Shi Chen didn't care who this burst of rain came from, and fled to a sect not far in front of him.

This sect is not big, and in appearance, it is not as big as a Lotus Sect in the Immortal Realm, let alone compared to the Blue Cloud Sect. In order to cover his ears and eyes, he collected the light rain into the true spirit world.

Coincidentally, when he saw a group of disciples who had returned from going out to practice, Shi Chen had no choice, and used up the spiritual power he had just recovered, and the dream back bead flickered quietly.

When this group of disciples stepped into the sect's great array and was identified, Shi Chen followed them into the sect. Meng Huizhu deceived this group of disciples, and also deceived the sect's big array, like a wisp of fresh wind, blowing in leisurely with this group of people.

Shi Chen clearly saw the three big characters on the plaque on the sect, Xuangong Gate.

This name is too familiar to me, and there is a small sect in the fairy world with a similar name to the Xuangong Sect, called the Xuangong Sect. He had once explored the whereabouts of the paulownia puppet from the mouth of its sect leader Yao He.

Looking back at this group of Xuangong Sect disciples, each wearing a uniform black robe, carrying a puppet behind their backs, and storing them in a coffin. This dress is also somewhat similar to that of Xuangongzong. The puppets behind the disciples of the Xuangong Sect are all wrapped in bandages, and compared to them, they are inseparable from their sects.

Shi Chen hurriedly found a corner where no one was, and took down the hat, this white suit was too incompatible with Xuangong Zong. and his own gorgeous hair and appearance, which will expose himself.

Without doing anything, he directly tried his best to get into the coffin of a puppet carried by a certain disciple, changed into the dress of a puppet, and replaced it.

Suddenly, the plague god Sa Yu, the phantom god Liu Hongfei, and the rain god Luo Qianhui came to the vicinity of the Xuangong Gate.

After a little search around them, they couldn't detect Shi Chen's spiritual aura.

"This kid has wings and flies?" the plague god wondered.

"Sect Master, don't chase it anymore. Your daughter's enmity, let it be stopped. Luo Qianhui persuaded.

"Hmph, don't think about it! This revenge is not shared, and one day I will avenge it. Let this Shichen child live happily for a few days first. Sa said angrily, still sulking. This Luo Qianhui really doesn't have a backache when she stands and talks, and it's not your daughter who is killed in her feelings, so you really don't have to pay attention to the pain of others?

Liu Hongfei also couldn't detect Shi Chen's spiritual breath, according to what the plague god said, Shi Chen should be seriously injured and difficult to escape too far.

However, with his apprentice in hand, he doesn't have to worry at all, this Shi Chen will come to find him in person sooner or later. Liu Hongfei looked at Xing Ruwan, who was imprisoned in the True Spirit World by herself, and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's leave it at that. Liu Hongfei said the same.

"Well, even if I find him today, I don't think you will allow me to kill him. No matter what, I'll write down this account first. And you Luo Qianhui, stop me from taking revenge today, and my plague god has also written it down!" The plague god felt unfair, and was not ready to stay, turned around and went back to the plague temple, and before leaving, he deliberately paid attention to the Xuangong Gate, and his consciousness probed all over it, but he did not find any trace of Shi Chen, and left unwillingly.

All the monks in the Xuangong Sect, including the puppet sect Guo Tai, were trapped, and their bodies were as transparent as if they were transparent, and at that moment just now, it seemed that all the secrets had been swept through their bodies by a certain consciousness.

Guo Tai was shocked, this aura of consciousness was at least the strength of the peak of the Little Consummation Divine Realm! Except for the three minor gods of the God Realm, Guo Tai couldn't imagine that anyone else would dare to be so presumptuous.

This consciousness is too domineering, not like Luo Qianhui, not like Liu Hongfei, but the plague god Sa Yu! Guo Tai was trapped when he thought of this old poison, and his heart was also tight, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead to his chin.

With the departure of the plague god, Liu Hongfei also gave up and turned around and went back to the Illusion God Temple.

Luo Qianhui saw the two leaving, so she was relieved. Fortunately, this Shi Chen's life was great, and he couldn't guess where he could escape with his seriously injured body. But the three of them searched for it all the way, and they really couldn't find a trace. His aura of spiritual power seemed to have completely disappeared from here and there in an instant.

"Jiren has his own heavenly appearance, it seems that it is useless for me to worry, everything depends on your own creation. Luo Qianhui sighed and said, she can only help Shi Chen get here. The next time I meet the plague god Sa Yu, or the phantom god Liu Hongfei, I'm afraid I won't be so lucky.

Liu Hongfei is better, but she simply wants to ask about her husband's whereabouts. But the plague god Sa Yu is determined to kill Shi Chen to avenge his daughter.

No longer thinking about it, Luo Qianhui stepped on the huge deep-water dragon Jiao and returned to the Blue Cloud Sect and the Rain God Temple.

Shi Chen ate a pill of Hui Yuan Dan and slowly recovered the overdrawn spiritual power and injuries in his body.

Taken back to his cave by this Xuangong disciple, Shi Chen listened carefully to every move outside in the coffin.

The disciple set aside the coffin behind him and gently lowered it. Then he took out a living person from the True Spirit World. Drop it on the ground and begin to perform the magic of alchemy.

This is the most ruthless part of the Xuangong Sect, using living people to refine puppets, the unique art of refining puppets in the sect. If it is normal for the Xuangong Sect to use materials to refine puppets, then the puppet refining technique of this Xuangong Sect is simply bloody.

As the immortal technique of this mid-stage disciple of the Primordial God was exerted, his hands began to pinch the trick, and a black qi gathered on his hands, this breath was like the breath of the Yellow Spring of the Nai He Bridge, and there was a feeling that he could immediately deprive his life of opportunity.

The living person who had been thrown on the ground before was now tied up very strong and unable to move. The mouth was also sealed by this Xuangong Sect disciple, and he watched in horror as the evil cultivator in front of him ran a ball of dead qi in his hand, becoming more and more violent.

was frightened, and panicked and let out a "uh-huh" cry for help.

Shi Chen couldn't see what the scene was like outside, but judging by the sound, it was a female cultivator who was arrested, and her cultivation was still in the middle stage.

After brewing the black death qi in his hand, the Xuangongmen monk stared at the female cultivator who was cowering on the ground, wanting to use his strength to hit this black qi towards the female cultivator.

With a twist of his hands, he put the death qi on his hands and patted it at the female cultivator.

What the Xuangong Sect disciples couldn't have imagined was that when he was about to go out with this palm, his chest was hot, and a warm current overflowed from his heart.

Looking at his heart with trembling pupils, at this moment, a green sword pierced his heart, and the blood of his internal organs fell down his robe along the tip of the sword.

"Who is ......" The Xuangong Sect disciple swept behind him with his consciousness in horror, only to find that it was a primordial monk who was covered in injuries and his breath had just recovered steadily. It's just that I'm carrying him behind my back now, and I can't see his face clearly.

"The cultivation of harming people also deserves to ask more!" Shi Chen said lightly. With a pull of the Qingyu Sword in his hand, the blood in the heart of the Xuangong Sect disciple gushed out violently and sprayed all over the ground.