Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

The three elders of Feiyu Pavilion are all people who practice the Dao of Wind. Or, because of the geographical location of Feiyu Pavilion, the entire Feiyu Pavilion only practices the wind and thunder.

The speed of wind and thunder is the highest in this world, which is the foundation of Feiyu Pavilion.

It's just a pity that Chen Huan is also very proficient in the Dao of Wind.

He fled all the way to Dongliu City with the three elders and fell into the ground.

When he came out, he was already the elder of the Demon Mansion, Hou Jie.

He walked into Dongliu City in hiding.

"The person is gone."

The three of them suddenly stopped, and the leader Feng Wen sniffed and said

"The smell in the wind suddenly stopped here, it seems that there is a way to hide"

"How could this person be so fast? Even with all my strength, I couldn't catch up."

Feng Yu raised another question.

"If they can force Old Zhou to self-destruct, even if he is only in the Nascent Soul stage, he must be extraordinary, so be careful."

The third person Feng Yan frowned.

Feng Wen lowered his head and looked down at the bustling Dongliu City.

"It seems that the incense in the human world has disturbed the breath in the wind."

Feng Yu sneered and said:

"Such a big city appeared here. It seems that this group of casual cultivators has produced a remarkable figure."

He stepped forward and entered Dongliu City first.

The three people's spiritual consciousness swept across the entire Dongliu City recklessly.

Outside Dongliu City, a mortal hunter with a large bow hanging diagonally on his shoulder looked up at the inner city.

In the inner ring of Dongliu, a foundation-building cultivator who was selling magic tools with a kind face suddenly froze.

At Xu San's courtyard, the guard on duty glanced at the sky and put the spear in his hand on his shoulder.

All the strangers who should not have any intersection began to have a common focus with a roar at Xu San's courtyard.

"Who dares to release his divine sense in Dongliu City?"

This was Zhang Shun's voice.

Then he soared into the sky directly from Xu San's courtyard, looking around angrily.

Just as he stood firm, three whirlwinds surrounded him.

Three figures slowly appeared in the wind, standing in a triangle and surrounding Zhang Shun in the center.

Zhang Shun swallowed his saliva involuntarily, wearing white clothes with silver embroidery and colorful feathers on his shoulders. He was a cultivator of the Feiyu Pavilion.

A trace of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he quickly bowed his hands, bowed three times in three directions, and laughed:

"Hello, gentlemen. I am sorry for not welcoming you to my cold land."

Seeing Zhang Shun's flattering smile, Feng Yan said indifferently:

"Let me ask you, has there ever been a Nascent Soul cultivator at the peak of the Water Dao Rhythm in this city?"

He glanced at the triangular position. Anyone who dared to say anything false would definitely die on the spot.

"My Lords, I have been in this inner city and have not found any other Nascent Soul cultivators barging in at will."

Feng Yu's consciousness was still scanning the entire Dongliu City, and when he heard this, he spoke:

"A Nascent Soul cultivator who can force Old Zhou to self-destruct, what do you expect this half-baked casual cultivator to find out?"

Then he said indifferently to the city below:

""Let's overturn it."

Zhang Shun's face turned pale.

This was definitely a two-way dead end.

If he stopped Fengyu Pavilion from overturning the city, he would die. If he failed to defend Dongliu, he would also die.

Just when he had no way out, a deep voice sounded from the highest building in the city.

"As a decent sect, can Fengyu Pavilion massacre monks at will?"

"Why not go to Southern Xinjiang? At least the six sects will not live in the right way and do evil things."

The three gods of Feiyu Pavilion turned their heads at the same time and looked at the tower.

They saw Xu San, who was wearing a purple robe and had a neat bun, standing on the top of the tower.

Three divine senses swept over him almost at the same time, and then his cheeks twitched slightly.

"A mortal, ridiculous."

But at this time Xu San continued:

"Although I am a mortal, I am the lord of this city."

""Is it too inhumane for the three seniors to destroy an entire city just to find one person?"

After saying this, the three gods did not look at Xu San but stared at Zhang Shun at the same time.

Zhang Shun's face froze, but he nodded slightly.

"Kill the Yuanying of the God, control the mortals of the God"

"This new city in the corner area is really interesting."

Feng Yu appeared in front of Xu San almost immediately after he finished speaking.

Xu San's face was filled with fear, and he said anxiously in his stomach:

"You dare to kill me! My Lord is the Revivalist of Loulan! You will die a miserable death."

Feng Yu was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Then his eyes focused.

The hand he raised to kill Xu San instantly turned into a claw and grabbed Xu San's head.

The arm was surrounded by a faint light of the soul.

This is the soul-searching technique.

Almost at the moment when Xu San was about to be caught,

Feng Wen and Feng Yan behind him shouted at the same time:

"Get out of the way!"

Feng Yan suddenly turned around.

A long arrow made of red paper shot out directly from a teahouse below.

The three people in Feiyu Pavilion above were shocked at the same time. Feng Yu, who was closest to Xu San, quickly dodged.

But the paper suddenly exploded when it was close to it, and the sky was full of red paper scraps, like a salute at a wedding.

Those paper scraps appeared very quickly. They quickly scattered around Feng Yu. The wind and thunder were extremely fast, faster than the secret method of the wind.

There must be some tricks.

Sure enough, this arrow was really like a salute, without any power.

Feng Yu got out in an instant.

But his shoulder was stuck with festive red paper.

Those red papers quickly changed and gathered like ink. Then it quickly dispersed.

It turned into circles of different sizes on Feng Yu's chest.

The center of the circle was a target.

Feng Yu's face changed.

Then he saw blood-red arrows like a rainstorm, overwhelming the sky.

He almost instantly turned into countless streams of light in the air and kept turning back.

But all this seemed to be in vain.

The target was the destination of those blood-red arrows.

All the arrows gathered and aimed at Feng Yu's chest.

Without any resistance, Feng Yu was directly shot to pieces by these endless arrows.

A soul quickly drilled out and returned to Feng Yan and Feng Wen.

The soul had an extremely ugly face, and a large number of flying feathers appeared around the other two at the same time.

""Hongxi Bow, Tieqiu."

The three of them stood together. Feng Yu's body was destroyed, and his strength was greatly reduced.

Tieqiu was in the middle stage of the Spiritualization.

Feng Wen calmed down slightly, and then looked at the teahouse:

""Yaofumen, what does this mean?"

Tieqiu walked out of the teahouse, raised his head and said with a smile:

"Shouldn't I ask you?"

"I'm still drinking tea."

Feng Wen didn't take his words seriously, but turned back to look at Xu San on the high building.

It was when Feng Yu wanted to search his soul that Tie Qiu took action.

"It seems that what he just said is true."

"A person who is enough to attract the attention of the demon family has emerged from the Loulan Stone."

Tie Qiu frowned.

Because a divine consciousness voice appeared in his ears.

It was Hou Jie's

"These three must die! Otherwise, you will all be transformed into paper monsters."

Chen Huan's voice almost roared in Tieqiu's mind:

"Kill, must kill, seven-year-old adult must die, no major sect cultivator can touch Dongliu"

"If this matter is reported back, the four of us will definitely not have a good ending!"

Tie Qiu thought about it again and again. Although this matter was strange, the situation had already been determined. There was really no turning back.

If these three people were allowed to bring the news back to Feiyu Pavilion, the master's plan would be shattered in an instant.

He sucked his teeth, clenched the bow in his hand suddenly, and shouted sternly:

""Do it!"

Almost as soon as these words came out, two talismans flashed out from a shop under the feet of the three people from Fengyu Pavilion.

Countless black beetles flew out from the talismans, and those beetles flew into the air and burst.

They turned into a large amount of sticky juice and wrapped up from below.

Just when the three people from Feiyu Pavilion were surprised why there was still a spirit transformation.

The wind's rhyme exploded to the extreme and flew upwards.

Above the sky, a long spear carrying a thunderbolt blood-colored lightning pierced straight down.

It actually pressed the three people back alive, and with a gurgle, they fell directly into the beetle mucus.

In an instant, the whole body was directly stuck.

This kind of stickiness seems that the mucus has merged with you.

Even the Yuanshen is stuck and wrapped.

"I'll send you off."

Tieqiu drew his bow at the full moon, and three"囍" characters folded and turned into three arrows in the blink of an eye.

When he let go, there was no whistling wind, but the sound of suona could be heard.

He accurately shot at the eyebrows of the three people.

The arrows entered, and the light around them turned black.

The three people's souls instantly went out like candles in the bridal chamber.