When Lu Yu left for a long time, the middle-aged man gradually recovered some aura.
As he walked out of the cave, a talisman burning between his fingers turned into a wisp of black smoke and rose into the air.
A moment later, several figures fell in front of the middle-aged man, bowing: "patriarch."
Some people put on a white fox fur for the middle-aged man. Surrounded by people, the middle-aged man's identity immediately appears noble.
He is the leader of the flying snow sect, Lu Tiangang.
At that time, the great shark faction stood alone and asked for help from each upper sect.
This matter was originally handled by the disciples, but just a few days ago, LV Tiangang's disciples were killed by the magic cultivation.
Lu Tiangang was so angry that he found this place and killed countless evil cults. However, he did not expect that he was ambushed, trapped by the ghost on the altar, and was nearly robbed.
"The costumes of the inner disciples of taiyizong did not expect that there was such a strong man hidden in their sect." Looking at the direction of the landing plume, Lu Tiangang murmured.
Then, his eyes swept to the mountain forest and said in a cold voice, "send someone to kill all the evil cults here!"
"Yes."
……
On the other side of the forest.
Song Zhuxiu and his disciples have been waiting here for a long time, but they have never seen the demon monk come.
Song Zhuxiu looked at a disciple impatiently, "is your intelligence correct? Why hasn't the demon cultivation come here yet?"
The disciple was so surprised that he quickly replied, "elder martial brother, I really find out. Those evil cults will haunt here every night."
"Hum! If you can't catch the sorcerer tonight, you'll be punished! " Song Zhuxiu said coldly.
The disciple was pale and at a loss.
Just then, outside the hidden array, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.
Song Zhuxiu's eyes brightened: "very good. Since these evil monks have come to our door by themselves, they will never come back this time."
He was about to rush forward when a scream came from behind the crowd.
I don't know when, the magic cultivation has been around the back of several disciples, a knife cut, suddenly someone's head is different.
The crowd quickly scattered, but unexpectedly those magic cultivation came up from all directions, instead, they became turtles in a jar.
A one eyed monk looked up and down at the girls of Tibet Xiufeng, licked his lips and said, "are there any little beauties here? Hey hey, they are mine. No one should rob me. "
Song Zhuxiu felt a little strange: "we have a hidden array. How did you find us?"
They clearly stay in the hidden array. The other party has no reason to find them.
"What kind of bullshit array, I can see through it without using my eyes."
This array was created by the master of song Zhuxiu, who was always proud of it.
If it wasn't for the extremely generous reward of the mission this time, he would not have taken out the array.
At this time, song Zhuxiu's array was denounced by others. Song Zhuxiu could not help but become angry: "bastard, you can leave your life here today!"
He held the long sword and pointed at the edge of the sword. In an instant, he let out countless sword Qi and went towards the magic repair stab.
The one eyed monk seems to be a big man, but he doesn't expect that his movements are very agile. He easily avoids all the sword Qi.
"Rat, dare to fight me head-on." Song Zhuxiu's fighting spirit was high, and his sword could not help bursting out again.
"Elder martial brother, kill him quickly!"
Seeing that song Zhuxiu was in the upper hand, the disciples of Tianjian peak were greatly encouraged.
But at this time, the demon Xiu suddenly snorted coldly, and a trace of irony flashed in his eyes: "are you just this skill?"