots against Su Fan moved one after another, and a big net slowly opened around Su Fan.

......

Su Fan rode a jujube red horse and galloped on the flat mountain road against the mountain wind, and in the distance, the huge outline of Tailing City had gradually emerged.

Not long after, Su Fan rode a horse to the bottom of the city, looking at the majestic Tailing City, Su Fan felt infinite emotion, the last time he entered this Tailing City, he was a fledgling soul boy, and now, he is an elite disciple of the Jiupin Sect.

Su Fan rode into the city, and the people guarding the city did not dare to stop him when they saw him wearing the outfit of an elite disciple of Tailing City.

After entering the city, Su Fan bought some supplies for the trip on the street, and rushed to the designated meeting place.

At this time, outside a small inn called "Liangxiao" near the west gate of Tailing City, hundreds of monks with all kinds of weapons were gathered, each of these monks exuded a strong aura, and none of them were below the soul master realm.

"Lou Shengzi, it's almost time, let's go!" Out of the crowd was a middle-aged fat man in his forties, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and saw him walk near the disciples of the Tailing Sect and say to a young man with a single knife hanging on his waist.

Among the more than 100 monks, more than 20 were disciples of the Tailing Sect, and the leader was this young man with a single sword on his waist.

This person's name is Lou Sifang, and he is an intermediate saint son of the Tailing Sect, who has cultivated to the fourth level of the Soul Monarch.

The Holy Son of the Tailing Sect is divided into, low-middle-high, and each level corresponds to the three levels of the Soul Monarch.

Lou Sifang glanced at the fat man, and said with a smile: "What's the hurry, we still have a junior brother who hasn't come!"

The middle-aged fat man's face was stunned, and Lou Sifang spoke with a high-minded appearance, which made him very unaccustomed to it, but Lou Sifang was the highest cultivator in this group, and there was no way if he was not used to it.

"Understood, then let's wait a little longer!" the middle-aged fat man said politely while nodding.

The middle-aged fat man retreated into the crowd, and the other monks he had recruited around him gathered around him and asked:

"Mr. Mu, when can we leave?"

"Yes, Mr. Mu, let's go early, the road to Huoluan Country is not close, and neighboring countries can't take a soul boat. ”

"Yes, it's just right now, so let's save some effort by getting on the road early!"

Hearing everyone's gossip, the middle-aged fat man smiled bitterly and said, "Everyone, it's not that I don't want to leave, it's true that there is a senior disciple of the Tailing Sect who hasn't come yet, so please wait for a while." ”

The middle-aged fat man's voice fell, and the noise around him suddenly stopped, and all the scattered cultivators looked at each other and dispersed one after another.

In Tianlin Country, Tailing Sect is a big mountain, and no one wants to offend.

"Mu Huai!"

At this time, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy walked out of the Mu family's team on the side, this young man was handsome, with a face like jade, a thin physique, and an unruly look in his expression.

"I've seen it, Young Master Mu Jun!" Seeing this, the middle-aged fat man Mu Huai hurriedly said Xing Li.

"Okay, don't salute, let me ask you, is the guy surnamed Su here!" Mu Jun waved his hand, looked at the crowd around him, and asked in a low voice.

A hint of cunning flashed in Mu Huai's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "I didn't see the young man on the portrait, I just asked Lou Shengzi, and Lou Shengzi said that there was still someone who didn't come!"

"Hmm!" Mu Jun's eyes narrowed when he heard this: "The person who didn't come must be that Su Fan!"

"We've been waiting here, and Su Fan won't leave until we wait!"

"Yes, Young Master Mu Jun!"

Not long after, the sound of clattering horses' hooves came from a distance, and the monks looked up to see a young man wearing the costume of an elite disciple of the Tailing Sect riding a horse.

"That's ...... Elite disciple of Tailing Sect!"

"Could it be that the person we are waiting for is just an elite disciple!"

"Cao, I thought it was some kind of great person, it turned out to be just a low-level soul warrior!"

When the scattered cultivators around saw that the person who came was actually just an elite disciple, they immediately felt a lot of slander in their hearts, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Su Fan rode to the meeting place and found that there were already many people here, and what made him strange was that some of these strangers looked at him with blue faces, looking like they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"Senior Brother Su, you're really slow to come!" At this time, the Quartet of the Holy Son Building on the side walked out of the group of disciples and said enthusiastically.