Chapter 603

Murong Ling didn't believe that Yu Wenjin and others would give up easily. She found a secluded corner to hold Shou Yuanyi and quickly entered the state of harmony between man and nature. The flowers and trees within a thousand miles became her eyes and ears, and she found many abnormalities.

There are more than a dozen monks scattered in every hundred li of the border, which should have been inaccessible. These monks, led by monk Zhuyuan, patrol the territory, whether in the air or underground, are the focus of their attention. Even ordinary people in the past can't escape their interrogation. It's more rigorous than the exit of the hidden world.

At the beginning, if she had not just come out of the secret place, the situation would have been chaotic, and she would not have been able to organize herself. I'm afraid that Murong Ling would not have been able to leave the secret world. Now the other party has been on guard. When they pass by tomorrow, they have to check everyone. If they want to cheat, they have to waste some time.

For a moment, Murong Ling wants to hide in the Yuqing bottle and ask Rong Wei to smuggle her across the country. However, the quality of the Yuqing bottle is extraordinary. If it is searched, it will arouse more suspicion. The other party's blatant search and interception must have exposed her identity as a member of Dazhou. No matter whether she is willing or not, Dazhou is exposed to the eyes of the hermit friars, and it is meaningless for her to hide.

In this case, there is no need for Wang's caravan to stay.

"Mr. Lu, where are you going?"

Murong Ling took a step, looked back at Rong Wei, took out a defense amulet from the heaven and earth ring, and said, "Mr. Rong, I have something urgent to do first. This is an amulet. You can take it with you. If you are in danger, you can save your life."

The reason why he was given an amulet was that Wang Mingtao was too peaceful along the way. Murong Ling was worried that he wanted to arrive at Dazhou and then fight them. At that time, Rong Wei would be isolated and hard to help, so something might happen.

But it's not safe to give the talisman. Murong Ling takes out a jade pendant and hands it over. "If you encounter difficulties, just take this jade pendant to the branch of the funerary palace for help. When they see this jade pendant, they won't refuse you."

This jade pendant is printed with the private signature of the Lord Qin's residence. The disciples of the flower burial palace may not know anything else, but they will recognize the imprint of their master's residence.

Rong Wei solemnly accepted the two things. He was so moved that he said, "I know, Mr. Lu, please pay attention to your safety on the way."

Murong Ling nodded, did not say more, straight out of the camp of the Wang caravan. When he left, Wang Mingtao looked up at her and didn't stop her, but he invited manager Li to whisper, and he didn't know what he was commanding.

Murong Ling didn't care to eavesdrop with her divine sense. When she left the camp and noticed the five escorts, her eyes became cold.

It's true that there are no tears without the coffin.

"Boy, don't blame us for being cruel. Who let you offend our son?" Seeing her standing in the same place, the group of escorts thought she was scared silly. They were both proud and relieved of her hatred. They said coldly, "if you didn't annoy me, I wouldn't use the animal guide powder, and my brothers won't die. Now it's time for you to pay for my brothers."

Instead of blaming the originator, blame the innocent? Such robber logic is nothing but persimmon's soft pinch.

Ordinary mortals may not have a chance to survive in front of the people with excellent martial arts. However, Murong Ling is different. Although she can't deal with mortals by means of monks, as a former pharmacist, there are not many poisons left in her heaven and earth precepts, which is enough to deal with these people.

She stood in the same place and did not move. When the five people came to chop, the poisonous powder flew out as soon as their long sleeves were raised. In the blink of an eye, it penetrated into their mouths and noses. Without giving them time to react, they heard a continuous thump. The five men had fallen to the ground and had no breath.

Helping Zhou was a sin, and his death was worthy of him.

Murong Ling has no emotion fluctuation. She claps the powder left on her hands, conceals her breath and turns away.

There are monks stationed everywhere. It doesn't matter which place you choose to break through. However, Murong Ling made a comparison and chose the place closest to her for no other reason. All the monks here are from TIANYIZONG.

TIANYIZONG has a total of 15 monks stationed here. The first monk, Zhuyuan, looks familiar. He was one of the members who attacked the night family with yuwenjin in Heimin mountain. The remaining friars of Lianyuan are headed by Gu Qinwan. They are all elite disciples of TIANYIZONG.

The smile on Murong Ling's face became colder when she thought of the dead disciple of the night family.

Although she wanted to break through by force, Murong Ling didn't want to cause too much noise. She took out the headband from the heaven and earth ring, and then took out the soft tendon powder which had been refined in the Hehuan palace before, lurking in the upper air outlet, and quietly put it down.

The first one who noticed something wrong was the disciple with the lowest accomplishments. "Martial uncle, why am I so weak all of a sudden?"Friar Zhuyuan, who was called martial uncle, immediately changed his face. He quickly started to point on his body and yelled, "no, it's soft tendons. Seal your mouth and nose!"

The other disciples quickly and slowly began to seal the acupoints. However, it was still a little late. They had already taken a lot of ruanjin powder. If they had not taken the understanding poison pill, they would not even be able to hold the magic weapon.

Gu Qinwan offered a magic instrument for the first time, and her magic instrument is still Guqin. This Guqin is not the original one. Her original magic weapon was destroyed by Murong Ling in Heimin mountain. Now she is holding it in her arms. It's the magic level Guqin she got from Danyang Taoist's reward.

At the moment when the magic sacrifice came out, the light of the treasure flickered, causing envy and salivation on other people's faces. However, Gu Qinwan didn't care. His pretty face was dignified, and he said to monk Zhuyuan, "martial uncle, please inform master that they must be murongling's demon girl."

Monk Zhuyuan then took his eyes back from the magic weapon and took out a messenger from the heaven and earth bag sect. However, as soon as he flew out, he was caught by a mysterious man with a black curtain and hat and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Murongling! It's you

Gu Qinwan did not hesitate to determine Murong Ling's identity, with a fierce look in his eyes, "do you think it's safe to burn the transmission symbol? My master is a hundred miles away. As long as he has a divine sense, he can find the abnormality here. You can't escape at that time. I advise you, it's better to let go, and we can spare your life! "

Murong Ling scattered the ashes in her hands, "what are you afraid of? Just kill you before Yu Wenjin finds out. "

Her voice is soft and delicate, even with a shallow smile, but it is cooler than the cold moon, which makes people shiver. When we think of Murong Ling's methods, all the people on the scene are frightened.

Fear before fighting is a great taboo of military strategists.

Murong Ling didn't give them time to react at all, so she directly offered a sacrifice to Qinglian and beat him to Zhuyuan friar, who was the highest practitioner on the spot. Qinglian's heart fire was so fierce that when monk Zhuyuan came back to his senses, he suddenly blocked it with a royal weapon. However, his defense weapon was only a top-grade weapon, which could not resist the erosion of Qinglian's heart fire. It burned thoroughly in the blink of an eye, and the treasure was dim. It was already damaged. Qinglian's heart fire was not reduced. She penetrated the weapon and burned it on the monk Zhuyuan. Even if there was a barrier of the Dharma suit, his arm inevitably burned.

"Ah! My hand

Man Xiu shouts in a shrill voice. He can't shake his arm. He even forgets yushuijue. It's Gu Qinwan who reacts and pinches a yushuijue to put out the fire in his arm. However, it was too late. His arm was blackened and lifeless.

"Monster! I'll kill you

When the man was in xiudun, he was angry and his right hand came to Murong Ling. Murong Ling waved the wooden whip in her hand. The yuan force of Chunlei was surging up, and the flexible branches were spreading. It was like a snake winding around the man. It was getting tighter and tighter. No matter how many ways he used, he couldn't get rid of the confinement of the branches, and his eyes were shocked.

He exclaimed incredulously, "how can it be! Witch, what kind of magic do you use? Why do I cut this branch continuously? "

The spring thunder is growing.

She was originally a spirit body without dirt, and with the cultivation of "spring thunder generating formula", the vitality in her body is endless, and there is no end at all. Because the power of Tianlei has been integrated with her Yuanli, the magic that she uses naturally has the power of Chunlei's generation, and the vitality is the strongest.

The branches drawn out by the wood spirit whip are formed by magic. In essence, they are just ordinary wood plants. They don't have the situation that water and fire don't invade, and knife and fire don't enter. The reason why the male monk can't cut the branches is that his recovery speed reaches the level against heaven! Branches grow rapidly at the moment of cutting, giving people the illusion of continuous cutting.

This is the secret of the skill. Naturally, Murong Ling won't answer him. She continues to beat Qinglian's heart fire away. This time, it's in her heart. Fire helps wood power. In the blink of an eye, nanxiu becomes a fireman.

"Martial uncle!"

However, except Gu Qinwan, other people have no strength to fight back against Murong Ling. Of course, even if they can fight back, their cultivation skills are not enough to be afraid.

"Murongling, you dare to kill my martial uncle! Take your life

Gu Qinwan's Guqin in his arms is a magic weapon. With just one stroke of it, the sound of the string will ring. Murong Ling was attacked by the divine sense. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain, and even her hand movement stopped.

As soon as Gu Qinwan saw that it was effective, his eyes brightened, and his fingers moved quickly, a complete tune came at once. This piece of music was like a roaring army, with the momentum of surging and galloping. It swarmed towards murongling, as if casting a cage with music, enveloping her whole person in the range, It's hard to break free.Yin Xiu is no less lethal than Chen Xiu!