Gu Yue sighed lightly and said, "I thought that if I left Wei State, I could avoid the pursuit of the Ghost Sect, but I didn't expect that they would come so quickly."

Yang Feng said distractedly: "This is nothing, after all, this is the sphere of influence of the Ghost Sect."

Gu Yue nodded and said, "As long as we enter the sphere of influence of our Fire Sect as soon as possible, we should be able to get rid of the entanglement of the Ghost Sect."

Gu Yue's face suddenly stopped slightly, and she looked at Yang Feng with a weird look.

Although it only flashed, Yang Feng saw it.

Yang Feng's face remained unchanged, but he felt a little depressed.

In the battle just now, Yang Feng just activated some protective auras, but his magic power fell from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul to the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Gu Yue must have discovered the changes in his aura so she was like this. Yang Feng was too lazy to explain what he said.

...

Deep in a cave in the Ghost Sect, there is a deep secret room.

More than a dozen torches were inserted into the four walls of the room, and the flames illuminated the entire secret room.

In the center of the secret room, there was a thin old man sitting in front of a round stone table.

In front of the thin old man, there was a bronze mirror the size of a human head floating in the void, and there was a figure of a hunchbacked old man inside. This hunchbacked old man was the one who survived by chance among the two black and white evil spirits.

The thin old man asked, "So, not only did you two fail to bring me back, but you also got one in."

His voice was extremely hoarse and looked very rough.

The hunchbacked old man's body trembled obviously and he quickly replied: "Your Madam Qi, this time it was not because of the incompetence of the disciples. It was really that the man was too strong and weird. He seemed to have deliberately hidden his aura at first, and it looked no different from a mortal. But when he suddenly took action, it suddenly became the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Before I could see his movements clearly, he took away the twelve cold flame bone forks, and then..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the thin old man and said, "You have a lower cultivation level than you, but you can easily take away your magic weapon?"

"Yes...yes. Not only that, this person's body is also extremely powerful. Compared with the scented ghosts raised in the junior brother's Hundred Ghosts Picture, it is like a paper-made clay sculpture, and it turns into powder when it hits him. Even the bone-eating Yin needle was taken away by him and chewed it to pieces."

The hunchbacked old man kept trembling slightly, and his heart said with a palpitation.

When the thin old man heard this, his finger tapped his knee again, as if he was in thought.

The hunchbacked old man never dared to look up, but when he saw that the thin old man had no sound for a long time, he felt even more frightened. He couldn't help but bow to the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Master Qi, what my disciple said... everything he said is true, and there is no exaggeration or deception."

The thin old man was still speechless, and after a while, he said leisurely: "According to what you said, this person is probably an extremely rare high-level cultivator with immortality, and it is indeed not something you can deal with. Just, you don't have to worry about this."

After saying that, he didn't even look at the hunchbacked old man. He flicked his long sleeves in the void casually, and the picture on the bronze mirror darkened and disappeared.

"How about you, you are a high-level cultivator? I will also have to peel off your skin and bones to lay my soul."

The thin old man suddenly sat upright, his face showed ferociousness, and said gritting his teeth.

After a while, his eyes fell on the bronze mirror again, and a chanting sound rang out from his mouth, and he pointed at the bronze mirror with one hand.

I saw that the mirror suddenly felt like water waves were touching, rippling, and then another picture appeared.

In the picture, a sturdy middle-aged man stood hanging over a green forest. He touched his short beard with one hand and asked with a smile: "Brother Qi, since we parted last time, we have not seen each other for some days. Today, we suddenly sent me a message, but what's wrong?"

"Brother Luya, I won't be polite with you today. I really have something to ask for."

The thin old man looked solemn and said with a low voice.

Seeing that he had no joking intentions, the strong man restrained his smile and asked solemnly: "Why, what happened?"

The thin old man sighed and told him everything.

"It's really damn it, you actually dare to kill Brother Qi's descendants!"

After hearing this, the strong man named Luya snorted.

"I am in the sect now and can't get out of it for the time being. You are near the State of Wei, so I hope you can take action on my behalf and destroy this person." The thin old man said in a deep voice.

"Strength cultivation is mainly based on physical cultivation, and can easily crush ordinary cultivators, but it is extremely difficult to practice and break through bottlenecks. I'm afraid this person can practice to a higher level, so he is probably not an ordinary person?"

Luya pondered for a moment and asked this.

"According to the disciples of the sect, this person is an outer sect elder who is planning to recruit in the Fire Sect. He has not yet officially started, so I don't have to pay too much attention. As long as I kill this person for me, my Yuan Ling Pill will be regarded as a thank you."

The thin old man glanced at Luya deeply and said in a deep voice.

A hint of joy flashed in the strong man's eyes, but he quickly covered up his past and said, "Since that's the case, then my life will be collected by Brother Dai Qi."

The thin old man suddenly remembered something again and said with a gloomy face: "By the way, don't kill that girl named Yu, it's best to bring it to me alive."

Luya was slightly stunned when he heard this, then nodded silently.

Over a desert tens of thousands of miles away from the border of Wei, a white-light spiritual boat crossed the sky and galloped in a certain direction.

At this time, the sky was clear and the white clouds were like cotton and scattered. It made people feel relaxed and happy when they looked at it. It was so beautiful, but the four people on the flying boat were obviously not in the mood to appreciate it.

Yang Feng sat cross-legged at the tail of the boat, his eyes closed, and a layer of golden light flowed up and down on his skin.

Bai Liu sat next to Yang Feng, with green light lingering on his body, obviously also practicing.

Gu Yue and Yu Meng stood at the bow of the boat, and the latter looked back from time to time and looked at the tail of the boat, with a complicated expression. The former manipulated the flying boat on the side, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was in a good mood.

Two days have passed since the last attack. During this period, they rushed day and night and did not encounter any danger. As they got closer and closer to the mountain gate where the Flame Sect was, their safety naturally became higher and higher.

I don’t know how long it took, Yang Feng opened his eyes with a frown, and the golden light on his body flashed, and then he immediately stopped.

In the past two days, he tried several methods to break through the seal on the Nascent Soul, but unfortunately he still made no progress and instead consumed a lot of mana.

Although I found two pills of similar grade to Wangxi Dan from the horse-faced youth storage bag, for some reason, after taking them, they were useless to him.

It seems that my physical condition is much more complicated than expected.

He shook his head, no longer thinking about this, and glanced at Bai Liu beside him.

The aura fluctuations of this woman's body have made great progress compared to before, and there is a vague trend of breaking through the later stage of foundation building, thanks to a bottle of pills obtained from the Ma-faced Youth Storage Bag.

Yang Feng nodded secretly, without disturbing his practice, got up and walked to the side of the flying boat and looked out.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, you can reach the sect in less than half a month. At that time, the sect will arrange a good cave for fellow Taoists to recover from their injuries."

Gu Yue walked towards the end of the boat and said with a smile, and Yu Meng followed his master without saying a word.

"Then it's a good friend."

Yang Feng nodded and said.

Gu Yue was about to say something else when a faint rumbling sound suddenly came from the front.

Yang Feng and the other three looked in the sound and saw that the junction of heaven and earth in front suddenly became dark and dense. Several huge tornado columns were leading straight to the sky, sweeping around. A loud thunder-like sound came from it from time to time, and the dim sand curtain covered the sky and the sun.

Gu Yue frowned slightly, waved his hand to make a magic trick, and Lingyue's flying boat stopped.

At this time, Bai Liu also woke up from her cultivation and walked to Yang Feng with a look of surprise.

"It seems like a sandstorm, is there anything wrong?"

Yang Feng glanced at the distance and asked lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Yang doesn't know that the desert where we are is called the Yellow Sha Ancient Desert, and there will be no sandstorms easily. Once it appears, it will spread to the entire desert in the short term, and it will last for more than a month." Gu Yue said seriously.

"Oh, then crossing through it is that even though this sandstorm is not small in scale, it will have little impact on us."

Yang Feng frowned and said.

"There is no need to worry about sandstorms. But there is a kind of ancient flying ants here. They usually lurk in the underground of the ancient desert for a long time, but once a sandstorm occurs, it will come out and rag. There is naturally no threat to a single flying ants, but this insect often appears thousands and has a very fast speed. Once entangled by it, as long as it is not a magic weapon for the magic method of the magic, it will be corroded by the filthy mist sprayed out. Therefore, even if high-level cultivators encounter it, they will most likely have a headache." Gu Yue explained solemnly.

"What about taking a detour?"

When Yang Feng heard this, he asked with a moment of contemplation.

His mana is now used to reduce one point, and he doesn't want to waste it in such a place.

"I'm afraid it will take more than one month."

Gu Yue thought about it and replied.

Yang Feng touched his chin and remained silent.

Gu Yue looked at Yang Feng and didn't say anything, obviously asking him to decide what to do next.

"Master, you don't have to worry about these flying ants. Just leave them to me to deal with."

A voice suddenly sounded in Yang Feng's heart, it was Xiaotian Dog.

"Oh, are you sure to deal with it?"

Yang Feng's heart moved and asked through his mind.

"Flying ants are an ancient strange species born from the mixed power of the underground evil spirit and the resentment of the undead spirits. I didn't expect that there were them in this spiritual world. Although this ant is difficult to deal with, it is very afraid of attacks such as soul-catching demon sounds. Although I have nine out of ten magical powers, it is still no problem to deal with some flying ants."

Xiaotian Dog smiled and said.

"Okay, if you encounter that flying ant, please."

Yang Feng thought for a moment before saying.

"You and I will work together now, and I will do my best."

After Xiaotian Dog said something emotionally, his voice gradually became silent.

"The detour is too far, and it still crosses the sandstorm. If you encounter the flying ant, Yang will have his own way to deal with it."

Yang Feng turned his head with a constant expression and said to Gu Yue.
Chapter completed!