Xiaopeng rushed out of the entrance of the tomb as if he was dying, at this moment, although his heart was like a storm, but his mind was unusually calm. The cry of the elder in the tomb just now came to the ears of Xiao Peng, who was fleeing for his life, along the tomb road, and it was obvious that his thundercloud bead only killed the young man, and the old man was not killed by himself.

"If you run away directly, you will definitely be caught up by that foundation building monk, your own life is inevitable, and the soul is not the worst ending, the worst thing is probably that the soul is still alive, but it is tortured alive by the other party. Otherwise, I'll fight with him! No, his most powerful thundercloud bead didn't kill him, and he probably lost himself. What should I do? What should I do?" Xiao Peng stood at the entrance of the tomb, his face pale, his heart was numb, and he was at a loss, and the deserters behind him were about to arrive.

"I can only temporarily lead the other party away" Xiaopeng finally thought of a way to confuse the chasing soldiers behind at a critical moment.

Xiao Peng took out the two medium-grade flying swords that he had scavenged from the owner of the cave from the storage bag, injected mana, and used the Spiritual Sense to make one of the flying swords fly towards the north at great speed, and used the Spiritual Sense to make the other flying sword fly to the south, he didn't know how far the unmanned flying sword could fly out, but now it seemed that he couldn't control it so much.

Xiao Peng used his spiritual sense to direct the two flying swords to fly in opposite directions, but he himself did not stay away from the entrance, but quickly placed a simple concealment formation near the entrance, hid himself in the formation, and began to condense the thundercloud beads in the jade pendant in case of accidents.

As soon as Xiao Peng hid in the formation, the foundation building monk flew out of the entrance of the tomb.

His face was scorched, his hair was disheveled, his face was twisted and hideous, his eyes were red, he was covered in blood, and his clothes were ragged, like a murderer. This is the "great" image of this foundation building monk now, its powerful visual momentum, so that Xiao Peng, who was hiding in the formation, suffered an unprecedented shock, "It's all blown up like this, and you don't die, you don't die, I die, it's all right!" Xiao Peng only felt that his head was suddenly congested with a large amount of blood, and he couldn't bear it for a while, and he fainted. Xiaopeng suddenly fainted when life and death were at stake, it seems that his state of mind still needs to be tempered!

And the monk didn't know that the enemy who killed his apprentice was unable to bear the powerful visual impact caused by his sudden appearance and fainted close to him.

He didn't chase any side, but stood at the entrance and tried his best to expand the scope of his spiritual sense, originally his spiritual sense scope could only cover a radius of 100 kilometers, but at this time, his spiritual sense range actually reached 150 kilometers, hatred completely stimulated his spiritual potential, I have to say that this is another miracle.

"Hmph, I want to escape with this trick, I don't even have a door!" Monk Zhuji snorted coldly, and put a magic trick into the storage bag on his waist (oh, I read it wrong, it's not a storage bag, it should be called a spirit beast bag). Immediately, an emerald green bird flew out of it and landed on his shoulder. The bird looks petite and cute, with a slender beak and shining eyes, and the monk Zhuji used his spiritual sense to communicate with the bird a little, and the bird flew up with a "flutter" sound, flying towards the north like an arrow, the speed is much faster than the speed of Xiaopeng's extreme sword, it is likely that this is a bird that is good at tracking.

When the Tsukiji monk saw the bird flying north, he ignored his "great" image and took out a flying sword, which chased him towards the south at great speed. If Xiaopeng flies in these two directions, then he will usher in a great tragedy.

Things are often so unexpected, and Xiaopeng, who fainted, temporarily escaped the pursuit of the Zhuji monks.

"Quack...... Quack...!" A shrill cry broke the silence of the cemetery, and a black bird resembling a crow on the earth landed on a large dry tree not far from Xiaopeng with only a few branches left, and this dead tree was the habitat of this black bird. It flies away every day at dawn to hunt in a distant woods, and only at night does it fly back here to rest.

Although the tree is dead, this tree is the happiest place for it. Because here it met the love of its life when the tree was still in its prime, and they often sang happily on this tree. But the happy time was so short, and the disease took the life of its beloved. From then on, it was left with a lonely figure, and the cheerful singing was replaced by a desolate cry, and sorrow pervaded the place, perhaps its sorrow infected the tree, and the tree slowly withered until it became what it is now. Maybe one day in the near future, the dead tree may disappear here due to a gust of wind, and the lonely bird will lose the only place where it has fond memories.

Xiaopeng, who was awakened by the ugly scream, didn't know that in this desolate place, such a poignant love story would happen. He thought the bird's call was so ugly.

"You're annoying, what's your name, it's hard to hear, and if you call it again, you'll never be able to call it. Xiao Peng, who was already unhappy, was upset by this little bird, and Xiao Peng, who withdrew the formation, lost his temper at this innocent bird.

The little bird seemed to be startled by the sudden appearance of Xiaopeng, and was a little scared, but he didn't want Xiaopeng to point at him and shout loudly, and he couldn't care about the sad and sad cry on the branches, and flapped his wings desperately and flew into the distance.

"Hmph, even if you know each other, I'll spare your life for the time being. Xiaopeng saw the bird fly away, and his mood was a little better. Only then did I remember that my life was still threatened, and my heart suddenly became nervous again.

"I don't know where that foundation building period monk chased him, since I don't see his people, but I chased away, it's really my luck!" Xiao Peng secretly rejoiced to himself in his heart.

Xiao Peng cautiously looked around, but did not see any movement, and carefully let go of his spiritual sense, perceiving little by little, extending into the distance, and never found any trace of the foundation building monk who chased and killed him.

"Woo...... , It seems that he can't find himself, and he left this place to go elsewhere, so I'd better hurry back to the sect. Xiao Peng gently stroked his chest with his hand, let out a sigh of relief, his nervousness eased slightly, and he decided to return to his sect immediately, away from this place of right and wrong.