Lu Dong fought with those scattered immortals before, and he suffered a lot of injuries on his body, large and small.

Then, Xiao Yao asked a few more questions why the disciples of the Lumen Pavilion were left with him and Xu Qiang now, and the answer that Lu Yu told him was similar to what he thought before, just like the Zhenlong Sword Sect, in the mist, they were all separated.

It's just that unlike them, Mu Feng Luoyin and others are the main troops of the Zhenlong Sword Sect, while Lu Dong and Xu Qiang are completely separated from the large army.

"Where are you going next?" Mu Feng walked up to Lu Yu and asked.

"Go find my brother. Lu Zheng said.

Mu Feng nodded and didn't say anything.

Luo Yin said, "But now that the situation here is so complicated, where are you going to find your senior brother? Maybe there will be other dangers!"

Lu Dong's eyes dimmed again.

Mu Feng glanced at Luo Yin, a little helpless.

Gao Liujiang was also laughed at by Luo Yin.

"If he wants to leave, let him go, and take care of what he does!" Gao Liujiang said.

Luo Yin was a little helpless, and she didn't know if she had said something wrong just now, so she didn't dare to open her mouth again for a while.

Xiao Yao patted her shoulder and whispered, "It's okay." ”

Luo Yin felt that the three words that Xiao Yao said were simply endowed with a strange power.

After hearing these three words, Luo Yin suddenly became less flustered than before.

She felt that this must be another magical ability of Xiao Yao in addition to talking and singing and shattering the Dao hearts of other immortals.

If Xiao Yao knew what Luo Yin thought in his heart, he would definitely cry out aggrievedly, this is a misunderstanding of himself that is getting bigger and bigger!

"Why don't you follow us first. Mu Feng glanced at Xiao Yao, and his gaze fell on Lu Yu again.

Lu Dong was slightly stunned, but when he found the impatient eyes of Gao Liujiang and the other disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect, he still smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Forget it, I'll just go and find my senior brothers myself." ”

Mu Feng sighed and didn't say anything more.

Lu Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, recovered his body injuries slightly, and then stood up and left at a slow pace.

Looking at his back, he seemed to be a little hesitant.

It's just that Xiao Yao can't have the slightest sympathy for him.

As for the Zhenlong Sword Sect's side, Xiao Yao was still very able to understand them.

Although Mu Feng was very righteous, now he was the leader of all the disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect, and any choice he made had to be based on safeguarding the interests of the disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect.

Just like before, because Lu Dong didn't listen to persuasion, this caused him and Xu Qiang to almost die at the hands of those scattered immortals.

Even if Mu Feng felt that the immortal clan named Lu Dong had a good personality, but he still knew too little about Lu Dong, everything was in case, and the lessons of Lu Dong and Xu Qiang, the disciples of Lumen Pavilion, were in front of him, how could he repeat the mistakes of the past?

"Let's move on. Mu Feng turned his face and said, and walked to Xiao Yao's side again.

"Ahem, Brother Wu Xiao, you won't blame me, will you?" Mu Feng whispered.

He knew that if he really wanted to keep Lu Dong before, he would definitely be able to do it.

However, he did not do so.

He knew, so Xiao Yao would definitely understand.

It's kind of a straightforward conversation.

Xiao Yao looked at Mu Feng and laughed, of course he didn't think there was anything wrong with Mu Feng's approach, in fact, he was quite curious, and asked the doubts in his heart at the moment: "You think it's unreliable to take Lu Dong, why do you think you can take me?"

Mu Feng thought for a while and said with a smile: "Because I think you're different!"

"What's the difference?" Xiao Yao asked, "just because I'm good-looking?"

"Forehead......" Mu Feng was a little stuck in an instant.

He suddenly didn't know how to continue talking.

Luo Yin couldn't help but laugh.

"How good-looking are you?"

Xiao Yao glanced at Luo Yin and asked, "Where am I not good-looking?"

Luo Yin stared at Xiao Yao carefully for a while, shook his head and couldn't speak, although Xiao Yao's current appearance is not particularly handsome, but his facial features are also good, and he can't talk about anything that is not good-looking.

But...... That doesn't mean you're good-looking!

"You're quite generous to Luo Yin, is this a reason?" asked Mu Feng.

Xiao Yao nodded, feeling that he could barely say the past.

......Suddenly, a sharp beast roar broke the silence at this time.

Mu Feng quickly jumped onto a stone and stretched out a hand.

The disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect who followed him all hurriedly stopped.

The front is calm again.

"Let's go, go over and have a look!" Mu Feng finished speaking, and the speed under his feet sped up a lot.

Xiao Yao and those disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect also followed.

"There's blood on the ground!" Luo Yin, who was walking with his head down, suddenly spoke.

Mu Feng walked up to him, squatted down to take a look, and nodded.

"It's the blood of the immortals. Mu Feng's expression was solemn.

"Was there any battle before?" Luo Yin asked cautiously, taking two steps back from her feet, which was completely a natural reaction.

"Not really. Xiao Yao shook his head, "There are no traces of a fight nearby. "The most crucial factor is that he didn't perceive the remnants of the fighting aura around him when he used his divine sense, that is, it couldn't be that there were immortals fighting here.

Takayanagi climbed onto a tree to take a look at the surrounding situation, but because of the mist, he couldn't see anything, and slipped down from the trunk again.

He thought for a moment to express his opinion: "I think it should have something to do with the previous beast roar. ”

Mu Feng was surprised: "Could it be that there are still strange beasts here?"

Xiao Yao opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Wu Xiao, are you trying to say something?" Luo Yin was very observant and noticed this scene.

Xiao Yao smiled and shook his head.

Originally, he wanted to say that it wasn't necessarily a strange beast, and his divine sense was too powerful to be used now, but he didn't notice any signs of the existence of the alien beast nearby.

Although the possibility of the existence of alien beasts cannot be ruled out 100%, in Xiao Yao's opinion, the possibility of alien beasts is very small.

It's just that Xiao Yao can't explain these words to them, after all, most of the immortal clan's divine consciousness can't function now, even if it can, it is a distance of more than ten meters.

But this does not prevent Xiao Yao from making his own judgment.

He always felt that there might be a very terrible existence here.

At the very least, it's much scarier than the alien beasts.

"Senior Brother Mu Feng, come quickly!" At this time, a disciple of the Zhenlong Sword Sect not far away suddenly raised his head and shouted.

The surrounding Zhenlong Sword Sect was all approaching in the direction of the shouting disciple.

When they walked to the front, Mu Feng and the other immortals found that the shouting disciple's face was pale for a while, and at the same time, there was a bloody head under his feet.

That head, Xiao Yao couldn't find a suitable adjective to describe it for a while.

The flesh on his face was bitten off a few pieces, revealing Sen Sen's skull, blood still flowing down, and his eyes were wide, as if he had seen a heinous and terrifying picture before he died.

"What's going on?" Mu Feng took a deep breath and subconsciously asked.

At the moment, whether it was Xiao Yao or those disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect, there was no way to answer Mu Feng's question.

Luo Yin was frightened enough, and subconsciously hid behind Xiao Yao.

"Everyone be careful, the danger may still be around. Xiao Yao said in a deep voice.

The faces of those disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect also became even more ugly.

Xiao Yao is not as calm as before.

His divine sense was obviously still functional, but at this time, he couldn't even detect anything.

It seems that that kind of dangerous existence has the ability to avoid the prying eyes of Xiao Yao's divine sense.

At this moment, another scream rang out.

"What's going on!" Mu Feng roared.

A disciple of the Zhenlong Sword Sect trembled: "Bai Yu is gone!"

Mu Feng frowned, and quickly said, "Everyone, form a circle with your backs to each other!"

He completely understood, what Xiao Yao said just now was good.

The crisis did not leave, but hid by their side.

At that moment, something suddenly fell from the sky.

Another head with a few pieces of meat missing.

His eyes widened and he looked at Luo Yin.

Luo Yin screamed in fright and quickly hid behind Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao kicked the head out with a kick.

At the same time, a golden light burst out from Xiao Yao's body, levitating in front of him.

All the disciples, more and more panicked.

"That head...... It's Bai Yu's!" a disciple whispered.

"What the hell is it!"

"Who's it? Get out!"

Those disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect roared angrily one by one.

There is some meaning of lust and guilt.

They are hiding their fears in this way.

Even if it is an immortal clan, there is also a feeling of fear.

Xiao Yao didn't shout, just looked around.

Finally......

What is it?

Suddenly, another gust of cold wind came from behind him.

Xiao Yao subconsciously turned around, but found that a red light appeared in front of him, and the long sword shining with golden light immediately blocked in front of him as Xiao Yao moved his mind, and collided with the red light, and suddenly made a "bang" sound, and then, the red light disappeared.

It's like it never happened.

"What is it?" Luo Yin asked, grabbing Xiao Yao's arm.

Xiao Yao shook his head.

All he saw was a red light.

Other than that, there is nothing.

But he knew very well in his heart that the red light was just a way to obscure his vision and qi, not himself.

"Stay by my side and don't run around. Xiao Yao said.

Luo Yin nodded vigorously.

Immediately afterward, Xiao Yao noticed that the ground under his feet trembled slightly.

He snorted coldly, activated the power of Tai Chi in his body, and stomped down.

Suddenly, the soil beneath his feet calmed down again.

But before Xiao Yao could breathe a sigh of relief, a disciple of the Zhenlong Sword Sect who was only five or six steps away from Xiao Yao seemed to be pulled by some monster hidden in the soil.

Dragged into the soil.

"Poof"

"Poof"

Blood is like a fountain.

A spring was punched out of the soil and came out.

Foaming with blood......

(Count the third shift, predict what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown...... ）

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