The fat monk looked at Zhao Lin's hiding place and looked around at the same time, for fear that there would be more than one person coming.

At that moment, the Yin Spirit performed an illusion.

Two monks suddenly appeared in the fat monk's sight, less than twenty zhang apart, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

There are no foundation building monks in the Yin Wind Realm, and these two people can appear silently by their side, and their cultivation is definitely not inferior to themselves.

What frightened him even more was that the two monks were holding a flying sword with a cold light in their hands!

Sword cultivation, or two!

The fat monk's heart was beating violently, and his hair stood on end, and he didn't care to look at the cultivation of the two, so he immediately dodged and retreated.

"Two Taoist friends, you have something to say......

The two sword cultivators didn't say anything, they raised their hands and threw the flying sword, and two cold rays rushed straight towards them.

The fat monk hurriedly sacrificed the antler blade, met one of the flying swords, and at the same time pinched the spell with his hand, and cast a wooden defense spell: the fence technique!

The aura of the wood line was condensed, and in an instant, it turned into countless tenacious ink bamboos, densely packed, overlapping and overlapping.

The bamboo bushes were successively spread in four layers from the inside to the outside, covering the fat monk like a cage.

In the face of the two sword cultivators, he didn't dare to leave even a trace of spare strength, and all his energy was spent on manipulating magic weapons and defensive spells.

The thorny technique besieging Wei Shi had no mana to support it, and began to shrink and dissipate.

Wei Shi was still unconscious, still looking at the fat monk and the two sword cultivators in a daze, wondering in his heart: "Who are these two people, why haven't you seen them?" ”

"Brother Wei, come here!"

Zhao Lin came out of the shadows and reminded him.

Wei Shi turned around and saw Zhao Lin, and immediately reacted and ran over.

"Look for death, dare to lie to Lao Tzu!"

The fat monk released the magic weapon, but he didn't hear the expected sound of metal colliding, and the flying sword that stabbed it disappeared as soon as it touched the bamboo bush.

Realizing that something was wrong, he used the Qi Hope Technique to see that the two sword cultivators turned out to be illusions, and they couldn't help but be angry when they knew that they had been fooled.

When he saw Zhao Lin on the hillside, he understood everything.

"It's you!"

The fat monk was furious, but still very cautious, and released his divine sense to sweep around, making sure that no one else was present, before withdrawing the fence technique.

But because of such a delay, Wei Shi had already run in front of Zhao Lin.

"Okay, I'll clean up with you!"

The fat monk was furious, and the antler blade spun in the air, shooting straight out towards Zhao Lin in the air.

Cultivating to the ninth level of qi refining, the divine sense can reach ninety zhang, and its attack range is within this radius.

This is the advantage of a high-level cultivator, Zhao Lin can only be beaten passively, and the spell can't reach the other party at all.

Zhao Lin waved his hand to signal Wei Shi to flash to the side, while he stood still, his eyes fixed on the magic weapon that was shooting quickly.

If you cast the Rock Armor Technique, you can certainly prevent the magic weapon, but if the Rock Armor Technique is cultivated to the level of proficiency, it can still only defend in a fixed position.

In other words, if you use the rock armor technique, you will either stand still and if you want to move, you can only remove the spell.

In the face of a ninth-level Qi refining cultivator, fighting in this way, the spiritual power will inevitably be consumed quickly, making oneself fall into a passive situation.

The only way to take a risk is to use an iron ruler to knock the right method treasure away, and strive for a chance to breathe.

Seeing Zhao Lin's intentions, the fat monk smiled coldly, and manipulated the magic weapon up and down, left and right, making people wonder about its route.

The antler blade flew three zhang away from Zhao Lin, suddenly circled outward, and then accelerated violently, heading straight for Zhao Lin's left rib.

Zhao Lin's eyes froze, his cross arm swung out an iron ruler, and then raised upward, drawing an arc, and the blade hit the antler blade fiercely.

Boom!

The two weapons collided together, making a piercing metal clash sound, and the antler blade turned into a white light, and with a sharp tremble, it flew straight into the air.

Zhao Lin was shocked and took two steps back, feeling a tingling in his palm, although the antler blade was not big, the power transmitted was extremely amazing, and the mana of the ninth-layer Qi refining cultivator was really powerful.

"Good!"

Wei Shi's eyes lit up, and he blurted out praise, thinking that he would also get a portable weapon in the future, so that he would not have to use his body to resist the magic weapon every time.

The fat monk was shocked, he didn't expect Zhao Lin to really have the ability to fly his magic weapon.

couldn't help but be angry, and immediately cast a magic spell on himself, recalled the magic weapon, and chased after the two of them.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Lin let out a low snort, turned around and strode away.

Wei Shi knew that the time was urgent, and immediately followed closely.

Although the fat monk was bulky and full of fat, after performing the magic technique, he was faster than a galloping horse.

However, Zhao Lin and Wei Shi have a martial cultivation and a physical cultivation, and they can defeat spells with their physical bodies alone.

Seeing that the distance was getting farther and farther, the fat monk did not hesitate to slap the lock bag, take out a talisman from it, and slap it on it with a wave of his palm.

"Wind Riding Talisman!"

Zhao Lin turned around and saw the movements of the fat monk, and immediately recognized the talisman used by the other party, and couldn't help but sink in his heart.

As a disciple of the Spirit Dao Academy, one of the schoolwork is to identify spells and talismans, otherwise it will be too late to wait for other people's spells to take shape when they fight, and only deal with them temporarily when they come.

Moreover, Zhao Lin also seized two wind riding talismans from the three places of the bandit Xiu Song, and recognized them at a glance.

"Haha, look where you're going!"

With the addition of spells, the fat monk slowly rose into the air and shouted proudly.

The Wind Riding Technique consumes a lot of mana, and only a monk of the ninth layer of Qi refining dares to squander it like this.

Zhao Lin frowned, the flying speed of the Wind Riding Technique was not fast, if it was on flat ground, there was no need to worry at all.

But this is a mountainous terrain with rough and undulating roads, and you need to go up and down constantly, but in the air you can avoid all obstacles, so it won't take long to catch up.

"What should I do?"

Wei Shi asked as he ran, he was a physical cultivator, and he could only use a few auxiliary spells, so he was at a loss in the face of this situation.

Zhao Lin raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that there was a valley not far ahead, with two mountain walls on the left and right, and only a path more than a foot wide in the middle.

"Do you see the valley ahead? Control the speed and wait for him there. ”

Wei Shi thought that Zhao Lin was going to have a big battle, so he was heartbroken and said, "Okay, do it with him!" ”

The two of them deliberately showed that they were physically exhausted, slowed down slightly, and rushed into the gap between the two mountain ranges.

The fat monk crossed the top of the two of them and landed thirty feet in front of him, with a cruel smile on his face: "Now look where you are running!" ”

Zhao Lin's cultivation is the third layer of qi refining, and this distance just can't attack him, and as for physical cultivation, there is no need to worry.

Seeing that the fat monk withdrew the Wind Riding Technique, Zhao Lin was sure in his heart, and pinched the trick to release a spell.

The aura gathered, and dozens of cyan air masses struck out with their heads and faces.

"Trapping!"

The fat monk looked like a duck choked by the throat, his eyes widened and he looked incredulous.

Such a difficult spell to practice, the martial arts cultivator of the third layer of qi refining has actually mastered it!

In the blink of an eye, the air mass spun rapidly, turning into a large cyclone.

Zhao Lin didn't spare his hand, and directly pushed the mana to the top grid, because he was worried that the fat monk still had the wind riding talisman, and the air mass released was even taken care of in the air.

Limited by the thinness of the aura in the Yin Wind Realm, the cyclone of the Trapping Technique was a little smaller, but the power of the mastery-level spell was still amazing.

Zhao Lin and Wei Shi turned around and ran wildly, and before leaving, Zhao Lin injected another spiritual power into the spell to make it more durable.

Tricked again!

The fat monk's face was bruised, and in a fit of rage, he used a thorn technique to block the way of the two of them, and at the same time shot the magic weapon in his hand.

"Buzz ......"

As soon as the antler blade came into contact with the cyclone, it was instantly swept into it, and it was easy to break free, and it was swept into another cyclone.

The fat monk had no choice but to calm down, and drove the antler blade to stir in the cyclone, breaking through several cyclones in a row.

But by the time he broke through the cyclone array of the Trapping Technique, Zhao Lin and Wei Shi had already rushed out of the thorn bush, where was there still a figure at all?

"If you don't catch you two little cubs, Lao Tzu will not be a man!"

The fat monk looked up to the sky and shouted.

……

An hour later, Zhao Lin and Wei Shi burrowed into a dense jungle.

"Thank you, Brother Zhao."

Wei Shi bowed solemnly, "If it weren't for Brother Zhao Lin's timely action, the junior brother would have suffered today." ”

Zhao Lin waved his hand, "You're welcome, this guy hates the two of us, and sooner or later he will trouble me." ”

"Now is not the time to speak, let's recover our spiritual power first."

"Good!"

The two of them each took out the spirit stone and sat down cross-legged.

The trapping technique just now consumed Zhao Lin's spiritual power, and it must be recovered as soon as possible.

Spiritual power is the source of the monk's strength, and when there is food in his hands, he will not panic in his heart.

After about half an hour, Zhao Lin and Wei Shi successively reaped the merits.

"After the last Fa performance, the younger brother was not very convinced, but when I saw it today, Brother Zhao was much better than me."

Wei Shi walked over and said sincerely.

"Brother Wei has won the prize."

Zhao Lin said casually and modestly, deliberately diverting the topic, "How is the injury on your body?" ”

Wei Shi said indifferently: "The little brother is a physical cultivator, and a little injury is nothing." ”

Then he hated and said: "This kind of person is the scum of the immortal cultivation world, it is estimated that he has not been able to break through the foundation building, there is something wrong in his heart, he takes pleasure in bullying low-level monks, and sooner or later he will go mad!" ”

Zhao Lin nodded, "There will be rain in the sky, and woe will be in the madness, there is no need to compete with this mad dog." ”

After talking for a while, Wei Shi suddenly remembered something and asked, "Brother Zhao, what's the matter with the two sword cultivators who suddenly appeared just now?" ”

"It's an illusion."

Zhao Lin looked around, thinking that the Yin Soul was quite authentic, and before leaving, he cast an illusion as promised, which did him a great favor.

"I guess it's also an illusion......

Wei Shi nodded, and then wondered, "How can Brother Zhao know illusions?" Do you still teach this? ”

"Actually......"

Zhao Lin hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to explain for a while.

Just as the two were talking, a rustling sound suddenly sounded in the forest.

Zhao Lin and Wei Shi turned their heads together, and saw that in the dim light, a yin spirit with a tentacle seven feet long and an umbrella cover was more than a foot wide swaggering.

"Li sting?"

"Shade!"

Zhao Lin and Wei Shi spoke at the same time.

Wei Shi stood up with a spirit, clenched his fists, and was about to rush forward to fight.

Zhao Lin hurriedly stopped him, "Brother Wei, don't be busy, this ghost ...... I know. ”

"What?"

Wei Shi looked stunned, thinking that he had misheard.

"Li Ting, why are you back?"

Zhao Lin beckoned, and his heart was also strange, this ghost finally had a chance to escape, and came back to find himself, didn't he really regard himself as a person?

"I'll see how you guys are doing, that guy was very powerful just now."

Li Stung replied naturally.

Wei Shi was so shocked that his jaw fell when he heard that Yin Soul actually spoke words, he looked at Yin Soul and then at Zhao Lin, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Brother Wei, didn't you just ask, where did the illusion come from? It was made of it, and it was called Li Sting. ”

Zhao Lin introduced.

Wei Shi was stunned for a long time, put down his fist, and habitually arched his hand towards the Yin Spirit: "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome."

Li Stung lifted ten tentacles, crossed them into palms, and returned the salute.

The corners of Wei Shi's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at Zhao Lin.

"That's right, on the first day I came to the Yin Wind Realm, I met a Yin Spirit......"

Zhao Lin briefly explained the matter.

"I see."

When Wei Shi heard this, he felt unbelievable, but he didn't ask any more, but asked, "Brother Zhao, what should I do next?" That mad dog must be looking for us everywhere. ”

Zhao Lin thought for a moment and said, "The cultivators of the ninth layer of qi refining must have many tracking methods, so it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. ”

Wei Shi and Li Wei had no opinion, and the "three" walked towards the forest together.

Just as he was about to step out of the woods, Zhao Lin suddenly heard a rapid sound above his head, as if something was flying quickly from the air.

"Wait."

Zhao Lin raised his hand to signal Wei Shi and Li Stinging not to move, took two steps forward, and looked into the sky through the gap between the branches and leaves.

I saw a gray-white talisman, constantly hovering in the air dozens of feet, cruising back and forth.

"Brother Zhao, how is it? What's out there? ”

Wei Shi saw that Zhao Lin's face was gloomy and asked in a low voice.

"Rover."

"I'm afraid this guy is not crazy."

When Wei Shi heard this, his face became ugly.

The patrol charm is similar to the Hongyan charm, which contains a piece of true meaning jade slip, which can record the sounds and sights along the way.

The difference is that the patrol charm has a divine imprint of the monk himself, and the talisman will return to the monk before the aura is exhausted.

The monk can then see everything he observes from the True Meaning Jade Tablet, which is mainly used for reconnaissance and inspection.

The price of the patrol talisman is comparable to that of the Hongyan talisman, and one talisman costs more than 1,000 spirit coins.

The fat monk spent such a lot of money, just to catch the two of them, and his sanity can no longer be described as a normal person.

Wei Shi hesitated for a moment and suggested: "Why don't we go back, we don't do this task, we don't have the same knowledge as this mad dog." ”

Zhao Lin glanced at the stars in the sky, shook his head and said, "It's just past noon now, and we can't return to Zhongyin Mountain before the unitary hour, and it will be tomorrow at the earliest." ”

Wei Shi said again: "Why don't we hide here all the time?" ”

Zhao Lin still shook his head, "I'm afraid not, just now we were just in a hurry, and there will be some traces left." ”

"Originally, it would have taken a long time to find the trace, but with the help of the Ranger Charm, he should find this place soon."

"It's safest to keep going."

Wei Shi was right when he thought about it, and immediately agreed.

Li Jing had been listening quietly to the conversation between the two, and suddenly said, "Five hundred feet outside the woods, someone rushed over. (End of chapter)