God Xiao Sha Xian

In the early autumn, the air is already a little bit cooler. Counting from the lush forests in the west to the east, there are forests, official roads, reeds, and the wide and surging river...

On the other side of the river is the scorched wheat field, and the golden tassels are like a huge golden carpet. With the autumn wind blowing from the west, one wave after another falls towards the east, which contrasts with the blue waves and complements each other perfectly. ...Looking eastward along the golden wheat, the shadow of a Cangshan mountain loomed in the morning mist, only a few miles away from the wheat field at the edge of the river...

The warm sunlight above the head is shining lightly, making the golden color of the wheat field more and more brilliant. This is the noon of early autumn, and the coolness is rarely weakened, giving people a comfortable and warm feeling. 26nbsp;

However, no matter how warm the sun is, it can't resist the chill in my heart that has lasted for nearly three months.In a wheat field as tall as a person, a pair of eyes full of bloodshot eyes stared straight at the western sky with vigilance, like the eyes of fire wolves on the outskirts of the wilderness, with indescribable chill in their coldness...

After escaping from Xiaonanling, he crossed more than a dozen huge mountains and nearly seven or eight dense forests along the way. Chase Lu was like a can of honey that could run, leading nearly a hundred swarms of bees showing their needles behind him. escaped for three months.

For three months, Lu Chen didn't even have the chance to close his eyes. He still couldn't figure out why the group of "bees" behind him had such a strong and keen sense of smell, they would follow them no matter where they fled.

Go up the mountain, go down the river, or hide in a cave for ten days, and when you come out, you don't run very far, and a swarm of flying swords will always appear in front of you in a very short time.The murderous faces on the flying sword seemed to owe them a hundred and eighty pennies and insisted on getting it back.

"Damn, what the hell." Lu Chen was dormant in the wheat field, with one ear pressed to the ground with his body slightly sideways, and his slanted eyes were vigilantly looking at the clear sky inside and outside the clouds. The spiritual consciousness spread out, carefully observing the movements within a few miles around.

Holding your breath like this made it possible that within a few miles around, even if an earthworm crawled lazily, it would be carefully caught by Lu Chen.

After waiting for a long time to listen to the wind and identify the position, as expected, several sounds of breaking wind approached from the west and south sides at the same time.

Lu Chen didn't move, he was as quiet as a dead body, not daring to release any breath.But in his heart, he has been silently counting...

"One, two... a total of six, two of which are in the early stage of foundation establishment."

Thinking in his mind, Lu Chen also found out the cultivation base of the disciples of Guiyuanzong he had found.For three months, Chase Lu has been careful and vigilant, and endured several shots when he had the opportunity, but right now he really can't help it.

"Damn, if you want to die, Daoist will grant your wish..."

Crouching quietly, Lu Chen's spirit suddenly became tense, and the ground that was pressed by half of his arms sank a little unconsciously.

The six flying swords above the head have slowly gathered in one place, and the figures on the flying swords are also sweeping the wheat field below carefully, not letting go of an inch.

Lu Chen's consciousness was wide open, and he was sure that there would be no help within a ten-mile radius, so he secretly brewed a lightning-like killing.He had already calculated that this process must be fast.Killing, capturing, and forcing the other party to tell the reason why they were able to find their traces, and then silence them, and finally fled to the remote mountains.Done in one go, there can be no mistakes or omissions.

The distance keeps getting closer, and several flying swords are about to come in front of him. Lu Chen's heart is ruthless, and his whole body is like a big bow drawn to the full moon, ejected from the wheat field, a purple-black lightning Mang was the first to throw it out...

"whoosh 7e"

The last owner of the low-grade magic weapon, the purple electric cone, was Zeng Li who died tragically under his hands. The purple electric cone has never been used in the fairy society, and it was because he failed to find a suitable opportunity.As a magic weapon of hidden weapons, the Purple Lightning Cone definitely possesses unpredictable lethality.The purple light cone flashed, and the first target was a middle-aged monk with an early foundation establishment...

"Puff 7e"

Without any deviation, the purple electric cone flew out from the feet of several monks, pierced the monk's jaw with incomparable accuracy, and brought out a cloud of blood mist from the skull.A monk in the early stage of foundation establishment was like an ant in Lu Chen's eyes. He killed as much as he wanted, and he was killed in an instant, leaving the other party without a chance to shout.

The sudden change shocked the remaining five Gui Yuanzong monks.It was at this time that two figures stood up from the wheat field, one in front of the other, one behind the other, one up and one down.

Black and white, extremely obvious color difference...

More than half a year has passed, and until now, the remaining five Gui Yuanzong monks have just remembered that they and others have almost forgotten Zeng Shuo's entrustment before bringing them here.

"Yuhu, you're not alone..."

Black and white double evil...

"Jin Xiu, work..."

A low voice, like the mooing of an old cow, came out strangely. Several monks were about to recite the formula and light the sound transmission charm, but they were suddenly covered by two figures, one white and one black.

The fierce eyes reappear...

There was a ray of black light flashing out of the eyes that were once gushing with tongues of fire, and the pitch-black brightness was just a flash of star spots. The five of them felt that their consciousness was cut off by a strange force, causing their actions to stop for a moment.

Just taking a breath can make Chase Lu do enough things.From the time the pale sword light and the golden sword light appeared to when they were swung out, they didn't bring them back to their senses at all.The four good heads were rushed to the sky by a jet of blood.

The brilliance of the sun shining from the top of the head, shining on the blood spring, presents a chilling and strange color.

Killing five people in a row in an instant, Lu Chen's methods were extremely decisive.The monk who was not killed seemed to feel that his heart was twisted together, and his hands and feet were twitching non-stop.

"Slap 7e"

The black light and white shadow in the astonishment, except for the low murmur, there was no sound at all.When a crisp sound came to his ears, the monk realized that his throat had been firmly pinched by a big blue light hand, and his body sank rapidly following the white shadow that appeared for a moment.

"Puff 7e"

Back in the wheat field, Lu Chen's expression was tense. First, he ordered Jin Xiu to be vigilant, and then he surrounded the monk's face with fierce eyes.

"Be honest, I will ask you to answer, there is a half lie, die..."

The cultivator was obviously stunned. Although he had seen Lu Chen show off his supernatural power in the Xiaonanling Mountain Road before, he still didn't believe that someone could kill someone as capable as himself in such a short period of time. The tenth level of Qi is even more powerful monk.This kind of decisive method of killing is not inferior to any master in the late stage of foundation establishment...

Lu Chen's eyes were extremely cold and stern, and he looked directly at the monk like a god of death. The monk didn't dare to move rashly, so he blinked quickly.

Lu Chen lightly opened the right hand that was pressing on his throat, allowing him to take a breath, and asked, "Tell me the truth, how did you find me?"

While speaking, Lu Chen deliberately added strength to his hands, making the monk feel that his throat would be cut off in the next moment.

The cultivator quickly showed a look of fear, and said falteringly: "No, I don't know... Brother Cheng Shou is in charge of guiding the way...I...we don't know."

"I don't know?" Lu Chen was somewhat disappointed.

At this moment, the old man Qijing's voice suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Don't believe him, he is lying..."

When the voice came, Lu Chen's eyes turned cold, and he squeezed the monk's neck very tightly, and said angrily: "Boy, if you dare to pretend to be garlic for the Taoist, believe it or not, I will throw you into the river to feed the fish right now."

"I, I really don't know..." The monk's eyes flashed treacherously, but he still didn't tell the truth.

"Someone is here, we don't have time, search for the soul quickly..." the old man Qijing urged.

Searching for the soul is the only immortal method that Lu Chen has taught Lu Chen in the past three months, except for suppressing the evil fire.

It is said to be the method of the immortal family, but in fact the secret of searching for the soul is derived from the magic way, and it is also one of the relatively common but extremely practical methods of the demon sect.

The magic skill of soul search can forcibly break through the blockade of a cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness, and learn about the other party's memory and everything he knows.The end of the soul searched is quite miserable, not only the three souls and seven souls are lost, but also unable to return to the earth's energy and be reincarnated.

Old Man Qijing's spiritual consciousness was many times stronger than his own. Hearing his reminder, a murderous look appeared on Lu Chen's face.Without stopping for a moment, Lu Chen directly used the soul-searching technique.

Forcibly breaking through the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, all the monk's memories belonged to Lu Chen.The monk's memory played back in his mind, and after a while, Lu Chen's face turned ashen.

"Shadow Chaser?"

Lu Chen frowned, and hastily took off his robe, crouched in the wheat field and searched carefully ㊣(7), and suddenly found a golden powdery mark on the back of his robe .

Lu Chen's face suddenly changed, recalling that when he escaped from Xiaonanling, Zeng Shuo shot out that golden light with anger and anger.At first, Chase Lu thought that the other party had shot in a hurry and hit an inconspicuous hidden weapon.Now it seems that Zeng Shuo had expected it. In order to prevent himself from escaping, he had already left clues on himself that could provide him with hunting.This shadow chasing talisman can actually tightly lock on Lu Chen's breath, and can determine the radius of fifty miles of the person who hit the talisman.

"Shadow chasing talisman? Daoist, what are you going to chase this time?" Throwing the Taoist robe into the river angrily, Lu Chen touched his nose, and before leaving, he took off the waist card of Guiyuanzong disciple on the monk and put it away. Then quietly moved towards the direction of the distant town.

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After a while, dozens of figures appeared in the sky, and the leader was Zeng Shuo with a murderous look on his face.

When they came to the river bank, everyone saw a few bloody corpses, and then looked at the monk whose eyes had lost their brilliance and was lifeless, Zeng Shuo couldn't help roaring furiously.

The whistling sound carried an extremely powerful sound wave mana, and it directly blasted the corpse of the soul-searched cultivator into debris.

"Look, there is no chasing shadow, but also find Yuhu for me...find..."

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