"What's wrong with the Dao Chief, have you found anything again?" Cang Ting, who had been paying attention to Xuanyuan, saw the strange look on his face, and hurriedly asked.

"Master Qiu, they seem to be rushing towards us. After Xuan Yuan finished answering, his mind fell silent to the task panel.

There, the [Jedi Mutation Gas Event] did not change in the slightest, and did not show "resolved" or "canceled".

Listening to Xuan Yuan's words, Cang Ting was stunned for a moment, and his face showed a little hesitation: "Did you solve the Dao Lao Ghost so quickly?"

Just when Xuan Yuan wanted to answer, his face suddenly changed.

Not only Xuanyuan, but also everyone including the Glaive Crown Daoist, the young Taoist priest, and so on, their faces changed drastically.

At first, Wang Dafu and his wife were still a little confused, until the next moment, a familiar roar sounded, and they finally began to exclaim: "Mandrill!"

Xuanyuan's eyes were solemn, and he told Xuanwei: "Stay here and take care of yourself!"

Then, he turned his head to look at the monks present: "Tang Xiaoyang, Tang Shuhui and Xuanwei, you guys stay here, remember not to make any trouble with them, as for the others, go out with me to have a look!"

After speaking, Xuan Yuan took the lead and flew towards the outside of the broken temple.

Looking at the people who walked away in an instant, Tang Xiaoyang was a little uneasy, and those ordinary people were even more restless.

"What are those Dao Masters doing?"

"Why don't you say hello, what are we going to do now?"

"Professor Bao, they won't sense the danger, so they left us behind and ran away on our own!"

The scene was a little noisy, and just as Tang Xiaoyang was about to speak, Xuan Wei had already jumped straight and came to the tribute table in the center of the temple.

"Everyone is quiet, I'm still here, how can the master go alone!" Frowning, Xuan Wei pointed to a baby held by a young couple in the corner of the broken temple, and his tone was dissatisfied, "Look at your quarrel, that little baby is starting to cry." ”

Listening to this cold voice, the noise of the crowd suddenly went out.

......

......

Saying that, following the roar before, after everyone walked for about two or three miles, Xuanyuan finally stopped.

Standing on a small hill with a wide view, Xuan Yuan said, "Just stop here." ”

The distance is about just right, not too far from the temple, not too close.

If a mandrill really comes to the door after a while, the aftermath of the fighting method will not affect the people in the temple, and if the temple is in trouble, he can also sense it through the grass soldiers scattered around the temple, and he can rush back in time.

"Dao Chief, look there!" Except for Xuan Yuan, everyone present was the most behind the cultivation of Cang Ting, and the foundation was the most solid, and he was the first to discover some situations.

Looking at his fingers, everyone gasped.

In the distance, under the cold moonlight, a group of people were running for their lives—it was Qiu Mingguang and his party. Compared with the number of people who chose to explore the mountains and forests at the beginning, the group of people in front of them was obviously much less.

In addition to Qiu Mingguang and the old man Minshan and his disciples, there were only seven or eight monks left, and the rest were probably more than lucky.

The culprit was the six one-legged monsters behind them, which were three meters tall.

Due to their size, the dense jungle terrain is very unfavorable for them as they run at high speeds, however, they don't care at all, and they go on a rampage, cutting off a large number of trees by their waists.

In just a few moments, the jungle was cleared out of the day's path.

Looking at the mandrill that was getting closer and closer, Qiu Mingguang's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of indignation, and in an instant, he turned helpless.

Sighing lightly, he said to the two Qingli female crowns beside him: "You two better forget it, I have been seriously injured, I'm afraid I am in a catastrophe." With this secret technique of [Clearing the Wind and Transforming Butterflies], the two of you still have a good chance of escaping. ”

The female champions didn't speak, but the mana instilled in their hands silently increased. The transparent figure of the butterfly that surrounded the three of them gradually solidified again.

At the same time, the already pale faces of the two of them became even paler.

Qiu Mingguang was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile: These two girls are the same virtue as the dead old woman!

In fact, he didn't expect that in this search for Daolao ghosts, he would meet Miao Laohu's two nieces.

Coincidentally, originally, the two of them acted together with the two apprentices of Yuliuzi's old drunkard, but on the way to the trip, the four of them found that a small village was slaughtered, and no one survived!

I thought it might be because of the wild beast infestation, or maybe it was related to some marginal people, but after careful investigation and seeing the birth of a newborn imp with my own eyes, it turned out to be a knife ghost at work.

Thinking of the extremely threatening nature of the sword ghost, which can make the dead who died at their own hands turn into a new sword ghost, they dare not underestimate it.

Remembering that Ming Heng and Ming Su had just made a breakthrough at their aunt's place, and their cultivation was not high, the two sisters sent them to inform the Federation.

As for the two of them, they tracked down according to clues to confirm the whereabouts of the knife ghost.

Naturally, Qiu Mingguang and his party finally met the two of them during the investigation.

Unfortunately, this meeting really wasn't the right time.

I underestimated the threat of these swordsmen, and I didn't expect that there would be a group of mandrills lurking in the mountains and forests, let alone that someone would stab them in the back!

Qiu Mingguang took a deep breath, a trace of regret appeared in his eyes, the road of seeking the path might be coming to an end.

Summoning the last trace of mana, Qiu Mingguang quickly broke away from the encirclement of the transparent butterfly.

The two beautiful female crowns noticed Qiu Mingguang's actions, and panic flashed on their white faces: "Uncle Qiu!"

Qiu Mingguang smiled indifferently, turned around, and faced the group of fierce and vicious mandrills: "I never knew what the use of this talisman passed down by my ancestors was, but I didn't expect that when I was dying today, it would be a big regret in my life,"

Picking up the last shallow silver talisman from his arms, Qiu Mingguang bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence blood on it.

"Six Ding Divine Soldiers, the essence of gossip, the prescriptive gods, settle in my body, hear the spell quickly, know everything, protect my body and mind, and protect my soul. ”

The silver-gray talisman was stimulated, and it suddenly turned into a little light in the sky.

Time passed bit by bit, and there was no change in the air, Qiu Mingguang was a little disappointed.

However, at this moment, the originally scattered brilliance suddenly moved, as if it had been pulled by something, and they all fell into the northern sky.

The dust was flying, the mandrills roared wildly, and the shadow of the huge body completely enveloped Qiu Mingguang.

At the same time, a message suddenly came to Xuan Yuan's mind.