"I found you."

Deep in the land of foul light, Feng Mi put the fingers of his right hand together, and an illusory flame was dancing on them.

This is the secret technique of the Xianluo clan, which can track the whereabouts of cultivators based on their breath.

To be honest, if this immortal Luo had not become his own clone, Shen Lian would have been like the other cultivators flocking outside, coveting the body of the immortal Luo's descendant.

Whether to snatch it or not is another matter, but one will definitely be envious, because the means brought by the Xianluo bloodline are really too amazing.

Various secret techniques emerged one after another, and the destruction of this clan was not unjust.

The fairy world does not allow such a powerful group to exist.

The magnetic light flickered in the land of foul light, which had an effect on all kinds of spells, but at this moment, Feng Mi used the tracking method performed by the Xianluo secret technique to easily find the direction of the target.

"Fellow Daoist from Xingxiu Palace, treasures belong to those with immortal virtues. Obviously, I have abundant immortal virtues, so I should be the owner of the spiritual treasure."

Avoiding the magnetic light and stepping on the space debris, Feng Mi quickly disappeared from the spot.

Right now, there are too many Hedao monks coming in from the Filthy Light Land, and he has also activated his magic power, emitting an aura that is comparable to that of the Hedao monks. As long as he doesn't fight with others, it is not easy for outsiders to see through his realm.

Along the way, he walked back and forth among the magnetic lights, carefully sensing the movement of the breath between his fingers.

"Hey, there's someone."

Half a month later, Feng Mi, who was on his way, looked up into the distance and saw a figure looming in the depths of the flashing magnetic light.

He was on high alert and then fled in another direction.

At the same time, a figure appeared in the distance, also fully alert with all his magical powers, and went in another direction.

"Hey, it's your fault that you're blind."

"No, you're lucky. I haven't started killing yet."

After making sure that the monk he met had gone far away, Feng Mi continued on his way.

At the moment, he was not sure whether his goal was to be alone or with the monks of his sect.

However, he was too greedy for the magical treasure of the space gate.

Since the cultivators from Xingxiu Palace dared to arrest him, he naturally did not show any courtesy and fought back to grab him.

…

In the land of foul light, the collision between clean air and turbid air gave rise to magnetic light, and the void stirred by the magnetic light was constantly broken.

Every other area, there is an area where space overlaps and interweaves, forming a complicated and complex broken space zone.

Often in such areas, the collision between turbid air and fresh air is quite violent, and there are also many broken spiritual bans.

And within the spiritual forbidden area, there are sometimes lands, lakes, mountains and so on with different landforms.

Along the way, Feng Mi encountered two monks who came to encircle him from different directions, but he simply ignored them and did not pay any attention.

Similarly, the monks who met him would choose a new direction and leave after taking a look at him.

The main attack is that no Xianluo appears and both sides are at peace.

“It’s almost there.”

Feeling the flames on his fingertips jumping more and more violently, Feng Mi's eyes flashed purple light as he kept looking towards the overlapping and broken space around him.

Soon, Feng Mi stopped outside an overlapping space shrouded in magnetic light, and his figure quickly merged into the space.

Deep in this overlapping space, colorful fluorescent lights flickered and a black and white lake gurgled, which looked like an ink painting from afar.

In the central area of ​​the lake, a starry sky was twinkling. A cultivator with fairly handsome features was sitting on top of the starlight, but he was emitting a faint green light from his body.

This green mist snake lingered outside the body and sometimes jumped onto the face, making the face look hideous.

"Damn old devil, once I find out your true identity I will tear you into pieces."

While forcing the poisonous fog out, Yin Jiurong was filled with resentment. He had already expected that the name the old demon had reported before was a fake, and using a fake name was a required course when traveling in the fairy world.

The methods used by demonic cultivators have always been cunning and treacherous, and the poisonous techniques that can infect cultivators at the Hedao realm are extremely rare.

But once this thing is refined, the damage to Hedao is quite terrifying.

The green poisonous mist that merged into the body was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, directly merging with the flesh, blood, magic power, and rules, and had a tendency to rush towards the soul.

He is now scraping the bone to heal the wound, driving the poisonous fog into the same piece of flesh and blood, and then separating the entire piece of flesh and blood from the body.

But the poisonous fog had thoughts. Every time it was about to trap him, it would jump to other places in the body.

"If the sect master were here, crushing this poisonous mist would be a piece of cake."

“Now that so many Hedao cultivators have gathered here, no one knows where the Xianluo descendant is hiding.

If I can capture it and refine it into an external incarnation, I will have hope in the future of Yujing, and Xingxiu Palace will also be in my hands."

Although he was recovering from his injuries, Yin Jiurong's ambitions had not given up. Who wouldn't want to be a descendant of Tianluo?

"Very good, you still dare to peek at me even though you are in such a bad state. I will put you on the expedited list for this life!"

A cold voice sounded.

"who!"

Yin Jiurong was suddenly startled. In doubt, he quickly summoned the starlight from all directions and fled into the distance without thinking.

The moment his mind swept around, his face was suddenly startled.

"An old devil from the past!"

"No, you are not Kuang..."

“Hehehe!”

In the space derived from the black and white lake, demonic energy rolled out, and a faint light formed a halo that had already pressed into Yin Jiurong's sea of ​​​​consciousness.

"ah!"

Not only was the sea of ​​​​consciousness impacted, but even the physical body was baptized by the dense silver space sharp edges.

In just a moment, Yin Jiurong's soul went into a state of paralysis.

His thoughts were still on the consciousness of 'not the peerless old demon'.

At the same time, two stars with the brilliance of the sun and the moon appeared above the lake, covering the entire space.

Then, the two stars seemed to be attracted by a powerful force and began to be sucked into two long and narrow streams of light, piercing through the void from high above and piercing through Yin Jiurong's body.

The anti-polar force of yin and yang was surging wildly in Yin Jiurong's body. His magic power integrated with starlight was messed up, and even his dantian was torn into a big crack.

His body collapsed, his dantian shattered, and Feng Mi turned into a black-robed figure with sinister triangular eyebrows and eyes, and fell down. Then, his even more powerful divine consciousness crashed into Yin Jiurong's sea of ​​divine consciousness.

In the sea of ​​divine consciousness, Yin Jiurong's soul, which had long been paralyzed by the attack of the Three Burials' Chaotic Soul, was torn into pieces.

The broken soul kept flickering, emitting a terrified and trembling intention.

"You...you are a descendant of Xianluo!"

After all, he was a cultivator from the Xingxiu Palace, and his remaining soul finally reacted.

Not only did he react, but he also quickly recalled some previous events.

"When I was fighting with the old demon, you were right next to me!"

Only in this way can the descendants of Xianluo find him and scare him with the appearance of the old demon.

"How dare you run out!"

Within the sea of ​​divine consciousness, the consciousness of Yin Jiurong's residual soul, which was divided into dozens of parts, flickered.

Is this Xian Luo crazy? Doesn’t he know how many cultivators are trying to capture him in the Land of Filthy Light?

"I am the Supreme Immortal Luo, you are unworthy to arrest me!"

The divine consciousness descended into Yin Jiurong's sea of ​​consciousness, unceremoniously grabbing the residual souls one by one and forcefully seizing the memories within them.

If it weren't for this piece of information, he wouldn't have been able to live this long.

"Even if you kill me, you can't run away?"

Seeing his soul being killed one after another, Yin Jiurong panicked. He wanted to reunite the remaining soul, but what the hell was this information that separated his soul?

What the hell, you have to use your feet to soak your feet? Is that even necessary? How can you soak your feet if you don’t use your feet?

Such a high-end elixir has to be refined using the simplest method.

What the hell is this news.

"Xingxiu Palace and I have a destiny, why should I run away? A great Xianluo is fearless."

Feng Mi spoke coldly, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all, and every breath would crush a remnant soul.

…

"Xingxiu old thief, the one who killed your disciples was Xianluo Daozun, what can you do to me!"

Half an incense stick later, with a wave of Feng Mi's hand, the entire black and white lake was shrouded in silver light, and a ball of blood mist exploded.

He transformed into the appearance of an old demon and took the opportunity to strike a proud posture.

In an instant, in the exploding blood mist, a ray of starlight emerged and fled outward, suddenly crashing into the overlapping space derived from the surroundings.

After breaking through dozens of spaces in succession, it was caught by Feng Mi's outstretched big hand.

With a "puff" sound, the starlight in the space was crushed by his big hand. Feng Mi waved his hand, and the score he had just prepared was in vain. The mark of death did not spread out.

He was prepared for the possibility of being unable to intercept, but he didn't expect it to be so weak.

I have to say that the Xingxiu Palace is different from the sects of the two Hedao monks who were killed before. This one is more powerful and has the mark of death.

“Buzz!”

After rubbing his hands, Feng Mi lightly summoned a stone door shining with silver light on his body.

"Hey, why is there another one without a weapon spirit? That's convenient for me."

His divine consciousness sank into the stone gate, and in the spirit space inside it, he saw the words "Star Space Gate".

"Good stuff, let's go and refine it first."

…

More than half a month later, somewhere in the Land of Filthy Light, in a fruit-sized space deep in the overlapping space, Feng Mi opened his eyes.

In front of him, a silver stone gate covered with star spots floated up and down.

The starlight on the surface of this stone gate is actually star patterns, but they have shrunk and turned into light spots.

This space gate is a seventh-grade spiritual treasure that combines the two rules of stars and space. The space is used to travel, and the stars are used for guidance.

By the way, the original owner of this space gate was Yin Jiurong, one of the supreme elders of Xingxiu Palace.

There are a total of seven Hedao monks in Xingxiu Palace, among whom three are at the Twelfth Floor Realm, and the strongest is at the Seventh Floor Realm.

Now, he also knew the differences between the twelve floors.

According to Yin Jiurong's memory, once the twelfth floor above the seventh level comes down to the Turbid Air Sea and is noticed by the Qingshen Clan, they will also trigger the Hedao cultivators of the corresponding level to take action.

In order to limit the scale of conquest between the two sides, the two worlds of Qing and Zhuo tacitly agreed not to mobilize the twelfth-floor realm cultivators above the seventh level.

Of course, this is just a tacit understanding and does not represent the real situation.

Fortunately, it takes thousands or even tens of thousands of years for a cultivator at the twelfth level to condense his magic power. When it comes to the sixth or seventh level, it may even take tens of thousands of years. Most of the time, they are awake and practicing.

After putting away the space gate that had been used for the initial ritual, Feng Mi slowly stood up.

Because of the existence of innate spiritual restrictions in this area, he transformed it into a seventh-level spiritual restriction area. He transformed a total of four such places in the Land of Filthy Light as places to live and heal.

The four caves are called Cave 1, 2, 3 and 4 respectively. The one in front of you is Cave 3.

"The hunt begins!"

After stretching his legs and feet, Feng Mi quickly escaped.

While others haven't noticed his whereabouts yet, he'll get a few more fellow Taoists to play with, and leave some...legacy for him.

…

"The second one!"

A few days later, deep in a rolling sea of ​​clouds, Feng Mi captured a fat and huge demon.

Then, he quickly gathered all the aura around him and disappeared on the spot.

The memories of a cultivator in the Hedao realm were lengthy, and he had no way of digging them out quickly. He could only force them into his memory, allowing the original body to sort them out bit by bit.

In this event, Feng Mi was just a cold-blooded killer.

Another half month passed.

"The third one."

A cultivator whose body was shrouded in hazy green light was taken into Feng Mi's bag.

However, the noise of the fight also attracted the attention of other monks nearby. Some monks fled quickly from afar, while others wandered thousands of miles away, advancing back and forth, looking like they really deserved a beating.

"snort!"

A cold snort sounded, and the magic power generated by gravity and blood surged out.

"Do you guys want to compete with me to see who dies faster?"

The sound was rumbling and filled with murderous intent.

A few prying figures lingering in the distance quickly fled away and disappeared in the distance.

Seeing that there was no one around, Feng Mi quickly dispersed the area of ​​​​the fight and then fled away.

However, he did not go far and hid in the dark.

Sure enough, not long ago, the dark dragon that was wandering in the distance came back stealthily.

Mist was rising from the belly of the black dragon, and clouds were lingering wherever it passed.

Just as he rushed over, he suddenly let out a scream. His slightly bloated body twisted and knotted together, and his water-based magic power surged out, washing in all directions.

"There are opportunities to make a living everywhere, but you chose to offer yourself up here. This skin is good, enough to draw talismans on."

A cold voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness of the dragon. In the sea of ​​consciousness that had been washed away to pieces, the dragon's soul was broken open and turned into hundreds of small dragons.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop. I am from the Minghe Dragon Palace..."

"Reptile, even if your father is the Dragon Ancestor, that won't work!"

In an instant, dazzling silver light lit up in the void in all directions.

The broken space was all moved, covering the dragon's body in the air.

"You...you...Xianxian..."

“Puff!”

Feng Mi quickly crushed Jiaolong Daozun's soul and swallowed the memory fragments in it whole.

…

Looking at the broken space around him and the wandering magical energy, Feng Mi sighed, thinking that it was impossible to fish in troubled waters.

Although he had restrained his aura before, all those who came to the Land of Filthy Light were cultivators of the Hedao realm. Each of these cultivators had some means at their disposal, and they might have already captured his aura.

Feng Mi sensed the surroundings with his divine sense and found no trace of other cultivators, so he quickly fled away.

Not long after, a stream of light came from afar, and divine consciousness carefully probed over, checking the broken spiritual restrictions around.

This area had long been riddled with holes, with glowing fluorescent lights flashing everywhere, and soon after the divine consciousness entered into them.

The visitor's expression changed.

Soon, a ball of nine-colored magical power surged in the hands of this cultivator.

"Xianluo's magic power, nine kinds of rules, the rumors are actually true."

There was a flash of excitement in Yong Lin's eyes. He did not chase after him at the first moment, but quickly flashed to the outer area. His big hands rolled up a yellowish-brown whirlwind and blasted towards the surroundings of this space.

It has already captured the breath of the descendants of Xianluo, so naturally it cannot let others share this opportunity. It will try to slow down the spying of others as much as possible.

The area was completely bombed into ruins, with all kinds of chaotic auras mixed up. After his divine sense swept around, Yong Lin nodded in satisfaction and quickly went away.

Such a commotion naturally attracted the attention of other cultivators. Soon another cultivator came from afar, his eyes flashing with strange and mysterious light, sweeping across the area.

After hesitating for a moment, he was seen slowly opening his mouth, and his originally overbite-shaped upper and lower jaws began to stretch rapidly, forming a pointed bird's beak.

As the mouth opened and closed, a snake-like tongue stretched out, became a thousand feet in size, and began to sweep across the broken void.

This long whip-like tongue flashed a hazy blood light, and all kinds of auras around the broken space strangely turned into cyclones and floated towards the tongue.

Among the many cyclones, there were several floating, nine-colored air masses that emitted a little luster.

"call!"

The next moment, the long tongue gathered the nine-colored air masses that were rolled back together.

"Nine kinds of rule mana, descendants of Xianluo!"

The long mouth retracted and turned into an overbite face again. A hint of excitement flashed in Ji Conghui's eyes, and then a sneer appeared.

"Descendant of Xianluo, do you think you have hidden yourself well enough?"

"hehe!"

Back then, it obtained the blood essence of the Cloud Soul Sky Bird, but did not use it to temper its body. Instead, it combined it with a secret technique and refined it into its own unique secret technique of exploration.

“Boom!”

Immediately afterwards, Ji Conghui raised his big hand and launched several attacks again in the already broken void.

After destroying the body once again, he quickly fled into the distance.

Half a day after Ji Conghui left, another cultivator came to look for him. This time it was a cultivator from the Qingshen clan. After checking back and forth several times, he finally had no choice but to flee far away.

…

"Turtle Spirit Searching."

In the space covered by magnetic light, a small khaki-colored turtle was suspended in front of Yong Lin, with a ball of nine-colored flame burning on its body.

The suspended little turtle's body was like a Si Nan, constantly circling and shaking, using its head to guide Yong Lin's direction.

"God bless me."

Feeling the flames on the little turtle jumping more and more violently, Yong Lin suppressed the excitement in his heart.

As the leader of the Guifu Immortal Sect, his life is not as glorious as the younger generation thinks.

The Guifu Immortal Sect is one of the Five Elements Immortal Sects.

The four major forces of Zunhuo, Muyuan, Jinyang and Minghe respectively hold the four-turn gold, wood, water, fire and earth seals.

Their five major immortal sects are only slightly better than the Blank Immortal Sect. The reason they were able to establish a sect is not because the founders were so powerful, but because there were people in Haotian and Cangtian realms who needed to establish the Five Elements Immortal Sect.

To put it bluntly, they are more like the outer courtyard of a large sect.

The leader of a sect is more jokingly called the master of the outer courtyard. He is the symbol of the sect and needs to obey the arrangements of the major sects at all times.

As a Hedao monk, who doesn't want to make progress? Who doesn't want to be proud and independent instead of being ordered around?

"arrive!"

They came to an area covered by magnetic light and overlapping space. Yong Lin's body flashed with khaki color, and a tortoise shell suddenly appeared on his back, turning him into the appearance of Prime Minister Turtle.

The Guifu Immortal Sect is not good at other magic, but its defense technique is the best among Haotian.

After circling around, Yong Lin shrank into his tortoise shell in a flash. Then the tortoise shell shrank rapidly and drilled into a cracked position of the spiritual ban.

…

This is the second burrow of the cunning rabbit.

"Why is there only one here?"

In the depths of the flickering spiritual forbidden space, Feng Mi frowned slightly. His aura had already been leaked, so it didn't make sense for him to just use a turtle shell.

Could it be that all these monks who came to search for him were blind and their minds were blind?

Can’t you see such a large fighting area?

That doesn't make sense.

"I didn't expect that an old turtle as broad as a mountain ridge and with patterns like the Nine Palaces would be so shameless."

Soon, Feng Mi figured out the reason.

I'm really angry.

When I was hiding in the past, I hoped that all traces of my aura would be destroyed. Now I don't want to hide anymore. Anyway, such a Taoist cultivator will not be able to hide sooner or later.

Now that we have four Hedao monks in our hands, we might as well fight them. Every time we kill one more, we will gain more.

But I happened to meet a good person who put an end to the aura I released.

"Thank you so much, I really do!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Mi's figure disappeared into the space.

…

“Boom!”

Deep in the spiritual forbidden area, the spiritual forbidden lines lit up and turned into streams of light and flames that fell down.

Yong Lin shrank into his tortoise shell, and the patterns on its shell lit up one after another, forming a thick defense that blocked the spiritual light from his body.

"Three Burials of Chaotic Souls!"

When the turtle shell was still covered by the broken space, an extremely powerful divine attack fell from the sky, directly penetrated through the layers of defensive aura, and penetrated into the turtle shell.

"ah!"

惨叫声中龟壳内响起，一直缩在龟壳内的雍鳞一下子钻了出来，带着龟壳在破碎空间处翻滚。

“去！”

封弥再次出手，来一个也是肉，没有不拿下的道理。

浩瀚的法力涌出，化为了一片刀光剑影朝着雍鳞轰去。

可这一刻，本该在三葬乱魂冲击下神念宕机的雍鳞，突然面龟甲上亮起了一片玄黄神光，身子再次缩进了龟壳内。

龟壳也随之翻滚起来，硬生生的撞出了空间破碎处，然后头也不回的轰开重重灵禁，一溜烟消失在了磁光中。

这还是三葬乱魂术第一次没有建功， 这老龟神念海中并没有防御灵宝，唯一的可能就是拥有记忆悠长无比，数量上可以勉强挡住无边混乱信息碎片。

“这不会真的是头老龟吧。”

封弥没有去追，因为第二头猎物来了。

“道友，你来的正好，你替他去死！”

封弥双眸煞气冲霄，杀机滚滚。

从现在开始就要看他的运气了，若能晚一点碰到十二楼修士，那就能多痛快一会，要是运气不好碰到十二楼，那就要跑路了。

“啊！”

紧追着而来的姬从晦，感应着法力的波动，刚刚冲过来就感受到了惊人的杀机，吓得连忙止住脚步。

“逃！”

他感觉自己法力在颤抖，不假思索的拍了一下丹田的位置，一只飞梭快速的落在脚下，开始远遁。

封弥挥袖一抬胳膊，一片九彩环绕若云霞的法力涌出，身影随之化为了虚幻的鲲鹏降临到了遁走修士的头顶。

同一时间，漫天法力形成的剑光剑影，就将此人笼罩了起来。

姬从晦慌忙的召唤出法力，在身上布置了一重防御。

“噗！”

“噗噗。”

可面九种三转规则形成的法力狂潮，直接摧枯拉朽般将防御撕碎，并且将其浑身冒血的打飞出去。

想要再次遁逃，却发现身子好似置于了一片群山万壑的世界中，被压得无法动弹。

短短的瞬息间，姬从晦就感觉自己被轰击了数百次，一身法袍破碎成了渣渣，露出了一件精致无比还带着小花的肚兜。

此刻，这件肚兜长出了繁花，防御力量惊人，将封弥施展出来的山河无疆法术顶在了上面，给了姬从晦喘息的机会。

“仙罗后裔名不虚传，事不可为赶紧脱身。”

一边庆幸自己从前拍卖到手的肚兜防御强大，姬从晦面容上却惊惧不已，没有丝毫犹豫弹起身子就要遁走。

可还没有起身，突然就发出了一声惨叫，接着丹田破碎，神念海内好似被分割成了无数块。

“道友，你的记忆我用用。”

封弥催动着法力冲刷着此修的肉身，上来先把其神念海的神魂冲刷掉大半。

这样做虽说获得的记忆可能不那么全，可胜在安全稳当。

很快，一缕魂烟升起，接着化为了虚无，封弥也快速的远遁而去。

这是第五个了。

灵禁破碎的动静很大，很快引来了修士的瞩目，之前远遁的龟壳又跑了回来，露出了脑壳在远处打量着。

“仙罗后裔！”

一下子有三位修士同时出现在四处，捕捉到了游走的法力后，这下气息是遮掩也遮不住了。

三位修士中有一位快速的传递给了宗门另外修士。

消息很快传开。

不要看大家蜂拥而至，可消息总归是消息，此刻捕捉到了九种规则的法力气息后，将消息印证为了事实。

真有参悟九种规则的修士存在，是不是仙罗先不说，九种规则就够了。

……

磁光闪烁中，一片银光涌动，银光上一座石门剧烈的摇曳晃动起来。

石门内，封弥踉跄的飞了出来，撞在了一处磁光中。

在他的手中还抓着一道浑身血色淋漓身影。

“第六个了！”

将空间门一收，快速的消失在了原地。

……

一个月后。

“第七个！”

空间破碎的中间，封弥祭出了空间门，刚转身的刹那，四面八方法力涌动而起。

火焰、重力、水行数种规则气息的法力笼罩了下来，气浪滚滚席卷而出，拍打在了空间门上。

“噗！”

可汹涌的攻击之下，将空间门盖过，根本没有阻挡到封弥的厉害。

“又让他跑了，星宿宫的空间门怎么落到了他的手中。”

有修士认出了空间门，毕竟上面星光点点，太容易辨认了。

秽光之地这里空间是破碎不堪，也没有星光可以作为标记。

但架不住掌控空间门的仙罗后裔修士，根本不需要辨认方向，只需要遁出他们围剿的距离就行了。

“该死的，此修当真是不怕死吗！”

连续有合道修士陨落，使得秽光之地的合道修士们神情也紧绷起来。

仙罗后裔的战力太强大了，普通道基根本在其手中都走不过几招。

关键此修还参悟了空间规则，又有空间灵宝在手，这片破碎之地简直就是他的主场。

“追，磁光笼罩，空间薄弱，此修跑不了多远！”

“他一个还处于炼虚境的仙罗，再强能坚持多久？”

……

数万里外，银光闪烁，封弥从中遁出。

靠着空间门遁走确实是迅速，可此门在秽光之地也不是万能的，受到磁光的影响，远遁的距离和目的地无法掌控。

冲出空间门后，神念快速的扫过四周，接着封弥就感应到了千里之外一道青光流光闪过。

同一时间，双方都发现了对方。

并且，更远的方向还有其他修士的身影，散发的气息若一轮炽盛大日。

“十二楼！”

“仙罗后裔！”

破碎的空间中，刹那间神念波动激荡而起。

封弥没有丝毫犹豫，转头拉出空间门就走。

“哪里走！”

浩瀚若大日一般的气息内，生出了一头三足火鸟的虚影，随着火鸟虚影的崩塌，露出了一位身穿金袍的中年修士。

抬手之间，炽盛的金光当空化为一只利爪，隔着长空就印在了空间之门的上空。

“呲啦！”

炽盛的灼热气息将破碎的空间直接融化，空间门的虚影也在快速的融化。

可重迭空间内每一重空间壁障上，都有一道空间门的身影，灼热生出的刹那间，空间门已经快速的遁走。

“呼呼！”

十万里外，一片磁光中封弥撞了出来，屁股后面炽盛的金焰笼罩，烧的他嗷嗷乱叫，不断拍打着屁股。

他妈的，金乌至阳之火太狠了，直接追着空间门给烧出来，差点给他屁股烧秃。

“尊火仙宗，烧屁之仇我记住你。”

之前干掉了人家尊火仙宗的火雀，现在人家下来一个更厉害的。

丹田内，快速的化开几枚补气灵丹，滂沱的药力快速的将经脉充满，封弥朝着远方遁去。

连续干掉了七尊合道后，围剿他的修士们也学乖了，各宗自己人够的话就一起行动，单独的修士也开始联合起来。

不过这些修士联合起来，封弥也不是没有办法，之前改造的四座狡兔之窟可以用上了。

不对，还剩下三个，被乌龟壳冲击的那一个不能用了。

感应着了一下位置后，封弥快速的朝着远方遁去。

狡兔四窟。

这里的空间内磁光交织，两道黑白交织的流光悬挂着高空，下方是一片片破碎空间组成的混乱地带，在这些破碎的地方可以看到一道道灵禁交织。

进入洞窟之后，封弥先把自己的空间门准备妥当，接着盘坐在门口炼化体内的药力。

没过多久，洞窟之外耀眼夺目的金色火焰再次涌来，所过之处将虚空直接烧成了一片虚无，什么磁光什么破碎空间，统统都灭掉。

十二楼修士的手段比道基强横太多，哪怕封弥借助空间门远遁，还是无法避开他们的追踪。

正当金雀调动火焰要灼烧眼前区域的时候，远方一道金色剑光袭来，将沿途的空间碎片同样搅碎成了虚无。

“金阳！”

金雀看到横空的金色剑芒，当即就认出来来者是谁。

同为五行仙宗的金阳剑宗宗主，虽说金阳这家伙还是道基，可手中那柄传承剑器太过厉害，沾染过十二楼境修士的血。

“金雀道兄来的真快。”

金阳落下之后，他的追踪秘法定位，就是前方被一片磁光和符文笼罩的区域。

“废话少说，各凭本事！”

……

“该死，运气真差。”

狡兔四窟内，感受着外面两道气息，封弥脸色有些不好看起来。

一道气息炽盛如汪洋，好似要焚尽天下。

一道锋芒无比，要刺穿漫天灵禁。

道基没有引来，先把十二楼引来了。

没有丝毫犹豫，他起身就走，临走之前双手发出一道法诀，一团九彩法力如云团高高飘起。

银色光门闪烁的同一时间，九彩法力云团摇摇晃晃的飘落下去，刚好触在了一片银光灼灼的先天灵禁上。

“轰隆隆！”

刹那间，这片区域内翻江倒海，地涌如龙，一道道先天灵禁冲霄而起，磁光如闪电横击四方。

狡兔之窟外，正在出手的金阳和金雀两人，顿时察觉到了不对。

“护体！”

From the surging golden ocean, a golden three-legged crow emerged, spread its flaming wings and enveloped the golden sparrow.

At the same time, the sword on the Jinyang Sect Leader's body was like a swimming dragon, releasing billions of sword lights that slashed forward.

“Boom!”

In the overlapping space that looked only two thousand miles in size from the outside, billions of spiritual bans exploded at the same time, and the energy they created rushed in all directions and collided with the flaming sword light.

The dazzling energy shot up into the sky, and the area within hundreds of thousands of miles could see a burst of flames.

More than 100,000 miles away, Feng Mi staggered as soon as he rushed out due to the turbulent space, and continued to flee without hesitation.

Twelve received the same treatment from him.

Three thousand miles ahead, two figures were guarding against each other and moving forward together.

When he saw Feng Mi, he was surprised at first, then excited.

"Descendants of Xianluo!"

Seeing this, Feng Mi grinned, slapped out with one palm, and his figure followed like a shadow, covering the two of them under the attack.

However, the attack of the third level of the soul path only landed on one of the demons, whose soul power was weaker than that of other tribes.

Sure enough, the monster covered with demon scales let out a scream immediately. Before he could react, Feng Mi had already arrived in front of him and reached in like a ghost.

Then, without caring about the other cultivator, he took the demon cultivator and fled away.

The eighth Daoji.

“Buzz!”

At the same time, starlight suddenly spread all around, and the space that was originally surging around was also confined.

Within the starlight, a hazy shadow slowly gathered.

"You are a young man to be feared. You are indeed a descendant of Xianluo. Your journey ends here!"

Feng Mi, who was escaping far away, immediately felt the confinement of space. When his body tried to move into the space, it was as if he collided with iron or stone, making a crackling sound.

Then I saw a figure with starlight gathered in the air behind me, and a hand stretched out.

This palm was covered with star patterns, and runes were hanging and clanging, falling at an incredible speed.

Feng Mi crushed the demon's spiritual power in his hand with one hand, reached back with his other hand, and then moved sideways.

A puppet emitting a bloody smell rushed towards the falling hand.

Boom! The violent energy exploded, and the falling hand was immediately lifted up high by the energy. The void that was imprisoned on all sides broke apart, and Feng Mi went in headfirst.

"town!"

A majestic voice rang out, and the big hand that had just been rushed up and shattered gathered together again and grabbed towards the direction where Feng Mi was escaping.

The huge hand rumbled into the depths of the broken space, completely shattering the already broken space into nothingness.

The monk who made the move turned into a middle-aged monk with an extremely dignified face, and quickly turned into a stream of light to chase after him.

The descendants of Xianluo have been severely damaged. It would be too tragic if they were taken advantage of by others at this time.

…

“Puff!”

Feng Mi, who was using the space escape speed, was immediately swept up by the terrifying energy. The flesh on his back burst, revealing a small bellyband decorated with flowers, which trapped the blood.

Then, he integrated the blood into the rules and sped up his escape. By the time he escaped from the area, he was covered in blood.

"puff!"

"puff!"

The blood in his body was surging, and magic power was constantly flowing out of his body. It was true that Xianluo's magic power was powerful, but the gap to the twelfth level was too big.

Feeling the turmoil in his body, Feng Mi crushed more than twenty Qi-replenishing elixirs at once. The medicinal power began to wash over his body, forcefully suppressing the injuries in his body.

“The twelfth floor is amazing!”

All of Feng Mi's methods were repeatedly defeated by the Twelfth Floor, which made him very uncomfortable.

The Daoji monks have already killed eight of them. It looks like it won't be easy to kill more of them.

Most of the memories of these eight Taoist monks have been extracted. Based on the memory information of the eight people, we can almost figure out the situation in Haotian Realm. It is time to consider a way out.

The goal of all the cultivators now has become to capture the descendants of Xianluo.

If you want to end this hunting activity, you either have to be caught by one party, or destroy yourself so that no one can get it, or sneak away quietly.

While thinking, Feng Mi quickly fled in the direction of the cunning rabbit's burrow.

In the direction of the first cave, the clone of Yan Yan had been waiting outside for a long time.

One of the escape routes is to get into the body of Yan Yan and leave using the identity of the Qingshen clan.

However, this approach might not work. He had already seen the methods used on the twelfth floor. They were many times more powerful than Dao Ji in tracking, and it was not certain that they could be hidden on Yan Yan's body.

Despite this, Feng Mi still went towards the burrow of the cunning rabbit.

“Buzz!”

The silver light is blazing, and in the broken overlapping space, there are many phantoms.

Suddenly, there was a flash of silver light, and Feng Mi jumped out from the silver light. He felt a chill all over his body, and he raised his head and looked around.

"Someone is plotting against him!"

"ah!"

In an instant, he felt as if countless ants were drilling into his body, gnawing at his bones and marrow, and boundless pain spread throughout his body.

Under the pain, his magic power began to dissipate, and his body couldn't help but roll in the broken space.

…

"Ah, who is so shameless."

In the Zhongjuntian realm, Shen Lian himself was also affected. There were many secret techniques in the immortal world, not to mention the lowly ones.

Shen Lian's spiritual figure was shrouded in purple light, holding the Hunyuan Jade Disc on his head.

At this moment, colorful light rose from the jade disc, and the mist intertwined to outline the phantom of a chessboard.

At every intersection of the chessboard, there is a figure with an aura at the level of refining emptiness standing quietly, complimenting the colorful intersection in the middle area.

“Buzz!”

At this moment, the colorful circulating energy turned into a vortex. Three hundred and sixty figures in all directions swayed violently. Streams of vitality and magic power were forcefully extracted and quickly integrated into the five elements cycle.

"I'll give it to the town!"

After being blessed by the talisman array, Shen Lian regained control of Feng Mi's clone.

…

Feng Mi, who had been rolling around in the broken space, suddenly rushed up at this moment. All his magic power returned to his meridians and dantian, and he fled into the distance with a distorted face.

The pain in the body did not dissipate, but it was temporarily suppressed.

But he didn't get far before thunder exploded overhead.

"Come back!"

Then I saw a dazzling fire in the thunder, like a spark falling from the sky.

"Who is this again!"

The sparks derived from the void floated above his head and did not fall down. Instead, they followed Feng Mi and fled far away.

Only when you want to use magic power to shatter it can you confirm that this star is just an illusion.

This is positioned.

Feng Mi sighed and ignored the sparks above his head.

This situation had been anticipated. If these Haotian Realm cultivators couldn't even control a mere Lianxu realm cultivator like him, why would he need to go through so much trouble?

With this positioning, even if it is hidden in the body of Yanyan, it will be sensed.

In that case, we can only try a different tactic.

He rushed towards the Cunning Rabbit Cave No. 1 without any concealment.

This place has the most remaining innate spiritual restrictions. The outer area is over ten thousand miles, and the internal overlapping space area is hundreds and thousands times larger than the outside. There are countless magnetic lights and spiritual restrictions covering the sky. He has already arranged a seventh-level formation.

If you want to catch him, it’s impossible. At worst, I’ll die in front of you.

Rushed all the way into the area of ​​​​Cunning Rabbit Cave No. 1.

Dozens of breaths after Feng Mi rushed in, a green light came from far away and also rushed in.

However, after rushing in a thousand miles, the space in front of him was disrupted beyond recognition.

The green light stopped, revealing the appearance of Yan Yan. He waved his hand to grab a piece of space in front of him and crushed it into nothingness with hatred.

Taking advantage of the situation, he collected several magical storage treasures.

Then, he took out a jade communication talisman.

"Lord Sheyi, I found the descendants of Xianluo!"

(End of this chapter)