Miao Yi Zhenren never thought that what should have been a good situation would suddenly have such a change. He knew very well that this time the accident was very different from the previous one.

His uncle is not comparable to ordinary monks. As long as there is enough time, you can definitely become boundless in mana and incarnate into tens of millions, and at that time, it will be extremely difficult to get rid of him again!

"We must find the Blood God Son as soon as possible, otherwise, he will definitely grow into the number one disaster of my Emei Sect!" Miao Yi Zhenren said with great condensation.

"Zhuge Qing, me!" Miao Yi really shouted.

Zhuge Qing, who had been standing outside the cave, immediately answered and walked in. "What do you command?"

"You hold my amulet, take a trip to Ningbi Cliff as soon as possible, go to the secret vault and take out the photographic mirror, and give it to your ascetic uncle! Let him hold this magic weapon, shine all over the world, and be sure to find the blood god son, and destroy the form and spirit of the fight!" When Miao Yi Zhenren spoke, his face couldn't help but show a ruthless look.

Seeing this situation, Zhuge Qing, where do I dare to slack off? Hurriedly responded, took the jade talisman, and immediately flew away.

"Senior brother, we don't know what our senior uncle is cultivating now, so it's hard to guarantee that he won't escape. Therefore, from now on, we must also make a large number of talismans that can resist the invasion of the Blood Shadow Divine Light, otherwise, once it is possessed by my Emei disciples, then I am afraid that the inheritance passed down by the master will be lost in one move!"

"Senior Brother reminded me very much, I almost neglected it!" Miao Yi Zhenren heard this, and immediately nodded and said, "I will pass the message to all of you senior brothers and junior brothers, and let them go to the back cave to get materials and refine talismans!"

Speaking of this, Miao Yi Zhenren paused for a moment and continued, "Fortunately, we have summoned all the senior brothers and sisters for the sake of the Immortal Saint Xu, otherwise, I don't know how much effort it will take!"

Xuan Zhenzi's thoughts coincided with Zhong Yuan.

After this experience, Zhong Yuan had some understanding of the character of the Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin, and understood that this person was indeed not as vicious as the Five Poison Heavenly Kings Liebaduo, but now that he had completely changed his demonic thoughts, he would definitely not have the slightest softness when he needed a hot hand.

Therefore, Zhong Yuan didn't go anywhere since he left the Little Ancient Thorn Mountain, and returned directly to Hongmu Ridge and began to refine the spirit runes that could block the invasion of the Blood Shadow Divine Light. Because, he still has to implement the plan of helping the world, so it is impossible for the disciples of Hongmuling to stay on the mountain all the time.

After thinking about it, Zhong Yuan finally felt that the two spirit runes of Vientiane Damudra and Wind and Thunder Five Escapes were the most suitable, so he chose the two main refiners. In addition to this, Zhong Yuan also prepared to let his body take action, use the Shura Blood Flame to refine some Heavenly Punishment Talismans, and put them on those elite disciples in the sect to increase the power of some counterattacks, so that it would be easier to escape.

Almost at the same time, Zhong Yuan and those elders of the Emei faction were busy

Little Ancient Thorn Mountain Black Wind Nest.

I took over the boxy photographic mirror from Zhuge Qing's hand, and the ascetic head Tuo didn't say a word, and with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, an invisible sword qi broke through the water, fire, wind and thunder, and stepped in.

Shuttling between water, fire, wind and thunder, the ascetic head held the photographic mirror and kept shining through, but in a moment, he walked out of it.

"The Blood God Son can be among them?" asked Yan Yingmu, the Lord of the Wonderful True Vision.

Yan Yingmu is a character of the real generation of Changmei, and he is a heavenly immortal cultivator, no matter how bored the ascetic head is in his heart, he doesn't dare to put his face in front of him, but he echoes and directly hands over the photographic mirror.

The rest of the people also swept their eyes, but found that there were a total of sixteen figures among them. Except for Zheng Yin, the son of the blood god, who looked no different from ordinary people, the rest were just a blood shadow, like a ghost.

"This Blood God Son is really ruthless, it's just a matter of practicing this magic skill by himself, and he actually cultivates all his disciples into this ghost at the same time! I really don't know, how he can do it!" Seeing this, Yan Yingmu, the master of the Miaozhen Temple, couldn't help but sigh.

"That's human nature!" replied the ascetic header, "after all, no one wants to be the only monster in the world! If the Blood God Son can have such a cultivation, these apprentices of him should be considered to be a great help!"

Speaking of this, the ascetic head Tuo Dun paused and said, "Master Yingmu, how about you preside over this photographic mirror, your cultivation is the most profound, and the area that can be detected at one time is the largest, so we can reduce a lot of time, and we can also let them harm some people less!"

"No problem!" Yan Yingmu didn't hesitate at all, and responded directly.

flew out of the black wind nest and stood above the clouds in the sky, but the ascetic Toutuo and the others did not leave immediately. A treacherous and cunning person like him would never make such a mistake as darkness under the lights.

Yan Yingmu, the master of the Miaozhen Temple, threw the photographic mirror and hung it in the air, and then, with a flick of his sleeve, the ocean-like mana was poured into it, and in an instant, the photographic mirror rose to the size of a thousand zhang. At this time, Yan Yingmu pinched out a magic trick, and in an instant, a faint white light that was almost invisible to the naked eye poured down.

The further down it went, the more the light expanded, and when it poured out into the earth, it was a thousand miles in circumference, and it was enveloped in the range.

In this photo, at that time, on the mirror surface of the photographic mirror, there was a tall figure, but the blood shadow of the Han people did not look like the Han people. Then, the light of the photographic mirror shrank rapidly, becoming only a few feet in size, and stopped on a nearby hill.

When the ascetic head saw this, he was very happy at that time, "I knew that even if the Blood God Son left, there would definitely be a shadow son here to observe the movements of us and others." ”

Because this is just a disciple of the Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin, the ascetic head Tuo did not let the junior disciples arrange the Liangyi ** dust array, unfolded the giant spirit divine palm, and pressed it towards the mountain.

In an instant, a barbarian blood shadow was taken by the Giant Spirit Divine Palm.

"Say, where has the son of the blood god gone?" The ascetic head of the ascetic body shone brightly, and the power of coercion was great, just like the evil phase of the Buddha came to the world. "You only have one chance, if you are right, you can also be sent to reincarnation, if you say it wrong, you will be killed immediately!"

Under the pressure of the ascetic head, the blood shadow seemed to be seized by the gods, and he was about to open his mouth to speak, but before a word could be spit out, it "boomed", and the whole exploded, turning into a bloody streak in the air, bursting out in all directions. Fortunately, everyone here is a master, and the reaction is extremely fast, as soon as the Pure Yang Orb is urged, the Qiantian Yuanyang True Fire is released, and these blood threads are immediately refined, and no one is contaminated.

At this moment, a clear voice resounded in the sky, "Ascetic nephew, you are not a good enough disciple of Buddhism, and you are still tortured to extract confessions! It's a pity, your uncle and my disciples are all forbidden, not to mention that they really betrayed me, even if this thought arises in the back of their heads, they will inevitably blow themselves up and die."

I didn't expect that Master Qi's nephew would be so bold and dare to risk the world's condemnation and use the photographic mirror to search for me?

When the words were finished, there was a series of long laughs that were extremely crazy.

"Ascetic fellow, you shouldn't have made such a question! Now, not only did you not ask about your whereabouts, but on the contrary, you have alerted the devil, and in this way, the difficulty of our search will probably be greatly increased!" Yan Yingmu sighed at this time and said.

"Master Yingmu, this can't be blamed on the second senior brother for not thinking about it, who would have thought that the demon would be so ruthless and treat his disciples like this!"

"Senior Brother Li, don't comfort me!" Ascetic Toutuo's face became more and more bitter, "This time, it is indeed my mind that is a little confused and has considered it wrong!"

The ascetic head also understands that the current situation is very different from before. Before, it was enough to take pictures of the past piece by piece, but now, it can't be more than that, because the master and apprentice of the Blood God Son who understand the situation are likely to return to the place where they were originally illuminated. So, they have to kill every now and then.

And it seems easy to kill a carbine, just a little harder. But in reality, this is not the case. Because, in many places, it is the mountain gate of the various sects, and if you irradiate it once and explain the reason, people may agree; the second time, they may not have any opinions, but it will never be feasible after three or four meetings. Because, in this way, there is a suspicion of spying on the secrets of other sects.

If it is only one or two big factions, it will be enough, and with the prestige accumulated by the Emei faction for thousands of years, it is enough to suppress it, but what if it is all the sects in the world? If it arouses the public indignation of all the monks, even if Emei puts out the real Liangyi ** dust array, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist!

"Now, we can only do our best, try not to touch the bottom line of the various sects, we can do as much as we can, we really can't find the Blood God Son, so we can only stop for the time being and find another way!"

Although the ascetic head tried his best to keep himself calm, what kind of characters were present? Anyone could see that his heart was full of anger and it was difficult to vent it.

If you can't put your mind right, let go of this anger, and let it develop, your cultivation may fall. He didn't understand this. If it was just the matter of the Blood God Son, he wouldn't be like this. In fact, before this, his plan had been flawed many times. Now, this anger has always erupted, and for a while, even he can't suppress it.

(To be continued)