Seeking immortality.

Chapter 226 Doubtful
"Demon repairer!"

"Not a demon race?"

The expressions of the three were full of surprise.

How is this possible?
You must know that the cave of Tianjue Sanren is hidden in the depths of the demon cultivator forest. Along the way, they have only clashed with those stupid and fierce demon generals. How can there be other monks here?
This was inconsistent with the original information, and it was beyond the expectations of the three of them.

"Brother, what should we do?"

The other two monks turned their heads.

They were all in the middle stage of foundation establishment, so among the three, Fan Xiao had to make up his mind.

"It goes without saying, of course it is to take down this guy!"

A ruthless look flashed across Fan Xiao's face. The order he received was to eliminate all competitors in the secret realm.

Although everyone thinks it refers to the monster race, but since other immortal cultivators have appeared, it is naturally impossible to avoid the common customs. They Baiqiaoyuan is determined to get the treasure of the Jue Sanren that day. Except for the disciples of this sect, other guys, whether they are humans or monsters, All are enemies, shoot to kill.

"Yes, brother."

The other two monks also readily agreed.

None of them showed the slightest hesitation on their faces, they lay in ambush quietly, waiting for the enemy to step into the trap, and then they could launch a sneak attack.

Fan Xiao was surprised, and even a little bit of excitement flashed in his eyes. Reporting this accident to his uncle might be another great achievement.

My luck is really good.

After waiting for more than ten breaths like this, the black rainbow had come to a distance of more than a hundred zhang in front of him, but it was slowed down and stopped.

Fan Xiao froze, the other party had come to the edge of the formation, but he was still unwilling to step in. Could it be that he saw through the ambush of the three of him?

What he expected was right. Although Qin Yan had never learned the art of formations, his spiritual sense was far superior to that of monks of the same level, and he could also combine it with the five senses of a demon general. The breadth and precision of his search It's even more impressive.

The opponent's formation is not an exquisite formation, and the Yaozu may fall into his ambush, but if they want to deal with Qin Yan, they seem to be playing tricks.

"There's no need to hide, three fight one and you have to borrow the technique of formation. Could it be that the monks of Baiqiaoyuan are all so timid as a mouse?" Qin Yan used the technique of provoking generals.

"No, it was discovered."

"Brother, what should I do?"

In a hurry, the two monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment were a little panicked, Fan Xiao's face was also full of surprise, and he faintly felt that this guy was not as easy to deal with as he imagined.

But when things come to an end, it is impossible to back down, and there is only one demon cultivator in the foundation stage on the left and right, and three of them will fight one. Is it possible that they are still afraid of him?
Even if you don't borrow the formation, you must take this guy down.

After making a decision, a stern look flashed across his face, and he shouted, "Do it!"

Before he finished speaking, he himself took the lead and rushed out from his hiding place, while the other two monks from Baiqiaoyuan followed closely behind.

The three of them are of one heart and one mind.

Qin Yan flicked his sleeve robe, and the devilish energy around him immediately dissipated.

"Hey, you are..."

Fan Xiao had already sacrificed the treasure, but when he saw Qin Yan's face clearly, he was stunned for a moment, it was very familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he had seen this person before.

"You, you are the young master of Moyun Sect."

"Impossible, aren't you dead?"

When he was still frowning and thinking, there was an exclamation from behind.

Fan Xiao suddenly remembered, with a strange look of shock on his face, staring at Qin Yan, the figure and appearance of the other party were indeed exactly the same as the portraits he had seen before.

The magic energy in his body is also extremely pure!

But he was still full of doubts. After all, there are countless miraculous skills in the world of immortal cultivation, and disguise and illusion are really nothing. As we all know, the young master Moyun has fallen, and the Moyun Sect used this as an excuse to attack Luoyun Mountain.

Although the seniors in the sect believed that these demon monks had planned this for a long time, the fall of the young master only provided them with a perfect excuse.

But no matter what, the young master of our sect is dead or alive, so we can't use it to talk nonsense, otherwise, once the lies are exposed, wouldn't the Moyun sect become the laughing stock of the entire world of cultivating immortals?
That's why Fan Xiao looked suspicious.

But that doesn't mean there's really no such possibility.

For example, the other party has a major conspiracy in doing so!
Thinking about it this way, I have a guess. Could it be that the young master of the Moyun Sect is using feigned death to deceive people, so it seems reasonable for him to come to the cave of Tianjue Sanren.

Thinking of this, he was suspicious and vigilant at the same time, with an extremely unkind expression on his face, and tried: "Are you really the young master of Moyun Sect?"

"Hmph, what is there to say to a dying person, who dares to lie in ambush with me, you three can go to die."

Qin Yan didn't answer the other party's question. If you say too much, you will lose your words. Let them guess for themselves is the best choice.

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and flicked it towards a short monk standing behind.

A ray of black light flew out of the fingertips, only a little bit the size of an inch.

It looks quite similar to the sword energy released by the immortal cultivator, but it is completely different in terms of speed and power.

"what!"

The cultivator turned pale with shock, and reacted quickly. He waved his hand and sacrificed a defensive talisman, but it was completely useless. The light curtain formed by the talisman was like paper, and it was easily pierced through, followed by his head. , A hole the size of a finger appeared in the middle of his forehead, and blood spattered out.

There was still an expression of disbelief on his face, but he fell to the ground with a "slap".

"Junior Brother Zhang!"

The whole process was ups and downs, and by the time Fan Xiao realized it, his companion had already returned to the underworld.

"Devil Cloud Thorn!"

Fan Xiao's face was extremely ugly, he was at the late stage of Foundation Establishment anyway, although he was hindered by a bottleneck, he was naturally considered an elite disciple of Baiqiao Academy.

How could he be ignorant of the supernatural power in front of him?
That is a signature skill that can only be cultivated by the direct descendants of the Moyun Sect. There may be some doubts about whether this guy is the young master of the Moyun Sect, but he can be sure that the other party is definitely a direct disciple of the Moyun Sect.

"hateful!"

The hunter became the prey. Originally, they planned to bully the few with the more, and the three of them beat one to take down the guy in front of them. They didn't expect that before they made a formal move, a fellow sect fell in front of their eyes.

Naturally, Fan Xiao would not let it go, and immediately sacrificed his treasure, and fiercely stabbed at Qin Yan's head. Another monk from Baiqiaoyuan also attacked. Although he was a little nervous, they still had the upper hand in numbers. It should be possible to take down this guy and avenge Junior Brother Zhang.

"Good come."

Naturally, Qin Yan would not be afraid. The other party's move was exactly what he wanted, and when he clenched his hands, a surge of demonic energy immediately rolled out, wrapping his body, and Qin Yan rushed over with a wild laugh.

His moves are open and closed, in order to act like a play, no matter the tone or the action, they all show the arrogance of the magic cultivator. Although he also feels that it is very stupid to laugh wildly while fighting, but in order to make the other party believe that he is the magic cloud. Young master Zong, this play has to go on like this!
(End of this chapter)