Immortal Space

While the light curtain was shattered, the red flame did not go out, and was still burning on Lu Fang's top-grade defensive spiritual weapon.

The cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment who was shadow-killed had a look of madness on his face, and he raised his hand and punched a few spells towards the formation flag.

What he held in his hand was the main formation flag of the Chiyang Lihuo Formation, and he could control the entire formation.

At this time, the mana in the bodies of the ten foundation-building monks frantically rushed towards the formation flag in their hands.

All these magic powers were poured into the mass of crimson flames, and the flames suddenly flourished.

Lu Fang's high-grade spirit weapon was gradually exhausted, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Fellow daoists, please hurry up, I can't hold on anymore."

At this time, more than 20 magic weapons bombarded the ten people in the field again. At this time, the light curtain formed by Chiyangli's fire array was broken, and there was no obstruction.

And that cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment crazily activated the Chiyangli fire array, and the mana in the bodies of the other nine people was like a flood that broke a bank, uncontrollably venting towards the array flag.

The group of red flames grew bigger and bigger, and just as everyone approached the magic weapon, the group of flames exploded, emitting a dazzling glare.

The strong light stimulated everyone to be unable to open their eyes, and when the strong light receded, they opened their eyes again.

A big hole was blown out in the center, and the nine Shadow Killer Foundation Establishment cultivators fell to the ground, dead and alive.

Lu Fang's top-grade defensive spiritual weapon was exploded, and Lu Fang was shocked by the explosion and flew several feet away, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Lu Fang's heart ached like a knife, not because of the injury, but because the defensive spirit weapon was blown apart.

This is the material he has accumulated for countless years before refining it. This kind of high-grade spiritual weapon may not be available for purchase even if there are spirit stones.

If possible, he would rather suffer more injuries than damage the spirit weapon.

I was injured a little, and I had a few cuts on my body, which would heal in a few days, and the spiritual weapon would not grow back if it was cracked.

Everyone checked carefully, but they couldn't find the cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment alone. They searched around, but they didn't find that cultivator.

At this time, Wang Hong, who was sitting on the roof watching the battle, suddenly felt a sense of danger approaching.

He scanned the surroundings carefully back and forth with his spiritual sense, but found no trace.

Suddenly, he found that in one direction, the dust in the air was separated to the surroundings, and from the separated dust, he could see the outline of a human figure.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had already built a foundation, his spiritual consciousness had improved a lot, and because of his long-term work in space, his spiritual consciousness had been trained much better than ordinary people, otherwise he really wouldn't have found this little clue.

Wang Hong pretended not to notice, and continued to look around with his consciousness, occasionally sweeping in that direction inadvertently.

He prayed in his heart that the figure would not come over, but he found that the figure was slowly approaching him.

Wang Hong cursed in his heart, if he wants to escape, he must run seriously, can't he? You still have to come here to make trouble for yourself. You, a late-stage foundation-building monk, came to assassinate me, a young man in the Qi training period, does it feel very fulfilling?

Wang Hong pretended not to notice, and walked around casually on the roof while drinking spiritual tea.

And that human silhouette has been slowly following behind him, moving with his movement.

After walking around with the silhouette of a human figure, he also felt that in order to hide his figure, this person should have been subject to some restrictions, at least he could not use mana at will.

Otherwise, he would directly sacrifice the spiritual weapon and kill him, a little Qi training cultivator, with a single sword. It would take such a lot of effort.

When the humanoid silhouette approached his side again, the arms raised and slowly grabbed his head.

Wang Hong turned around casually and avoided it.

He also said to himself: "Everyone is dead, it should be safe now, I will also go and see what spoils there are."

Then he jumped off the roof and walked towards the people of Qingxu Sect.

The humanoid silhouette stood on the roof and hesitated for a while, then slowly left in another direction.

This cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment saw Wang Hong drinking tea on the roof when he was running away, and felt resentful in his heart, so he wanted to kill him to vent his hatred.

And he knew that this little qi training cultivator was also their assassination target. Since he was on the way, he solved it by the way. Anyway, it would not take much trouble to kill a small qi training monk.

Now that he didn't kill him, he wouldn't chase after him deliberately. At present, it's more important to run for his own life. This kind of small shrimp can be killed at any time. If he misses him and escapes, it won't be worthwhile.

No matter how valuable other people's lives are, they are not as valuable as one of your own fingers.

Wang Hong's spiritual sense found that the humanoid silhouette left, and he was relieved.

Everyone collected all the trophies and distributed them together. People like Wang Hong, who spent the whole time drinking tea and watching the excitement, naturally did not have his share.

The Shadow Killing Organization is indeed very rich, and everyone has a lot of property in their storage bags.

There are more than 300 Yangyuan Pills, more than 2 million spiritual stones, and many other second-order spiritual objects, such as elixir, spiritual mines, magic weapons and other items, which made the remaining twenty-seven people smile.

In the end, it was all up to Lu Fang to use the high-grade spiritual weapon to block the powerful red flame, otherwise some of them would definitely die in the flame.

Therefore, he got the most spoils, and he got 30 Yangyuan Pills, 200,000 spirit stones, and many other second-order spirit objects, which made him feel better.

After everyone finished distributing the spoils, Senior Brother Gao of the City Guards had to go back to report.

Eldest brother and a group of foundation-building monks decided to play in Qingxu City for a few days before returning to the sect, and they all came anyway.

"Eldest brother, I have to go back to my home here, so I'll leave for now, and I'll invite you to my wine shop for a drink later, and I'll let you drink as much as you want."

Wang Hong decided to find an excuse to leave alone. He still had a lot of things to do, and it was inconvenient to see too many people.

"Junior Brother Wang, then you have to be careful yourself. The late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator that Shadow Killed should have taken the opportunity to escape just now. If there is anything wrong, please contact me at any time."

"Okay, thank you big brother!"

Zhang Chunfeng wanted to leave with him, but he stopped him with his eyes.

After Wang Hong left alone, he released a few spirit bees.

During this period of time, he trained hundreds of spirit bees to help him track them.

Because the spiritual intelligence of the spirit bees is too low, it is extremely difficult to train. Currently, these tracking spirit bees can only track one scent.

He processed the pollen of the biling peach into a very fine powder, and sprinkled it into the air, like dust in the air, and it was not easy to be noticed when it touched the body.

The spirit bee can find the target ten miles away based on the faint smell emitted by the tiny dust.

On the roof just now, he pretended to be walking, but in fact he had already spread this kind of dust into the air, and also injected some poison along the way.

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