The eight god-transforming monks used their sword intent to force the Gray Shadow Angel clone without saying a word, until Zhang Shijie retreated into a cave next to the grotto, and one of the older long-bearded monks spoke: "Who is Your Excellency, what is the intention of leading me to wait here?"

A delicate-looking young sword cultivator sneered: "This person is clearly a gray shadow angel change, why should Senior Brother Wang talk nonsense with him, kill him, capture the divine soul, and bring it back to ask the master to send it down." ”

Xiao Ziyang sensed the situation on the side of the clone from afar, and couldn't help but groan, if it was smooth on his side, he would naturally control the clone to escape, if he couldn't escape, it would not be a big loss to abandon the distraction and retract the distraction.

But now that the Transformation Sword Cultivator in front of him was clearly trying to lure him to the East China Sea, it was probably impossible to rely on this person to find the Sword Cultivator's lair, so he could only place his hopes on the clone's side again.

Through the eyes of the clone, Xiao Ziyang could clearly see that these eight sword cultivators seemed to be focusing on the gray shadow angel clone, but in fact, most of their energy was paying attention to the movements around them, if there was a disturbance, Xiao Ziyang believed that they would definitely escape into the ground as soon as possible.

It was a pretty good idea for these people to choose the location of the meeting underground. For winged angels, the underground is by no means a favorable terrain, and no angel has the ability to escape from the earth.

Xiao Ziyang clearly felt the fluctuations of the earth-based magic weapon from these eight sword cultivators, and it was obvious that these people were fighting the idea of fleeing immediately once the situation was not right.

He thought for a moment and asked through the mouth of the clone, "How can you take me to your president?"

The young man sneered and said, "You kill yourself immediately." Sacrifice your soul to imprison me, and I will naturally take you to the president. ”

Grey Angel clone. He smiled slightly and said, "Okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his body, recovered his true body as the Gray Shadow Angel, and turned his hand to take out a pair of daggers. Just when the eight Divine Sword cultivators were concentrating on their defenses and preparing to make a move, they were unbelievably able to see this gray shadow angel actually cross their blades and slash towards their throats.

A black light flashed, and a head rose into the sky with a smile, and a small purple spirit flew out of the door at the top of the skull, slowly flying towards the young monk.

The eight sword cultivators were stunned together, looking at the little Yuan Shen incredulously, and the young monk was even more at a loss. I don't know what to do.

He hesitated for a moment, until the primordial god flew in front of him dozens of kilometers away and waved his hand at him, and then he made a move.

I saw him open his mouth and spew out a mouthful of fiery red flying sword, stretched out his hand and pointed at the flying sword, and dozens of red thin needles flew out from the tip of the sword, flying towards the Yuan Shen.

The purple primordial god did not dodge or dodge, and let the fine needles drill into all parts of the body, and paused. His divine soul power was sealed by the thin needles that drilled into his body, and he completely lost the power to resist.

Then, the young monk urged the flying sword to spew out countless filaments of sword yuan. Trapped the purple spirit into a red ball, and then took it into his hand.

The young monk took the ball into his hand and looked up at his companions, only to see that everyone was like him, their faces full of confusion.

Everyone discussed for a moment, and they all urged the magic weapon of the earth system in their hands. Drill into the rock formations under the ground, disappear.

After the split soul was captured, Xiao Ziyang's body chased the sword Xiu and flew for a while, and sure enough, a water color appeared in front of him, he sighed, and finally made sure that the person could really sense his existence.

Curious, Xiao Ziyang almost couldn't help but grab this person and ask him how he found out, but he finally held back, so as not to be embarrassed to meet in the future, anyway, if this sword cultivation was really built by Zhuo Yi and them, he would know sooner or later.

He shook his head, turned around and left, and soon after he left, the sword cultivator who had been fleeing in front of him gradually reduced his speed, and he couldn't help but look back with some doubts.

After turning around, Xiao Ziyang immediately traced the past according to the location of the split soul.

That sword cultivator is wrapped with sword wire, if it is an ordinary primordial god, it will definitely not be able to transmit a trace of information, but Xiao Ziyang's connection with this distraction is very profound, even if Xiao Ziyang does not fully understand it at this time, the sword silk is naturally unable to stop it.

The eight sword cultivators left the mining area using the method of earth escape, and after coming to the ground, they scattered in a hurry, flying in all directions.

The young monk with Xiao Ziyang's distraction flew away in the mountains for more than an hour, came to another mine, and plunged into the mine again.

The man came to a cave in the deepest part of the mine, found a flat place, sat down cross-legged, held the spirit of the sword in both hands, and waited quietly.

About two hours later, four sword cultivators suddenly emerged from the ground and surrounded the person.

The young sword cultivator swept over, not surprised, and said, "Master, are you all here?"

One of the four sword cultivators was the one surnamed Wang in the previous eight Divine Sword Cultivators, and the other three, one man and two women, the man's appearance was handsome and there was a square air in it, and it was very reassuring at first glance, it was the kind of face that agreed to win the trust of others.

Two women, one with a delicate appearance, exudes a dusty atmosphere, and her eyes are elegant and kind, which is amiable.

In addition, the woman is actually a character beauty, with a picturesque eyebrows revealing an incomparable ethereal aura, which makes people feel ashamed of themselves, this woman's beautiful eyes are extremely beautiful, but there is a kind of indifference that makes people as indifferent and difficult to approach.

Needless to say, these three people are Zhuo Yi, Zhuo Junwan and Qinghui.

Zhuo Yi waved his hand and said to the young sword cultivator, "Quickly release that divine soul and let me take a look." ”

The young sword cultivator didn't say a word, and the countless filaments on the fiery red light ball in his hand dispersed, revealing a small purple primordial god inside.

Xiao Ziyang felt that the distraction was let go, and immediately spread the divine thoughts through the distraction, and sure enough, he saw the figures of Zhuo Yi and the others, his face was happy, and he was about to urge the distraction to speak, but he saw Zhuo Junwan raise his hand and wave, and a colorful sword light slashed down on his distraction like a match.

Xiao Ziyang only felt that it was dark in front of him, and his distraction had been killed, and his face suddenly couldn't help but darken.

In order to make it easier for Zhuo Yi to recognize him, Xiao Ziyang had already let the distraction transform into his own appearance, he clearly saw the joy on the faces of Zhuo Yi and Qinghui just now, obviously recognized himself, and this Zhuo Junwan also affirmed it, but she still did not hesitate to swing her sword and slash.

In that cave, Zhuo Yi asked with some surprise: "Jun Wan, I think that divine soul is indeed the appearance of the master, why did you kill him?"

Zhuo Junwan said indifferently with an expressionless face: "This is clearly a distraction, and it is communicating externally in a way that I can't understand, who knows if it is a trap laid by those angels." ”

Qinghui is Xiao Ziyang's eldest disciple, and he has the most respect for this master, he couldn't help but say: "Even so, he should be allowed to say something, maybe this divine soul is the master's distraction." If this spirit is an angel's trap, then maybe the master has already fallen into their hands, and we can listen to what he says, so we can find some clues to rescue the master. ”

Zhuo Junwan said indifferently: "Senior sister, don't worry, this Divine Soul Eight Achievement just now is a distraction from Master, I feel Master's Divine Soul Breath, and I killed him just in case." ”

Zhuo Yi and Qing Hui's faces suddenly turned black when they heard this, just in case they would kill the distraction of the master, this ...... This also ...... Alas!

The two knew that Zhuo Junwan was like this, and they didn't know what to say about her.

Zhuo Yi was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then what should we do now?"

Zhuo Junwan didn't answer him, and instructed the monk surnamed Wang and the young monk: "You two leave immediately, and the three of us will take care of the affairs here." ”

As the high-level leaders of the Sword Cultivation Society, the two naturally knew that Zhuo Yi was in charge of the meeting, but in fact, the third president was the most important when he spoke. They saluted without hesitation and left.

After the three of them left, Zhuo Junwan said again: "The connection between the distraction and the main god just now is very mysterious, the other party must already know this place, let's go out and wait, the other party will come here anyway to see, whether it is the master or not, then we will naturally know." With that, she moved and flew out of the mine.

Zhuo Yi and the others seemed to have long been accustomed to Zhuo Junwan being in charge, and followed behind her.

The three of them left the mine and descended on a mountain peak thousands of miles away.

And Xiao Ziyang, who was rushing towards this side in the distance, was not only very depressed, but also a little suspicious.

He was depressed, naturally because of Zhuo Junwan's unceremonious sword, although he was not surprised that Zhuo Junwan could do such a thing, he was still very depressed.

He was surprised because of the powerful aura he felt on the three of them, which was a powerful aura that only a combined cultivator could have.

Xiao Ziyang really couldn't believe that his three disciples were already combined cultivators.

Xiao Ziyang calculated the distance between the place where the distraction was destroyed and himself, and couldn't help but be even more depressed, if it was usual, this distance, he could fly in the blink of an eye, but on the giant eye star now, the sky was full of the eyes of the Radiant Empire, and he didn't even dare to use a slightly more powerful spell at will.

If you want to rely on the hidden escape method to get there, it will take at least a cup of tea, and for such a long time, the other party may have already run away.

Soon after, Xiao Ziyang came to the location where the distraction was destroyed, and he could see at a glance that under his feet was a deep mine cave with a small area, but hundreds of kilometers underground.

Just when Xiao Ziyang was hesitating whether it was necessary to go down to take a look, on the mountain peak in the distance, Zhuo Yi and the three of them were cautiously looking over here.

Zhuo Yi's eyes flashed, and he said: "It seems that there is only one person in the aura, the aurais is powerful, it doesn't seem to be an angel, I don't know if it is a master, if you use your divine thoughts to probe eighty percent, you can't hide it." ”

Zhuo Junwan's eyes also shone with seven colors of light, and after a while, he said, "It's definitely not an angel, try it first." ”

When Zhuo Yi was about to ask how to try, a colorful sword light had already slashed towards Xiao Ziyang's back like lightning.