Chapter 414: Ambush

In order to fight against the cultivators, Zhang Yutong used the sword to cultivate the secret technique, exhausted the mana of the whole body, and fell from the air! Seeing her delicate body falling like a green leaf, in the thick blood mist, a mysterious blood shadow appeared, the blood shadow waved his hand, and a crimson yellow charm fell on Zhang Yutong's forehead, and then, the blood-red brilliance flashed from Zhang Yutong's body, enveloping Zhang Yutong deeply! Look at Zhang Yutong's figure stopped in mid-air, and the blood shadow flew into the blood mist and disappeared!

Immediately after, outside the blood mist, Liu Weigang and the misty monk showed their figures!

"Sect Master's good means!" Liu Weigang looked at the huge blood mist in mid-air, his eyes flashed with fascination, and he said very respectfully.

"Well, this is nothing!" The mysterious monk said lightly: "My Heavenly Demon Sect has infinite means, this is just a little magical power, it is nothing, you just have to follow this sect, don't say anything about Jindan in the future, even the Yuan Infant is expected!"

"Thank you Sect Master for your success!" Liu Weigang bowed down and saluted: "Since the injury in the lower part was cured by the Sect Master, and the Sect Master was merciful, he will be promoted to the foundation in the lower cultivation, and the five bodies that the Sect Master admires will be thrown to the ground." Joining the Heavenly Demon Sect is to sincerely belong to it!"

"Deputy Sect Master Liu, I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail! Your Changbai Sect is certainly a famous sect, but you have not been able to build a foundation for a long time, what future do you have in Changbai Sect? My Heavenly Demon Sect is now accepting disciples, and now you have seized the opportunity to become the deputy sect master of my Heavenly Demon Sect, not to mention that your cultivation will not stagnate, even if you will make a name for yourself in the cultivation realm in the future, it is absolutely possible to become a grandmaster in the cultivation realm!" said with a smile.

"Disciple, thank you Sect Master!" Liu Weigang said respectfully.

"Okay, let's go, and capture Zhang Yutong, this sect will be useful in the future! You will also return to the mountain with the other disciples, so that you can cultivate and strive for the Ning Dan as soon as possible!"

"Disciple, go back!" Liu Weigang bowed down, flew into the air, grabbed his hand, and carried Zhang Yutong in his hand, at this time, from the mid-air below, there were four or five monks of the seventh level of qi refining, all of whom bowed to the monk of the misty line, and then flew away with Liu Weigang in the distance!

When the rest of the people were gone, the monk looked left and right, and left, and after flying for an hour, he landed on a cliff, and then found a cave and got into it.

"Alas! Sure enough, he is a sword cultivator! Only one flying sword can dominate the world! Sure enough, even though the old man is a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and he has a secret magic weapon, he is still injured by her!"

At this time, there was some blood stains on Zhang Qingxiao's robe, which was given by Zhang Yutong's flying sword!

After Zhang Qingxiao changed his clothes and took the pill, he sat cross-legged and thought to himself: "Fortunately, this sect pretended to be a master and coaxed the two sword cultivators to flee as soon as they met, if the two of them fought together, even if they could capture it, they would have to hurt a few people! Alas, the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building is still nothing!"

Then, Zhang Qingxiao took out another pill and cultivated hard.

Far away in the country of Xi, where clouds and mist linger, dangerous mountains and bad waters, a monk who was also dressed in a maze appeared in the air very suddenly, this monk held a one-foot-sized magic disk in his hand, looked at the magic disk, and shouted: "Huh? Why did you change direction ...... this thunder boat of the Imperial Thunder Sect changed direction again?"

Listening to the monk's words, in the mid-air ten zhang away, the scenery was distorted for a while, and two monks dressed in maze also appeared, and the two monks flew closer, and took a closer look, and they were also strange: "Uncle Xiong, this is the second time that this ...... has turned around!" Did the ...... of the Imperial Thunder Sect discover us?"

"How is it possible?" another monk who flew in with him retorted: "Uncle Xiong has laid out here in advance, and he doesn't know it, how can the monks of the Imperial Thunder Sect know? Moreover, this place is not too far from the Imperial Thunder Sect, even if they want to be on guard, it is impossible for them to think that we will ambush here!"

"Don't say it, quickly pack up the array plate and other things! Hurry up to the front!" Uncle Xiong raised his hand and put away the magic plate, and the other two disciples flew to different places, put away more than a dozen array disks from mid-air in a row, and then flew straight forward with the monk!

After another day of flying, Uncle Xiong took out the magic plate, hit the magic trick on it, looked at it carefully, and then swept the divine thoughts, pointed to one place and said: "It's here, you wait to quickly set up the magic circle!"

"Yes, disciple obeys!" The two disciples were busy arranging the magic circle, and Uncle Xiong's eyes looked into the distance and stared for a long time.

After a while, the two disciples set up the magic circle and flew in front of Uncle Xiong.

"Well, that's right, although this Imperial Thunder Sect changed direction twice, it has fulfilled you and the other two, and this magic circle has become more and more skillful. Uncle Xiong swept his mind and smiled very satisfied.

"This is all cultivated by Uncle Xiong!" a disciple said respectfully.

Another disciple asked softly: "Uncle Xiong, on the thunder boat of the Imperial Thunder Sect, but in addition to Gen Qing, a monk of the Jindan period, there is also Gen Yue, a monk of the foundation building period, I am afraid that it will be a little difficult for the three of us to do!"

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about this!" Uncle Xiong pointed his hand and said, "This magic circle is set up to imprison mana, even a Jindan stage monk has to reduce his cultivation by thirty percent!" Besides, I'm just going to get that storage bag back, presumably the Gen of the Royal Thunder Sect won't be uninteresting!"

"Yes, I really didn't expect that Fan Tong's product is really a rice bucket! Xiao Hua slaughtered a magic weapon in his hand!" The disciple echoed: "I waited for him to take the storage bag back to Changbai Sect, but it was wrong!"

"Hmph, it wasn't me who waited, but the Changbai Sect Jing Zhen Zhen assigned!" Uncle Xiong sneered: "This Fan Tong is a descendant of Jing Jing Zhenren, and he has a magic weapon given by Jing Jing Zhenren! Because of this magic weapon, Fan Tong should have won the Yu Immortal Conference! Who ......would have thought that if he died, he would die, and he actually brought the storage bag that we gave to Jing Jing Zhenren with him, and the contents of this storage bag were naturally taken away by the Yu Lei Sect!"

"But, Uncle Xiong, we don't know if the storage bag is in the hands of the Yulei Sect or the Changbai Sect at this time!"

"If it is in the hands of the Changbai Sect, the storage bag will naturally be presented to the head of the Changbai Sect, Fan Tong is a descendant of Jing Zhenren, and he is an elder of the Changbai Sect, this storage bag will naturally fall into his hands, do you still have to worry about us?" Uncle Xiong sneered: "If it is in the hands of the Imperial Thunder Sect, we will only have to capture Xiao Hua of the Imperial Thunder Sect, and take the storage bag away, won't we just take the storage bag?"

"Uncle Xiong, the disciple feels that the storage bag must be in the hands of the Changbai Sect, after all, there are disciples who have seen the contents of the storage bag, and it is impossible for Liao Zhouquan to let the contents of the storage bag fall into the hands of the Imperial Thunder Sect!" said the other disciple with a smile.

"Hmph, do you dare to conclude that if not?" Uncle Xiong said in a low voice: "The head of the sect sent us to do this, and there was such a mistake, although it is not our fault, but if it cannot be remedied, it is still us who suffers the loss, so I can't help but confirm it!"

"Yes, yes, disciple understands!" the disciple hurriedly said.

"Well, let's go and hide!" Uncle Xiong waved his hand: "Wait for the thunder boat of the Imperial Thunder Sect to fall into the magic circle, the old man will drag Gen Qing, you wait for one to drag Gen Yue, and the other to capture Xiao Hua, although Xiao Hua has some means, but in your hands he is like a naughty boy! He killed Fan Tong and offended Jing Jing Zhenren, even if we can't get the storage bag from him, we must kill him! After all, we have to ask Jing Jing Zhenren!"

"Disciple understands!" the two bowed and saluted, and their bodies turned around and disappeared into the magic circle.

Uncle Xiong held the magic plate in his hand and looked at it carefully.......

Let's say that Gen Qing was also a little vigilant in his heart after Xiao Hua left Lei Zhou, after all, Xiao Hua had some truth, but after Lei Zhou flew for two days, he didn't encounter any abnormal situation, Gen Qing was already a little disdainful in his heart while releasing his divine thoughts with all his might!

The disciples above the thunder boat originally felt that Xiao Hua had other ideas, and now they were even more vigilant in their hearts, but on a sunny day, they were too far away from Xiaoxiao and the others, and said something with a smile, suddenly, the entire thunder boat stopped, and then fell straight from mid-air, everyone was caught off guard, and felt that the true qi in the meridians was stagnant, and the mana around the body was eliminated by thirty percent, and the body was falling with the thunder boat!

"Who!" Gen Qing's figure stagnated slightly, and then his figure flew in the air, and with a wave of his hand, the pan flute was held in his hand!

"Hehe, Daoist Friend Gen!" Uncle Xiong, who was dressed in a sass, turned out of the magic circle, his hands were empty, he didn't hold any magic weapons, and said with a smile: "Poor Dao has something to discuss with Daoyou!"

As he spoke, one of the two disciples dressed in a maze pounced on Gen Yue, who had already stabilized his body in mid-air, and the other released his divine thoughts, looking for Xiao Hua!

"Hmph!" Gen Qing snorted coldly, and released the coercion, like a mountain pressing towards Uncle Xiong.

"Hehe, Gen Daoyou......" Uncle Xiong still smiled, and greeted him with the same coercion.

The sound of "boom", the two coercive forces collided evenly in the past, and there was a strong wind rushing to the sky before!

Gen Qing's face changed slightly, and he slapped his hand, and the magic weapon flew into the air......

Not to mention that one disciple greeted Gen Yue, the two of them were equally tempted, and the other disciple was stunned when he swept away his divine thoughts, among the dozen or so Qi refining disciples, there was no shadow of Xiao Hua at all!!