The mysterious cultivator grabbed the belt of the demon monster Hua and took him away like carrying a chicken, and Lu Fei's light curtain mirror did not chase the thunder hidden in the group of low-level minor monks.

Through the senses of the spirit ghosts, this self-righteous old guy couldn't escape from Lu Fei's palm, and by the way, Lu Fei found a more interesting little monk in the Qi refining period.

This is a little guy from Bihaimen, cultivating to the eleventh layer of the so-so Qi refining period. The reason why he caught Lu Fei's attention was entirely because he was too cautious himself, patronizing the surrounding movements along the way instead of picking and looking for medicinal herbs.

Sure that there was no danger around and no one hiding, the little guy from the Bihaimen took out a dark green jade plate, and after the true yuan mana was poured into it, a bird composed of spiritual light flew out of the jade plate.

As soon as it appeared, it flew straight in one direction, which made it difficult for the little friar who followed closely behind to lie high and low, and to beat around the bush.

Impatience is often prone to mistakes, and this monk of Bihaimen also encountered a similar problem.

Just as he was in a hurry to catch up with the tracking and positioning mark, his hurried figure had already fallen into the eyes of the monks except Lu Fei and Xi Wan.

The matter is very simple, a handsome male monk of the Bright Moon Sect is privately meeting a hot female cultivator of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and the two find a deserted place to discuss life.

The fact that this Bihaimen monk passed under their noses without dying, which even made the two of them suspect that it could not be a trap for the two of them, right?

Observing the aura mark in front of them, the two of them had a tacit understanding, and they tore and hid their figures, and followed.

The aura finally came to a dirt slope formed by a large amount of rocks and rotten branches and leaves, and drilled into it.

The monk of Bihaimen panted and followed here, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and checked that there was no danger around, but he didn't know why he was very uneasy!

He sat down and laid out some early warnings, defensive means, and meditated and pranayama. It's just that he doesn't know that very close to him, a moth attached to the bark of a tree passively accepts his image.

The two male and female monks and nuns who were some distance away from him carried a pot of blue liquid in their hands, and on the viscous water was the figure of the monk of Bihaimen.

"Little Sister Lanlan, he should be looking for this place, shall we go and destroy him directly?" The male monk of the Bright Moon Sect looked at the delicate little beauty half-held in his arms with a doting expression.

"No, what if there are any powerful prohibitions in this thing that we can't open? Dislike... Don't do this... Disturbed the little sheep. "The male monk is very hands-on, and soon the female monk couldn't even hold the pot of strange liquid, so she quickly put it on the ground, and she cooperated with the male monk behind her...

After meditating for a while, the trace of disgust in the heart of the Bihaimen monk disappeared, and he got up and flew around to look around, but he did not see anything unusual.

Then he flew away, and at this time the male and female monks were at the critical moment when they saw this scene and suddenly felt that the sky was thundering.

However, it was more important to compete for cultivation resources, and the two of them quickly separated to keep up, and even their clothes were messy.

But just when the two of them sensed the location of the Bihaimen monk from afar through some of the Imperial Spirit Sect's insect repellent beast methods, and were about to catch up, the turtle grandson flew back again.

It's still the mound full of vines covered with rocks, rotten branches and leaves.

Hiding their bodies again, the two men and women have secretly decided that they will definitely let the boy of Bihaimen survive and not die. If it weren't for the two of them busy with business, they would have been exposed.

The two of them are not afraid of exposing their whereabouts, they are afraid that this Bihaimen monk will run away, and the secret here needs special means to unravel them!

The Bihaimen monk finally put his mind at ease, and his next actions really verified the guesses of the male monks of the Bright Moon Sect and the female monks of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

The bony array plates and the flags that exuded a strange aura were placed by this Bihaimen monk with a special step and technique.

Suddenly, a slightly complicated magic circle was formed, and Lu Fei, who was watching the image from the light curtain from a distance, instantly knew that this was a magic circle like a séance.

The Bihaimen monk took out another altar made of white bones, and with extreme caution, he held up a fist-sized crystal beast head from a box that had nine layers of prohibitions sealed.

At this point, the magic circle was completely formed, and a mysterious power that people couldn't help but pursue appeared, but it was accompanied by an incomparably evil evil.

The Bihaimen monk began to dance in an ugly and ugly manner, taking out some flesh and blood and placing it on top of the bone altar as he danced. A hint of yin wind blew up, making the male and female monks hiding in the shadows feel cold all over their bodies. An aura of danger approached, and restless worries arose.

As soon as you look at this posture, you can know whether there is a gain this time, and it is difficult to say whether there is a gain this time, and the more you go to the back, the greater the danger to the two of them, but they are not sure what the harvest is.