Unexpectedly, this Ganoderma deer acted unpredictably. Taking advantage of the formation not being fully activated, it used its sharp antlers to forcefully burrow through an opening and escape back into its den.
"this"
Hanxin Shangren and Jin Shixiong and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.
"It's alright. Keep an eye on the formation. I'll go in and drive it out. We can't afford to fail again."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Having said that, Master Hanxin activated his superior-grade natal magic weapon, the Yin-Yang Gourd, and flew into the cave.
It is said that this Yin-Yang Gourd was forged by the Venerable Hanxin using celestial water star sand and true gold from the sun. It is extremely powerful.
Lu Xuan felt that this item's power might be no less than his top-grade magic weapon, the Taiyi Golden Crystal Sword.
Soon, the Lingzhi deer was driven out by Master Hanxin through various means.
No one dared to delay, and they immediately activated the formation to trap the Ganoderma deer.
"You beast, prepare to die!"
Standing on a high place, Master Hanxin unleashed a large amount of golden sand from his Yin-Yang gourd, which flew towards the Lingzhi deer.
As for the Ganoderma lucidum on its head, no one dared to touch it, for fear of damaging it and being blamed by the Old Ancestor Red Leaf.
The power of Yin-Yang Golden Sand was indeed remarkable. The mid-stage first-tier demon beast, Lingzhi Deer, only managed to resist for a moment before the Yin-Yang Golden Sand pierced through its internal organs, leaving it utterly dead.
Master Hanxin had already flown down and plucked the intact Ganoderma lucidum, storing it in his storage bag.
Upon seeing this, Lu Xuan absorbed the spirit of the Lingzhi Deer into his Soul-Devouring Banner.
Seeing Lu Xuan's actions, Master Hanxin did not stop him.
He merely marveled at the Soul-Devouring Banner in Lu Xuan's hand.
Just as the group was about to head back home.
A chilling voice echoed:
"Hahaha, it seems that old man Hongye has indeed failed to break through. It seems that it's time for me, the Evil Monk, to stir up trouble!"
"What?! The evil monk! The number one heretical cultivator in Red Leaf Market, the evil monk!" Everyone was shocked.
Lu Xuan quietly retreated behind the crowd, so that if Han Xin Shangren was no match for him, he could run away immediately.
"You heartless old thief, your spiritual power is almost exhausted by now, isn't it? Today, I, the Evil Monk, will take revenge for those evil grudges from back then!"
"Soul-Eating Banner!"
The evil monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining instantly summoned his superior-grade magic weapon, the Soul-Devouring Blood Banner.
"A top-grade magic artifact, the ninth level of Qi Refining, you wicked monk, you've actually obtained so much good fortune. It seems I can't let you live today!" Although Master Hanxin was stubborn, he knew that he was no match for the wicked monk of the same realm in his current state.
Soon, in mid-air, the Yin-Yang Gourd and the Soul-Devouring Blood Banner, two high-grade magic artifacts, clashed fiercely, and for a time, neither side could gain the upper hand.
Meanwhile, the disciples and followers brought by the evil monk rushed towards Lu Xuan and his group. Although the Soul-Devouring Banners in their hands were only low-grade magic weapons, they were still more powerful than the low-grade magic weapons in the hands of Zhou Lingyun, Shen Yue'er and the others.
"Where do you think you're going? You righteous cultivators, seeking fame and fortune, today we, the heretics, will send you on your way." Several of the evil monk's mid-stage Qi Refining disciples, wielding the low-grade magic weapon, the Blood Devouring Soul Banner, blocked Lu Xuan's path.
"Fellow Daoists, let's split up!" Senior Brother Jin, who was in charge, made a quick decision and was the first to slip away.
Fortunately, Lu Xuan had already run away before Senior Brother Jin could.
It seems that the Cold-Hearted Monk is probably unable to hold on and will have to run away sooner or later. If they are left behind, they will be no match for the evil monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining.
At this moment, Lu Xuan had already activated the Soul Devouring Banner, a mid-grade magic weapon in his hand, and flew seventy or eighty miles away, making him one of the fastest.
"Not good!" Lu Xuan turned around and saw that Shen Yue'er was actually no match for one of the evil cultivators and was fleeing towards him, shouting:
"Fellow Daoist Lu, save me!"
"Only Senior Brother Jin can save you. My strength is too weak to resist." Lu Xuan shouted and fled quickly towards the Red Leaf Market. The speed of a mid-grade magic weapon is unimaginable. Those evil monks' disciples could not catch up with him at all.
Unexpectedly, after more than half an hour, just as Lu Xuan was only a few dozen miles away from Red Leaf Market, a streak of blood-red light suddenly caught up from behind and blocked his way.
This man had a pockmarked face and was one of the evil monk's disciples. His aura cultivation had actually reached the fifth level of Qi Refining.
This person looked at the Soul-Devouring Banner in Lu Xuan's hand and angrily rebuked:
"This is most likely my junior brother Xu's Soul-Devouring Banner. How did it become like this? I almost didn't recognize it just now. If that female cultivator surnamed Shen hadn't revealed your situation before she died, I would have thought you were a disciple of some immortal cultivation family who came out to train. It turns out you stole my junior brother Xu's Soul-Devouring Banner that he painstakingly crafted. Prepare to die!"
Lu Xuan noticed that the pockmarked, evil cultivator indeed had an extra storage pouch at his waist—it belonged to Shen Yue'er. It was stained with blood.
Since he couldn't avoid it, Lu Xuan decided to finish the fight quickly. Otherwise, if that evil monk caught up, he might not be able to escape and would likely suffer a fate worse than death if he fell into the hands of that evil cultivator.
"disease".
Lu Xuan acted decisively, summoning his natal flying sword, the Taiyi Cold Light Sword. The flying sword moved with lightning speed, piercing through the pockmarked evil cultivator's protective talisman in the blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, the pockmarked evil cultivator was killed by the incomparably powerful sword energy from Lu Xuan's flying sword.
Sensing a powerful aura of a malevolent cultivator approaching from behind, Lu Xuan casually took two storage bags from the pockmarked malevolent cultivator, retrieved his flying sword, and fully activated the power of the Soul Devouring Banner. In just a dozen or so breaths, he traversed a distance of thirty to fifty miles and landed in the Red Leaf Market.
"Thieves, please leave."
At that moment, the evil monk caught up with them instantly.
However, they were blocked outside by the defensive formation of the late-stage Qi Refining level in Red Leaf Market.
Unless one is a native cultivator like Lu Xuan who possesses a restriction token, it is impossible to enter the formation unless one breaks it with force.
Lu Xuan thought to himself, this evil monk might really have that kind of strength.
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