“I can’t find it.”

Ancient Sword Sect, Yuyan looked exhausted.

She promised her master Wan Ji that she would deal with the three escaped aliens, but things always develop in an uncontrollable direction. The alien with the "immortal spirit" was the first to cut off the connection.

Yuyan could feel that this severance was temporary, and the reaction of the Soul Chasing Mirror was still there, just disturbed. But even if it was a temporary blinding method, it was intolerable for the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans. The aliens in the restricted area grew very fast. Once they were given enough time, the harm they brought would be enough to affect the entire cultivation world, and the existing order would be overturned.

This is also the main reason why the restricted area is called the restricted area.

It is not tolerated by the world, so it is "banned".

"Kuishan escaped into the underworld." The fourth-generation disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, dressed in black, stood at the door and reported to Yuyan the news sent back from the direction of the third alien.

"Let them hand over the person."

Yuyan said without turning his head.

The underworld is very strong.

But the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans are stronger. As long as the Immortal Linchen does not intervene, they are not afraid of anyone. Even if the Immortal intervenes, they are still not afraid. As the force guarding the First Forbidden Zone, the Nine Clans also have their own backers behind them.

"We have already summoned them, but there has been no response from the underworld yet, and the people we sent over have also been blocked outside."

Listening to these tedious things, Yuyan felt tired for no reason.

Problems in the Emperor's Tomb world began eight thousand years ago.

Now this problem has spread to the outside world. She had a discussion with her senior brother Chi Jian two days ago. Something happened in the immortal cultivation world in the tomb. The suppressed old guys have been restless recently, leaving Chi Jian with no extra energy to help her. The same is true for the Pure Yang Immortal Sect. The trouble they encountered is even greater than that of the Ancient Sword Sect. The entire sect was dragged in and could not go out.

It just so happened that the master had reached the limit of her ninth life, and multiple troubles piled up on top of each other, making her feel like she had no idea where to start.

"I'll go there myself."

Since it involves the underworld, Yuyan can only go there in person.

"What about the third one? Why hasn't it been solved yet?"

"Uncle Ke has been confirmed dead. Uncle Wang who went there two days ago sent back a message saying that the soul-chasing mirror of the third target has also been covered up."

The disciple who reported the situation responded cautiously.

"Another cover-up! What are those useless people in the Refining Pavilion doing?"

Listening to these constant troubles, Yuyan felt extremely annoyed. She just wanted to draw her sword and chop people! This kind of tedious matter has never been her forte.

Rather than getting into these tangled troubles, she prefers to pick up a sword and chop people.

As a sword cultivator, you should move forward courageously!

The disciple who reported the situation stood trembling by the side, not daring to speak.

"Let Wang Lin continue tracking and don't relax. I will go to help him after I finish dealing with the matters in the underworld." After leaving these words, Yuyan's figure flashed and fled into the distance.

Among the three goals.

The target with immortal spirit energy is the most threatening, and is the culprit who destroyed the seal of the Emperor's Tomb. The second is the traitor Kuishan, who was originally a disciple of their Ancient Sword Sect and knows a lot about the Nine Clans of the Tomb Guarding. He ranks second in threat, and the last target is the least threatening.

So far, no one has heard of any special features of this person. We only know that he occupies a sect called Lingxu Dongtian, and he should have some ability to possess the body of another.

After explaining the affairs of Lingxu Cave Heaven.

Chen Luo left the mountain gate that day and followed the guidance of the talisman paper all the way. In just two days, he arrived at the area where the owner of the Life Silkworm Gu was.

The Immortal Gate of All Things.

This sect is not far from Lingxu Cave Heaven. The sect master, Wanxiang Laozu, is known as a rare genius in the world of immortal cultivation. After two reincarnations, he reached the Hedao realm and became a well-known overlord.

Before the rise of Wanxiang Patriarch, this place was occupied by eighteen lower-level immortal sects. Wanxiang Patriarch ended the chaos here with his own strength, founded Wanxiang Immortal Sect on the ruins, and became the overlord among the medium-sized sects.

night.

rainstorm.

Chen Luo fell from the sky along with the rain.

Along with him, there were more than a hundred puppets with stiff expressions. These people were not real people at their core. The "enlightenment technique" was not real enlightenment, but just an advanced version of the Situ family's puppetry technique. These people were still puppets at their core.

It just has an extra brain compared to ordinary puppets.

"Right here."

The man in black robe stretched out his right hand, and a pitch-black beetle flew through the rain and landed on the tip of his index finger. The beetle washed by the rainstorm glowed coldly, and its two antennae conveyed the information that the man in black robe wanted.

"Is there no similar magical power in the world of immortal cultivation here?"

Chen Luo looked at the active aura in his hand and dispersed it casually.

"Do you want to set up a formation?"

Dispelling the beetles on his fingertips, the man in black robe looked at Chen Luo.

"Poison first."

Chen Luo looked at a puppet next to him.

This person quickly walked out of the crowd, and he stretched out his right hand. His withered palm was like a sharp claw, emitting a dark purple glow. The rain slid down his palm, and after waiting for a while, he walked to the upwind position, took out a bag of white flowers from his storage bag, and sprinkled them lightly into the air.

The fragrance of flowers is everywhere.

The horn of the big demon scorpion, the brain of the returning to the void that Chen Luo harvested from the demon clan. This guy was full of poison when he was alive, and now he has been "enlightened" by Chen Luo. Although he has no help from his original body, his instinct for spiritual poison still exists. The bag of spiritual poison on him was prepared during these days in Lingxu Cave Heaven.

The fragrance of the flowers spread silently under the washing of the rain. After waiting for about ten breaths, Scorpion Horn said something in a muffled voice.

"alright."

Chen Luo nodded and gestured to the men in black robes.

The group quickly dispersed, some went outside to set up the formation, some went to find the place to cast the curse, and some, like Ke Zhenbei, walked in with swords on their backs.

Chen Luo didn't like beating around the bush or dragging his feet. He came here directly to quickly deal with this enemy. After taking away the Life Silkworm Gu, he would have the energy to deal with the pursuit of the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans. Temporary cover can only be used for temporary avoidance, and it needs to be replenished every once in a while. Moreover, once facing the heavenly calamity, the residual soul power used for cover will definitely be dispelled by the power of heaven and earth.

The shielded Soul-Chasing Mirror will also sense him.

At that time, Chen Luo would not only face the heavenly calamity, but also the hunt of the nine clans guarding the tomb.

The brightly lit Mingdan Hall.

Zhenren Wanxiang was refining a furnace of elixirs. Skilled spells kept passing through his hands, and the dissipated spiritual energy transformed into white words one after another and were imprinted into the elixirs.

thunderbolt!!

Heavy rain and thunder flashed past the window.

Master Wanxiang frowned slightly, and the spiritual spell in his hand suddenly lost its standard. A spiritual spell that was supposed to hit the lower left side of the alchemy furnace lacked a bit of fire, causing the spiritual fire that was supposed to be ignited to lose two points of temperature.

laugh.

A burst of black smoke rose from the alchemy furnace, and all the spiritual materials inside were burned to ashes.

Wan Xiang Zhenren did not look at the wasted elixir over there, but glanced out the window. In his spiritual sense, there were no less than twenty auras coming towards his location.

"Someone come."

Master Wanxiang spoke to the outside world with a blank expression.

"Ancestor."

Several black shadows flashed by and appeared in the hall like ghosts.

"I grant you three levels of power to sweep away the dust outside."

The Wanxiang Patriarch stretched out his hand, and several six-winged poisonous insects flew out from the shadows and merged into their bodies.

Being able to develop the Wanxiang Immortal Sect to this point, the Wanxiang Patriarch must be an ordinary person. He had encountered similar thieves countless times. The secret of the rise of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect was like poison, attracting those rootless cultivators.

The world of immortal cultivation has never been as peaceful as it seems. Under every powerful person who occupies resources, there are mountains of corpses buried.

The black shadow that merged into the insect quickly dissipated.

The Wanxiang Patriarch withdrew his spiritual consciousness and continued to refine the elixir. The previously burned medicinal residue flew out of the elixir furnace, and the spiritual fire reignited, burning away all the remaining demonic power inside. After doing all this, the elixir furnace returned to its original position, and the medicine cabinet next to it opened automatically. Dozens of spiritual materials with flowing light flew out of it and were thrown into the elixir furnace.

In just a moment, the spiritual material was burned into spiritual liquid.

The aroma of medicine filled the air throughout the hall.

"Um?"

Master Wanxiang, who had just finished refining the elixir with martial fire, frowned and felt something was wrong.

This medicine is a little too fragrant.

He sensed the few larvae he had released earlier, but he didn't feel anything unusual. The larvae were still on Shadow's body, but the spiritual energy was flowing, and it felt a little stiff.

"Huang Kun."

Patriarch Wanxiang stopped refining the elixir and stood up and walked out of the hall.

Although he didn't know what the problem was, Master Wanxiang still decided to follow his instinct. When he was weak, this instinct saved him many times.

"The disciple is here."

A skinny bald monk walked in from outside. He was skinny, with a green tattoo on his bald forehead, which looked like some kind of beast, or words. This man was the eldest disciple of Master Wanxiang, and also the strongest man under him.

"Go out and take a look, something is wrong outside."

Venerable Wanxiang personally took out a six-winged poisonous insect and handed it to Huang Kun.

Looking at the poisonous insect handed over by Venerable Wanxiang, Huang Kun's eyes flashed with a light, and the attitude in his eyes became extremely pious.

"Master, rest assured!"

After pinching the insect into his palm, Huang Kun's aura instantly rose to the same level as the Wanxiang Master, like an inflated ball. The shrunken skin on his body also became full, and the tattoo that was not clearly visible before now became like a living thing.

That is the pattern of a poisonous insect.

After sending out his eldest disciple, Venerable Wanxiang restrained his own aura, turned around and walked towards the inner courtyard.

At that place, he left a cross-domain teleportation array.

To be able to develop to this point, Wanxiang Zun is naturally not a reckless man. He knows his advantages better than anyone else. Huang Kun is a barrier under him. If the enemy can break through this barrier, he will turn around and leave without saying a word.

If Huang Kun could solve the problem, he would return to his original position and continue to be the ancestor of Wanxiang. If Huang Kun could not solve it, he would change his place and start over.

People are the foundation.

boom!!

As soon as he entered the passage, Master Wanxiang sensed a violent spiritual energy shock coming from outside. The spiritual energy in the surrounding air was sucked over by the two sides like a tide, and the two forces exploded above the hall, and the aftermath crushed all the surrounding buildings into dust.

The restrictions attached to the surface of the building were like paper, breaking into pieces. (End of this chapter)