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His eyes widened and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

The Spirit Gold Vein has recently been soaked up by thousands of monks due to theft, and now there is barely a fly in sight. Why did such a fat orange cat come out of the depths of the vein?

Before the bald monk could figure out the situation, a dark shadow passed in front of him, making him vigilant.

"Someone!" he shouted, and the other monks around him turned back, and even more stubborn patrols and guards took action.

"Here's a team to find out who this guy is?" the bald overseer roared, quickly shifting the transfer from the orange cat to the Shadow Man.

Compared to the person represented by the black shadow, this orange cat is almost insignificant, and there is no aura on its body, it is obviously just an ordinary orange cat.

Such an orange cat, even if it strayed into the spiritual gold vein, it was unlikely that it would be possible to steal the spiritual gold, so it was naturally ignored by the bald overseer.

A large number of monks surrounded Zhen Yinjian's direction, but instead let go of the orange cat skewers.

"It's still the king's cleverness, the lackey of the upper realm, don't want to hurt the king in the slightest, hum!" The orange cat skewered deftly passed in front of a large number of monks, and the exit was not far in front of him.

As long as it escapes from the spiritual gold vein, then it will be high in the sky and let the birds fly, and the sea will be wide and the fish will jump.

With its ability, it is not limited by the terrain, and has a great probability of throwing off the pursuers behind it. In this way, you can find temporary security.

Seeing that the orange cat was about to escape from the entrance of the grotto, and a large number of Giant Spirit Sect monks gathered on his side, Zhen Yinjian somewhat knew the fat cat's thoughts.

"Alas, this brain is still very good, why did you run away when you saw me?" Zhen Yinjian smiled bitterly, no longer hiding his tracks, his mana exploded, his body was like an arrow offline, and he rushed out of the encirclement with a thud.

"Fuck, you bunch of shit, don't let this thief get away. Throw out your weapon, be sure to delay this person!" Seeing that the black shadow turned into a young monk, he broke out of the encirclement and was about to escape from the grotto. The bald overseer was beating wildly and shouted angrily.

He had already concluded that Zhen Yinjian was a spirit gold thief, so he couldn't let this fang escape. Otherwise, he, the overseer, will inevitably be blamed for the ineffective guards, and no matter how much money he uses, he will not be able to protect himself.

And looking at the young man's cultivation, he is already extremely strong. According to his clumsy vision, at least it is the existence of the level of Dao artistic conception.

This kind of strength is almost an elder-level existence in the Giant Spirit Sect, where can these Innate Realm cultivators solve it?

But even so, he didn't dare to let the other party go like this, but ordered his subordinates to throw out magic weapons to slow down the speed of the person's escape. He hid aside and used the sound transmission magic device to inform the sect that he had discovered this strong man who stole the spirit gold.

With so many people using magic weapons to stabilize this person, although he can't be seriously injured, as long as he slows down and delays time, waiting for the high-level of the sect to come, he will naturally have an understanding of this matter.

In this way, not only will he not be held responsible, but he will be rewarded by the sect for his meritorious service in warning and stopping the enemy. And that made him very satisfied.

Of course, the bald overseer also knew the risk of intercepting the young monk, and found a conspicuous corner to hide, just for fear of being attacked and losing his life in vain.

If things go according to his plan, the theft of this spiritual gold mine will not only not make him lose his official position, but will be a great benefit!

Thinking of this, the bald overseer felt more and more that he was wise and clever!

Sure enough, according to the order of the bald overseer, hundreds of monks at this moment threw out magic weapons and controlled them to stop Zhen Yinjian.

Unfortunately, many times things don't go as planned. And the arrangements made by the weak are also limited to vision and are difficult to be effective.

When he switched to Zhen Yinjian, he couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw the magic weapon in the sky coming towards him.

These low-level magic weapons, or swords or knives or sticks, seemed to be full of momentum and might, forming a shadow of a heavenly weapon, but for Zhen Yinjian, I am afraid that it was no different from the power of weapons used by ordinary mortals.

The magic weapon of the Innate Realm smashed at him, and it wouldn't even let him have a move*. He let these hundreds of magic weapons smash on his body, and they all shattered with a click, and the speed of his body explosion did not decrease at all, and he flew out of the grotto in an instant.

"How is that possible?" the bald overseer's eyes widened, his mouth wide open enough to swallow his fist, and a cold sweat dripping down his back.

The young thief had just escaped, and the addition of hundreds of magic weapons had not slowed him down, let alone been injured. And all these magic weapons were destroyed by him, as if the other party just did it.

With such strength, isn't it the same as the great sect master of the Giant Spirit Sect, almost as strong as the peak of the Dao artistic conception?

This thief has such strength that he himself tried to intercept it. If it weren't for the other party's lack of intentions, I'm afraid that thousands of people here would be killed in an instant!

It was only then that the bald overseer sat down on the ground, in a cold sweat and speechless.

He had understood that the young thief was not something he could handle.

Outside the grotto, the orange cat skewers suddenly burst out with a body of mana, as fast as lightning, rushing all the way to the mountains and forests.

At this moment, it no longer hides its strength, but bursts out with all its might, without any reservations.

This orange cat knew very well in his heart that the strength of the people from the above realm must be far superior to him. Even if he used these Giant Spirit Sect people to block it a little, it wouldn't have too much effect, and at most he would open up the time distance of five breaths.

And as long as it escapes in time, and then uses its supernatural powers to cover its own aura, it still has a good chance to get rid of this person.

After feeling the breath of the pursuers behind him fly out of the grotto, the orange cat skewers rushed headlong into the pile of people from the Giant Spirit Sect on the periphery.

These patrolling monks were accustomed to lowly realms, but fortunately there were many people, and they could delay him a little.

"This little orange cat is playing hide and seek with me. Zhen Yinjian was a little speechless. He felt the orange cat trying to bring him into the crowd.

Compared to his orange cat, the monks of the Giant Spirit Sect were still more interested in him.

Seeing Zhen Yinjian pursuing, these lowly monks attacked him one after another. Although he couldn't do any real damage to him, it did affect his speed in the slightest.

And there are so many monks, and under the influence of this, the distance between him and the orange cat skewers has gradually widened.

"It can't be more conservative. Zhen Yinjian sighed, knowing that the opportunity to find the orange cat skewers was quite rare, if he let it go this time, it would be difficult to find the other party in the future.

In this way, he gave up the idea of keeping his hand on the monk in front of him, and swept away with the strength of the Dao Artistic Conception. Whether the monks attacked him or not, they repelled it.

In this way, the speed of the march was no longer sluggish, and although the monks of the Giant Spirit Sect who were repelled by him vomited blood and fell, fortunately, they did not have to worry about their lives.