The distance from the inner door to the outer door was not far, and it took less than two quarters of an hour to reach the agreed place with Qiao Gao's speed.

Not much.

Qiao Gao and Fu Zhizhou successfully met in a firewood house at the cliff of the outer gate.

"Come with me!" Seeing that Fu Lin had arrived, Fu Zhizhou did not hesitate, and immediately took out the "Instant Teleportation Array" and prepared to teleport away from the Hehuan Sect.

A moment later, a crystal yellow array gate was projected out in mid-air, gradually taking shape steadily.

However, Fu Zhizhou was also very righteous, and did not leave Qiao Gao alone, but took his hand and prepared to leave with him.

And yet—

Not long after the three of them jumped into the teleportation array, a powerful aura suddenly appeared, directly disrupting the spatial channel formed by the "instant teleportation array" with great mana.

The next moment.

The three Fu Zhizhou, who were teleporting, were instantly squeezed out of the space channel, and the teleportation was forced to be suspended.

At the same time, the Crystal Yellow Array Gate also fell from the air and returned into the original hexagonal array disk.

"Canglan, if you want to escape from the Hehuan Sect, it's not so easy."

"Giggle~"

At this moment, a sharp sneer came from far away from outside the firewood room.

Laughter from far and near.

When it was about to be exhausted, two condensed pink ghost claws instantly broke into the house and fiercely grabbed Fu Zhizhou, who was in the house, wearing a hat and a black scarf.

"Ning Yan Ancestor?" After Fu Zhizhou saw the breath on the pink ghost's claws, his complexion suddenly changed slightly, and he looked a little unsightly.

If he is in the wild, with his strength, he is not too afraid of the Jindan overhaul of Ning Yan Ancestor.

Even if you can't beat it, it's not much of a problem to escape.

But the crux of the matter is.

At this moment, he was within the helm of the Hehuan Sect. If you fight with Ning Yan Ancestor for too long, it will inevitably attract the siege of other Hehuan Sect monks.

Moreover, by his side, there is also the burden of Fu Lin, which lowers his combat power.

"Lin'er, you run first!"

Fu Zhizhou made a decision in an instant. He pinched the magic trick, summoned a "refining corpse", and took Fu Lin away with the refining corpse, and let him escape, only then did he concentrate on dealing with the two ghost claws attacked by the Condensing Smoke Ancestor.

As for Kilgour......

Now that Fu Zhizhou is unable to protect himself, how can he care too much about this demon spy who is not familiar with him.

It's just that after this delay, Fu Zhizhou will undoubtedly have some time to deal with these two pink ghost claws.

Bang! Bang!

Two loud bangs exploded in the air.

The firewood room was razed to the ground in an instant, and Fu Zhizhou, who was in the firewood room, also floated out of the air, he snorted, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body took a few steps backwards in the aftermath of mana, and then he barely settled.

Compared with Fu Zhizhou, Qiao Gao, who is still in the firewood room, is in even worse condition.

This kind of Jindan confrontation is not something that Kilgour can react to at all.

He only felt that he had just been forced out of the spatial passage, and he was violently shocked out by the inexplicable aftermath of the spell, and then unfortunately he was seriously injured.

"Division...... Master? On the ground, Qiao Gao, who was ragged and injured, suddenly turned a little pale and bloodless after seeing the Ning Yan Ancestor who was confronting Fu Zhizhou in the air.

At this time, he still didn't understand that his calculations in the past three months had already been seen by the old demon Ning Yan Ancestor, but in order to lure him in, he had been hiding it.

"Master, the apprentice is forced. The apprentice was poisoned and did not dare to disobey his fate. ”

"But the apprentice has always been faithful to the Master. Otherwise, I wouldn't have repeatedly hinted at Master when I was acting......"

After thinking about it, Qiao Gao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and without hesitation, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ningyan Ancestor and begged for mercy.

It's just that Qiao Gao's begging obviously did not exchange for the forgiveness of Ning Yan Ancestor.

Ning Yan Ancestor showed an indifferent look on his face, glanced at Qiao Gao lightly, and sneered: "Eat the goods inside and outside, and when I finish solving Canglan, I will refine you into Yang Ding, and then dispose of it." ”

These words were not only the consistent style of Ning Yan Ancestor, but also the consistent style of other high-level cultivators of the Demon Dao.

Ning Yan Ancestor didn't realize that there was a mistake.

However, what Ning Yan Ancestor didn't know was that Qiao was in high hands, and he also had a piece of information that was enough to kill her.

"Old thing, even if you kill me. Senior Fu will also avenge me. After wagging his tail and begging for mercy for a while, Qiao Gao lowered his head, and his eyes showed a hint of hatred, as well as a hint of the pleasure of revenge.

……

The outer gate of the Hehuan Sect's rudder is not far from its mountain gate.

Therefore, after sensing that the refining corpse had taken Fu Lin away from the helm of the Hehuan Sect, Fu Zhizhou, who was fighting and retreating, did not want to continue to fight with the Ning Yan Ancestor.

He said "Heavenly corpse out", and then separated a refining corpse with a breath similar to him, fighting in his place, and the main body was ready to escape.

"Cang Lan, didn't your apprentice tell you that your secret technique of the three corpses had already been mastered by me?"

Seeing this scene, Ning Yan Ancestor was not in a hurry, she sneered, opened her mouth and spit out a green mist, turning into a spike of turquoise spikes, and shot out.

This turquoise nail was extremely fast, and the moment Fu Zhizhou's "Heavenly Corpse" just came out, it easily broke through its mana shield and nailed it to the depths of his eyebrows.

In an instant, Fu Zhizhou's "heavenly corpse" at the bottom of the box became a waste, unable to move, and useless.

"A third-order high-grade corpse nail?" Fu Zhizhou's pupils shrank, and he secretly said "not good" in his heart.

The corpse nail, although it is not a powerful magic weapon, but for a corpse monk like him, it can play a miraculous effect, and it has a special restraint effect.

And this can be regarded as a drawback of the corpse path secret technique.

Before coming, although Fu Zhizhou expected that Ning Yan Ancestor might be wary of him, he didn't expect that Ning Yan Ancestor would be so well prepared, and even the third-order high-grade corpse suppression nail was found.

Then, Fu Zhizhou looked up at the sky again, and found that at this moment, the Hehuan Sect's rudder protector array had all been opened.

This means that apart from breaking through this path with brute force, other means, such as spatial treasures such as small shifting charms, are useless now.

At this moment, Fu Zhizhou also understood.

At the right time, he asked the corpse refining to take Fu Lin to escape first, and this contingency also fell into the calculation of the Ning Yan Ancestor.

The purpose is to make him consciously stay behind the palace, and then take advantage of this, step by step, to eliminate his chance to escape!

As for Fu Lin's side......

I'm afraid that there are also people out there who intercept it in advance.

"Outside the Hehuan Sect, there is a third brother to guide you. Lin'er should be fine. But here, I'm not good. ”

Fu Zhizhou sighed secretly, feeling sad.

Three months ago, he had just recognized Wei Tu and had just solved the problem of the divine soul. On the Jindan road, there is a certain amount of self-confidence.

This time, he also planned to take off the disguise of the Heavenly Corpse Old Monster after rescuing Fu Lin, meet with his only remaining heir, and recognise his relatives......

But now, it's all gone!

If nothing else, he is about to fall here, dying at the hands of the Condensing Smoke Ancestor.

Even though Fu Zhizhou knew that his third brother "Wei Tu" had already proven the realm of Yuan Ying, he knew better that Wei Tu, the ancestor of Yuan Ying, was just a new Yuan Baby.

He didn't have the ability at all, so he broke through the helm of the Hehuan Sect, which was waiting for him, and then stepped forward and took him away.

This is different from when he helped Weitu.

At this time, behind Wei Tu, there was no Fengwubu monk in Wuxian City, and he was alone!

If he takes the risk to rescue him, I am afraid that he will be dead!

What's more, Wei Tu has to take care of it at this time, his son Fu Lin.

For this point alone, in terms of time, it will be too late for Weitu!

"Die! Pull a cushion too! ”

Fu Zhizhou's face was ruthless, he turned his head to look at the Ning Yan Ancestor who was confronting him in the air, and slowly clenched his fists.

Then, as soon as he flipped his palm, he immediately had a bright silver spear in his hand.

"Spears? Ritual weapons? Ning Yan Ancestor frowned slightly, a little puzzled in his heart.

The magic weapons used by monks in fighting are generally small and hidden, except for special magic weapons such as umbrellas and tripods.

Guns and magic weapons, she has practiced for 800 years, and she has not seen much.

After all, this thing is a little bulky in the fighting method, and it is far less than the type of sword-shaped magic weapon and knife-shaped magic weapon.

At least, in the information she inquired about, she had never heard of the old monster Canglan and used a spear weapon.

However, without waiting for Ning Yan Ancestor to be puzzled, Fu Zhizhou, who took out the bright silver spear, turned around in an instant, and stabbed her diagonally with a spear.

"What kind of play is this?"

"Mortal Warrior?"

Ning Yan Ancestor was stunned for a moment, if Fu Zhizhou was a body refining cultivator, she could still understand using such methods, but one of his corpse path cultivators, using this method, would undoubtedly be a short blow and a long blow.

"Little trick!" A trace of contempt flashed in Ning Yan Ancestor's eyes, and she raised her bare hand lightly, resisting the bright silver spear that stabbed diagonally, and at the same time, she planned to use her strong mana to directly injure Fu Zhizhou.

As a peak powerhouse of Jindan, she was naturally full of confidence in the face of Fu Zhizhou's cultivation of the "middle stage of Jindan".

And yet—

When the Bright Silver Lance was truly on the verge of life.

Ning Yan Ancestor, but in an instant, from it, he felt a sense of heaviness of Mount Tai.

This blow was obviously not something she could easily withstand.

"Killer moves?" The corners of Ning Yan Ancestor's mouth curled slightly, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face again.

However, although he was ridiculed on his face, in fact, Ning Yan Ancestor did not take it big in his heart.

Her right hand, in this short moment, also had a white silk glove.

This white silk glove is also a good magic weapon, and it blooms with a deep blue light, condensing a thick light mask.

The next moment.

The two ritual instruments are connected.

The bright silver spear carried the momentum of the mountain and stabbed it on the white silk glove.

Not!

The dual-method weapon was fine, but the two of them were inevitably churning with blood and blood, and the Dharma Body was hit to a certain extent.

"Death to this seat!" Ning Yan Old Ancestor's eyes showed a cold light, changed his strategy, turned his palm into a claw, and slashed at Fu Zhizhou's heart, which was close to her, as if he wanted to dig out his heart and intestines together.

It's just that at this time, Fu Zhizhou, who is experienced in combat, suddenly turned the bright silver spear into a stab, and the ape arm slammed into the head of the Ning Yan Ancestor.

Seeing this, Ning Yan Ancestor could only be forced to retreat temporarily, turn his claws into palms, and take advantage of the situation to climb Fu Zhizhou's spear to resist this heavy blow.

But at this moment.

The barrel of the Bright Silver Spear suddenly changed, and two fist-sized dried corpse heads stretched out, stretched out their necks, and bit down on Ning Yan Ancestor's arms.

"Spirit and martial arts?" At this time, Ning Yan Ancestor finally saw clearly the tactics used by Fu Zhizhou.

It's just that this kind of tactics that are still effective during the Qi training and foundation building period, how can they still be used today by the old Jin Dan of Canglan Old Monster?

But soon, Ning Yan Ancestor didn't dare to underestimate the tactics used by this low-level cultivator anymore.

Other spells, combined with martial arts, may not be worth mentioning, but this obviously does not include the secret art of corpse path.

Under the secret technique of the corpse path, Fu Zhizhou's magic body is not only as powerful and hard as the corpse refining, but while attacking her, the bright silver spear in his hand is also constantly performing various corpse path strange skills, making her unable to guard against it.

"Canglan, I can't imagine that after you took it, your means are even more powerful than before."

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Ning Yan Ancestor seized the opportunity and walked away, she glanced at Fu Zhizhou in the distance, and couldn't help but praise.

If it weren't for this means, the "Canglan Old Monster" in the middle of Jindan would not have been able to fight with her, the peak of Jindan, for so long.

"Canglan?" Hearing this, Fu Zhizhou laughed, and there was more disdain in his tone, "He's an old thing, he has long been devoured by me." Ning Yan, you demon woman, remember, what you are fighting now is not the old monster Canglan, but me, the old monster Fu Zhizhou! ”

Fu Zhizhou said loudly.

He is about to die, and he has no intention of hiding his identity.

When he was alive, he couldn't live uprightly, and could only be forced to walk the world as a "corpse old monster". I didn't dare to recognize my brother or son.

Now that he is dead, he wants to change his "way of death" and die with dignity!

"After practicing for four hundred years, Fu Zhizhou has no regrets!"

Fu Zhizhou shouted, and then held the bright silver spear, and killed the Ning Yan Ancestor, and killed the monks of the Hehuan Sect who were besieging him at this moment.

Ning Yan Ancestor didn't care about Fu Zhizhou's insults, she cared more about Fu Zhizhou's true identity.

"Fu Zhizhou?"

"Are you Fu Lin's father?"

"I see."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ning Yan Ancestor's mouth.

At this moment, she finally understood why the "Canglan Old Monster" wanted to take action against her niece Leng Yuyuan, and even if she offended her, she had to help Fu Lin free herself from her shackles.

There is no other reason, and a sentence of "father-son relationship" is enough to explain all this.

"But alas, you and your son will die together today."

"You are not Canglan's guy, it is better than Fu Zhizhou, and you can better solve the hatred in my heart."

Ning Yan Ancestor said lightly.

After finishing speaking, she waved her sleeve robe and signaled to the monks of the Hehuan Sect present to condense the battle array, and directly killed Fu Zhizhou to death with the power of the people.

She is not a martial artist, so she will not talk about the spirit of martial arts, and she will fight against Fu Zhizhou alone.

In addition, in the face of Fu Zhizhou, a lone wolf with a will to die, Rao is a Jindan overhaul, and she can't help but have some fear at this moment.

Although she is not her opponent, it is not too difficult to fight hard and seriously injure her.

"Don't kill him right away."

"Wait for this seat to come back, and then slowly concoct it."

Ning Yan Ancestor turned her head and walked into the air, she was going to bring back Fu Lin who had escaped, and then in front of Fu Zhizhou's father, she would cut him with a thousand knives and kill him little by little, so as to pay tribute to Leng Yuyuan's undead.

And yet—

That's when it happened.

A terrifying coercion suddenly fell from the sky and pressed on the body of the Ning Yan Ancestor, making it almost fall from the sky.

"Kill whom? Who is concocting? ”

"Ning Yan, do you want to say this sentence again?"

At the same time, a voice full of banter slowly sounded in the ears of Ning Yan Ancestor.

(End of chapter)