When the two foundation monks heard this, they answered and kept looking for them nearby.

Beside the brocade-robed man, a monk dressed as a monk in the early stage of the Jindan stood in place, even slowly closing his eyes, and at the same time, there were constant spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, obviously using some secret technique to probe the surroundings.

Another elegant monk with a folding fan in his hand glanced at the monk, but only sneered and did not make any move.

After a cup of tea, the brocade-robed man's face became more and more gloomy.

"How about Peng Daoyou, can you find the trace of that person?" The brocade-robed man stared at the monk and said impatiently.

"That man's concealment skills are very superb, and even the poor monk's sound-detecting skills can't detect him." After a moment, the monk opened his eyes and sighed.

"How can this be, Peng Daoyou's sound detection technique can find the traces of others even if he is thousands of miles away, how can love be invalid at this time." The elegant man closed the folding fan in his hand and said with a raised brow.

"Humph! Brother Li is questioning the poor monk not trying his best to do things for his son? The monk's eyes glared coldly, and a strange halo of light in his pupils spread, and the elegant man was dizzy when he saw it, and the mana was isolated from the discomfort.

The elegant man was furious in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just snorted angrily and spread the folding fan.

"That's it! Childe didn't call the two of you to quarrel, that kid is really not simple, but in just a hundred years, he has broken through from the late stage of foundation building to the middle stage of Jindan, plus there are ancient magic weapons in his body, I can't underestimate him. As soon as the brocade-robed man remembered the events of that year, his face was gloomy.

"Brother Chen can't help but say that it's too outrageous, it only took a hundred years to break through from the foundation to the middle stage of Jindan, you must know that Peng Daoyou and I took nearly two hundred years to advance to Jindan." The elegant man shook his head, his face full of disbelief.

The brocade-robed man was about to say something more, when suddenly the long howls of fierce beasts resounded in the sky.

The three of them all reached in a certain direction, only to see a large group of low-level demon beasts rushing madly.

"How can there be so many demon beasts in a good way!"

In the distance, the two Zhuji monks screamed in horror, and then used various magic weapons to resist the onslaught of these demon beasts.

"Humph! It must be the ghost of the monk! The elegant man showed disdain, and as soon as the clouds and mist gathered under his feet, the whole person flew away, wanting to kill all these demon beasts.

But not long after he flew out, a light suddenly lit up under his feet, and a huge formation appeared.

"Not good!" The elegant man realized that he had accidentally strayed into the formation, and cried out in a lost voice.

But when he reacted, a hurricane rolled up, forming a sharp sword wind to enclose it.

The brocade-robed man and the monk outside looked surprised, and they didn't expect that someone had already laid down a sword formation here.

The monk's first reaction is to help the elegant man break the sword array, after the flying path is over, the monk sacrifices a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and the light flashes, the Buddha beads shoot out, and he is about to pull out the eyes of the array.

The Buddha beads flew to the general level, as if they had hit something, and made a metallic collision sound.

When the monk saw the scene in front of him, he was surprised, grabbed it with his five fingers, and ingested the Buddha bead that was knocked out in his hand.

Under the rotation of a wheel blade in the air, it will also reach Dongfang Zimo's hand.

"Your Excellency is finally reluctant, it seems that you want to fight against our three Jindan with your own strength." The brocade-robed man grinned and stared at Dongfang Zimo deadly.

"If I don't come out, I'm afraid you'll turn this place upside down." In the face of the encirclement and suppression of these people, Dongfang Zimo did not panic at all.

The elegant man was trapped in the sword formation, and he would not be able to come out for a while, as for the monk, he only had the early stage of Jindan's cultivation, so he naturally wouldn't take it to heart, and the words of the brocade robe man had the middle stage of Jindan, so he had to be cautious.

"Peng Daoyou, you go and help Li Daoyou break the sword formation, I'll hold this person for a while." As the brocade-robed man spoke, a long black whip covered with barbs flew out of the storage bag and was held in his hand, and the whip landed with a faint hint of the roar of a beast.

When the monk heard this, he didn't make a sound, but urged the Buddha beads in his hand to prepare to crack the sword array.

Seeing this, Dongfang Zimo just looked thoughtful, but in a moment, a piercing sound suddenly came from the air, and a long whip with thorns slashed straight like lightning.

Dongfang Zimo was shocked in his heart, so he had to deal with the situation in front of him in a new way, and the wheel blade in his hand came out, splitting into three light clusters and spinning away with a shaking.

A ray of light wrapped around the black whip, but the other two rays of light approached the brocade-robed man.

The brocade-robed man was indifferent to this, his arm shook, and the whip that was originally wrapped around the wheel blade got out of trouble, and the long whip flew towards the other two rays of light like a python, and opened its bloody mouth and swallowed it directly into his abdomen.

Just as the brocade-robed man was proud, a green flame flew in.

The brocade-robed man didn't care at first, until this green flame was helpless to even the long whip, and he suddenly realized that this flame was not a breakthrough flame.

In a hurry, the brocade-robed man didn't have time to sacrifice a magic weapon to resist, as long as he wanted to isolate him with his aura protection.

But what made him dumbfounded was that this green flame directly burned through the protective aura, and for a while, the whole person felt that his whole body was hot, and he turned into ashes under a scream.

Dongfang Zimo collected the flame of the demon soul in his hand, his face was as pale as paper, and just by using this flame once, his demonic energy was consumed.

However, it is worth the loss to be able to easily kill an existence of the same level by surprise.

Just after Dongfang Zimo killed the brocade-robed man, the monk finally pulled out the strange sword formation, and happened to see the scene of the brocade-robed man's fall.

"Demon Flame! Could this person be a demonic dual cultivator! The monk gasped and said in shock.

"Brother Chen is also a mid-stage Jindan monk, how could he be killed so quickly." The elegant man was covered with sword marks all over his body, and his appearance was very embarrassed, and his eyes when he looked at Dongfang Zimo were as terrible as seeing a ghost.

"Since you are with that man, go down with him too!" Dongfang Zimo's eyes were full of fierce eyes, and the wheel blade floating in the air suddenly became the size of a roulette wheel, and flew towards the two of them.

Seeing this, the monk was furious, and after shouting, a mouthful of golden bowl flew out of his body, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a mountain as big as a small mountain, and went directly to the huge wheel blade cover.

I don't know where this bowl came from, but it resisted the erosion of the wheel blade for a while, but the monk couldn't get out because he wanted to maintain this treasure, and even his mana was rapidly draining.