Traveling from the outside of the Tianhuo Country will inevitably increase the time to hurry, this is a helpless move, if Song Yu is not good in his heart, it is still excusable, but Zhang Slowly and the others are also like this in their hearts.

This shows that there is a high probability that something big will happen.

Many things in the world of cultivating immortals are very mysterious, such as: the sixth sense, the vision of the sky, and the backward flow of the river......

These can't be explained clearly in a few words, but once they appear, they must not be ignored, otherwise they will lose their lives.

Song Yu did not continue to cultivate, but stood at the forefront, observing the situation around him, if he did not return to the Qingtian Sect safely, he would not be able to cultivate with peace of mind.

On the other side, Zhang slowly, Xinglou and Zhou Qingfeng did not cultivate, the feeling in their hearts was not much different from Song Yu, there was no elder to lead the team on this trip, only them, the true disciples.

Although some of them are stronger than the elders, they still have a lot less experience, and once an emergency occurs, there is no way to deal with it optimally.

Before long, several disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect appeared behind the team of the Heavenly Sect, following from a distance, with no intention of approaching, no intention of leaving, and no idea what the purpose was.

"Huh?"

Song Yu spotted these people for the first time, his eyes froze, he recognized one of them, in the tomb of the Blood Demon Ancestor, he had fought with this person.

Later the man was defeated by him, and then fled,

I didn't expect to meet here, and suddenly he remembered that when he first came to the Heavenly Dao Sect, he felt an unkind gaze in the team of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, presumably this person, at that time he thought it was an illusion, but now that he thinks this person has already recognized him.

"It's not good!" Song Yu found Zhang and the others and explained the situation.

"Senior sister, what should we do now?" Xinglou rarely became serious, and his eyes showed a solemn look.

"Third junior brother, you are a scholar, your brain is the best, what can you do?" Zhang slowly looked at Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng thought for a while, frowned and said: "Senior sister, you use the divine sense transmission to inform the master, the second senior brother and I will deal with the tail behind, these people are very likely to be the spies of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, although we don't understand their purpose of following us, but we must not let them expose our whereabouts." ”

"Okay. Zhang slowly nodded and said with Xinglou.

No wonder they are nervous, it is no longer their personal matter, they still have to protect the disciples of the Optimus Sect on this trip, there must not be any accidents, otherwise the younger generation of the Optimus Sect will be lost in their hands, how to restore their lives to the master? How to be worthy of the Optimus Sect?

"Junior Brother, you go and inform the Yuan Infant Stage disciples in the team, gather them, explain the current situation, and let them be ready to fight at any time, as for the disciples of the Foundation Building Period, don't say more, just let them enter the emergency defense formation. Zhou Qingfeng admonished.

"No problem. Song Yu nodded heavily.

Everyone had an idea and went about their jobs, but no one was alarmed, and it looked like it was the same as usual, in fact, the orders had been passed on.

Zhang slowly began to condense enough divine consciousness and prepared to contact Wu Daozi, because there was still a considerable distance from the Qingtian Sect, and this process would take a little time, and it would be completed by her, also in order to shorten the time as soon as possible.

And Zhou Qingfeng and Xinglou had quietly left the team, like a gust of wind, no one noticed that they had come behind those Qingtian Sect disciples.

The whole process was silent.

"Third brother, how long are we going to follow?Do you think they have already discovered us?" A disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was very worried in his heart, thinking of Zhang slowly exerting his might in the exchange meeting, he was nervous in his heart, he didn't want to become Zhang Slowly's sword ghost.

"No, you see that they haven't moved any way now, we are far behind, and we don't get close to them, unless one of them has reached the realm of enlightenment, but how is it possible? They are not Void Stage cultivators. The monk called "Third Brother" said confidently.

"The third brother has a point, it's just that the sixth brother went back to report the information to Elder Feng Wujian, why hasn't he brought anyone back yet......?"

Before another disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect finished speaking, he saw thousands of galaxies, and jumped in front of him, countless swords fell from the galaxy, suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days, devouring them mercilessly.

The third brother and a Yuan Infant disciple secretly said that something was wrong, and took back the flying sword under their feet, and the aura rolled and surged, and the flying sword instantly became bigger and blocked in front of them.

"Ah......h

A miserable scream came from below, this was the desperate voice of several Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples with the strength of the foundation building period.

These people can't fly, and they have been staying on the flying sword of the third brother and another Yuan Infant disciple, and after the flying sword was removed by them, these people could only fall to pieces.

Soon, the men were silent and disappeared into the clouds as if they had never appeared.

"Damn it!"

The third brother is difficult to protect himself, where does he care about the life or death of others, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, the flying sword in his hand is already full of holes, this is his natal flying sword, once damaged, he will also be hit hard.

Fortunately, he defended up, as long as he didn't die, he could still rise, but who attacked them?

The condition of that Yuan Infant disciple was even worse than that of the third brother, one arm had been broken, his eyes were full of horror, and he had completely lost the will to fight, and they were injured like this without even noticing the enemy.

Before they could take a breath, a black ruler came from the sky, the surface was glowing with black light, and the wind was howling, bringing bursts of sound breaking, and in a few breaths, it was already close to them.

"Don't be afraid, there is no possibility of escaping now, only a fight to the death, together. The third brother rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth.

"Good ......," the infant disciple said tremblingly, and he roared and rushed forward.

"Good luck!"

The third brother's eyes showed a ruthless look, and he slapped a palm on the back of the Yuan Infant disciple, giving the other party a death acceleration, and he himself used this impact to fly towards the rear at great speed.

"You ......"

The Yuan Infant Disciple's eyes widened, looking at the third brother who was fleeing quickly, how could he not think about the third brother, who was usually extremely righteous, how could he make a move against himself now?

The black ruler smashed on his body, stagnating slightly, smashing him into a blood mist, and then the black ruler continued to impact towards the third brother with Yu Wei.

"Waste, only in the way for a while?"

The third brother scolded disdainfully, and ran even more desperately, it can be seen that the black ruler still did not catch up with him in the end, his eyes showed the color of the rest of his life, and a smile appeared on his face.

In the next second, the third brother's smile froze on his face, a hand grabbed his neck, Xinglou appeared in front of him, and before he could make a move, Xinglou slapped his dantian with a palm.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound from the dantian, and it shattered, and the third brother's face was like ashes, was I abolished like this?

Xinglou didn't even look at the third brother, and carried the half-dead third brother with a solemn face, and flew towards Song Yu and the others.

Zhou Qingfeng followed aside, the expression on his face was equally solemn.