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Suddenly, Xiao Jin's ears trembled, he screamed, his claws reached forward, and quickly threw Huang Xiaoyun and Xiao Pan Yan to the spirit shuttle.

Then the little monkey directly controlled the Lingshuo and flew towards the place of the explosion, looking extremely anxious, fortunately, it was only two or three miles away, and in an instant, the Lingsuo arrived at the battlefield.

The scene in front of them made several people stunned, only to see that a three-zhang sized pit appeared in this place, and the deepest part of the pit was one zhang deep, this power was completely beyond the ability of the monks in the foundation building period, and it definitely reached the attack power of the knot stage.

However, the center of the pit did not suffer much impact, forming a raised platform, and several people immediately saw Lu Kun on the platform.

Lu Kun looked extremely miserable at this time, his face was pale, his whole body was covered with blood, and his arms looked even more terrifying, the flesh and blood on them were blurred, and even white bones were seen on his wrists.

However, the bleeding had stopped, and there was a faint flash of purple light in the flesh, as if it was repairing itself.

Lu Kun only had a tattered trouser left outside his body, as well as a few storage bags around his waist, the lightning hammer looked a little dull, and it was discarded aside, if you looked closely, you would find that there was still a trace of crack on it.

Except for Lu Kun on the platform, that is, a few broken shield fragments and four storage bags, the three late-stage foundation building monks of Wanbaolou seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and there was not a trace left.

"Xiao Jin, help me to go to the Lingshuo, my whole body muscles, including internal organs, are seriously damaged, and I can't move. Lu Kun, who was lying on the ground, said to the little monkey in an extremely weak tone.

Xiao Jin nodded, dropped the spirit shuttle, rushed to Lu Kun's side, grabbed his arm, kicked his legs, and easily jumped on the spirit shuttle with this Lu Kun, who was many times bigger than it.

"By the way, don't forget to grab the storage bag and my lightning hammer, I finally tried my best to control the power so that I didn't damage the storage bag, if this leaked, this fight would be in vain. ”

Lu Kun lay on the Lingshuo, watching Xiao Jin pick up the storage bag and lightning hammer on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief, he beat his spirits, and then said: "Xiao Jin, urge the Lingsuo with all your strength, fly to the southeast, and in a while, the people from Nanfengfang City will come over." ”

"Squeak!"

"What? Five or six monks are already ten miles away? ”

Xiao Jin threw the storage bag and the lightning hammer into the spirit shuttle, and instigated the demon spirit power, and flew the flying boat into the distance.

After about a quarter of an hour, six foundation-building monks dressed in black and white robes arrived, and when they saw the huge hole, they all stopped in confusion.

The leader of this group of people was the black-clothed deacon who received Lu Kun, and he came to the middle of the pit with his flying magic weapon, looking at the golden shield fragments scattered on the ground, his face full of horror.

He shouted, "Uncle Clan's golden shield has been shattered, how is this possible?"

"Huang Chen, you read that right, Uncle Clan's golden armor shield is a third-level defensive magic weapon, except for the monks of the Yudan period, who can break it. ”

It was a man in white who spoke, he came to Huang Chen's side, casually took a shield fragment on the ground in his hand, looked at it twice, and his originally casual expression disappeared without a trace, becoming extremely white.

He said with a little trembling: "It's really a golden armor shield!"

"The golden shield was shattered?"

"There's something strange about this pothole, I've been here before, and it doesn't seem like there's a pothole. ”

"Could it be that this pit was created by an attack by an immortal cultivator?"

At this moment, the six foundation-building monks thought of a terrible situation, and they were all drenched in cold sweat.

Huang Chen, the black-clothed deacon who spoke before, muttered, "This pit, coupled with the shattered golden armor shield, is it really a monk of the Yudan period?"

When the others heard his whisper, they showed a little fear, the monks of the Dan period were not something they could deal with.

"Huang Chen, didn't you say that Uncle Clan and Fifth Brother and Sixth Brother were here to kill a monk in the early stage of foundation building?

Huang Chen's forehead was sweating, he looked extremely flustered, and he couldn't speak.

"By the way, I put a tracking mark on that early foundation building monk, and when I first came out of Fang City, I still had some senses, I'll try again. ”

After speaking, Huang Chen hurriedly recited a certain mantra, closed his eyes and sensed it carefully.

Soon, he opened his eyes again, and said very blankly: "The tracking mark is gone, and our family's secret technique can be easily erased unless the divine sense is much stronger than mine, but that person only has the cultivation of the early stage of foundation building." ”

"It must have been the monk of the Dan period who made a move, so it seems that there are only two possibilities, either the immortal cultivator you tracked down and the clan uncle were destroyed by the monk of the Dan period together. ”

"Either that immortal cultivator has a cultivator behind him, and he kills the clan uncle in anger, no matter which one it is, it is not something we can deal with. ”

"It must be so!"

"Well, do you think the monk will come back? ”

"We hurried back to Fang City and told the family the news. ”

These foundation building period monks muttered, and then with a look of horror, they flew in the direction of Nanfengfang City.

However, the black-clothed deacon Huang Chen's face still had a look of doubt: "That monk is obviously a monk from another country, is it really a monk who passed by in the Yudan period, and he became greedy and wiped them all out?"

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Not to mention the panic of the few people in Wanbaolou, Lu Kun and their spirit shuttle have already flown out for more than ten miles under the control of Xiao Jin.

Lu Kun was lying on the Lingshuo at this time, his complexion had recovered a lot, and he said a little nervously: "Xiao Jin, have they followed?"

Little King's ears twitched slightly, shook his head, and squeaked a few more times.

Hearing this, Lu Kun breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a look of happiness: "Fortunately, I remembered the tracking mark left by that person on my body, and with my extremely condensed mid-stage peak divine sense at this time, I easily removed it. ”

"When they see the traces of the battle, they think that they are the work of the monks of the Yudan period, and they will not risk chasing us. ”

"Xiao Jin, the aura around here is average, and there are very few immortal cultivators, go down and find a place, I want to check the injury. ”

The little monkey nodded, controlled the spirit shuttle and flew down, found a cave in a rather desolate mountain, and landed.

The little golden demon's spiritual power flashed, and he threw the spirit shuttle and the lightning hammer on it into Lu Kun's storage bag, and also hung several other storage bags around his waist.

Huang Xiaoyun and the others helped Lu Kun into the cave together.

"Xiao Jin, take out the silver spirit control breastplate from my storage bag. ”

"Yes, yes, that's it, put it on for me. ”