Once the machine of the sect is running, even if it is just at full strength under the foundation, all the available information is constantly gathered.

At this time, he gathered all his disciples under a tree at the edge of the forest.

"Yi Heng, about twenty-eight years old, nearly fifteen years old, five elements of miscellaneous spiritual roots, eight years ago cultivated to the sixth layer of qi refining, fighting all over the eighth layer of invincible opponents, scheming against the enemy, hand-to-hand combat is extremely ferocious.

The casting speed is more than double that of the same level, seven years ago, the seventh layer of qi refining, once smashed the ninth layer of qi refining monks with one blow near Tianli Mountain, it is suspected that there is a powerful magic weapon, but it has never been used later, it can be guessed that this is a one-time magic weapon. ”

"Five years ago, he entered Liu Hathan's door and became a disciple of his own lineage, during which he spent three years concentrating on cultivation, and did not show his face in the door.

It is certain that this cave flute is the magic weapon used by Liu Hathan during the Qi refining period, and it has a "woo" sound when attacking, which has a slight impact on the monk's spell casting, but if you can pay attention to it, you can guard against it.

Entering the Misty Forest two years ago, I don't know what happened in it, but there must be a big opportunity, because after coming out, the cultivation has increased greatly, at least the eleventh layer of Qi refining, and Senior Brother You Shijin also died at that time.

And it only lasted a few faces, the door master was right, if I had paid attention to these details, then Senior Brother Liu would have been fine, I couldn't live with Senior Brother Liu. ”

Chen Shoutian's eyes were red as he spoke, and tears seemed to be falling again, and everyone was also sad when he was infected.

"Senior Brother Chen doesn't have to blame himself, on the road of cultivating immortals, it is common to fight and be injured and injured, and now that we are avenging Senior Brother Liu, it is not strange to think that Senior Brother Liu will come. ”

A monk next to him hurriedly comforted.

"Yes, I will avenge my junior brother this time. Chen Shoutian gritted his teeth and said, holding back his tears and continuing to analyze.

"Then it's very clear now, Yi Heng, Yi Men personally passed on, about eleven layers of qi refining, the magic weapon has a hole flute, a high-grade magic weapon, and its "woo" sound can temporarily interrupt the casting.

A set of needle-shaped magic weapons, more than five, the grade is unknown, but the speed of the shot is extremely fast, and it is difficult to guard against short distances.

A clothing defensive magic weapon, the grade is unknown, but the general attack has no effect, the thunder and lightning sent by Senior Brother Liu hit the body, and it did not cause injuries, and the exercise should be "Xunzi Jue". ”

Chen Shoutian felt like he had changed as a person, why hadn't he discovered these details before?

"Senior Brother Li, you were there at the time, but do you have anything to add?" he asked, turning his head to a monk next to him.

"That's about it, it's just a little doubtful, this person and Senior Brother Liu only fought for a moment, but the last blow was a little inexplicable. ”

The last scene recurred in Senior Brother Li's mind, and now he had some heart palpitations when he thought about it, but he didn't know what was going on.

"Oh? Senior Brother Li elaborated. Chen Shoutian was a little surprised, he felt that he had analyzed in detail enough.

At that time, Senior Brother Liu's double hammer had just hit this person, and he was about to hit, but suddenly he held his head in both hands, and he couldn't care about guiding the double hammer.

As if there was some unbearable pain in his head, this person's needle-shaped magic weapon shot at Senior Brother Liu at this time. ”

Senior Brother Li was not far away at the time, so he could see very clearly, but because he could see clearly, he felt frightened.

"Is this caused by the exercises or the magic weapons?" Chen Shoutian's face was solemn, since he let go of the arrogance of genius, he finally found that there were many capable people in this world.

"I don't know. Senior Brother Li thought about it carefully, but there was no trace, so he had to say helplessly.

Chen Shoutian lowered his head and pondered hard, are there any exercises or magic weapons that he has seen and heard that can hurt people invisibly?

After half a ring, he had to give up, looking at the more than ten pairs of expectant eyes in front of him, he suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

"Junior disciples, don't panic, don't go into the forest for the time being today, and wait for me to think about it. There must be no more damage this time, and he felt overwhelmed, like the coercion from the door master.

Thousands of miles away, a group of monks flew at high speed on all kinds of magic weapons, and the uniform Tsing Yi Taoist clothes looked very shocking, and the direction of progress was straight to the entrance of the Misty Forest.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Yi will be fine, right?" Two monks with similar temperaments walked side by side, and the slightly younger monk asked, his face already sweating slightly, and the anxiety in his heart could be seen from the eager eyes.

"Senior Brother Zeng doesn't have to worry, if you think Senior Brother Yi has entered the Misty Forest, it will be fine in a short time. ”

This person is the elder brother of Yimen, Feng Wuxing, and next to him is Zeng Yushu, if Yi Heng sees it, he will be extremely happy, because at this time, Zeng Yushu's temperament is very similar to Feng Wuxing, I think it is because he has heard about it and seen it.

But at this moment, his slightly pale face was full of eagerness, but it was not as light as the light wind of the fearless clouds.

"That's good, whoever dares to touch my Senior Brother Yi must step on me first. Zeng Yushu gritted his teeth and said.

"Senior brother's words are inappropriate, cultivating immortals is against the sky, if Senior Brother Yi is sad about this catastrophe, it is also his destiny, I can do my best, not to mention that Senior Brother Yi's cultivation means are probably not under you and me." ”

Feng Wuxing said indifferently, as if everything in the world was so reasonable, and he just had to try his best to fight for it.

"Senior Brother is right, Senior Brother Yi can kill Zhenmen in one face, but he is much more powerful than me. When Zeng Yushu heard this, he realized that he was too concerned and out of proportion, so he was so inexplicably anxious.

"But it's dangerous for him to be alone in the midst of the enemy, and we need to speed up. Then he thought that Senior Brother Yi was afraid that he was being chased and killed at this time, so he ran away in embarrassment, and said anxiously.

"Senior Brother Zeng, can you be faster?" Feng Wuxing quipped.

"Also, for a few days and around, it's the fastest speed. Zeng Yushu wiped the sweat from his face and said with a wry smile.

"You should be able to get to the entrance of the Misty Forest tomorrow morning, Senior Brother Yi, you have to hold on. Zeng Yushu thought secretly in his heart.

Senior Brother Yi, whose face was full of scars, appeared in his mind again, and said to himself affectionately:

"It's up to us to revive the prestige of the division. ”

In an instant, I felt panicked and burst into tears.

Early in the morning, Chen Shoutian stood in front of the forest refreshed, his face regained his previous self-confidence, and when more than forty monks saw this, they knew that the senior brother had a countermeasure, so their expressions were slightly excited.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Chen Shoutian jumped onto a boulder.

"I asked my master last night, there are traces of any exercise or magic weapon in the world before attacking, so when dealing with this person, first defend the whole body, especially the head, even if he uses this attack, he will definitely use a needle-shaped magic weapon next. ”

Chen Shoutian's face was not red, his heart was not beating, he lied, he was about to go, and he thought that the master should be able to carry this pot.

"We can besiege him today. When he saw that the monks were excited, he relieved himself.