Chapter 700: The Old Man Helps

Shi Xiao also noticed the disappearing arm, and at the same time, there seemed to be a cool breeze coming from his back, which suddenly made him creepy. Saying that it was too late, Shi Xiao turned sideways suddenly, and the severed dark arm had already crossed his cheek, and a bloody mark appeared on the right side of his face.

The hot pain also made him feel a little palpitating, as early as when he saw these emperor puppets, the ancestral body secret method had already been urged, but this time, although it was a fatal blow, that blow directly cut the spiritual power condensed by the ancestral body secret method.

Without waiting for Shi Xiao to think, the figure behind him raised his hands again, and the slender ten trembled weirdly, and the five Emperor God puppets immediately gave up creating a prison and went straight to Shi Xiao.

This time, Shi Xiao noticed the figure, on her hands, there were faintly dozens of slender lines that shone slightly, if it weren't for the light refracted on it, it would be difficult to be noticed.

Seeing this, the old man grabbed Shi Xiao's clothes suddenly, and then the surrounding white mist suddenly converged towards the two of them to form a white mist mass, wrapping the two of them tightly, and the dark aura of the five people was like countless long whips, pumping towards this white mist.

"I didn't expect you old guy to be a shrunken turtle!" Seeing this, the figure spoke, and the female voice was extremely cold, like a yin wind blowing out of the Nine Shadows Abyss, passing through the white mist and entering the ears of the two.

With a slight twitch of her fingers, the five golems stopped in place.

The old man's expression was serious, he didn't say a word, his palms were already sweating, and he looked nervously at the fog condensed around him.

"Hand over that kid in your hand, and I'll keep you intact, don't worry about the face of the two clans being neighbors!" Seeing that the old man was silent, the woman was slightly angry, her fingers trembled slightly, and the five puppets were also ready.

Shi Xiao never thought that he would be targeted so soon, and at that moment, he also felt the terrifying aura on the woman's body, and he also had the strength of the Emperor God Realm.

"This Immortal Misty Mountain is the territory of my Wentu clan, and this kid didn't go to the territory of your Imperial God Clan, why should he hand it over to you, and today you came privately, if I report it to the patriarch, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat and walk around!" The old man spoke, but his forehead was covered with sweat.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

Airplanes!

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the ten fingers of her hands shook rapidly, and the five corpse puppets seemed to have been violently blessed by some kind of power, and they all appeared out of thin air with two pitch-black blades, slashing directly towards the white mist mass.

The blade of the knife fell rapidly on the fog mass, and every time it fell, there was a pitch-black aura sweeping the white mist at the edge of its blade, as if it was peeling off the fog mass little by little.

The old man's face became more and more ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, I'll go out and drag, you have been running up the place shrouded in mist, remember, don't get out of the fog, until you see the sign of the Wentu clan, which is a purple spar engraved with the words 'Wentu clan', so you rush up directly..."

"What should you do then, senior..."

"I'm just a gatekeeper, if I die, someone will come down for me, hurry up, this time you are afraid that you have been targeted by the Imperial God Clan, they may already know that you are the reincarnation of Xiaotian, according to their methods, if you don't run, at most you won't survive tomorrow!"

The old man directly interrupted Shi Xiao's words, and as he spoke, the two white mist in his palms were instantly grasped, and at the same time, his face became extremely depressed.

"Rush!" every day

Rumble!

The old man's voice fell, and the white mist in his hands instantly condensed into thousands of brilliance, and at the same time, countless formations were released from his hands, and the white mist instantly spread to the surroundings.

At the same time, wherever the fog was shrouded, every inch of the ground had already appeared with a golden formation, buzzing and deafening.

"Take care!" Shi Xiao sighed, glanced at the robed woman coldly, and then his body flashed out quickly, heading straight for the top of the mountain.

Seeing this, the woman shook her ten fingers, wanting to urge the five corpse puppets to catch up with Shi Xiao. However, the feet of the five corpse puppets were all shrouded in formation, and they couldn't move half a step at all.

"Do you want to catch up, don't look at who I am!" The old man's vicissitudes of life sounded, and the brilliance emitted by the countless formations where the white mist appeared in his hand was rapidly intertwined, and after that, the formations under the feet of the five corpse puppets suddenly rose, turning into cages and imprisoning them.

The woman's face was extremely cold, and the aura on her body was even more so, cold and biting, the whole person was like a strong man from the Yin Han Cave, with the rapid shaking of her ten fingers, the five corpse puppets suddenly released a black aura and landed on the formation at her feet.

The black aura seemed to be terrifyingly corrosive, and in just a few tens of seconds, the imprisoned formation urged by the old man completely shattered and turned into nothing.

The old man's face also became extremely pale at this time, and his breath was extremely weak, and he closed his eyes and sat on the ground, not caring about everything that followed.

"Since he ran away, then let you feed my puppet!" Seeing that Shi Xiao's figure had already disappeared into the thick fog, the woman did not send the puppet to chase after her, but turned her face and looked at the old man coldly.

As the black aura on the puppets of the six corpses became thicker and thicker, gradually, the white mist here was also eroded into black, and finally the old man also submerged into the black mist.

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Shi Xiao's footsteps did not dare to slack off at all, and he kept rushing up in this mist, and the more he went up, the thinner and thinner this fog became, until he was halfway up the mountain, except for a thin mist in the middle of the two rows of towering ancient trees, the rest of the fog had already disappeared.

According to what the old man said before, after a quick gallop of incense, he had reached the top of the mountain, and below the back slope of the mountain, a purple spar was also standing upright in front of Shi Xiao's eyes.

The spar is engraved with the words 'Wentu family', but except for this small spare, there is no clan land of the Wentu family.

Just as Shi Xiao walked forward, the surrounding space was like a lake, and there was a wave around Shi Xiao, and at this moment, the previous white mist appeared on the periphery of Shi Xiao's body, instantly enveloping it.

After Shi Xiao entered the lake, the white mist also broke away from him, gradually enveloping the place into a sea of fog.

At this moment, a quaint clan land appeared in front of Shi Xiao's eyes, as if he had come to another world, everything was peaceful and quiet.

Before Shi Xiao finished admiring the scenery here, three figures walked briskly in front of him, the middle one led by him looked hurried, and the two behind him had extremely cold faces.

"Why are you alone!? How did you get here?"