From the experience he gained a few days ago, Ishikawa was able to confirm that the monks of Qingyunmen could find themselves with the help of the red points of light, and although the blind Jiao had devoured the red points of light along with the original spirit, Ishikawa's location had been exposed.

If it was an ordinary foundation building period monk, Ishikawa naturally didn't have to worry, even if they chased after him, they wouldn't be able to catch up with Ishikawa.

But if the Jindan monk came in person, the matter would be troublesome.

Ishikawa tried his best and fled towards Qingyunmen.

Originally, it was not far from Qingyun Gate, so after a while, Ishikawa was already able to see the Wuling Gate.

At this time, in Ishikawa's consciousness, there was a sudden tingling pain.

A powerful divine consciousness covered Ishikawa's divine sense. Ishikawa felt that his divine consciousness was completely enveloped, and the shrouded divine consciousness formed a shackle, slowly shrinking, almost compressing Ishikawa's divine consciousness into a small ball.

The pain caused by his divine sense made Ishikawa snort coldly, and he almost fell off the flying sword.

Obviously, the person who can cause such an impact has an absolutely good cultivation, and it is very likely that it is the Jindan stage monk of Qingyun Sect.

Ishikawa worked hard and tried his best to run towards the Five Spirits. As long as he reached the Five Spirit Gate, Old Ancestor Qi would not ignore this matter.

Ishikawa also secretly wondered in his heart, Jin Wushu is among the five spirit gates, except for Qi Laozu, the person with the highest cultivation, he actually took refuge in Qingyunmen?

Even if this person took refuge in Qingyunmen, there was no need to risk the matter being exposed to target Ishikawa specifically, because Ishikawa was just an insignificant person to Wulingmen.

Before Ishikawa could think about it, the pain in his consciousness came again. It's as if Ishikawa's consciousness has been shackled, and every time he tightens it, Ishikawa feels more pain. Ishikawa gritted his teeth, and bean-sized drops of sweat fell from his forehead.

"Boy, just tie your hands. If you hand over the sword, I will spare your life. Ishikawa's mind suddenly heard a voice.

The voice was all too familiar. The tone was very similar to that of the young man Ishikawa had seen at the Qingyun Gate. The Sunset Cloud Sect Sect Master called him a ghost, and that person was the same as the Falling Cloud Sect Sect Master Kong Yao, an old monster who had lived for thousands of years.

The young man who died in the Heavenly Yuan Treasure House should have been possessed by a wisp of his divine sense, and the person who was chasing after Ishikawa now should also be his divine consciousness clone.

Ishikawa instantly understood that this trip had already been calculated. This person must have come after him for the sake of the Mine Pickaxe Magic Weapon.

Ishikawa has hidden the Pickaxe Weapon in the Valley, and the ghosts will never find themselves through the Pickaxe Weapon.

Ishikawa guessed that he was being pursued by several monks on his way to the Five Spirits. It is very likely that these people guessed Ishikawa's identity through a series of things such as Yun Qingjian.

In any case, only the Five Spirit Gate can allow Ishikawa to take refuge for a while.

The shackles of divine consciousness are getting closer and closer, and Ishikawa's face has become iron-blue, this kind of mental pain is completely different from physical pain, if it weren't for Ishikawa's strong divine sense, his mind would have been devoured by ghosts.

There are still hundreds of zhang away from the Water Spirit Gate, Ishikawa has already felt that the ghost spirit is not far behind him, his speed is extremely fast, Ishikawa's speed is much slower than that of the ghost spirit, and the speed of the divine consciousness is even slower when it is attacked so much.

At this moment, the black blind Jiao in Ishikawa's divine consciousness suddenly detached from the upper reaches of Ishikawa's divine consciousness and violently slammed into the spiritual power shackles.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Three times in a row, the shackles of divine consciousness were a little loosely struck by the blind jiao. Ishikawa also feels slightly better.

The blind Jiao stretched his body slightly, opened his mouth, and opened his mouth to gnaw at the shackles of divine consciousness.

This shackle of divine consciousness seems to be very delicious, and the blind Jiao devoured it, and in just a few moments, it completely swallowed this shackle of divine consciousness into its stomach.

Without the shackles of divine sense, Ishikawa's speed immediately increased a lot.

A young man dressed in a white robe appeared less than three hundred zhang away from Ishikawa.

"The five spirit roots are wastewood, and they dare to show off in front of me. The man in white spit out a black flying sword from his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, the flying sword galloped out, instantly soaring to three zhang, and with a wave of his hand, the black flying sword stabbed out, with a black tail several zhang long.

Where the black tail passed, all the bluestones shattered, and the Qi cultivation monk died violently on the spot.

Qi Laozu naturally couldn't sit idly by. Soon, the two flying swords fought together. However, the white monk's black flying sword was extremely corrosive, and after a while, there were pitted cracks on the body of Qi Laozu's sword. ...,

Above the ground, it was also a mess.

Qi Laozu shouted angrily, and a huge water dragon condensed in the air. Ishikawa, who was hiding hundreds of zhang away and watching, felt that the power of the water spirit around his body was rushing towards Qi Laozu.

"Go!" Qi Laozu let out a low roar, and the water dragon immediately rushed towards the white-clothed monk.

This water dragon has a dark blue body, and huge water droplets erupt from its mouth.

"That's it. The white-clothed monk smiled coldly, and pinched out a magic decision in his hand, and the black qi above the black sword immediately spread, quickly enveloping the area within a radius of fifty zhang.

The water dragon's movements became sluggish in the black mist, and at the same time, the water dragon's body was slowly corroded, and not long after, many large holes were slowly corroded into the water dragon's body.

Ordinary Qi cultivation period cultivators died immediately as soon as they came into contact with the black mist, and the spiritual grass and spirit trees planted also withered and died in an instant.

Those Qi cultivation period cultivators who were originally hiding in the stone house fled for their lives in a hurry.

"Let's all flee! Escape! The Five Spiritual Gates are about to be destroyed. The man in white shouted with a strange smile: "Little waste, let the kid from your sect who has just come back send back what I want, and I will spare you a yard today, otherwise today next year will be your sacrifice day." ”

Qi Laozu looked at the scattered monks who fled, his brows furrowed, and a trace of anger appeared on his face. The lives of these Qi cultivation period cultivators were indeed worthless, but it was these people who maintained the operation of the Five Spirit Sect.

As for what the man in white said, Qi Laozu didn't even listen to it.

"Hurry!" Qi Laozu shouted again, and a cyan flag appeared in his hand.

The flag is printed with a green dragon. Qi Laozu shook it vigorously, and the green dragon on the banner seemed to be alive, slowly crawling on top of the banner.

Qi Lao Zu injected his spiritual power into the cyan banner with all his might, and soon his face turned pale.

"Roar!" A dragon roared in the sky above the Wuling Gate, like thunder, and the sky was instantly shrouded in a layer of dark clouds.

A green dragon, from the dark clouds, spiraled out, and then looked at the blue flag, it was empty, there was nothing.

As soon as the green dragon appeared, it immediately ran in the direction of the man in white.

"Something interesting. A sneer appeared on the face of the man in white: "I didn't expect to see such a treasure here again." If you have the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, you can rely on this Green Dragon Banner to reluctantly fight with me, but now you can't. ”

The man in white took out a few magic decisions in his hand, and the black flying sword spun wildly in the air more than a dozen times. Gusts of black wind blew out on it.

The black winds were connected into patches, and one by one they converged to form a dense black mist. In an instant, it was wrapped in more than 100 zhang.

The black mist spread more and more, and soon, it enveloped Qi Lao Zu.

Qi Lao Zu frowned, and his body was immediately shrouded in a shroud of light, but he stood still, manipulating the green dragon and rushing towards the man in white.

On the one hand, the man in white continued to expand the range of the black mist, and on the other hand, he used the black mist around him to condense into the shape of a big bird and fight with the green dragon.

However, this big bird obviously did not have an advantage, and was soon torn to pieces by the green dragon, but in an instant, several blackbirds condensed out.

On Qi Laozu's forehead, a cold sweat flowed out.

This white-clothed monk seems to have been much more difficult to deal with last time.

At the same time that Qi Laozu and the white-clothed monk were stuck, the black fog had spread out for hundreds of zhang, and it was also very close to the place where Ishikawa was hiding.