"Since you have chosen the treasure, I will take you to rest first, I think that this time in order to improve the formation of this sect, you have also consumed a lot of vitality, and when the sect master comes out, he will go to find you."

Elder Mo seemed to be all for Zimo's good, but Zimo obviously felt that this old man was spying on him, but he didn't say anything.

"It's fine."

Nodding, Zimo didn't say anything, and left with the two, but along the way, he carefully observed the Lower Beast Sect, and found that there was nothing abnormal about the disciples of this sect, and there was no hostility towards his appearance, as if it was commonplace.

It stands to reason that if a sect appears that it is not a disciple of its own sect, and its dress is far from them, there should be some discussion, but why the disciples of this sect seem to be accustomed to it, this is the most abnormal place, unless the elder of the sect gives an order, and they are not allowed to point fingers at themselves and talk about it.

After taking Zimo to a resting place, the two elders turned around and left without stopping, Zimo used his divine sense to observe the surroundings and found that no one was watching, which was also the most puzzling place for him.

Could it be that he spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain? The Imperial Beast Sect has no intention of embarrassing itself at all?

Thinking of this, Zimo still carefully took out several formation materials and arranged a small early warning formation around him, and it was not wrong to act cautiously after all.

At first, Zimo was still cautious and cautious to perceive the surroundings, and after three hours, Zimo found that no one had come to look for him, so he began to meditate and rest.

In a blink of an eye, it was early the next morning, and the east had not yet turned white, and Zimo also opened his eyes from meditation and stood up.

He still decided to leave directly, because there was always a sense of danger here, as if someone was staring at him, and since he had fulfilled his promise, then he would not have any problem not thinking about it.

Just as Zimo had just packed up the paroxysmal materials and walked out of the door, a sneer appeared on the corner of Fang Xuanwu's mouth, who was sitting cross-legged in the room.

He has been waiting for Zimo for a long time, just waiting for him to leave, if he stays in the Royal Beast Sect with peace of mind, everything is easy to say, if not, don't blame him for being ruthless, how can the Beast King Cross-Boundary Stone of their Royal Beast Sect be so easy to take, not to mention that this kid also knows the formation of their Royal Beast Sect.

Fang Xuanwu's figure disappeared in a flash, and soon appeared in Fang Poyun's room.

Fang Poyun was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw someone quickly get up, "Father! ”

"Yun'er, now there is a credit to fall on your head, are you willing to go?"

Fang Xuanwu looked at Fang Poyun, his eyes were full of smiles, no matter what, this is also his eldest son, he knows what this eldest son has done over the years, so he has turned a blind eye.

"I do!"

Fang Poyun didn't ask what he was asking him to do, so he agreed, after all, his father couldn't harm himself.

"Okay, you bring some disciples and catch the Baili Cicada back, remember to catch it alive!"

A cold light flashed in Fang Xuanwu's eyes, and he spoke.

Baili Cicada, hearing this name, Fang Poyun frowned, this kid is not easy to catch, if he tries his best, he may be able to beat him, but it is a little difficult to catch him alive.

"What? Questions? ”

Fang Xuanwu's voice was cold, his son was in the spirit infant stage, although the hundred-mile cicada was powerful, but it was impossible to be powerful enough to kill the mid-stage spirit infant monk, in his opinion, although his son had suffered a small loss in the hands of the hundred-mile cicada, that was also the reason for his son's carelessness.

After all, he still knew his son well, although his cultivation was not the top in the middle stage of the Spirit Infant, and he would not be able to win a Dao Foundation Stage cultivator.

"No problem!"

When Fang Poyun heard his father's voice, he knew that he was angry, so he hurriedly agreed.

"Well, just in case, I asked Elder Mo to go with you, and bring some more contemplation stage disciples, I don't think there is any problem, if he is willing to come back and join our Imperial Beast Sect, this matter will be over, if he insists on leaving, the twisted melon is not sweet, you know what to do!" After taking the Beast King Crossing the Boundary Stone of our sect, it is only natural for us to ask for it back. ”

Fang Xuanwu stared at Fang Poyun's eyes for a moment and spoke.

"I know my father, where is the cicada now?"

Fang Poyun heard that Elder Mo was with him, and he looked very confident, a sinister smile appeared in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice.

"He's heading southeast, go quickly!"

Fang Xuanwu was also a little puzzled for a while, if this kid escaped, why didn't he go to the main gate? There are ten thousand beasts in other places to block it, what kind of medicine is sold in this kid's gourd.

At this time, Zimo was secretly walking towards the southeast direction of the Royal Beast Sect, carefully probing the front with his divine sense along the way, because he was not familiar with this place, so he walked relatively slowly, and if he hadn't discovered several formations in time, he might have been trapped in them, the reason why he didn't choose the main gate was because the main gate of a sect must be the strongest place for the entire sect's defense, and he was not stupid enough to slip away from the main gate.

The southeast direction is the easiest gap for the Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Array to open, and when the time comes, no one will find out if they slip away.

After nearly half an hour, Zimo walked to the southeast wall of the Imperial Beast Sect, and he was about to open the formation to leave, when suddenly several sounds of breaking the air came.

One of them shouted, "Baili Cicada, you dare to steal the Beast King of our sect and treat you as a guest in vain, but you did such a thing!" It's chilling! ”

Zimo's face changed, and when he heard the voice of the comer, it was not Fang Poyun, who else could it be!

But what Zimo couldn't figure out, obviously no one was monitoring him, why did he know that he was going to escape from here?

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Zimo knew that it was useless to say more, so he flew up and flew quickly towards the southeast, on the way, while controlling the Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Array with his mind, the spirit beasts in the southeast seemed to have received an order, opening a gap.

That Fang Poyun saw that Zimo was about to leave, and his face looked like a fool, as if he could already imagine the scene of this kid being beaten back to the ground by the Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Array.

However, he only saw Zimo quickly fleeing from the southeast direction, and disappeared in an instant, and he did not trigger the formation, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"This can't be, only my father can control this array! Elder Mo, stop him! ”

Fang Poyun reacted in an instant, and as soon as he said this, Elder Mo had already relied on his early stage cultivation to quickly chase after Zimo.

In this moment, under Zimo's full strength, he had already left the range of the Imperial Beast Sect and flew out for several miles, but his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he stopped his body in an instant, because an old man appeared in front of him, it was the elder surnamed Mo, I didn't expect him to come, Zimo knew that he was a cultivator from the soul realm, and he had sensed it through the black beads before, and it was a big trouble now.

"Baili Xiaoyou, the old man kindly invited you to join the Royal Beast Sect, why did you just say goodbye like this, this is not a way of hospitality!"

The elder surnamed Mo said with a smile, looking at Zimo is like looking at a dead person.

"I have perfected your sect's formation according to the agreement, and now I am just in a hurry to leave, my cultivation is low, or I will not join your sect, after all, my master treats me well, I can't do such a thing, let him chill."

Zimo exuded his divine sense, observing the surroundings, he had already taken out the killing sword with one hand, as long as the elder surnamed Mo made a move, he would use his strongest attack, leaving the soul realm was not something he could compete with, this was not something that could be made up by magic, this was the gap between the two great realms, like a moat, and now he could only drag on to see if things had a turnaround.