The people of the Divine Sword Sect are in a hurry to leave the Demon Butterfly Ridge now, but now their cultivation realm has been suppressed, and if they want to leave, it will not be possible without a day or two.

They were afraid that Tianxuanmen would not give them such a long time.

And the helicopter flying in the air was not suppressed here, and at that speed, it would not take half an hour to fly out of this fog.

If they could get it, they would have a much better chance of escaping.

But that thing flies so high, so fast, how easy is it for them to get it?

As long as the other person doesn't want them to get it, they never get it.

"I don't know which sect's Taoist friend the magic weapon of the imperial envoy above is......" Cheng Yifu looked at the flying helicopter and said: "If it is a sect that is friendly with this sect, it would be good to borrow this magic weapon of theirs and leave here - even if it is good to pay more spirit stones." ”

That thing flew so high, it was impossible to grab it, all he could think of was making a deal with the other party, even if it was a loss, it didn't matter, as long as he could survive, none of this mattered.

"They flew too high, and the sound was so loud that we had to talk to them, and they couldn't hear it. ”

A monk said faintly.

It's too far away, it's too noisy, you can't communicate, and you can't do business with them.

Cheng Yifu frowned, and suddenly took out a long piece of cloth from the storage room, it was not an ordinary cloth, it was a cloth used to make talisman robes for his disciples, and it was very valuable.

The piece of cloth he took out was five feet wide and ten feet long, and after unfolding it, he took out the blood of the spirit beast used to make the talisman from the storage ring, and wrote a few big words on the cloth:

Fellow Daoists, please come down and talk about it, there is something urgent to discuss.

Such a large piece of cloth has only twelve words written on it, and each word seems very large.

Moreover, the color of the spirit beast blood used to write is very dazzling and dazzling, and it can be seen clearly from a distance.

After writing these words, more than a dozen people from the Divine Sword Sect pulled up the cloth and spread it out in the direction of the helicopter.

"Fellow Daoists, please come down and talk about it, there is something urgent to discuss. ”

Zhong Yuan saw the twelve words on the cloth, read them again, and asked Gongsun Mingdao: "Master, do you want to go over and have a look?"

Gongsun Ming took the military telescope and observed for a while, and said: "Look at their anxious expressions, it doesn't look like they have found something good, but like something bad has happened, why don't we go down and take a look." ”

Zhong Yuan nodded and said, "I think so too, then go down." ”

As he spoke, he drove the helicopter down that side.

The head of the Divine Sword Sect wanted them to go down, and he naturally wouldn't be afraid.

Outside, the three of them were indeed not enough for the Divine Sword Sect to fight, but in this mist, the dozen or so people of the Divine Sword Sect could not pose much of a threat to them.

After finding a relatively flat place, the helicopter slowly landed.

The loud roar finally died down.

Zhong Yuan didn't come down, he just sat in the helicopter, playing with a semi-automatic rifle in his hand.

After all, there are still too many people from the Divine Sword Sect, and if they all go down, it will not be good if they are attacked by one of them and annihilated by a whole army.

Anyway, his current identity is only a guest of the Flying Immortal Gate, and it doesn't matter if he goes or not.

When Gongsun Ming and Ling Qinghan appeared in the eyes of everyone in the Divine Sword Sect, the people of the Divine Sword Sect were all taken aback—they could never have imagined that such a weak sect as the Flying Immortal Sect would have such a flying artifact.

They knew that the Flying Immortal Sect had developed well in the past few decades, and they had swallowed a sect of similar size, and they had a little revival.

However, the size of the Flying Immortal Sect was placed there, and the Divine Sword Sect, which was one of the top sects in the Yu Kingdom's cultivation realm, really didn't take them seriously.

Unexpectedly, after flying over them for several days, the owner of the magic weapon that caused them strong envy and jealousy turned out to be Feixianmen.

It's no wonder that the Flying Immortal Sect has always claimed that their ancestors have been wide, and there really is still some heritage.

Cheng Yifu glanced at Zhong Yuan on the helicopter more, he knew that it was the legendary Keqing Zhong Yuan, who had made Feixianmen's strength grow by leaps and bounds in the past few decades, and he was speculating in his heart whether this flying magic weapon was Zhong Yuan's.

Gongsun Ming came and met Cheng Yifu, so he bowed his hand and said, "I don't know what is the important matter of Cheng's invitation?"

"Tianxuanmen Tu Wujiao succeeded in impacting the God Transformation Realm a few days ago, did the head of Gongsun say it?"

Cheng Yifu threw out the news as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What?"

Gongsun Ming and Ling Qinghan were both shocked, and Gongsun Ming opened his mouth wide: "Isn't Tu Wuyi already dead more than a hundred years ago?

Zhong Yuan, who was sitting in the helicopter, also heard what Cheng Yifu said, and he was also shocked.

He didn't think that Cheng Yifu, as the head of one of the top sects in the Yu Kingdom Cultivation Realm, would make fun of this matter.

This would also explain why the Divine Sword Sect was in such a hurry to go back.

Gongsun Ming and Ling Qinghan also knew that Cheng Yifu had no reason to lie to them, and the confusion in their eyes was not fake, but it was still difficult to accept such news.

Yu Guo's cultivation realm has not been promoted to the god level for tens of thousands of years, and there are even very few people in the Yuanying Great Perfection realm.

Now a god-transforming monk suddenly appeared, or the legendary Tu Wuyi, who had been dead for more than a hundred years, was really difficult for them to accept.

"At that time, Tianxuanmen said that he was dead, but who can prove that he is really dead?" Cheng Yifu said, "Now it seems that he should be hiding and secretly cultivating, and then waiting for an opportunity to impact the realm of transforming gods." ”

After a pause, he said: "According to the report of the secret agents of this sect, those Yuanying monks who originally entered the Tianxuanmen to hunt for treasures all appeared in the Tianxuanmen, and I suspect that the so-called Demon Butterfly Ridge Immortal Cave Mansion itself is a trap set by the Tianxuanmen. ”

"What does Master Cheng mean is that this Immortal Cave Mansion is fake?" Gongsun Ming expressed his disbelief, "This place suppresses the cultivation realm of our Yuanying Cultivator so much, Tianxuanmen shouldn't have that much ability to make this fake, right?"

"This Immortal Cave Mansion shouldn't be fake, it's just that it's likely that it was obtained by Tianxuanmen a long time ago, so we can't find anything. ”

Not long after leaving, Cheng Yifu had already thought of a lot of things, and said: "I now suspect that Tu Wuyi may have obtained the immortal inheritance in this place more than a hundred years ago, and with the possibility of impacting the realm of transforming gods, he will cheat to death and lurk, until now, he can impact the realm of transforming gods, and only then spread the news that there is an immortal cave here, and bring in all the Yuanying monks of the cultivation realm of Yu Kingdom, and then he can rest assured that he can impact the realm of transforming gods." ”