The ghostly figure followed them like a maggot on their tarsal bones.

This was a one-sided massacre.

The team, which was mainly composed of cultivators in the late ninth stage of the Yanglun Realm and six cultivators in the eighth stage of the Yanglun Realm, did not even provoke a decent resistance in front of Kong Ju.

"Ah!" Screams rose and fell in the frost and fog.

The end of the valley mouth filled with frost and fog.

Valley entrance location.

Whoosh! A disheveled figure shot out from the frost and mist.

Among the seven-member vanguard team of Dingyue Sect, the only one who actually rushed out of the valley was the one with the highest cultivation level, the cultivator of the ninth realm of Yanglun.

He used some secret method and burst out with terrifying speed, temporarily creating some distance between him and Kong Ju.

The price of using the secret technique was that blood oozed from his mouth and nose.

Fortunately, after paying such a price, he broke out of the frost fog, left the death zone, and fled towards the Xiling Mountains.

During this process, this Yanglun ninth-level cultivator looked back and saw the valley entrance from which he had escaped.

"Fortunately, no one caught up with us."

With a look of relief on his face, the monk felt indescribable bitterness in his heart, thinking secretly:

"As expected, those who can make it to the Hidden Dragon Ranking are all perverts, and those who can rank within the top 30 are the most perverted of perverts. We can't resist them at all."

Not to mention resistance, their group of people entered the valley without even seeing Kong Ju's men.

"We must quickly report the situation here to Elder Dai!" Just as the thought came to this, the cultivator suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and was struck by a strong sense of crisis.

Without thinking, he made hand seals, his spiritual energy vibrated, and a brown shield-shaped Taoist magic that was a meter long condensed in front of him.

After doing all this, he could see the source of the crisis.

Swoosh! A long rainbow shot out from the valley mouth filled with frost and fog, and swept across the distance between the valley mouth and him in an instant.

It was an arrow, leaving a frosty white trail in the air.

Wherever it passed, it stirred up strong winds like raging storms, freezing large areas of dead branches and the earth along the way into ice crystals.

Archery: Chasing Stars! The moment the monk saw the arrow, it had already hit his brown shield with unparalleled momentum.

Boom! The absolutely cold energy exploded the moment it came into contact with the shield, submerging the area within a radius of more than ten feet around the monk.

At the entrance of the valley, Kong Ju was standing there, holding a silver longbow with a constantly shaking bowstring, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Of course he couldn't let the spies from Dingyue Sect leave, he had to clean them all up.

After shooting an arrow, his body moved towards the place where the arrow hit.

The monk who was hit by his star-chasing arrow was not killed.

After all, he was at the ninth level of Yanglun, and Kong Ju couldn't kill him with one strike.

But his defensive magic was still shattered, and the cold air bursting from the Star-Chasing Arrow froze him in place.

With the blessing of the essence of frost and snow, the cold air could even freeze his spiritual energy, and he therefore lost the ability to escape.

The whole body was frozen by white ice crystals.

He looked at Kong Jue with horror as he saw him appear in front of him.

This was the first time he saw the legendary Shenglong Ji Kongju.

He just looked like a young boy with cold eyes, carrying a longbow on his back, and he didn't even use his halberd.

"He didn't even use his full strength to kill so many of us." This cultivator from the ninth realm of Yanglun, who boasted that he had some reputation in the Dingyue Sect, felt frustrated.

Even though they are at the same level of Yanglun, some people are born like monsters.

Kong Ju had no intention of thinking about what this monk was thinking. He walked up to him, looked at this monk who had lost his ability to move, and asked in a cold voice, "How many of you are here?"

He didn't even verify the identities of the visitors, and was certain that they were from Dingyue Sect.

This monk was quite tough. Knowing that he had no chance of survival, he gritted his teeth and replied in a trembling voice: "I don't know!"

Kong Ju shook his head. He had no time to waste on interrogation.

"Then go to hell!" With murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he didn't want to waste time and slapped him on the head.

The frosty breath instantly turned his entire head into ice crystals, and he died on the spot.

After doing all this, Kong Ju put away the body and picked up the compass that he saw through the vision of the rock snake.

They found themselves with the guidance of this compass.

"Let me see what this compass is!" Muttering softly, Kong Ju placed the compass in his palm and injected spiritual power into it.

Click~ The compass needle immediately pointed to Kong Ju.

And at the moment when the compass needle slides.

Kong Ju saw eight brown spots of light appearing on his body.

They do not seem to be the condensation of spiritual power, but rather some marks condensed through special means.

The light spots moved around in Kong Jue's body and had no effect on him.

It is precisely because of this that ordinary cultivators cannot discover them at all.

"Eight spots of light, do they mean that I killed eight disciples of Dingyue Sect including Lu Wenji?" Looking at the marks on his body that were moving like tadpoles, Kong Ju looked thoughtful.

As for how to eliminate these light spots, Kong Ju was at a loss.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Anyway, let's go back to the sect first. It's not safe outside anymore. No matter where I go, they can find me!" Kong Ju slowly put down the compass, already having a plan in mind.

Since these seven are just the vanguard team exploring the way, there must be masters of Dingyue Sect following behind them.

"I killed Lu Wenji. Dingyue Sect probably knows that even if they send cultivators at the Yanglun realm, they won't be able to do anything to me. There must be cultivators at the Shenglun realm in the team that will be dispatched to kill me this time."

When he thought of this, Kong Ju felt a strong sense of crisis.

Just as he was about to return to the valley, his expression suddenly froze before his left foot had even landed.

His sight shifted to the dense forest in front of him on the left, less than a hundred feet away.

Boom! Without any warning, orange-red flames rose from the withered yellow forest.

When Kong Qi glanced at that location.

The flames had spread, igniting large areas of dead branches in an instant.

At the same time, a burning breath spread from the direction of the burning flames along the mountain wind towards the world where Kong Ju was.

The heat wave cleared the remaining moisture in the air, leaving only dry air blowing on Kong Jue's body.

He felt his skin was dry.

The air he breathed into his lungs and even his throat became dry.

"Who!" The sudden change in the world made Kong Ju's heart jump inexplicably, and he asked.

The air grew hotter as he spoke.

Even the fallen leaves that were blown from the forest not far from Kong Ji's feet started to burn on their own.

As if in response to Kong Ju's question, a figure slowly walked out from the forest that had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Kong Qi's eyes immediately locked onto the person who came.

He looked like a young man, dressed in white, with an elegant temperament, and even his slow steps were so graceful and calm.

Especially his pair of bright eyes, which seemed to emit a scorching light like the scorching sun when they opened and closed.

It formed a sharp contrast with Kong Jue's eyes, which were influenced by the essence of frost and snow and were as cold as a wind blade or a snow sword.

The two looked at each other from a distance, one ice and one fire, as if they were born opposites.

The person who came revealed his strength in his bones, even his eyes were so calm, and there was no emotion revealed when he looked at Kong Ju.

Even though he did not reveal the slightest aura or pressure, Kong Ju still felt a thrilling sense of oppression from this young man.

Kong Ju swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat which was dry from the hot air, and thought to himself: "This man is like the scorching sun!"

In this man's eyes, Kong Ju felt like he saw another Huangfu Wuqin.

Equally strong and confident.

"Unbeatable!" The ability to judge the situation is the key to Kong Ju's survival from so many crises.

After just one encounter, he gave up the intention of fighting him.

Thinking of this, Kong Ju began to look around, preparing for an escape route, while his legs slowly took a step back.

The man spoke, and after examining Kong Ju, he asked in a voice as gentle as jade, "Kong Ju?"

"No!" Kong Ju denied shamelessly, shook his head quickly, and introduced himself: "I am a casual cultivator, Hedong Jin!"

(End of this chapter)