Among the four demon cultivators, there was no real demon cultivator from the Purple Mansion. They should not have been able to detect the existence of the Blue Cold Spirit Puppet. But the purple glass mirror in their hands was a powerful reconnaissance magic weapon.

If the dark purple light it emits is directed at one place, it can detect subtle fluctuations in consciousness. In addition, Gouzhu's attention was on the powerful barbarian cultivator at that time, and he did not pay attention to the Lan Hanlingling Puppet himself.

He was hiding, and then his traces were revealed.

Fortunately, the blue cold spirit puppet was enlightened immediately when it was illuminated by the light. He immediately broke off one of his tentacles without hesitation and left it in place as his substitute. The so-called survival of a broken arm, as long as it has enough blood spirit stones,

Broken tentacles can still grow back slowly.

Its true form quickly left the tent, slipped quietly under the snow and disappeared. Sure enough, after taking a breath, this hiding place was violently attacked.

The four demon cultivators used purple glass mirrors to sweep through the densely populated area of ​​Red Thorn people several times. Except for the Red Thorn people who were nervously preparing for battle, they found no other fluctuations in their consciousness.

They had no choice but to focus on the deserted mountains and ridges around them. If they couldn't find anyone, they would announce that the people from the Crane tribe who had caused the trouble had absconded, and they would havetily go back to report to Kapok.

These four demon cultivators did not restrain their spiritual consciousness at all, and even spread their spiritual consciousness unscrupulously, sweeping in all directions with Zi Lijing, the purpose of which was to form a powerful deterrent.

They are all just making a living in the Kapok Mansion and doing a certain job for a given amount of money. They are not here to work hard for a living.

If the person they are looking for escapes or cannot hide because of this, they can go back to deal with Kapok and just say that the enemy has escaped long ago.

But at this moment, a light flashed in the purple glass mirror, and they appeared again!

The purple glass mirror shines down on a nearby peak, like a tall bamboo shoot, standing proudly on a peak under the clouds. There are two demonic cultivators' spiritual consciousness flashing through the mirror like starlight.

What they didn't expect was that although they were clearly aware of the fluctuations in their spiritual consciousness that they did not conceal, the two demon cultivators on the top of the peak did not move at all. They neither ran away nor found a place nearby to hide.

Mu Mu has a persistent character, and he listens very much to the words of his two senior brothers, Gouzhu and Song Ruhai. Gouzhu asked him to stay on the top of the mountain, and naturally he would not leave even if he died. If someone wants to mess with him, then come and kill him.

one!

Mu Fei was even more disdainful. Although he was exiled as a blood purifier in his early years, he was still a treant. The treant was the strongest race in the demon world and never looked down upon other demons. Moreover,

This is already the jurisdiction of Kapok City and the Shuren's sphere of influence. Why should he care about these alien races?

The four demon cultivators couldn't help but be startled. One of them, a skinny old man with a snow-white beard, whispered: "The city lord said that there are two people from the Crane tribe, and it seems that they are all on the top of the mountain. But the wisp of Xudan spiritual consciousness we just noticed

The fluctuation is obviously different from these two people. Could it be that there are others lying in wait?"

This old man is the spirit of an old blue sheep on the snow mountain. His name is Yang Yanxue, and he is known as the "Snow Sheep Taoist."

The government's resources have to be used obediently.

For him, the two people in front of him were easy to deal with. One had four colors of virtual core, and the other had just one color of virtual core. He Xiu's strength was already average, so he didn't care about it.

However, since there is still a spirit puppet disappearing in the tent, and it is impossible to directly control it from such a distance with the strength of Xu Dan, it means that there is at least one person in the secret. For someone as cautious as him, the person in the secret is always

The most unfathomable strength.

"Fairy Mu, you don't need to take action here. The purple glass mirror belongs to you. You can go and take a closer look around the Red Thorn people. If you find anything, don't rush to take action. Send a message to us and we will take action together when the time comes."

The four-color Mu Yuexu Dan is the spirit of a black fish in a lake at the foot of Yinlong Mountain. She wears an aqua blue skirt and has a light yellow shawl wrapped around her arms. She has a beautiful face and fair skin, but her face is very strange.

There are light black patches in a coordinated manner.

Taking the purple glass mirror, her eyes were reflected with lavender light, she hummed softly, then rolled up the mirror and flew in the direction of the Red Thorn Man.

The purple light faded away, revealing the appearance and figure of the three Xudan monks who were originally shrouded in purple dark light. The old man among them was Yang Yanxue. There was also a big man with a curly beard, and a short and thin young man.

Taoist Xueyang looked back at the two young He Xiu on top of this extremely high mountain, smiled, cupped his hands, and said:

"I enshrine Yang Yanxue in the Kapok Mansion. On the order of the Kapok City Lord, I would like to invite two guests from far away to visit the City Lord's Mansion."

Different races in the demon world have distinct levels. Wild demons become spirits and become enlightened by chance, which can be compared to casual cultivators in the human world. This kind of origin has a very low status in the demon world. It is just better than not being enlightened and still living a barbaric and chaotic life.

The wild monster is just a little better.

But Yang Yanxue became a worshiper of Kapok City, and thus became attached to the Tree Clan. The Tree Clan was the strongest race in the demon world. This also allowed him to improve his status, and he felt vaguely like he was looking down on other clans.

Although the Crane Clan's status is not low, that is in the East Demon Realm. This is in the more powerful Western Demon Realm, so he naturally does not take the Crane Clan seriously.

He spoke so politely, thinking that if he could lure these two people into the restricted area of ​​Kapok City, they could easily capture them without using any hands, and they would not leave any traces after their execution, which would be the safest way to deal with them.

But Mu Fei was originally from the Tree Tribe, and he looked down upon these wild monsters. Even talking to them felt like he was putting down his stature too much.

He had also heard of Kapok. Although he was a city lord, he was just a wild spirit and could not be considered a serious tree tribe at all. As a rule, when a pure-blooded tree tribe member passed by Kapok City, the city lord had to go out of the city to greet him in person.

How dare you ask several people to shout around and let me pass?

Mu Fei glanced sideways at the old man: "I'm sorry, I'm not free."

Taoist Xueyang was startled. He did not expect that these Crane tribe members would not give face to the Tree tribe. His eyes turned cold and said, "This city is within the jurisdiction of the city for thousands of miles. How dare you disobey the city lord's orders?"

Mu Fei sneered and said: "I am a member of the Crane tribe, not a tribe under the jurisdiction of your Kapok City Lord. I am just passing by here. I can go to your City Lord's Mansion if I want to, but I won't go if I don't want to. Do you still dare to arrest me?"

Lin Han gave Lian Ling and Gouzhu each a drop of blood essence. She did not refine Lian Ling's drop herself, but gave it to wood. In addition, she prepared a potion that could disguise herself as the Crane Clan.

The four of them took it, so Mu Mu and Mu Fei now both look like people from the Crane tribe.

Mu Fei and Tong Yao do not have the essence and blood of the Crane clan. They are just superficially similar, not as real as Mu Mu and Gou Zhu, but it is enough.

Taoist Xueyang's eyes became fierce and said: "You occupy this place, threaten the blood refining tribe under our city, and have evil intentions. Not to mention a few people from the Crane Tribe, even the Tree Tribe will have to be arrested. It depends on whether you want to live.

Go or die!"

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, pointed at Mu Mu and Mu Fei, and said to the two demon cultivators beside him, one strong and one thin, "Do it!" But he quietly took a few steps back.

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At this time, Moog led his men and horses, carrying a stretcher, to the bottom of Zhuyang Gorge. The snow had not stopped yet, but it was not heavy. It was like ashes after burning snow flakes, still falling slowly.

Zhuyang Gorge was like a big mouth, and when he looked up, the lights on both sides of his head were like sharp teeth in the big mouth, which made him feel that his future was uncertain.

He does not bring many people, just a few capable barbarians and priests. But in fact, the entire Cangmao tribe is ready. Whether it is to pass peacefully or to attack the mountain desperately, they can act quickly, but against them

It seems that time is really running out.

The night is dark, and the smell of blood is blowing along the snowy wind. A large army of red-haired baboons may sweep in at any time. This kind of creature does not distinguish between day and night, and just keeps eating everything they can encounter.

Things. When they will launch a general attack, it just depends on when they have devoured everything they can eat on the road and then become hungry again.

When the time comes, the smell of human flesh and blood wafting out from the blood refiner tribe will be an irresistible temptation for them. They will flock in one after another like moths to a flame, and their number will be in the millions. There is no Kapok City.

There is no way Cangmao people can block the city walls and prohibitions.

"Shake the blood! Come out on your own, I know you are here. Your son is in my hands, come out and talk!" Moog's chest was filled with blood and blood, and he yelled out to the top of the oppressive canyon. His voice was dull.

Like thunder, it rumbled and echoed in the canyon.
Chapter completed!