After Li Zhaoyuan cleaned up the little tail, he quickly caught up with Lin Xiaohong. Then he said to Lin Xiaohong: "Senior brother, you can put away the Wind Splitting Falcon now." ”

"Okay. The silver winged cloud boots on Lin Xiaohong's feet turned into a cloud of white clouds and held him up. Then Lin Xiaohong slapped the spirit beast bag, and after the Wind Splitting Falcon screamed, it turned into a white light and put it into the spirit beast bag. Apparently the Wind Breaker was very reluctant, as it had only been out for less than an hour before it was retracted. It hasn't had enough of it. There is no way, it is controlled by the spirit beast bag, and it can't do it if it doesn't want to, it can only let out an unwilling wail.

After Lin Xiaohong put away the Wind Splitting Falcon, Li Zhaoyuan said softly: "Senior brother, wait a while." I'm dealing with two Condensation Monks and two Foundation Cultivators. Their cultivation is much higher than yours. It may be very dangerous to wait for a while, and the senior brother is afraid that he will not be able to see you for a while. I want you to wait in my Sumeru Cave Heaven now. When I've cleaned them up, you can come out again. ”

"Okay, senior brother. Lin Xiaohong responded. Although he was 100,000 unwilling, he knew that his cultivation was too low. Not only can I not help my brother, but I may also drag my brother down. Therefore, he happily entered the Sumeru Cave Heaven.

After entering, Lin Xiaohong immediately entered the cultivation room and began to cultivate frantically. He needs to be strong quickly, so that he can help his senior brother, instead of always having to be taken care of by others.

After arranging Lin Xiaohong, Li Zhaoyuan turned into a ray of light and flew forward.

A low barren mountain about a hundred miles ahead, on the only few trees. Several monks in gray-blue robes were laughing and drinking, and from time to time there were bursts of lewd* laughter.

It was here that they were waiting for the four disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong, two little fat sheep.

After they waited for a while, the triangular-faced monk in the early stage of foundation building felt that something was wrong, and he asked Wang Xindao, "Senior brother, why has it been so long. Those two little sheep haven't arrived yet, have they?"

This disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the early stage of foundation building is surnamed Deng Ming Gu Xing, and he is Wang Xin's strongest follower and Wang Xin's right-hand man. The reason why he was able to break through to the foundation building period was that Wang Xin gave him a lot of funding. Therefore, he took Wang Xin as the head of everything and looked forward to everything.

The disciple surnamed Ma in the late stage of condensation also acclaimed, "Yes, senior brother." Could it be that the two little fat sheep have changed their flight route?"

"No, it won't. They're probably still flying this way. Maybe they're flying too slowly. If they change the flight route. How could Senior Brother Jiang not send us a transmission note?" Wang Xin analyzed very confidently.

"That's right. Senior brother is right. With Senior Brother Jiang's cultivation and tracking spells. Nothing could go wrong. Then I'll just wait. The triangle-faced Deng Guxing said.

But after they waited a little longer, the two little sheep still did not appear. This time, even Wang Xin, as the boss, couldn't bear it.

Wang Xin said to the triangle-faced Deng Guxing: "Senior brother, you send a message to Senior Brother Jiang Wan to contact him, what is the matter?"

"Yes!" Deng Guxing promised. Then he pulls out a note of transmission. The two fingers of the right hand are pinched between the two fingers of the sword, and the left hand is pinched. In a moment, it turned into a red ray and flew into the sky.

But the transmission note had just flown into the sky, and before it could break through the air, a sudden fire splashed and instantly turned into a trail of ash.

Several disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect suddenly shouted in unison at the same time: "Not good!"

The triangular face Deng Guxing said with a look of surprise and disbelief: "Senior brother, Senior Brother Jiang's divine sense imprint has disappeared!"

It turned out that because of this, there was no Jiang Wan's divine sense mark, and the transmission note could not find the direction of breaking through the void. As a result, the note failed to be transmitted and was automatically destroyed.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Jiang is dead?" everyone would not believe in their hearts that Jiang Wan, who was the most clever and best at stealth and tracking, would be killed.

"Senior Brother Deng, Senior Brother Ma, Senior Brother Yuan, let's go quickly. Wang Xin ordered urgently. Then he took the lead in the air.

Although everyone didn't know why Senior Brother Wang told them to leave quickly, everyone would not object to Senior Brother Wang's order. So the triangle-faced Deng Guxing and the baby-faced Ma Shijing immediately took off into the air and chased after them.

There is only one disciple surnamed Yuan of the Heavenly Sword Sect left, because he only has the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building. As a result, his movements were a little slower than those of several senior brothers.

When he took out the flying magic weapon, he was about to take off into the air. Behind him, a dark shadow suddenly burrowed into his body. His spiritual power suddenly vanished. He was terrified and shocked.

Just as he was about to open his mouth and shout for help, a gray figure suddenly appeared behind him, and a hand grabbed his neck from behind.

The disciple surnamed Yuan heard the sound of his neck and spine clattering. He shouted loudly with his mouth open, but he could not speak, could not make a sound.

Then, the disciple surnamed Yuan turned into a white light and flickered into the ring of the gray shadow's left hand. He has since disappeared from this world.

Li Zhaoyuan relied on his yin and yang power, which was different from this world, and there would be no fluctuations in spiritual power at all. Therefore, as long as he was willing to hide his body and cultivate as a monk who was the same as him or one or two levels higher than him, it would be impossible to find his traces without a special probing spell. Only by deliberately slowly scanning and probing the divine sense master could it be possible to find a trace of Li Zhaoyuan.

But who has nothing to do, who will spend a lot of time and waste a lot of divine sense exploration all the time?

Therefore, it can be said that Li Zhaoyuan is the real number one hidden master in this world, and no one can compare.

After the triangle-faced Deng Guxing and the baby-faced Ma Shijing flew into the air to catch Wang Xin, the triangle face asked, "Senior brother, where are we going?"

"Well, since we can't wait for anyone, we can't wait any longer. Let's go up now and see what happened to Senior Brother Jiang Wan?" Wang Xin explained.

"Huh?" The baby-faced Ma Shijing suddenly noticed that one of them was missing, so he asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Deng, have you seen Senior Brother Yuan, why didn't he follow?"

"Isn't he following behind?" Deng Guxing also questioned, and continued: "Although Senior Brother Yuan's cultivation is the lowest, he also has a magic weapon that flies, so he won't be unable to keep up with us." ”

"It's not good! Senior Brother Yuan may have had an accident!" Wang Xin hurriedly drove away to the place where they had been ambushed. Deng Guxing and Ma Shijing also immediately followed.

But when they returned to the barren mountains and forests where they were just now, they couldn't find a trace of Senior Brother Yuan. Senior Brother Yuan seems to have completely evaporated from the world.

"Senior Brother Yuan, where are you? Come out quickly, don't mess around with us!" they hurriedly scanned and probed with their divine senses, and shouted Senior Brother Yuan's name loudly.

But no one answered them, and no one appeared. They didn't scan for a clue either. Suddenly, an ominous premonition filled their minds. A breath of fear lingered between them. They got the idea of fleeing here immediately.

"Who is it, hurry up and come out to Lao Tzu!" because Wang Xin's heart appeared ominous signs, and a trace of fear arose. It was a feeling he had never shown before. He has cultivated immortals so far, and it has always been smooth sailing. Therefore, he has the capital of pride, and he is usually looked up to.

He has always been on top, looking at people with his nose, how could he endure this feeling that made him feel depressed. So Wang Xin was immediately furious, and shouted in a series of small orders.

Wang Xinjian never responded to him. So he took out a silver-white willow leaf shaped three-and-a-half-foot-long lower grade spirit weapon from his storage belt, the fluorescent willow leaf blade.

The fluorescent willow blade usually emits a green fluorescence that can be discussed. These green fluorescences have a special role. Although the fluorescence has no offensive power, it has the effect of tracking and positioning. As long as the monk is swept by the fluorescent, there will be nothing to hide in front of the monk with the fluorescent willow blade, and there will be a trace.