The nature of the demons is tyrannical and ferocious, cold and evil, and it is easy to lose their nature and put themselves in danger, while the soul of the human race has a trace of pure and gentle yang energy, which can not only nourish the soul of the demon race and improve their cultivation, but also weaken their demonic nature and make their spiritual wisdom more clear, which is a rare elixir. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Getting this information shocked Xue Wenrui. He didn't expect that this spatial crack could actually be combined with the demons and the human race, wouldn't that mean that the demons could easily sneak attack the rear of the human race by using this passage! It seems that the war between the three races is really getting closer and closer, and even the heavens and the earth seem to be helping to start this big war.

Of course, Xue Wenrui also asked Shui Ruyan to engrave a map of their exploration. Looking at the complete space map, Xue Wenrui's face was dumbfounded, it seems that this time the alliance, although the Tianlingmen has suffered heavy losses, it is difficult not to win the first place. It's just that he has already made up his mind that this map will definitely be handed in, but not in his own name.

The war is imminent, and his main mind is to improve his own cultivation, and this kind of showmanship is tantamount to showing the other two sects that the disciples who died in the space were all killed by themselves, which would only bring more trouble to themselves. Xue Wenrui's personality still likes to make a fortune in a muffled voice.

On this day, Xue Wenrui was flying while communicating with Shui Ruyan with his divine thoughts: "Last time, Nama Lebang kept circling in circles, and it felt as if he was stuck in a formation, what was going on?"

Shui Ruyan replied, "He has indeed fallen into the formation!"

"Is there really a formation? This can't be, isn't it? Why don't I even feel a trace of the breath of the formation?" Xue Wenrui was very surprised, he was a master of ten thousand runes, and his research on the formation was also considered a master among the people.

"He is not caught in a formation in reality, but in the formation in his eyes! He is confused by my magic pupil, as long as I spread the idea of a formation to his mind, he will think that he is trapped in a formation. ”

Xue Wenrui was dumbfounded when he heard this: "That's okay, then what kind of formation is arranged, this is too against the sky, right?"

The voice of water like smoke continued: "This is also limited, if you want the other party to fall into the formation, you can't move at will, otherwise it will be very easy to be interrupted." And because the demon mind wants to control the formation, the mind must be focused on it, if there are opponents around, it is easy to be attacked by them. So it's better to do it under protection. ”

Xue Wenrui couldn't help but nod when he heard this, this is indeed something that needs to be paid attention to.

It seems that compared to the phantom array that he used to arrange with the formation flag in the past, this kind of formation is a veritable "phantom array". The principle of the phantom array arranged with the array flag is to interfere with the monk's perception with foreign objects, and use the illusory foreign object scene to make the monk's mind misjudge, and this kind of phantom array is based on controlling the monk's mind, because of the confusion of the mind, all kinds of illusions are generated, which is the so-called "illusion born from the heart".

Xue Wenrui was thinking carefully, his expression suddenly changed, without saying a word, he took out a Tianlingmen robe and changed it on, transformed himself into Wu Jingsheng's appearance, and then stuffed Wang Gaojie into a storage bag and galloped towards the northwest.

After a cup of tea, not far in front of Xue Wenrui, two groups of people were chasing each other. It's just strange that these two groups of people are wearing the robes of the Heavenly Spirit Gate.

Xue Wenrui was dumbfounded for a while, this Tianlingmen is really down, these days, the disciples of the Bloody Hand Gate and the Tianlong Academy, as long as they want to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, they all wear the Taoist robes of the Tianlingmen without exception.

There were eight people on the run in front, of which there were only three Spirit Crystal Realm monks, and it was Wu Xinxin who ran in the front, and Sun Ruoling, the leader of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, and another Spirit Crystal Realm elder who were behind.

There were thirteen people chasing after the rear, including one person in the Great Perfection of the Spirit Crystal Realm, and nine people who had cultivated above the Spirit Crystal Realm, and the disparity in strength between the two groups was clear at a glance.

Xue Wenrui rushed towards the two groups of people, shouting as he flew back: "Senior brothers, senior brothers, I'll come too!"

When the two teams saw Xue Wenrui rushing over, they were all stunned, and they couldn't help but stop, and the group of people in front of them were overjoyed, and several monks from the Spirit Liquid Realm shouted one after another: "Great! It's Uncle Martial Master! Uncle Martial Master is here!"

The group of people behind them were a little baffled, because they found that the direction of the rush was obviously their own side. The other party was wearing the Taoist robe of the Tianling Gate, and the monks of the Tianling Gate also recognized the identity of the other party, but why did he rush towards his side? Could it be that he thought that he could block more than a dozen monks on this side alone.

The disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect also sensed that something was wrong, and shouted one after another: "Uncle Martial Master, don't go over!" "Uncle Martial Master, danger!"

Xue Wenrui didn't care about it, laughed, and only wiped it on his face when he was close to the disciple of the Bloody Hand Sect, as if he had removed the mask on it. In his heart, he silently recited the mantra of "rotten wood can be carved", and when his arm fell, he had already turned into Lu Deyuan's appearance.

"Rotten wood carving" takes some time, and Lu Deyuan at this time only has a similar face. Xue Wenrui was not afraid, because he was still at least thousands of zhang away from those monks, and this process was enough for him to perfect some changes in details.

Xue Wenrui laughed loudly: "A certain family is the Bloody Hand Sect Lu Deyuan is also!" Looking at the cultivation of the other party's disciple, Xue Wenrui was naturally sure that he was a monk of the Bloody Hand Sect at a glance.

In the rear team, several monks took out the breath jade slip one after another, and sure enough, the breath jade slip vibrated slightly, and they were all overjoyed: "It's Senior Uncle Lu!" "It's Senior Brother Lu!"

The monks of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, on the other hand, had a gloomy face, and the hope that had just risen turned into disappointment in the blink of an eye. Sun Ruoling was just about to give the order to retreat, when a divine thought came into her mind: "Senior sister, I am Tianlingmen Wu Jingsheng, you are ready to give the order to attack, we will attack inside and outside!"

Sun Ruoling's face changed for a while, and she didn't know what to do for a while. After a little groaning, he gritted his teeth, stopped the pace of escape, and secretly arranged it.

Xue Wenrui still laughed out loud: "When the master of the Zhou Sect married Mrs. Miaotong, he once proudly said, 'Age is not a problem, cultivation is not distance!', this is really a model for my generation!"

The few late stage Spirit Crystal Realm and Great Perfection cultivators of the Blood Hand Sect were trying to ask Xue Wenrui to stop and come over after confirming his identity, after all, the breath jade slip would flow out after the disciple's body fell, and some disguise techniques could also change their appearance in an instant. But as soon as he heard Xue Wenrui's words, this thought suddenly froze.

Because what Xue Wenrui said does exist. Ten years ago, at the age of 680, the master of the Zhou Sect married Lin Miaotong, a minor monk of the Spiritual Qi Realm who was only 18 years old, as a concubine, which became a beautiful talk. At the wedding, the master of Zhou Men even said that "age is not a problem, and cultivation is not a distance".

Because of the large number of wives and concubines of the Zhou Sect, the Bloody Hand Sect only held a very small-scale celebration within the sect at that time, and the arrogance of the Zhou Sect Master was only known to the disciples within the sect, and even many new disciples did not know about it.

Just as Xue Wenrui was quickly approaching the Bloody Hand Gate, several Spirit Crystal Realm disciples were suspicious, after all, Xue Wenrui's body could not see the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and the wide silver pestle under his feet was too weird, and it did not conform to everyone's understanding of Lu Deyuan. In everyone's hearts, Lu Deyuan has always used flying swords.