A deep valley in the hills above the Underground Tomb City.

The seven monks of the True Martial Sect flew in the air with all kinds of spirit weapons in their hands, and at the same time released their divine senses to investigate the surroundings.

These seven people all have cultivation after foundation building, and the strongest cultivation is at least the realm of the peak stage of foundation building, and he is also the leader of the seven.

This monk at the peak of foundation building looked like his face was covered with purple beards, his long hair was scattered and fell to his waist, and he was also wearing soft armor like a general's battle robe, and he looked quite powerful.

This person has a face with a national character, and he looks like he is thirty or forty years old, if it weren't for the fact that he was also wrapped in purple aura, outsiders would only think that he was a worldly general.

On his shoulder, he carried a Fang Tian Painting Halberd, a red rod and a purple blade, and the surface was carved with various runes as if carved lines, and at this time, this Fang Tian Painting Halberd was naturally shrouded in purple aura.

And this Heavenly Painting Halberd released a purple dragon-like aura phantom, wrapped around this person's body, helping this person levitate and fly out of thin air.

In his right hand, there is a jade token, this jade plate has the word Qinghong written on it, but the spiritual light in the jade card is dim, although there is still a faint fluorescent, but it shows that a life is completely finished, this fluorescent light is the remnant of Zuihou's life induction.

Just a few breaths later, the aura inside this jade fat token completely dimmed.

"Senior brothers, have you made any discoveries?"

The bearded monk said in a deep voice, his divine sense had naturally probed, and he couldn't find anything abnormal, but he just felt that there was something suspicious in the deep belly of this hill.

"Senior Brother Purple Halberd, this place is really fucking weird, not to mention the thin aura, there is actually a cloud of cold aura condensed in the belly of the mountain, I haven't noticed the vision of this place before, that, Qinghong's life card, but what other guidance information is there!"

Another monk from the True Martial Sect said in a rough voice, and what he was holding in his hand was actually a pair of Xuanhua axes.

The axe, the size of a tabletop, was carried by him to the sides of his body, as if pushing a small cart, covering half of his body.

The axe also had a flash of spiritual light, and the spiritual light on the two large axes was transmitted to him through the handle of the axe, which seemed to use his body as a hub to connect together, and then released a circle of golden spiritual light to envelop him, and condensed a ball of golden light under his feet, supporting him to levitate in the air.

This monk's face is also as rough as a butcher who kills pigs, not at all like a normal Qi Refining Immortal Cultivator, perhaps this is also the characteristic of a True Martial Sect monk.

In addition to these two monks, the five monks are also stout men with various long and short blades, and they are like the previous Qinghong Dao people's literary appearance, but they are considered a minority.

It's no wonder that before, Zhu Lingwu saw a magic weapon sold by Zhenwumen in the Zhenwumen Void Market, which was actually a Xuanhuo hammer weighing more than 1,000 catties.

Looking at the spiritual weapons in the hands of these True Martial Sect monks, the Xuanhuo Hammer is not very special, most of the weapons in the hands of these people are not light.

In the eyes of these True Martial Sect monks, sometimes the sharpness of the spirit soldier may not be able to deal with the opponent, but it is better to increase the gravity of the spirit soldier and can overwhelm people.

Anyway, people like them who play spirit soldiers will rarely use their divine thoughts to drive spirit soldiers to attack from a distance, so they simply increase the melee strike power of the blade.

Of course, through the joint training of the spirit soldiers of the True Martial Sect, even if the spirit soldiers originally weighed as much as a thousand catties, they could still swing freely through the spirit trick in their hands, as if they were wielding a wooden stick.

Just like this monk with two large axes in his hands, he also looks very relaxed, with golden aura under his feet, as if he is stepping on a golden flying board, and can levitate freely in the air.

"Senior Brother Che Axe, it seems that we are late, that Senior Brother Qinghong, I don't know what characters I met here, and in such a short time, I was destroyed and wiped out!

The purple halberd Taoist who was carrying a purple halberd on his shoulder, then stuffed the jade fat token into his arms, reached out and touched the purple whiskers on the side of his face, and said with a somewhat ugly face.

"Senior Brother Zi Ji, this place is indeed a little weird, why don't I wait for me to go back and restore my life, and then let the sect send people to search carefully, I may be able to find the traces of the murderer!

The other monk, who looked to be about forty years old with a spear in his hand, said with some indignation.

But in his heart, he didn't pay too much attention to the Qinghong Daoist, after all, the Qinghong Daoist was a monk from the True Martial Sect in the outer gate, which means that there is no possibility of progress in his cultivation in this life, that is, he can enjoy a little fun of life in the world.

And the seven post-foundation monks here, as the inner gate of the True Martial Sect, but the core combat power of the True Martial Sect, their status is naturally different from that of the exiled monks of the Outer Gate, and they still have a good chance of winning the Immortal Dao.

"That's right, Senior Brother Purple Halberd, we are from the Tiger Battle Hall, since we haven't been able to block the murderer, we should let the people of the Spirit Fox Hall check the rest of the matter! However, in such a short time, Qinghong can be solved, and there is no trace left, I really don't know who did it? Maybe, it is the master of the Demon Gate! I seem to smell some ghostly energy!"

At this time, another True Martial Sect monk with a nine-ring golden sword on his shoulder, his body was shrouded in a layer of gold and yellow mixed spiritual power, as if he was half-squatting on the ground under his feet, Xiangxia twitched his nose and sniffed a few times.

The monk was the weakest of the seven in appearance, about thirty years old, with his hair coiled up, with only a small end on top.

There is no stubble on the face, but the eyes are relatively small, the lips are a little thick, the nose is collapsed, and it looks really ugly like a dog's face.

"Segou, you kid, I think, sooner or later, you will go to the Spirit Fox Hall, look at you like this, you will lose the face of our Tiger Battle Hall wherever you go, you look at us, and then take care of yourself, alas! I don't know Uncle Tiger Spear, what I like about you, I must partner with you, hum, just your two strokes, Lao Tzu can split more than 100 zhang with an axe!"

The axe man with a pair of Xuanhua axes in his hands seemed to be very unaccustomed to the monk carrying the knife, and said provocatively in his mouth.

"Okay, Che Axe, don't target Senior Brother Segou anymore, hmph, Uncle Tiger Spear just sees you so reckless, so he will let Senior Brother Segou partner with you, just let him look at you, save you from being reckless and misleading!

The purple halberd Taoist holding the purple halberd turned his gaze between the car axe Taoist and the Segou Taoist man, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he knew that these two people didn't know how many times they had lost their temper.

In fact, among the two people, the Dog Daoist was able to restrain the temper of the Che Axe Dao Man, and he didn't know if it was Xiang Ke or what, otherwise he would not have been able to partner with the Che Axe Dao Man.

"Hehe, what Senior Brother Zi Ji said is, Che Axe, if you dare to hit me, Uncle Tiger Spear will punish you to go to Zhenwu Cave to clean for two more months! I'm not afraid, anyway, you will only fly me at most, and you won't be able to hurt me a hair!"

The ugly monk carrying the nine-ring golden knife smashed his eyes, and glanced at the Che Axe Daoist with a strange smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the words of the Che Axe Daoist.

"In that case, let's go back!"

The purple halberd Daoist didn't bother to say much, he just said this lightly, and the purple light on his body shone, and he turned into a purple dragon and flew away.

Not long after, the remaining six True Martial Sect cultivators here also wrapped themselves in spiritual light and flew away into the distance......