After only a moment after Lingfeng escaped, the Zixiao Zhenren led a group of people to the boulder where the Pudu monk was, Zixiao Zhenren looked down at the Pudu monk with anger and unwillingness, first happy, and then his face showed a touch of hideousness, after snorting coldly, Sen Ran said: "Pudu monk, you can't escape, obediently hand over the Thousand Illusion Fruit, the old man can still give you a happy death." ”

Facing Zixiao Zhenren's aggressive tone, Monk Pudu sneered and said, "The Thousand Illusion Fruit is no longer on me, you are a step too late, you have been taken away, hmph, if you want to gnaw this bone of the old man, you must also be prepared to lose a few teeth." ”

"The Thousand Illusion Fruit was taken away?" Zixiao Zhenren frowned at first, but then he was a little surprised in his heart, the Thousand Illusion Fruit was something that their palace fancied, even if others didn't know that they were from the Palace, they saw that they were now dispatching to win the Thousand Illusion Fruit, and they had to weigh it before seizing it

After thinking for a while, Zixiao Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a piercing cold light in his cloudy old eyes, and he stared directly at Monk Pudu and said, "Pudu, you don't have to fool the old man, otherwise, you know what the consequences are." ”

Monk Pudu smiled disdainfully, looked at the direction where Lingfeng had gone, and said a little unwillingly: "If you don't believe it, you will know after you investigate it yourself, the old man has no heart to play here with you." ”

Monk Pudu's voice fell, and his body suddenly flew up from the boulder, and after glancing at Zixiao Zhenren, he fled towards the distance at great speed.

The entourage behind Zixiao Zhenren just wanted to stop Monk Pudu, but was stopped by Zixiao Zhenren's words, when he just arrived above the boulder, Zixiao Zhenren had probed the surrounding breath, in those breaths, in addition to Monk Pudu and their group, there was an extremely vague aura, if he wasn't careful enough, I am afraid that aura would be ignored by him.

"It seems that what Monk Pudu said is true, but I don't know who it is who dares to pull teeth from my palace." After Zixiao Zhenren looked in the direction where the Pudu monk disappeared for a while, he decided to give up the pursuit of the Pudu monk, the purpose of his trip was to capture the Thousand Phantom Fruit, and now the Thousand Phantom Fruit is no longer in the hands of the Pudu Monk, and it is useless to chase him, plus the Pudu Monk is very good at cultivation, and it is impossible to kill him in a short time.

"Don't think that you have hidden your breath, the old man can't do anything about you." Zixiao Zhenren's palm moved, and then a delicate disc with a flashing red brilliance was suspended in front of him, and the palm slapped his chest, accompanied by a muffled sound, Zixiao Zhenren's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of viscous essence blood spurted out, and it accurately fell on the delicate disc.

"I didn't expect Lord Zixiao to even sacrifice the Xuan Trace Disk!" At the moment when the Xuan Trace Disk appeared, the entourage behind Zixiao Zhenren was suddenly shocked, this Xuan Xuan Disk is a holy weapon, its function is to track the breath, and if you want to urge the Xuan Trace Disk, you must use your own essence and blood to urge, Zixiao Zhenren in the eyes of those of them who have cultivated mediocre, like a god, but now they are forced to use the Xuan Trace Disk, even if they are fools, they can also see that Zixiao Zhenren is not allowed to do it, although Ouyang Tianming usually seems to be peaceful, but if he really starts a fire, I'm afraid that there are few people in the palace who can withstand it, if the capture of the Thousand Illusion Fruit fails this time, then what awaits them will be an extremely serious punishment, even if it is Zixiao Zhenren, it is difficult to escape the blame.

Zixiao Zhenren turned his head to look at the pale entourage, suppressing the anger in his heart, if it weren't for the temporary need for these people, he would have slapped these useless rice buckets to death, after taking a deep breath, he turned his head to urge the spiritual power, and immersed the spiritual sense into the Xuan Trace Disk, after a while, Zixiao Zhenren frowned, and said strangely: "There are two breaths, what's going on?" ”

In Zixiao Zhenren's investigation, he found two breaths, one blue and one red, the blue breath was so small that it could be ignored, although the red breath was stronger than the blue breath, but it was also so weak that it could be ignored, and Zixiao Zhenren couldn't see these two breaths at all without the help of the Xuan Trace Disk.

However, Zixiao Zhenren naturally didn't know, it was the breath of the Sword Spirit and Lingfeng, after thinking for a while, Zixiao Zhenren didn't expect the spirit body to say it, snorted coldly, and said: "Pretend to be a ghost, chase me!" ”

When the words fell, Zixiao Zhenren took the lead in urging the spiritual power, chasing after the two extremely faint breaths, but behind him, those entourages had a happy face and hurriedly followed.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and after Lingfeng got the Thousand Illusion Fruit, it was with the help of the powerful spiritual power of the sword spirit that he ran wildly for an hour before he carefully landed on the top of a mountain, wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked into the distance, and muttered: "It's finally safe, if it weren't for the fact that Monk Pudu was already seriously injured, and he was wary of you, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to get the Thousand Illusion Fruit today." ”

"Don't be too happy too early, the people from the palace are about to chase after you, although the Zixiao Zhenren is not as good as the Pudu monk, but in my current state, it is no problem to ensure that you leave, but it is a little difficult to kill the old immortal." The sword spirit floated out from Lingfeng's body, only to see that his body had become a little illusory due to the previous consumption, his eyes looked solemnly into the distance, and he frowned.

Hearing Sword Spirit's words, Ling Feng's heart was suddenly shocked, and he said anxiously: "Then what should I do?" That old guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, if he bumps into him, although with my identity, Ouyang Tianming will not do anything to me on the surface, but how can I gain a foothold in Lingxi City in the future? "That Zixiao Zhenren is originally from the palace, if he bumps into him, Lingfeng can move out of Ouyang Tianming to suppress him, but if this matter is known by Ouyang Tianming, it will inevitably make the relationship between Lingfeng and Ouyang Tianming develop to an extremely bad level, this kind of result is not what Lingfeng is willing to see.

"Don't worry, since I dare to stop, I naturally have a way to deal with this old guy." After the sword spirit glanced at Ling Feng, he put his hands behind his back, and said in a somewhat disdainful tone.

After Ling Feng let out a sigh, he looked at the sword spirit and said, "What method do you have?" ”

Jian Ling ignored Ling Feng, but his tone suddenly became stern, and said, "Old fellow, you still haven't come out yet?" Is it possible to wait until this kid dies before coming out? ”

Ling Feng, who was directly listening to Sword Spirit's words, was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes involuntarily looked at his chest, and a touch of green light flashed from his chest, and the illusory body of the medicine spirit appeared in front of Ling Feng.

"This ......" Lingfeng was a little puzzled, what was the use of summoning the medicine spirit at this time?

"Hehe, little one, do you finally need my help?" Yao Ling smiled, ignoring Ling Feng's somewhat blank gaze, his hands were folded, and suddenly an emerald green light lit up from his palms, and then, under Ling Feng's stunned gaze, Yao Ling's entire body turned into a bead of ordinary medicinal herbs.

After the medicine spirit turned into a medicinal herb, the sword spirit parted his palms and shouted in a low voice: "Points! ”

As the shouts of the sword spirit fell, after a flicker, his body suddenly divided into two sword spirits, three sword spirits, you look at me, I look at you, smiled at each other, and said at the same time: "Lingfeng, you come here." ”

Although Lingfeng didn't know what the sword spirit was going to do, he still walked in front of the sword spirit, and then the sword spirit made a move in his palm, which was to draw a trace of spiritual power from the body of the spirit peak, and with a flick of his fingers, the trace of spirit was divided into two and drilled into the body of the two sword spirits respectively.

"Go!" The sword spirit waved with one hand, and then the two differentiated sword spirits turned into two streamers and galloped away in two different directions.

After the sword spirit did all this, Ling Feng immediately understood the intention of the sword spirit, and used the two clones, carrying the breath of the two of them, to lure the Zixiao real person away, and after amazing for a while, Ling Feng also had to admire the sword spirit's means.

"There's no time to be surprised right now." The sword spirit grabbed Lingfeng, pointed his finger at the herb transformed by the medicine spirit, and after a red light flashed, a spatial crack appeared above the medicinal herb, and then the figure of Lingfeng flashed, and it entered the crack, after their figure disappeared, the spatial crack disappeared in an instant, leaving only a bead of ordinary medicinal herbs turned by the medicinal spirit on the ground.