Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

National Teacher's Office.

Inside the deep house, Xiao Yuan seldom panicked at this moment.

He already knew that all the men he recruited recently had disappeared.

Those people in Kunlai must have discovered him.

He has already prepared his way back here, and what he has collected is enough for him to go to Central Continent to enjoy himself.

But he still couldn't hide the panic in his heart.

He has lived in Kun-Lai for a long time, of course he knows how huge Kun-Lai is.

If he really wanted to catch him, he would have to hide his name for many years, and he wouldn't have a chance to escape if he had a chance to show up.

"A firm will is the foundation of cultivating Taoism. It's not too late for you to regret it now?" the voice in the ring said slowly.

"It's not regret..." Xiao Yuan was silent for a while, "If you don't do something extraordinary, you won't gain much by staying in the mortal world, and it won't be able to provide for my cultivation needs. It's better to take a risk."

These days, he stole the Great Xiao's treasury. Although Old Li used magic to cover it up, it is estimated that he will soon be exposed.

Now is the time to leave.

He touched the ring on his chest to give himself confidence, then stretched out his hand and turned around the corner, the floor tiles retreated, and a secret passage with steps appeared, and he flew into it.

"Old Li, although Da Xiao is close to Central Continent, after all, it is still tens of thousands of miles away. Do you really think there is no problem?"

"Unless they don't care about choosing the dragon and the phoenix, there is no room for them to chase you. For such a big event, it is natural to stabilize the hearts of the people." Ring said slowly, "Let's follow the previous route."

Xiao Yuan nodded and stopped talking.

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When going to the National Teacher's Mansion, Kunlai Feng Qingxiu and others bumped into Ji Mingyu who also came in a hurry at the door.

Because Xiao Yuan was at the Golden Core Stage, he only let Senior Sister Tu, who had countless treasures on her body, come along, and the other senior brothers were very unhappy after being rejected.

"It's just a piece of meat, and there are so many people to share..." Senior Sister Tu certainly knows the number one lady in Kunlai, and she is very close. It was her who sent it.

All kinds of good things from the peaks of Kunlai are also given to this young lady first. If they can’t be given to the master, they can be given to the daughter of the master—everyone thinks so.

Of course, Senior Sister Tu also knows that over the years, Ji Mingyu's just being a little bit arrogant is already pretty good.

There are thousands if not ten thousand people who hold her in their palms. She can bet that there is at least one cultivator at the stage of transformation around to protect her.

"Feng Qingxiu? And Kaka?" Ji Mingyu saw her acquaintance, her expression changed from aloof to gentle, bright as a flower, she stepped forward and grabbed her paw, "Long time no see for Kaka, you are also here to catch her Xiao Yuan's?"

"Well," Senior Sister Tu and Miss Ji entered the National Teacher's Mansion arm in arm.

"How are you doing recently? I heard that you have a younger sister?"

"Don't mention it, there are more than 200 younger sisters, and the family can't accommodate—"

"If you don't know the name, call it Kaka, the sound of eating a carrot can be your father's name enough..."

"Who said it wasn't? But the boss still has to take the blame. He made a bad start and named my father Tu Fei (rabbit fat), and my father thought it should be named like that."

"Then Youjia's father is still called You Bazhuo, it's his own problem."

……

"This is my best friend." The paper figurine said in a low voice, shaking its head.

Ye Han gave Ye Han a strange look, Feng Qingxiu signaled him to come along, Ye Han who was left behind was a little unhappy for a while, but still followed Feng Qingxiu.

They quickly searched out the secret passage and followed in.

Go in and see three forks.

Feng Qingxiu grabbed the talisman butterfly, the senior sister released the snakes, and Ye Han pointed at one of them.

All three are aiming for the middle of the road.

"Trust Ye Han, his intuition is right." Ji Mingyu said that he was his magic weapon.

Ye Han showed a shy but confident expression.

So he walked over again.

The talents of Sister Tu's family are extremely fast. Ji Mingyu and Feng Qingxiu are both Jindan and they are also very fast. Ye Han can't catch up.

With Ji Mingyu and Senior Sister Tu together, Feng Qingxiu naturally gave her junior a dozen amulets.

He can't always pull him.

Ye Han followed him, chased for a while, leaned into Feng Qingxiu's ear, and asked in a low voice: "The paper figurine on your neck, can you show me?"

"No!" Feng Qingxiu flatly refused.

Ye Han was a little aggrieved and reluctant, he didn't know why he wanted to touch that talisman paper man when he first saw it, wanted to grab it, and never let go.

The talisman man also took another look at him, but he was not interested, and continued to watch them chase after the murderer.

Although the secret path was long, it ended very quickly. It was a dense forest, and it was actually the direction that the Feng Qingxiu paper figurine Master chased out from Lincheng.

"Run in the direction of Jiuxi City." Feng Qingxiu's pursuit of Xi Die and Ye Han both came to the same result.

"Let's chase."

Just took a step, Feng Qingxiu stopped.

"There seems to be something wrong."

The two senior sisters also frowned.

The high-ranking officials in Kunlai are all masters of rune pattern formations, so they are naturally well-informed. This exit itself is in a huge formation.

"This is not something that Xiao Yuan can make." Senior Sister Tu said decisively, "Someone is helping them."

"Look at the level." Ji Mingyu skillfully took out a white jade ruler with scales and pinched it with his fingers.

The light on the jade ruler flickered and stopped on the fifth scale.

"Hey, you think highly of us." Senior Sister Tu took a look, "Practicing Qi, Building Foundation, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, Transforming God, He Dao, Human Immortal...it's actually a formation at the level of Transforming God!"

They are no more than Golden Core, that is to say, even if they take a wrong step, they will directly fall here.

"Leave it to me!" Feng Qingxiu looked calm, "Our team configuration is not bad, I am Rune, Senior Sister Tu is barely the former Medicine Sect, Senior Sister Ji attacks fiercely, and Ye Han can predict bad luck... "

"I can't!" Ye Han rejected his position, "I don't know anything about divination."

"It doesn't matter, you are in front for the time being!" Ji Mingyu said decisively, "Then Xiaoqing, how about the birth gate here?"

Feng Qingxiu nodded: "Okay."

He raised his hand, and the rune paper butterflies around him turned into countless silk threads, which began to spread around.

"Daxuan ancient formation!" Feng Qingxiu quickly compared this formation with the previous case study, "The problem shouldn't be big, as Master said before, after the Daxuan formation is destroyed, there will be no further progress, there are loopholes Obviously, although Zhongzhou used the most, few of them could make up for it, and he showed me twelve ways to crack it."

"Ah, there is a new little trick to find loopholes in solving symbols?" Ji Mingyu was overjoyed, "When the time comes, Xiaoqing, you must write a few articles about your experience and put them online. I will subscribe."

"Definitely." Feng Qingxiu quickly found the loophole, but found that she didn't have the tools at hand to crack it.

Talismans are profound, and special materials are often needed to crack them, but he has not learned much, and he has not brought too advanced materials for the time being. For example, the magic circle in front of him seems huge and dangerous, but as long as there are three hundred spirit stones sold by Kunlai The fixed wave runestone, placed in a key position can cut off his continuity, not to mention turning off the formation, you can also find advanced materials for the formation, and earn a fortune.

"It's so troublesome." The paper man praised the apprentice's cleverness in his heart, and said calmly, "Take the invisible sword and stab the third center."

"The Formation Stone there is too strong, and my cultivation can't stop." Feng Qingxiu said softly, but still according to Master's request, the sword energy left her hand, and stabbed there silently and quickly.

The runestone hidden in the formation shattered silently.

"Master, this sword energy seems to be a bit sharp." Feng Qingxiu was stunned for a moment.

"Otherwise, how can we defend the apprentice." The paper figurine touched the apprentice's face, "Someone is coming up ahead, you guys are going to fight."

As the runestones shattered, they saw a person far away, in black clothes and black hair, it was Xiao Yuan, who looked at them with a trace of disgust and a trace of surprise.

"Ji Mingyu, you're here!" There was a hint of ecstasy in his voice, "As long as I get you, as long as you give birth to an heir for me, I can return to Kun-Lai and take charge of Kun-Lai—"

Ji Mingyu's expression turned cold. There are not many people who want to marry her, and those who want her usually only dare to think about it, but this is the first time someone dares to say so in front of her.

She said coldly: "Kill him!"

Ye Han strode forward, and just as he was about to strike, he saw a cold sword coming out of the void inch by inch. It was ghostly and cunning, and within a breath, it had already stuck to Xiao Yuan's neck.

His eyes widened in an instant, his body was completely stiff and unable to move, the sense of approaching death was real and terrifying, and his mind was taken away by it.

How can it be! ?He obviously has old Li protecting him!

The long sword was spinning, and it was about to cut off his head. However, it was just a little bit short, and suddenly, the long sword was caught by two slender fingertips, preventing it from advancing an inch.

Those fingers are as steady as steel, and like the person who suddenly appeared, cold and cold, with a breath like a mountain.

The long sword turned into a phantom, one flashed, and a shadow guarded behind Ji Mingyu, his facial features were only eyes, staring at the monk who suddenly appeared to protect Xiao Yuan, his eyes were extremely sinister, as if he could unleash a fatal blow at any time.

The cultivator glanced at Ye Han, and said to the four of them calmly, "Come with me."

He is a bit old, with gray hair on his head. He is just an extremely ordinary middle-aged man. His demeanor looks very gentle, but that faint aura indicates that his cultivation base is terrifyingly high.

Far from being comparable to them.

"Your elders can't come here, someone has already stopped them."

"Really?" the paper figurine asked first.

The man took another look at him, nodded and said yes, but his fingers were slightly bent, a little wary.

"Follow me to Zhongzhou as a guest, Taoist Xing will naturally pick you up." He smiled.

The paper figurine whispered to Feng Qingxiu: "Xiaoqing, stab him."

"It's already started." Feng Qingxiu said in a low voice, "His figure is too fast, he can predict it in advance when I make a move, and I won't be able to touch him."

"Forget about energy saving mode." The paper figurine said softly, "Don't control it, it will attack itself."

Feng Qingxiu didn't know what was going on for a while.

But still communicate with that finger of sword energy, let it be free for a moment.

next second.

Everything around was whining faintly.

The strong man had withdrawn thousands of feet away in an instant.

But the sword qi has already returned to Feng Qingxiu's fingertips, carrying a stream of blood that was addicted to him, while sipping it, he let out a sound of joy.

"Its full name is Hua Zi Zai Tian Demon Sword."

The paper figurine explained to the apprentice casually.

The author has something to say: Tianmo: also known as Tianzimo, Motian, and Demon King are the sixth heaven on the top of the Desire Realm---the Lord of Hehuazizai Heaven.