Finding that the Golden Cicada Daoist was directly ignoring him, Qin Wei frowned coldly, and chased after the Golden Cicada Daoist in a flash.

Feeling Qin Wei's pursuit behind him, the Golden Cicada Daoist did not turn around, and quietly released his own Yuan Spirit.

"Killing God in vain?" Seeing the very rare Killing God Bai Luo Yuan Spirit, Qin Wei was obviously stagnant.

"The taste of the White Tiger Guard, I haven't killed a little tiger for a long time..."The Golden Cicada Daoist Yuan Ling Killing God Bai Luo appeared behind the Golden Cicada Daoist in a gray suit. Holding the sword in his right hand, the Yuan Spirit Killing God Bai Luo took a brief look, and then slashed at the White Tiger Guard in front of Qin Wei with a sword.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Yuan Ling White Tiger Guard instantly waved the golden spear in his hand to block.

With a stabbing sound, under the frightened gaze of Qin Wei and Yuan Ling Bai Huwei, the golden spear in Bai Huwei's hand was split in half by the Yuan Ling Killing God Bai Luo's sword.

Without a hint of hesitation, the Yuan Ling White Tiger Guard instantly discarded the Lingwu Golden Spear in his hand, grabbed Qin Wei's right shoulder in shock, and dodged the extended attack with all his might.

Dodging the extended attack, Qin Wei had not yet stabilized his body, and the Yuan Spirit Killing God Bai Luo attacked with a sword again.

"Withdraw!" The Yuanling White Tiger Guard let out a low roar, and then possessed Qin Wei directly dodged and retreated.

"Useless little brutes know how to run." Seeing that the Yuan Ling White Tiger Guard possessed Qin Wei fled quickly outside the Rufeng City, the Yuan Ling Killing God Bai Luo showed disdain.

"Huh? No, what a strange fluctuation of spiritual power! "When the Yuan Spirit Killing God Bai Luo was entangled in whether to pursue Qin Wei, an incomparably unfamiliar spiritual power permeated the entire Wind City.

With the inexplicable spiritual power permeating, all the monks in the square in front of the hall regained control of their bodies, and the spiritual level imprisonment brought by the previous Divine Realm monks was instantly eliminated.

Feeling the inexplicable fluctuation of unfamiliar spiritual power, the Golden Cicada Daoist frowned, and an ominous feeling appeared in his heart, "Where is it sacred?" Why can't even this seat deduce its full picture? No, we can't delay any longer, it's too late! ”

In terms of spiritual realm cultivation and combat alone, Jin Chanzi can't compete with any of the five major sects at all, after all, the five major sects are too strong. But as the former deputy hall master of the Heavenly Machine Divine Temple, the Golden Cicada Daoist's deduction technique has already been cultivated to the ultimate realm, and there is almost no opponent in the entire cultivation continent, even his senior brother, the master of the Heavenly Machine Divine Temple, the old man of Tianji, cannot absolutely suppress him. This is also the fundamental reason why the Golden Cicada Daoist was able to escape from the joint strangulation of the Heavenly Machine Temple and the five major sects.

This time the danger appeared, and the Golden Cicada Daoist had already made countless deductions. Although the results of the deduction show that his life is worry-free on this trip, he is still full of dangers, especially a key creature, no matter how the Golden Cicada Daoist deduces, he has never been able to see the whole picture.

Feeling the inexplicable spiritual power, a familiar sense of ominousness once again hit the whole body of the Golden Cicada Daoist, and every time this sense of ominousness hits, the Golden Cicada Daoist will encounter a death crisis.

No longer hesitating, the Golden Cicada Daoist was ready not to intervene in any disputes, and left directly after grabbing the target person of this trip.

Just when the Golden Cicada Daoist thought for a while, Chu Renmei, who had transformed into a phase, had already regained her ability to act. The moment he found that the Golden Cicada Daoist was attacking Chu Nianlang and regained his ability to move, the six-tailed spirit fox Chu Renmei rushed to the Golden Cicada Daoist desperately.

"I don't know what to live or die!" Chu Renmei has not yet approached, and the golden cicada Daoist Yuan Spirit Killing God Bai Luo has already flashed behind Chu Renmei.

Before he could turn around and deal with it, the six-tailed spirit fox Chu Renmei was cut off by the Yuan Spirit Killing God Bai Luo with a sword.

"Mother's !!" Under Chu Nianlang's tearful gaze, Chu Meiren was instantly cut back into human form. Burst! Chu Renmei, who had lost her right arm, vomited blood, and then fell headlong to the ground in the square in front of the palace.

With a bang, Chu Renmei fell hard. After landing, Chu Renmei passed out directly. After an instant, the ground around the Chu people was quickly stained red with blood.

Just when Chu Nianlang was about to look at Chu Renmei, a familiar figure blocked between Chu Nianlang and the Golden Cicada Daoist. This figure is none other than Chu Nianlang and Ah Lang's master, Wu Mingzi.

Not surprisingly, Wu Mingzi didn't have a chance to fight with all his might. Even if he fought with all his might, Wu Mingzi had no chance of winning in front of the Golden Cicada Daoist.

"Get out of here!" The Golden Cicada Daoist slapped Wu Mingzi's right cheek with one palm.

With a pop, Wu Mingzi sprayed blood wildly, and his entire body was slapped away by the Golden Cicada Daoist.

With a bang, Wu Mingzi landed on the ground with a bang. After landing on the ground, Wu Mingzi tried to get up with all his might, but he was too seriously injured, and the entire right side of his face was deformed by the Golden Cicada Dao fan. His eyes were blocked by blood, and Wu Mingzi tried to stabilize his body again in a moment. After swaying, Wu Mingzi finally fell to his knees and fainted.

"Master!!" Finding that Wu Mingzi had suffered a heavy blow, Ah Lang and Chu Nianlang roared at the same time.

"It's noisy!" Hearing Ah Lang and Chu Nianlang roaring in unison, staring at the target Chu Nianlang, the golden cicada Taoist stretched out his hand and fanned Ah Lang who roared loudly on the side.

When the left hand of the Golden Cicada Daoist was about to touch Ah Lang's body, a sudden change occurred.

"Tut-tut-tut... It's been a long time since I've seen such high-level feeding meat! It's as small as the wind, it's done well, and Ben Ling really didn't choose the wrong person..."

With an extremely strange voice on the side, the heartbeat of the Golden Cicada Dao suddenly accelerated. Turning his head to check the source of the voice, the Golden Cicada Daoist found that the city lord of Rufeng City, who had been doing nothing, was staring at him in an extremely strange way. Feeling the strange and familiar spiritual power fluctuations rushing to his face, the Golden Cicada Daoist retreated directly without hesitation.

"Tut-tut-tut... The territory of the spirit is not something that can come and go as soon as you want......"