Wang Baole's words attracted attention, so after a group of people searched the neighborhood carefully, although they had no gains, their seriousness towards Wang Baole's place still made the captain nod.

Such searches were carried out in the entire barracks, and some great perfections of the Gods appeared, increasing the search efforts, and even the late spiritual consciousness of the Spirit Immortal always existed, sweeping through the entire barracks again and again, trying to find clues of the intruders!

But Wang Baole's move was not only quick, but also transformed into the original method. Even if it was inevitable that some clues would be left, it would be almost impossible to find him in a short time.

Wang Baole was not worried about this. He had already thought about this before coming to the barracks. He believed that even if the barracks were blocked, it would not be too long, because... there would be other things that would attract the attention of the Weiyang tribe, thus distracting the energy and even shifting the target.

In fact, this is true. After half an hour of blockade, as the news came from the outside world returned to the inside of the barracks, the powerful spiritual immortal who guarded this place and the captain of all the teams knew something!

There are outsiders who have come to this star with amazing power. This incident is not without precedent. The group of arrivals described in the feedback news, each wearing masks, immediately made many powerful people of the Weiyang clan think of... Ancestor Lieyan!

"Wearing masks, coming in batches..."

"This is the Ancestor of Flame!!"

"Damn it, why did this Ancestor of Flame choose to be with us this time!!"

As the news spread, a lot of shocks occurred within the Weiyang clan. It was not because it was afraid of this matter, but because it involved the ancestor of the Flame, which reminded many people of some rumors.

Wang Baole pricked up his ears and made an inquiry gesture. After getting the answer, he also showed an inhalation expression and roared with the people around him.

When the entire barracks were in an uproar, the powerful spirit immortal in the ninth soldier ball finally appeared. He looked old and thin, but the light in his eyes was cold and his whole body was withered, giving people a sense of death. But if you look closely, you can feel it vaguely that there seemed to be terrifying fluctuations in his body. Once it exploded, it would be enough to kill all directions.

His voice exudes even more evil spirits and echoes all ranges.

"Some of the descendants, since they are here, leave them behind. All the teams are dispatched to search all over the stars and kill an intruder. I personally remember the merits for him and ask the commander of the army to give him a great reward!"

As he said that, the old man from the late stage of Lingxian shook his body and suddenly left, as if he was going out to search. At the same time, the commanders of each soldier ball also sent orders to divide the entire star and arrange for all teams to go out and start searching.

Wang Baole was also among them. As the team left the barracks, they spread their speed in the air, and moved forward rapidly towards the designated position.

After the squads dispersed, the barracks also became quiet. No one noticed that there were fluctuations in the air. The seemingly leaving spiritual immortal changed again. With a gloomy face, he carefully searched the empty barracks. Finally, doubts and confusion emerged deep in his eyes.

"It is certain that the assassination in the barracks is one of the descendants, and there are very few... It is very likely that there is only one person!"

"But... has this person left long ago, or... there is a special way to hide his breath?" The Weiyang clan of the Spirit Immortal sighed inwardly, and all three heads frowned. He looked at the earth, and after he wanted to speak, he shook his head.

"This thing will disturb the legion commander at the critical moment...it will probably cause him to feel strong displeasure. Generally speaking, the arrivals arranged by the Ancestor of Flame are mostly twelve hours..." The old man Lingxian was silent. Everyone else thought that the legion commander with planetary cultivation had left, but in fact the old man knew that the legion commander did not leave, but was doing something extremely important to him.

So after contemplating, the old man withdrew his gaze and decided not to disturb the commander of the Legion. After all, twelve hours... would pass soon. Thinking of this, the old man's body shook, he actually left, and joined the search.

Even if this incident ends at most twelve hours in his opinion, the old man naturally has no good feelings for these arrivals who dare to provoke. It would be fine if the other party did not come to assassinate and provoke, and he would not bother to pay attention to it, but the other party rushed to his own barracks, so being able to find and kill them would not only relieve themselves, but also make a contribution.

Thinking of this, the old man was faster. At the same time, he didn't know that the arrivals who were stabbed in the hornet's nest were now dispersing and began to look for targets to varying degrees, but soon someone discovered something was wrong.

"It's a bit strange. This planet has almost been destroyed. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be dispatched in such a large number of ways."

"Can we say that there are still strong local resistance forces here?"

Some of the arrivals who were hiding and preparing to hunt scattered Weiyang tribes were now shocked at the terrified group of Weiyang tribes whizzing in the sky. The scalp was numb and they were all surprised.

While these arrivals were nervous one by one, Wang Baole followed a swagger in a small team of the Third Army and was chatting with the Weiyang tribes beside him.

His voice was very pure, and there was no doubt at all to other Weiyang tribes. However, the strict hierarchy system of Weiyang tribe in this chat was also reflected. For Wang Baole, who had the lowest cultivation level in the team, the others seemed to be talking to each other, but the indifference in their deep eyes did not cover up any concealment.

It was as if this was an instinct. If you lack cultivation, your status would not work. This was more obvious in the captain of the early stage of the God-Transporting God. He didn't care about the people under him at all, and Wang Baole naturally wouldn't care about this kind of thing. After flying out for a while, he felt that it was almost the same. After looking around, Wang Baole's body suddenly exploded without any signs!

It turned into a fog, and at an astonishing speed, when the Weiyang tribes around them did not react, they directly enveloped everyone without screaming or struggling. The whole process was only a few breaths. In the next moment... When the fog condensed again, the bodies of other Weiyang tribes could no longer be seen. Only after Wang Baole gathered, he changed the appearance of another Weiyang tribe monk.

After feeling the will of the Nightmare Art that was becoming more active and even screaming, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and his body changed accordingly, missing a head and breaking an arm. He looked extremely embarrassed, galloping towards the distance, and looking back from time to time, his expression was filled with anger and horror, as if someone was chasing him.

After acting for a long time, Wang Baole himself got used to it, as if it was real. Regardless of the fact that there was not even a figure around him, he would spit out blood from time to time, but after all, he still felt it was a bit fake, so he simply divided a source and transformed into a figure behind him.

The figure was wearing a cow's head mask, which was the arrogant man before. Just like that... While chasing himself, Wang Baole escaped all the way. After a stick of incense, he finally saw another team in another direction.

"Be careful, we were ambushed by a group of descendants. The captain died in battle, and the others died and fled. The descendant of the cow-headed masked descendant had been chasing me for a long time!" Wang Baole spoke miserably, and blood spurted out again, approaching the team quickly.

At the same time, at the moment when the Weiyang tribes looked at each other indifferently, the devilish man transformed by Wang Baole changed his expression and stopped chasing him, and turned around and was about to escape.

It would be fine if he didn't escape, but this group of Weiyang monks would have some doubts, but when the tauren escaped, these Weiyang monks' eyes flashed. The head-in-law didn't even look at Wang Baole, and immediately took people to chase him.

And just as they approached Wang Baole and gathered with each other, Wang Baole's body exploded again, turning into mist and spreading violently, instantly submerging everyone like swallowing.

The next moment, Wang Baole, who had changed his appearance, licked his lips, screamed, spit out blood, and continued to escape.

"Help, who will save me..."

Behind him, the tauren, under the control of Wang Baole, made a strange laugh and kept chasing...
Chapter completed!