Yunu passed by the area of Da Ah Mountain, but did not go down, she believed that the sect master of the Five Elements Sect was also an enemy.

She didn't know how far away, the Qixiang car was already fast to control, but at this time, a hair on her head fell out, and she was very vigilant at the first moment, only to see that the hair turned into a primordial god clone, and it turned into a golden light in just a moment, and fled to the east.

"Oh no, my trail has leaked!" the distraction ran so fast that she couldn't catch up, but she was afraid that she would be discovered if she stayed here, and quickly fled to the west.

Xiong Feixian waited in place, he was already injured and didn't want to chase him.

After a while, a golden light appeared, which was a distraction for him. The distraction flew into Xiong Feixian Purple Mansion and became one with his primordial gods.

And in his hand, he was pinching a hair, the hair of a jade slave. As early as in the secret realm, he took this hair off without being found under the cover of the Wutu apricot yellow flag.

"Take your soul first, see how you run!"

Xiong Feixian took out a straw man, a piece of rune paper, the rune paper was full of demon texts, the ancient demon text was created by the demon master Kunpeng borrowed Luo Shu, it is the first kind of text between heaven and earth, containing the ancient demon's understanding of the nature of heaven and earth.

The demon text wandered on the rune paper like a dragon and snake, with a kind of curse and the power of cause and effect, this talisman was not written by Xiong Feixian, but left by the gods, written by Lu Zhudao Jun.

Xiong Feixian opened a temporary cave and set up an altar. He tied the jade slave's hair to the straw man, pasted the rune paper, took out seven wooden soul nails, inserted them into the straw man one by one, and nailed the rune paper to the straw man.

"After seventy-seven forty-nine days, see how you escape! Even if I am wounded, I will not be able to cure you as a monk who has not become an immortal. "He was very confident, and he used this method to worship Zhao Gongming for seven days, let alone a little monk.

The jade slave was far away, and suddenly felt as if she was entangled in something, a mysterious and mysterious power, and she sensed it carefully, but she couldn't sense it at all.

Zhao Gongming couldn't resist the spell, how could she find out how to crack it? Even if there was a world of difference in cultivation when she cast the spell.

This spell is the secret art of the demon clan, the book of seven arrows of the nail head, which is classified in the thirty-six changes of Tiangang, and it is a first-class ancient secret art, otherwise it would not be so favored by the Xuanmen Immortals.

This technique needs to be made of the best fairy wood to make rune paper, and the blood of the resentful spirit is written in ink, and it can only be performed with more than 10,000 years of locust wood as a nail.

Xiong Feixian now doesn't have this ability, the rune paper he uses is left over from the gods, and he uses the soul nail he refines, and the technique is also lacking, so he is noticed by the jade slave, and it will take seven hundred and forty-nine days to take the life of the jade slave.

Yunu didn't know all this, she just wanted to find a place, stay for a while, take a detour back to the sect, and avenge her senior brother after penance.

She was already panicking at this time, otherwise she would have realized that this matter had nothing to do with Meng Huan and asked him for help.

She had been running for seven days, and had already taken the Qixiang car to the edge of the middle region of Dongsheng Divine Continent, and was about to stop and repair, and return to the sect after recovery.

Suddenly, she lost her soul and lost her soul for some reason.

"Could it be that Xiong Feixian is chasing after him, and he is plotting against me nearby?" The jade slave was groggy at this time, and he had already worshiped one of the Seven Spirit Bells, but he didn't notice it because of his drowsiness.

"No, I have to leave quickly, I can't let him catch up, if I also die, what will I do to avenge my senior brother?"

The jade slave took out a peach, ate it, and recovered her mana and physical state, but her spirit was still not shocked, and she only remembered that her senior brother asked her to go west to avenge her senior brother.

With the support of Pan Tao, she drove the Qixiang car again, and the speed did not decrease, and she rushed to the west with all her might.

Xiong Feixian looked at the grass man, grinned, he cast the spell extremely smoothly, when he used this technique to plot against Zhao Gongming, he was also counterattacked, and at this time, he cast his own spell, and there was not much backlash.

He bowed to the straw man three times every morning and evening, in order to use his own luck to lead the causal avenue between heaven and earth, and take away the three souls and seven spirits of the jade slave. And he already has monstrous merits, and the jade slave is a monk who has not become an immortal, and a little backlash is just a drizzle for him.

"I'm too slow to heal this injury, I have to find some trouble for the Five Elements Sect, in case the trick passed down by that old monster is fake, wouldn't I lose my luck in vain and work in vain?"

He split a primordial spirit, sent him to run errands, and threw himself into recuperation.

Seven days later, the jade slave who was in a hurry had already passed through the central region of the Dongsheng Divine Continent and came to the Western Regions bordering the southern Ganbu Prefecture.

I was about to stop and trim, but once again my head was dizzy, and I felt like the world was spinning.

The whole fairy car was planted in the sky and fell to the ground, but fortunately this is a barren mountain and no one has noticed.

"What's the matter, is Xiong Feixian's thief chasing after him again?"

"Go west, go west, I want revenge!"

She had no intention of resting, nibbled on another peach, and began to flee west again.

Dizzy and distracted, she has already begun to walk away with obsession.

The Da Ah Mountain Range, the Five Elements Sect, came some uninvited guests at this time, some pheasant monks who didn't know where they came from.

A huge mace smashed down from the void and went straight to the mountain gate of the Five Elements Sect, but before the magic weapon arrived, the voice came first: "The Sect Master of the Five Elements Sect will come and meet this king quickly, otherwise, Tu Zong!"

Seeing that the huge mace-shaped magic weapon was about to be smashed down, he saw a golden light fly down directly from the top of the mountain, directly breaking the mace-shaped magic weapon into pieces. A magic weapon is vulnerable under the immortal treasure.

"It's not good, the idea is pricked, run!" The cultivation of the mountain, because the magic weapon was destroyed, his face turned pale, and he received some injuries from his divine sense, but he ran away when he saw the opportunity, and he didn't dare to stay for a long time.

Some of the other monks also fled quickly, not daring to be angry anymore.

Meng Huan summoned the old ghost and said, "I don't want to make a move, you go and catch them all back, don't play to death!"

"Yes, master!" The old ghost was overjoyed, ran down the mountain, and flew out, the old man asked him to arrest people, that was his welfare, because few of those people's magic weapons could be favored by Meng Huan.

"This is the first time, do you still want me to live in peace?" Meng Huan sighed, since a few days ago, there have been some uninvited guests to disturb.

"Back to the sect master, once a day, this is already the fifth time!" Ling Ze replied beside him.

Because he was always disturbed, Meng Huan let the only two disciples live on the top of the mountain, so that they could have a chance to get close to him, the sect master.

"It seems that our plan to recruit disciples has to be postponed!" Meng Huan said wistfully, he was very annoyed with this kind of work, and as soon as it was delayed, it was even more uncomfortable.

A quarter of an hour later, the old ghost returned with a string of monks, and the five monks were tied together with a yellow rope and thrown on the ground on the top of the hill.

"Master, everyone has been caught!"