It is possible that the beings in the gray fog are all concentrated in the treasure area.

Other areas are much safer.

Kong Ju and Han Honghua hurried along the way for half an incense stick of time, but they did not encounter the figures of the dead disciples of Xihuang Fudi.

In addition, Kong Ji has a faint sense of good and bad luck.

Whenever he sensed danger, he would choose to take a detour and avoid places that made him uneasy.

So the journey was quite smooth.

At the same time, Kong Jue and Han Honghua would intentionally or unintentionally move closer to areas with buildings while on their way.

If they encounter disciples of Xihuang Fudi appearing in the gray fog, they can hide in the building immediately to avoid danger.

However, when the three parties were fighting in the sky, the aftermath of the battle that fell to the earth from time to time was unpredictable.

The most recent fatal crisis that Kong Ju and Han Honghua experienced along the way was a bolt of black lightning.

It almost flew over their heads and hit an area less than twenty feet away.

Turned that space into nothingness.

Kong Ju and Han Honghua were so scared that they ran away.

But in such a crisis-ridden place, it is impossible to completely avoid all dangers.

One stick of incense later Kong Ju and the other man left their hiding place.

Finally, I met a disciple from Xihuang Fudi who walked out of the gray fog.

When Kong Ju saw him, the latter was slowly placing his hands on the heads of the two monks.

Under the watchful eyes of Kong Ju and Han Honghua, the two cultivators with high cultivation levels turned into two balls of flying ashes in the hands of the Xihuang Fudi disciple.

Like the embers of burnt paper, it was blown away by the wind.

This kind of strange method is obviously not something that a cultivator at the Yanglun realm can resist.

Kong Ju had no intention of fighting with him at all.

Fortunately, when they walk, they subconsciously walk close to buildings along the way.

When they saw the disciples of Xihuang Fudi, there happened to be a courtyard on their left that could provide shelter.

"Run!" Kong Ju roared.

Han Honghua and he turned into two streaks of light and ran into the courtyard at the fastest speed in their lives.

During this process, the disciples of Xihuang Fudi also discovered them.

He rose into the air like a ball of gray mist and rushed quickly towards Kong Ju and the other man.

In an instant, he was already behind the two of them.

And held out his hands.

Just as he was about to touch the two people, Kong Jue's consciousness moved at the moment of life and death.

A figure wrapped in black clothes suddenly jumped out from the side.

With the help of inertia, he knocked the disciple of Xihuang Fudi aside.

At the same time, he held it tightly with both hands.

Although his body turned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye the moment it touched the disciples of Xihuang Fudi.

But it also bought Kong Jue and Han Honghua a moment of time.

In just that brief moment, there was a chance to survive.

Open the door! Close the door! All in one go.

Bang! With the sound of the door closing.

The disciple from Xihuang Fudi looked at the place where the two were hiding with a dull expression, and then left slowly.

Through the gap in the door, Kong Ju saw with his own eyes that the disciple from Xihuang Fudi had walked away, and only then did he relax his tense body.

With a lingering fear on his face, he said to Han Honghua: "This ghost thing will kill you if you touch it. There is no room for resistance at all."

"Fortunately, your puppet bought us time, but it's a pity that it's only a puppet at the eighth level of Yanglun!" Han Honghua agreed deeply, but felt a little sorry for Kong Ju's puppet.

"As long as I can save my life, a puppet is nothing." Kong Ju waved his hand without any concern.

Then he stuck his head into the crack of the door and observed the surrounding situation. Without raising his head, he said to Han Honghua, "Let's wait here for a while until the disciples from Xihuang Fudi leave, and then we can go out."

After he finished speaking, Kong Ju did not hear Han Honghua's response.

He immediately frowned and looked up.

But Han Honghua, who was standing next to him, was facing the room, looking around with a serious expression.

"There is someone here. I can sense his energy and blood, but he is hiding and I can't find him."

"Is there someone here!?" Kong Ju's spiritual sense moved, immediately covering the entire house.

Sure enough, the person Han Honghua mentioned was seen at the corner of the house.

He was wearing a deep red robe, had a handsome face, and held a long sword in both hands. He was hiding behind a screen, staring coldly at Kong Ju and Han Honghua who were standing at the door.

She seemed to have some technique or magical tool to conceal her aura.

If Kong Ju hadn't used his spiritual sense to explore, he would not have been able to sense him at all.

"Han Dong'er! This is her hiding place." Kong Ju thought to himself that something was wrong.

If a fight breaks out here and the courtyard is damaged, all three of them might die.

This may also be the reason why Han Dong'er did not take action immediately.

Han Dong'er also heard the conversation between Han Honghua and Kong Ju, so she stopped hiding and calmly walked out of her hiding place. Her pretended deep male voice rang out in the space: "No need to look for it."

"Han Dong!" Upon seeing the face of the person coming, Han Honghua's eyes suddenly revealed a dangerous light.

"Don't look at me like that. If I wanted to kill you, I could have sneak attacked you the moment you came in." Han Dong'er stated the facts in a gentle tone.

"I only need to stop you for a moment, and you will die in the gray fog."

"Hmph!" Han Honghua snorted coldly, and the fighting spirit in her eyes gradually dissipated.

There was a brief silence between the three of them.

Kong Ju looked at the figure in front of him who had appeared countless times in Ge Xia's memory.

It can almost be said that he watched Han Dong'er grow up and knew her character very well.

"We will leave soon. When the time comes, we will be able to go out and settle personal grudges." Kong Ju was the first to speak and broke the silence.

Han Dong'er's eyes were fixed on Kong Ju indifferently. She didn't know that the person who escaped from her hands at Frost Moon Altar was Kong Ju.

She believed that her first official meeting with Kong Ju was actually in this Xihuang blessed land.

Being able to defeat Lu Wenji, this strength is enough for her to treat it with caution.

After hearing Kong Ju's words, he nodded immediately, which meant he agreed with Kong Ju's opinion.

Then she seemed to have thought of something and smiled meaningfully: "If you want to kill Lu Wenji, we can actually join forces."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Kong Ju could certainly understand Han Dong'er's purpose of wanting to kill Lu Wenji.

Han Dong'er's father was killed by the powerful palm master of Dingyue Sect.

Han Dong'er's hatred for Dingyue Sect is even greater than that for Cangwu Sect.

"Whoever joins forces with you or gets involved with you will become a pariah." Han Honghua curled her lips in disdain.

Those who cultivate the essence of the human spirit are almost hated by everyone in the Wudong cultivation world.

Countless sects are eager to kill them first.

Among all the sects, the Cangwu sect is the one that hates human spirits the most.

In Han Honghua's opinion, Kong Ju, a disciple of the Cangwu School, should also be among them.

However, Kong Ju did not directly answer this question, but instead asked Han Dong'er: "When you attacked me before, were you targeting Lu Wenji?"

"I mainly want to kill Lu Wenji, and kill you at the same time." Han Dong'er didn't bother to lie. She looked at Kong Ju with eyes as deep as a dark pool, and told the truth with an evil smile: "Your blood is very tempting!"

"It turns out that you can't reason with people who cultivate the essence of the human spirit." Kong Ju smiled. Han Dong's words did not surprise him too much.

Then he spread his hands and said, "You owe me a sword. I will repay you for it another day."

"Let's discuss our own affairs."

"It's not a bad idea to join forces to kill Lu Wenji, but I don't trust you."

Kong Ju pointed to his back and smiled playfully: "I'm afraid you'll stab me suddenly."

"That's such a pity." Han Dong'er shook his head, his handsome face full of regret.

Of course, it is unknown whether this expression is true or false.

During the conversation between the three people.

Boom! Xihuang Fudi shook again, and the violent fluctuations shook the house where the three people were.

This made Kong Ju's expression, which had originally relaxed a little due to being out of danger, become solemn again.

"We can't delay any longer! This place will be destroyed sooner or later. The sooner we leave, the better."

After thinking about it, Kong Ju called Han Honghua and pushed open the door.

"Sister Hua, let's go!"

Whoosh! After he finished speaking, Kong Jue shot out.

Han Honghua followed closely behind.

Han Dong'er was left standing there, looking at the direction the two men left, with a half-smile on her face: "How ignorant of etiquette! They left without even saying hello."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Dong'er's figure disappeared from the spot.

Kong Ju and Han Honghua had already traveled a long distance.

It is very close to the location of the portal described by Han Honghua.

But the battle in the sky became more and more fierce.

Countless aftermaths of devastating battles continued to fall from the sky.

There are ruins left on the land of Xihuang.

Many monks were killed in the aftermath, and their bodies were either buried under the rubble or turned into nothingness.

At the critical moment, Kong Ju did not care about Han Honghua's presence, and directly used his divine puppet technique to control a corpse to temporarily serve as a puppet.

After all, his magical puppet-refining technique can do more than just control puppets.

It’s just that it’s a little difficult to control a puppet that has not been refined.

But it was enough to buy time for himself and Han Honghua.

He saw the corpse following him, running like a living person.

Han Honghua's face also showed some surprise, but at the moment of life and death, having such help was undoubtedly a good thing.

She didn't ask any more questions.

But the look he gave Kong Ju became more and more strange.

"It turns out it's not a puppet, it's a refined corpse!"

There is a big difference between puppets and corpses.

Mechanical puppetry is considered a type of Taoist magic.

However, corpse refining has some evil flavor and does not have a very good reputation.

Although he has not yet reached the point where everyone wants to kill him like the cultivators of the human spirit, he still won't be treated well anywhere.

Fortunately, Han Honghua was not a staunch defender of morality. The strange look on her face quickly disappeared, and she focused her attention on observing her surroundings.

(End of this chapter)