A dark plane.

The cypress tomb Taoist spat out a mouthful of turbid blood.

"After crossing so many spaces, is your body still unable to bear it?" The Cypress Tomb Daoist breathed for a moment, and there was some confusion in his eyes, "What happened just now, after the Chen Heaven Domain was broken, I detected hundreds of terrifying auras and the power of some ordinary monks. ”

"Are you here to kill me?"

"Or have our tracks been exposed?"

"Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people chasing us, would they?"

There are many doubts about the people of the cypress tomb.

"However, if you know that we are in the Chentian Domain, why didn't you come to encircle me earlier?"

The conjuring spirit also had a puzzled look.

"Maybe there's something that exposes our place." "It's like finding a compass," he said. ”

"At least it has to be a magic weapon, right? I didn't see them holding this weapon all the time. "If they can really lock our position, we will run here, and we will soon have to evacuate again." ”

His hands began to form special magic circles.

"Nope."

"Zhen, Li, Dui, Kan, Xun, Kun, Qian, Gen."

"There is no one direction that has a special aura that captures our position."

The Taoist robe of the cypress tomb Taoist has no wind, his long hair is fluttering, and his head is covered with sweat, this secret method of exploring the surrounding environment is a huge consumption of spiritual energy, because this is an all-round search, and you can explore other realms through the entire space.

"Do you remember the guy I down?" The conjuring spirit basket hesitated for a moment and said, "It may have something to do with the magic weapon that guy is holding in his hand." ”

When the Tomb Priest heard the words of the Conjuring Urn, he fell into deep thought.

"And what is the purpose of this magic weapon?"

"Now there is no one to chase after them."

The people of the Hinoki Tomb Dao can live for so many years, and their analytical ability is naturally not weak.

The conjuring spirit said, "Maybe it's a supernatural power similar to the sound of a thousand miles, right?" ”

"It's impossible." The Cypress Tomb Daoist shook his head and said, "It is impossible for the sound of thousands of miles to be transmitted to so many people in one breath, and it is impossible to transmit it to so many monks in one breath, this is across an entire realm. ”

The two of them really couldn't figure it out.

"Why don't we go buy this artifact too?" The Conjuring came up with an idea.

"Buy? If it really has this effect, it must be a sky-high price. The Cypress Tomb Daoist snorted coldly and said, "Being able to achieve this level of long-distance communication, if such a treasure had been in the Witch Rebellion back then, their righteous path would not have won so hard." ”

For the first time, the Hinoki Tomb Daoist, who seemed to remember the past, showed a very annoyed look, and he sat down to rest while muttering to himself hatefully.

"Recuperate here for a few days."

"When my internal wounds are healed, I will try again."

"Two junior brothers, under Zhang Xuanliang." The old man from Qimen Hall arched his hand and said, "I really feel a little sorry for running away from this house. ”

His tone was full of pity and hatred.

Qimen Hall and the cypress tomb Taoist have been knotted.

Almost the moment the cypress tomb Daoist appeared, Qimen Tang used the best magic weapon in the sect to support them all the way from the remote area of the Zhongtian Domain to the Chentian Domain, but unfortunately, it was still a step too late.

The biggest thing that the people of the Hinoki Tomb did that year.

That is to kill a disciple of Qimen Hall who is the same age as Lu Luo.

But it doesn't matter if you kill it.

The Cypress Tomb Daoist also took away a set of secret techniques from Qimen Hall, and that set of secret techniques was about puppetry.

The secret methods of the corpse chasing sect are only corpse chasing techniques and summoning techniques, and the puppet art and the like are very proficient in Qimen Tang.

The Tomb Daoist refines zombies, studies all kinds of new corpse chasing techniques, and wants to learn from puppetry, but he really can't find the secret book, he does not hesitate to settle grudges, and after planning for a long time, he ambushes the disciples of Qimentang, kills several people and forcibly takes away the secret arts.

So far, Qimentang has formed a great grudge with the people of the cypress tomb.

"Two, let's clean up these zombies before we talk." Zhang Xuanliang looked at the countless zombies on the mountain gate of Taicang Sect in the Chentian Domain, and said with pity and sorrow in his heart.

Purging these worthless little zombies is very fast.

It's only five minutes.

It's been swept away.

And at this moment, the road is defeated, but he doesn't know that his reputation has resounded on the immortal network.

I have to say.

The media tend to be the fastest at disseminating information.

And since the user traffic of Xianwang's mobile phone has increased, the information spread has also been fast, and the most important thing is that Zhen Xuan has also broadcast live on the whole network, so that the heads-up battle between Lu Shi and the Taoist of the Hinoki Tomb was filmed.

Lu Defeat now doesn't know that he has become famous.

What's more.

The identity of Lu Defeat was also made into a collection of information.

"Ghost Valley is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!"

"It's a bit too much to be reasonable, 800 years old fights 4,000 years old, you can believe that you actually won the battle?"

"Watching the live broadcast, I was sweating profusely, is this the battle of the monks of the Transformation Period?"

"Wait! You seem to have overlooked a question, this big brother is actually a monk of the Tribulation Period? ”

"Right? Didn't Lu Fail say that he was a programmer of Xianwang? Specializing in helping Xianwang make programs, how can he still be a monk in the Tribulation Period? ”

"What's the scariest thing? Others are taller than you, more handsome than you, and know more things than you! ”

"By the way, I seem to have heard that the drop rate and other things in our game seem to be made by this great monk Lu, and his programmer seems to be specialized in these things."

"Fellow Daoists, I'm going to draw my sword, it's too much! It's really excessive, it turns out that the explosion rate was done by this bastard? It's too much! Recently, that new game, Demon Hunting, I've been fucking liver for almost two nights, and I don't have an SR card! ”

Stepping Heaven Sect.

Sect Meeting.

Luo Yin's expression was serious, and he slowly spoke: "Have you paid attention to today's events?" ”

The elders on the side bowed their heads, not knowing what they were doing.

Under the table, they stared at the screen of their phones.

"Bang-"

Luo Yin knocked on the table.

Recently, there has been another way for the elders of the Stepping Heaven Sect to vent their dissatisfaction, that is, when the sect master was talking, their group of elders pretended to ignore the sect master and played with their mobile phones, which was weird

The mobile phone developed by this ghost valley does have a tendency to become more addictive the more you play it.

Although Zhang Kaisheng doesn't like the movies shot by Lu Cheng very much.

But for mobile phones.

On the contrary, he has a very high rating.

In the final analysis, it is still a function of Xianwang mobile phone.

That function is music.

He loved the music in it.

Because he also understands music, he also plays instruments such as the guzheng.

But listening to the music in Xianwang's mobile phone, Zhang Kaisheng only felt that what he played before was simply a bunch of shit.

Especially when it's time for a meeting.

Put on your headphones.

Listen to dynamic electronic sounds.

While ignoring Luo Yin's, he enjoyed his own auditory feast.

It's really cool.