Of course, no matter whether the aura was strong or weak, Zhuifeng could still sense it clearly. The aura emitted by the Qilin in the sky was indeed the aura of a divine beast... and it had a clear suppressing effect on him.
So, he still wanted to go over and take a look. What if? What if there really was a little unicorn crying for food?
He felt excited just thinking about raising a little unicorn to play with.
He said to Xiao Bufan, "Let's go to Danfeng to play when we have time! Now we have to go find the little Qilin."
Without waiting for Xiao Bufan to reply, he rushed out with Li An.
"Senior Brother! Be careful of the Infinite Sword Sect..." Xiao Bufan reminded hurriedly.
But when he looked up, he saw that in just a short time, Zhuifeng had already slipped into someone else's shadow, and after switching between the shadows several times, he had reached the front position.
"What a terrifying speed!" he exclaimed in his heart.
But he was not going to rush over to grab the opportunity. No matter whether it was a Qilin or not, he had to survive to get it, right? Now he felt the murderous intent from the Wuyin Sword Sect, so he had to escape quickly.
Zhuifeng's short-range burst speed was simply incomparable to that of the cultivators who came here. Even if he let those cultivators run a few hundred meters first, he still arrived under the Qilin before them.
Qilin was in mid-air. He looked up and felt the extremely obvious suppressive force of the high-level bloodline on him.
"Is it really a Qilin?" he thought, and he quickly stepped forward to find out what was going on.
But as soon as he moved, he suddenly smelled a special smell. He stopped in a hurry and moved his nose...
“Blood?”
He looked up at the Qilin in the sky again and vaguely understood something.
He no longer flew up into the air, but suddenly fell to the ground, as if he was suppressed by the Qilin's bloodline and could not move.
The monks following behind him couldn't help but smile sarcastically when they saw him like this.
"A beast is a beast, and it is always limited by its bloodline!" Fu Ming was very fast, and was the fastest one following Zhuifeng. He looked at Zhuifeng with contempt in the air and continued to fly towards the Qilin in the sky, "So the master of this world can only be a human!"
While these monks were feeling proud and sarcastic, they did not notice that when they flew into the air and got closer to the Qilin, their shadows were cast on the ground, and the darkness formed by their shadows was right in front of Zhuifeng.
At the moment the shadow was formed, Zhuifeng opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of darkness onto the shadow. The darkness immediately spread in the shadow. In a few blinks, a large area of pitch-black darkness suddenly appeared on the white snow.
"Bah! Idiot!"
Zhuifeng raised his claws and gave the group of guys flying towards Qilin a middle finger. Then he took Li An and plunged into the darkness on the ground and went underground.
The first group of monks who approached the Qilin looked at the majestic, noble and sacred Qilin. They still had awe in their hearts for this auspicious beast and did not immediately step forward to do anything impolite.
They even, led by Fu Ming, paid tribute to the Qilin.
Fu Ming took a step forward and said to the Qilin, who was emitting a sacred light, "Senior, I am Fu Ming from Lingnan Territory and Wuyin Sword Sect. I have come to see the Lord Divine Beast."
However, Qilin just stood there proudly, with a serious face, looking in the direction of the sun.
Fu Ming bowed again and said, "I am sorry to bother you, Master Divine Beast..."
As he was talking, he finally came to his senses. Although the Qilin in front of him had the charm and aura of a mythical beast, it had no breath of life. It was like a painting, a statue, a shadow, an extremely fine work of art, not a Qilin.
His face darkened, and he slowly walked forward, reaching out to touch the scales on the Qilin's legs. As expected, his hand went through.
He stretched his body again and charged forward...his entire body passed through the divine beast.
It’s just a projection!
"Shadow!!" Discussion broke out in the crowd.
“It’s not a Qilin…” someone said, “It just has the aura of a Qilin.”
"But... what created this shadow?" A smart person quickly thought of this question.
The Qilin in the sky is just an illusion. What created this illusion?
Fu Ming realized something and hurriedly looked down at the ground. The white tiger was indeed gone!
Amid the rolling snow waves, there was a piece of pitch-black darkness rising and falling out of nowhere.
"The treasure is underground!" he roared.
The monks also looked at the ground and saw the darkness. As smart as they were, they immediately figured out the cause and effect.
There is no Qilin, but there are Qilin-related treasures. And now someone has taken the lead...
They were startled and flew to the ground quickly.
The fastest ones among them disappeared into the darkness on the ground in the blink of an eye.
However... Fu Ming, who was the fastest, did not move in mid-air. He narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at the monks who were scrambling to get into the darkness.
"Brother, why don't you go?" a clear female voice asked him.
Fu Ming turned around and saw the Fairy Miaoyi from Zhishen Valley. He smiled and replied, "The darkness on the ground was the magic of the white tiger. Only a fool who is hopelessly stupid would fall into someone else's magic without any precautions."
"That's a Qilin!" said the Fairy Miaoyi. "It's a little dangerous, but it's worth taking."
Fu Ming shook his head: "I don't need to go in. I just need to wait outside and monitor the ground. The white tiger will definitely return to the ground after getting the treasure. How wonderful it is to wait and see! "
"Senior brother is very wise!" praised Fairy Miaoyi.
...What is this about carving a boat to look for a sword?!
In the darkness underground, Zhuifeng was roaming freely in his own dark realm. He sensed that sacred breath and swam over there using a dog paddle.
It wasn't long before he saw the treasure.
Just like the last time he used this magical power, the spirit veins and spirit stones were not assimilated by the darkness, and neither was the treasure.
It emits colorful light in the darkness.
It is like a gem in the sun, shining with colorful light in this dark area.
Zhuifeng stared at the colorful light infatuatedly and paddled to its side.
He moved his nose and smelled the blood in the sacredness. He stretched out his claws and touched the colorful light.
The colorful light disappeared, revealing its original appearance...
Blood, a drop of unicorn blood.
"So this is the Qilin cub?" he murmured, and his tiger face smiled in the colorful light, "Ping An, I'll give you the Qilin blood as a gift, okay?"
Li An was hugging his neck and sleeping soundly.
Zhuifeng held the drop of Qilin blood in his claws. He wanted to put it into the Qiankun bag, but the Qiankun bag could not hold the drop of Qilin blood, so he had to hold it in his claws.
At this time, the monks had already caught up. They saw from afar a tiger shadow holding a colorful light.
"He got the treasure!" someone shouted.
"Qilin, my Qilin!" Someone swam hard over there.
Zhuifeng looked back and saw the monks trying hard to swim in the dark realm. He tilted his tiger mouth and sneered, "They are all stupid!"
The next second, all the darkness shrank towards him. In an instant, the darkness disappeared, and this place turned back into the original mud and rock underground. All the monks were trapped in the mud and rock.
Zhuifeng was surrounded by darkness and rushed out of the ground.
Then, the moment he rushed out of the ground, a sharp sword energy flew towards him.
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