The Taoist mastered a certain spatial subtlety, shrunk the ground into inches, and disappeared a hundred miles away in a few steps.

The hand he revealed may be a performance for Yuwei to see, so that he can understand the profundity of the Immortal Dao, he can set foot in space, and he is better than the Martial Dao.

When a normal martial artist saw it, he was absolutely yearning for it, and he admired the immortal path wholeheartedly.

But once across the Milky Way, one step bent space, more than the speed of light. The immortals of the previous life, whose travel distance is measured in light years, naturally did not have such an idea.

He just silently watched the Taoist disappear.

Seeing the Taoist leave, Yuwei held the golden bead-like Xuan Seed in her hand and fell silent.

Golden eyes, with all kinds of light flashing.

There are countless messages in my mind, including about the Taoists, about the heavens, about the heavenly court, and about the past.

Yuwei slowly straightened out this information and breathed a long sigh of relief.

This time they met, Yuwei gained a lot.

From the mouth of the Taoist, he knew the heavens, and inferred that the heavenly court had disappeared in the distant past, and obtained a visualization map of the universe without spiritual energy, and saw the image of the emperor in the past.

This gave Yuwei a little understanding of the current immortal path.

But until the end, he did not "recognize" the Taoist.

The premonition of the immortal told him that it was not appropriate to go to the heavens at this time.

Jade whispered softly:

"Heavens..."

One day, he will go there to find out what happened to the Cosmos Tribulation and what happened to Heavenly Court.

But before that, there are many things to do.

Yuwei closed her eyes and opened them after a long time.

He looked in the direction where the Taoist had disappeared and could recognize that it was heading to Yunshan.

There, there seem to be people related to several people in black in the shrine.

It seems that this gentleman of his, who came by the way to teach him the Dharma, originally aimed to go there.

As the Taoist said, go and save someone.

As for whether the Taoist spent extra time teaching the Fa and whether he would miss saving people, Yuwei was not worried at all.

Immortal Dao cultivators rely on qi and machine induction, and they can obtain heavenly warnings in the dark, and they can also calculate their best time to act.

Such a person finally has a good time to appear at the most appropriate time.

Retracting his gaze from Yunshan, Yuwei put the Xuan Seed in his hand into his arms, and said silently:

"Well, then, it's time for me to go back."

Now, everything that Yuwei should do has come to an end.

The Heavenly Cultivators of the "Immortal Dao Qi Machine" have already seen it, and the black-clothed people who came from the "sense of crisis" have all solved it.

Now that everything is done, it's time to go home.

Yuwei's true self consciousness moved, and stored the entire conversation and experience of meeting the Taoist into consciousness, ensuring that there was no trace in the brain.

Then, he clapped his hands and prepared to leave.

Receiving the visualization map in her mind, and holding the Xuan Seed that can extract spiritual energy in her hand, Yuwei naturally wanted to go back and try to derive it.

These two things may be related to whether he can return to the top.

But now is not a safe place, and Yuwei does not want to meditate on the spot.

"Go back to Qinghe Town first, and explain the origin of martial arts to your parents, so that they don't have to worry."

Thinking of this, Yuwei moved while sorting out the words in her heart.

Of course, Yuwei didn't forget to take the loot before leaving.

With a small grasp of his hand, he lifted the hand of the beast that had fallen to the ground, which was half a man's height.

The fair-skinned and small boy directly grabbed one of the beast's feet and lifted the hideous and mighty beast up.

Yuwei took the prey she had "packed", stepped on it, turned into an afterimage, and quickly walked away.

Just as Yuwei embarked on the return journey, a person was moving covertly.

Towering mountains, stretching to the end of the field of vision, are like a huge mountain wall, blocking the inside and outside.

At the foot of the mountain, a small figure leaps between the rocks.

Xu Yan stretched out his hand, grasped the mountain wall steadily, and dug his five fingers deep into the rock.

Today's Xu Yan looks very miserable, the clothes on his upper body are torn, and his body is full of various cracks.

What's more serious is that his whole body has pierced a large hole in his chest, and the porcelain-like crack has opened to his neck, in which no blood is splashed, only a large amount of qi and blood are trying to repair it.

Countless viscous blood-colored gelatins weaved through the cracks, trying to mend the wounds, but progress was slow.

Suffering from the injuries of ordinary people who had died several times, Xu Yan did not find a place to recuperate, but was climbing a high mountain.

The location he is in is the mountainside of "Cloud Mountain".

I'm afraid that neither the bald man nor the black shadow who injured Xu Yan would have expected that after he flew away with burning power, he would not go in the direction of Qinghe Town.

Instead, he went against the direction in which he flew away, and went back a hundred miles, bypassing the place where the black shadow was stationed, and heading towards Yunshan.

Because Xu Yan understands very well that even if he hides for a while, or goes to Qinghe Town, it is useless.

Only by finding the owner of the mansion can there be a glimmer of life.

In the words of that black shadow, there was a terrifying martial arts master who could contend with the Mansion Master, and even had the confidence to defeat him.

If that's true, it's terrifying.

In this Huazhou Taiping Mansion, only the master of the mansion is the master who refines the secret treasure, and it is the highest force to deter the mansion.

The mansion master was defeated, and that one grandmaster made a move, and it was useless for him to flee anywhere.

However, Xu Yan deeply understood the power of the Mansion Master and had full confidence in him, even if the Absolute Grandmaster came out, he would not be able to defeat him easily.

The mansion master does not appear at the moment, and can only be regarded as being contained.

Then, Xu Yan's goal is to break this constraint.

If the mansion master is suppressed, then he will use his life to help the war, burn his true yuan, and make the ultimate blow to shape the fighter.

Thinking of a secret method in the Martial Mansion, Xu Yan's eyes became resolute, and his heart was full of determination.

"It's a big deal to fight for this old life!"

"That place" in the cloud mountain must not fall into the hands of those forces. ”

"And with at least one grandmaster, one first-class master, and dozens of blood coagulation masters dispatched, the conspiracy behind it must be huge."

"If you can thwart his plan with this body, it is the old man's wish in his life!"

Xu Yan's heart burned with fighting spirit, regardless of the serious injuries in his body, he climbed up hard.

But soon, his complexion changed.

"Xu Zhengling, this place is not passable." A haughty voice reached Xu Yan's ears.

In Xu Yan's solemn eyes, a man wearing a golden mask and dressed in white suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man with a face seemed to defy gravity, his feet were on the mountain at 90 degrees, and the whole person stood vertically on the steep mountain wall.

And on his body, there is an aura that connects heaven and earth, as if heaven and man are one, so that the surrounding air is full of his existence, and the air flow and material particles are fluctuating with it.

Obviously, this is another first-class master, a martial arts powerhouse in the realm of refining skills, who specially appeared to block Xu Yan.

His eyes under the mask looked at Xu Yan, and he said lightly:

"I was thinking, what the hell did Wuhua do, even a blood coagulation Dacheng couldn't kill him."

The masked man's eyes showed a strange light, looking at Xu Yan, and he also felt the aura of the unity of heaven and man on his body:

"Looking at this feeling of connecting heaven and earth now, I didn't expect Xu Zhengling to actually refine the trick, but I blamed him."

"It's true that I've been staying here, but I've caught a big fish."

Xu Yan stopped his movements, looked at this master of refining skills, his eyes wavered, and he couldn't help but say in surprise:

"How is it possible, I've avoided all the routes up the mountain!"

In this regard, the masked man just sneered:

"You avoided it, but the surroundings of this Yunshan have long been surrounded by ten of our brothers, and only Wuhua is not a weapon, so you can leak over."

Hearing the masked man's muttering, Xu Yan's eyes widened.

He remembered the title of "Wuhua" just now, and it seemed that he was talking about the black shadow who had seriously injured him.

And this name, Xu Yan had heard of it on the roster of the Martial Mansion.

He frowned and whispered:

"Wuhua""Ghost "Wuhua!? ”

Xu Yan seemed to be very shocked by the true body of the black shadow:

"Isn't that a first-class master with the same name as the "Blood Demon", and it is said that he was killed in more than ten years? ”

"Since that person is a ghost, and you call ten people brothers, could it be the "Twelve Demons of Dutian"? ”

The Twelve Demons of the Heavens.

It was twelve terrifying masters, each of whom had the realm of refining skills, and when he was fighting with the sect in the Donghuang Martial Mansion, he came out to rob and kill masters and seize resources everywhere.

Because of his murderous style, he was named "demon", and even caused the Holy Land to shoot and kill.

Legend has it that they were defeated by a young master of the "Taixu Holy Land" in one fell swoop, and most of them were killed, but they didn't expect that most of them didn't die, and they could still come out to make waves.

The masked man glanced at Xu Yan and said lightly:

"Yes and what, and what is not?"

"What does this have to do with your dying person?"

Xu Yan was furious:

"No matter who you are, do you think you're going to eat the old man?!"

The masked man's eyes flashed, and he looked at Xu Yan's chest, and from the big hole that was open, he seemed to be able to see a faint flickering red light.

In that light, the masked man was given a vague sense of crisis, as if looking at a big bomb, so he nodded and said:

"I see, is there a secret method?"

His eyes were flat, and he just said:

"If you get in the way of the great affairs of your honor, where will I be in the face."

As he spoke, the masked man held out a hand.

It was a flawless hand, like a finely carved jade product.

This delicate hand, slowly clenched, turned into a fist, and instantly produced an incomparable sense of power.

The feeling of jade-like fragility was replaced by a sense of horror like a meteorite falling.

Around the fist, an invisible force fluctuated, causing the light to begin to curl up and distort throughout.

The whole world is like the surface of the water, and as the water waves shake, all the colors are shifted, turning into a strange appearance of various colors.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yan's already serious face became even more terrifying:

"The true element of the refining realm that shakes the void, the entire rivers and lakes are only possessed by the true inheritance of the Divine Palace!"

"It turns out that the Twelve Demons of Dutian not only survived, but also took refuge in the Twelve Divine Palace, and the one above must be a certain god general!"

Speaking of the god general, with Xu Yan's temperament, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The masked man raised his fist, accumulating the power that even the void twisted for, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes:

"You're right, but so what?"

He said in a flat tone: "It's useless to know, because you're going to die." ”

The invisible force field, with waves of fluctuations swept through the heavens and the earth, making everything shake like water waves, and some small gravel involuntarily floated up and flew towards the masked man's fist.

The flawless fist has become the center of heaven and earth at this moment, and the point where things converge gives birth to a force that dominates all things.

A strong sense of crisis filled Xu Yan's heart, even more than the black shadow, making him anxious:

"Damn, can you only use it up with this final blow!"

There was a fire flickering in him, glowing red from the crack, but he was always hesitant to spell it out.

With this bang, he really lost the power to resist.

Not to mention helping the mansion owner, you can't even run for your life.

"Feel honored, Xu Zhengling."

At the moment when Xu Yan's heart was thinking quickly, the masked man had stretched his hand to the extreme.

The surrounding heaven and earth were faintly converging towards his fist.

Even with the naked eye, you can feel how "heavy" this fist is.

The surging force made the air tremble.

There was murder in the masked man's eyes.

"We are waiting for the twelve demons of the heavens, although there is one missing, but they have all disappeared in the world for a long time, and now they are back in the rivers and lakes, and they will inevitably be killed."

"And you're the first person we killed!"

In Xu Yan's solemn and anxious gaze, he was full of murderous intent and said:

"Heaven and earth, no one can save you!"

Then, the masked man punched out!

But before the voice of his previous sentence fell, a flat voice suddenly sounded:

"Not necessarily."

A Taoist, ignoring the space, came in one step.

In the next moment, the starlight bloomed.