Lu Yingdong frowned.

Suddenly turned back.

"Damn.

I didn't expect to catch up so soon," he was already vaguely aware of a breath in the sky behind him.

Lu Yuanxia's face also sank at this time.

Stick your hands to the ball of light.

Mana poured in.

The white air currents at the tail of the flying boat doubled.

The speed of the flying boat also increased sharply.

"Hey, hey.

Do the two little ones still want to escape from the palm of my hand?

I won't let you go so easily" Ten kilometers in the air behind the flying boat.

A black cloud dragged a long ribbon of inky light along the way.

The old man's face in the black clouds was gloomy.

Holding a small ink-colored flag in his right hand, the strange black light flickered on the flag.

He is the gate of the Refining Soul Sect, and the Master of the Lonely Spirit.

This time, I took a few brothers and sisters out to refine the Demon Flag.

Unexpectedly, all the juniors and disciples suffered accidents.

In order to have an explanation after going back.

The two guys in front of you must be caught.

At the same time, although the refining of the spirit flag was initially successful.

But a strong spirit is still missing.

Lu Yingdong and Lu Yuanxia are powerful.

This kind of spirit is just right as the main spirit of the spirit refining flag.

And one more point.

can take out hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones to arrange the ** array.

The net worth is definitely extraordinary.

Now Lu Yingdong and Lu Yuanxia are like children walking on the street with golden keys in their hearts.

Follow the breath of the two all the way.

It's finally going to catch up again.

Feel the acceleration of the boat ahead.

The black clouds also suddenly rolled up.

The speed suddenly doubled.

Shoot out.

This is already the boundary of Qingzhou.

The largest sect in Qingzhou is the Righteous Gate.

Although it does not have the majestic power of Kun Xuanzong.

But it is not comparable to ordinary small sects.

There are as many as ten cultivators in the sect who gather at the top of the stage.

Qingzhoufang City is an important stronghold of the Justice Gate.

Therefore, there are cultivators in the peak period all year round.

Some casual repairs nearby.

Or the cultivators of the sect like to come here to exchange things.

Therefore, Qingzhoufang City has gathered a lot of cultivators.

In the distance, a sword light flew in.

Standing on the sword light was a cultivator in an ink-colored robe.

At this time, they were flying in the opposite direction of Lu Yingdong and the others.

"Huh.

Why are the two of you in such a hurry" watched Lu Yingdong and Lu Yuanxia's flying boat come quickly.

The cultivator beckoned from afar.

"Let's go," Lu Yuanxia said coldly.

The flying boat does not stop.

In an instant, it shot out from the side of this person.

Leaving this man to step on the flying sword in the air, depressed.

Watch the flying boat go away.

Suddenly, the cultivator seemed to sense something.

Look back.

In the distance, a black cloud rolled in the sky.

A depressing aura was felt from the black clouds.

His brow furrowed.

Picking up the sword light, he headed to the side.

However, the black cloud was extremely fast.

The angle is slightly off.

In a few moments, it was not far from the cultivators.

"Quack.

A cultivator in the late stage of refining.

This kind of spirit is a great supplement for the spirit refining banner," a strange laugh came from the black clouds.

The face of the cultivator on the flying sword changed greatly.

hurriedly took out two jade talismans and crushed them.

I saw a huge fireball and a cyan wind blade several feet long shooting towards the black cloud.

At the same time, the sword light turned.

It's going to shoot backwards.

"Hey, hey.

I want to go.

Stay," suddenly an inky band of light peeked out of the black clouds like lightning.

Suddenly stretched forward.

In an instant, he was at the cultivator's side.

I looked at the inky ribbon of light around me.

The cultivator's complexion changed drastically.

With his right hand, he pinched the sword.

A flash of sword light slashed at the inky ribbon of light.

However, this inky band of light is unusually tough.

This sword light actually slashed continuously.

"Hey, hey.

With you, a little form refining cultivator, do you also want to cut off my hook rope," sneered.

A smug voice came.

Then, the ink-colored band of light instantly wrapped around the cultivator's waist.

Pull back.

The cultivator suddenly let out a frightened sound from his mouth and flew back uncontrollably.

The huge fireball and wind blade had disappeared into invisibility at some point.

In the cold black clouds, the old man shook the spirit refining flag in his right hand.

In an instant, a pitch-black ball of light poured out from the magic flag.

rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the cultivator.

Drowning it in the cultivator's struggle.

The inky light enveloped the cultivator and rolled wildly.

From inside, came the desperate and miserable cries of the cultivators.

After a few breaths, the light stopped rolling and calmed down.

The screams of the cultivators inside also stopped abruptly.

Then the inky light surged backwards.

A dried corpse emerges from the ball of light.

Plummeting down.

I don't know if I fell into that deep stream.

The old man in the black clouds holds the magic flag.

Look at a distorting black shadow in front of the magic flag.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, hey.

The spiritual spirit of a cultivator in the late stage of refining is indeed a great supplement."

Then he flipped it with his left hand.

A rough storage bracelet appeared in the hand.

The old man's eyes flashed with darkness.

After a while, he put away the storage in his hand with a gloomy face.

"Hmph.

It seems that it should be a casual practice.

No wonder the power is so weak.

There are actually only three intermediate spirit stones," he had already scanned through this storage bracelet with his divine sense.

But it was unusually cold.

Suddenly there is no need to even count.

Directly into the storage bracelet.

At the same time, look up ahead.

strengthened the idea of chasing the two people in front.

On the flying boat.

Lu Yuanxia and Lu Yingdong's faces became extremely ugly.

It's a long way just now.

However, the screams from behind still entered the ears of the two.

"Look.

In front of it is Qingzhoufang City" Suddenly, Lu Yingdong looked up and looked ahead.

There was a hint of joy on his face.

I saw countless mountain peaks in the distance.

A tower-like mountain came into view.

From a distance, the mountain seems to be divided into many layers.

Follow the directions on the map.

Lu Yingdong knew that this town Magic Mountain was where Qingzhoufang City was located.

Looking at Qingzhoufang City, it is right in front of you.

Lu Yingdong and Lu Yuanxia were in high spirits.

The flying boat sped abruptly and rushed forward.

And far behind.

Black clouds rolled in.

"Huh.

Why did those two little guys suddenly speed up," a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the lonely master in the black cloud.

There was a startled sound from his mouth.

"Hmph.

No matter how you two try to escape, you can't escape from the palm of my hand," the Master of the Lonely Spirit snorted coldly.

The black clouds under his feet suddenly accelerated and chased after him.

Qingzhou Fang City is not very famous.

Naturally, a Demon Gate cultivator like the Lonely Venerable Master had never come.

I didn't know that the strange mountain in front of me was where Qingzhoufang City was located.

"Hmph.

This abominable Demon Gate cultivator.

You still dare to chase after you," Lu Yingdong glanced back.

Snorted coldly.

"Leave it alone.

As long as it alarms the masters of the gathering period inside.

I can't finish eating, so I'm going to walk around," Lu Yuanxia said calmly.

The flying boat hurried forward.

As it gets closer and closer to the Fang market.

There were also quite a few ordinary cultivators on the ground.

These cultivators may expand their bodies.

Or walk slowly.

Most of them are casual cultivation below the refining period.

Quite a few people looked up at the flying boat.

There was a look of envy in his eyes.

Flying boat such an aura.

It's not something that ordinary cultivators can have.

"Look.

What's behind it".

Suddenly, a cultivator noticed a black cloud rolling in from a distance.

"Not good.

It's a Demon Dao cultivator," an exclamation came from the mouth of a middle-aged cultivator.