Retreats, no matter what form of retreat, are taboo to be disturbed.

Zhang Qingfeng sacrificed the Qianxun Sword Formation, and specially instructed the fat monk to protect the Dharma, coupled with the sword souls that escaped from the ground, all reminded the fat monk that Zhang Qingfeng had no ability to protect himself at this time.

The sword soul carries Zhang Qingfeng's spiritual sense, and the spiritual consciousness is out of the body, which means that the golden body is out of the body, and it will be incarnated into a thousand ways at a time, even if it is Zhang Qingfeng, it will take a great price to control, so the fat monk and the little black dragon swore to protect the hut to the death, delay as much as possible, and buy time for Zhang Qingfeng's golden body to return to the throne.

The battle had been going on for a whole day, and there was no movement in the hut.

This means that Zhang Qingfeng has not yet woken up from the state of the golden body out of his body, or in other words, his spiritual consciousness that has left his body has encountered trouble and cannot return to his physical body, otherwise, it is impossible for him to be unresponsive for so long.

Intercepting spiritual sense, this is a whimsical thing in the eyes of ordinary martial cultivators.

After all, spiritual consciousness is just a human thought, there is no shadow, no trace, how can you intercept it if you can't see its existence?

But the fat monk knows that it is not impossible to intercept the spiritual sense, as long as the other party is strong enough, he can even kill the physical body directly by destroying the spiritual sense!

On the contrary, once the physical body is destroyed, the skin will not be possessed, no matter how strong the Nine Realms are, as long as they do not ascend into the Ten Realms, it means that death is not far away.

The fat monk fell for the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain.

Judging from the nearly 100 black-robed wizards who appeared at the same time, the other party was obviously premeditated.

Even the huge palm that the little black dragon can slap away is more terrifying than the forbidden spell, and it is simply too easy to destroy a stone house that has lost any power protection.

The raging energy storm instantly crushed the stone house into a pile of stone dust.

The wizards were extremely precise in their control of power, and although they destroyed the stone house, it did not affect a single plant or tree in the house.

The scene in the house is finally exposed to all eyes.

A big bed, a table, four chairs, and a half-cut sword body inserted into the ground, and Zhang Qingfeng, who was originally guarding the room, is gone!

It was as if time had suddenly stopped at this moment.

Heaven and earth fell into a moment of dead silence.

"What about people?"

Not only the masters of the Black Witch Clan, but even the fat monk was stunned.

He clearly remembered that Zhang Qingfeng was in the house, and after the battle began, the breath fluctuations coming out of the house from time to time also reminded him all the time, why is the person not here now?

If it weren't for the intact appearance of those tables and chairs, the fat monk would definitely think that Zhang Qingfeng's body had been crushed into powder by that terrible giant palm, but this was obviously not the case.

"Big brother, left?"

The shock was followed by ecstasy.

The fat monk's self-blame and guilt were also alleviated with Zhang Qingfeng's disappearance.

Since the person is not there, it means that Zhang Qingfeng is still alive, although the fat monk can't figure out how he left, but the eldest brother is a god-like existence, and no matter how unbelievable things happen to him, he doesn't feel unusual.

A figure descended from the sky and landed among the black-robed wizards, it was Gegemu, the leader of the Wizard Regiment hidden in the shadows.

Look at the empty house.

Gegemu's face was extremely gloomy.

During the day, he suddenly received a message from His Majesty, asking him to find Zhang Qingfeng's body as soon as possible, and if necessary, he could do whatever it takes.

After Gegemu got the news, he knew that an accident had happened, so he mobilized the masters and powerhouses of the magic witch group to launch a strong attack on the small courtyard, turning the covert exchange into a life-and-death battle.

Although there are many masters of the magic and witch group, they just ran into the little black dragon, the nemesis of magic immunity, and finally had to dispatch melee guards in order to achieve a quick victory.

But it didn't work out.

The fat monk and the little black dragon protected the hut from wind and rain, and the terrible combat effectiveness and endless combat methods of the two turned the small courtyard into a hell on earth, and all the soldiers who rushed up were either killed or injured.

Unable to attack repeatedly, the morale of the witch group was extremely low, and in desperation, Gegemu used the forbidden spell!

In the choice of forbidden spells, Gegemu also put a lot of thought into it.

After all, His Majesty's order was to find Zhang Qingfeng's body, not to destroy it, so he had long seen that the little black dragon and the fat monk had not gone all out, and the forbidden spells he chose were all spells that could be accurately controlled in a small area.

As he wished, the little black dragon showed his true body and resisted the forbidden spell!

The moment he saw the little black dragon's body, Gegemu finally understood why this little black girl whose combat power far exceeded her own cultivation realm had such a terrifying ability to resist the law.

She turned out to be a dragon!

The dragon clan is the nemesis of all magic in the world, and it is said that the oldest spell spell evolved from the dragon language.

However, fortunately, this little dragon is obviously not an adult, and she is still a little short of real magic immunity, and the direct consequence of this gap is - breaking the defense!

Gegemu was originally just a tentative forbidden spell, but after seeing the body of the little black dragon, it became even more intense.

In his expectation, it would take at least five forbidden spells to completely damage the little black dragon, but who knew that just after the second time, the little black dragon spit out dragon breath and launched a devastating slaughter of the nearby clansmen.

At the same time, the fat monk who had been protecting the hut wanted to behead himself and rushed towards Xiaolou!

The fat monk's actions were in the arms of Gegemu, compared with the little black dragon who did not show his body, the fat monk holding a 40-meter knife was the object of his real headache, so he left a doppelganger fantasy on the small building, the purpose was to divert the tiger from the mountain.

Things are going exceptionally well.

As soon as the fat monk left, the magic witches who had been hiding around for a long time swarmed up, gathered the mana of nearly a hundred people and condensed a palm to slap the little black dragon away, and then destroyed the stone house below.

Who would have thought that although the goal was achieved, Zhang Qingfeng, who was supposed to be in retreat in the house, disappeared, which was tantamount to a loud slap in the face of Gegemu, you know, there can be a witch group here, his territory, if you can't find anyone, don't say whether His Majesty the Emperor will punish him, just for the sake of face, you can't say it.

"Damn!"

Gegemu's face was pale, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, and at this moment, a black-robed wizard couldn't resist his curiosity, stepped into the house, and came to the side of the half-cut sword body stuck in the ground.

This sword is not a part of the Law Witch Clan, nor does it belong to the Black Witch Clan, so it must have something to do with Zhang Qingfeng.

The black-robed wizard stretched out his hand and was about to draw his sword.

"Stop!"

Gegemu looked at the half-cut sword body inserted in the ground, and suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, and hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

It's too late.

The black-robed wizard's hand was just on the hilt of his sword.

The sword was not pulled out.

Because the moment his fingers touched the hilt of the sword, in the empty ruins, thousands of sword qi suddenly appeared out of thin air, and his short body was cut by more than a dozen sword qi almost instantly, and before he even had time to scream, he turned into a pile of meat puree.

This sudden appearance of sword qi has a name.

Chihiro Sword Formation!