Soon, the four of them flew away for more than sixty miles, and sure enough, the bodies of two Heavenly Fu Sect monks were lying on the ground.

After a brief look, I found that these two people were also spiritual crystal cultivators, and their deaths were only half a cup of tea. In this way, it should be close to catching up.

Mu Qing took out the turtle shell for the third time and put it on the ground. This time, Ding Jia was silent for a longer time, but suddenly said: "Ninety miles to the north, a monk has just fallen to the ground, and he is already out of breath!"

Mu Qing couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, and said, "What kind of cultivation is it?"

Ding Jia said: "It is about the middle stage of the Spirit Crystal, it seems that he was killed after being seriously injured, and the person who killed him should also be a Spirit Crystal Stage monk!"

Hearing this, Mu Qing's heart was settled, and he was faintly disappointed, greeted the three of them, and hurriedly urged the light to chase due north......

......

About 100 miles due north.

In mid-air, two men wearing the robes of the elders of the Heavenly Fu Sect were trapped by eight monks, their hair was already in a messy bun and their robes were torn.

One of the old men held a long sword in one hand and a spirit talisman in the other, and shouted sharply, "You have already snatched the treasure of this sect, why are you still chasing after us?"

One of the tall, thin scarface men of the eight let out a sneer and said, "Are you all living like a dog? If you don't kill a few of you, do you have to wait for you to find someone to seek revenge? Do you want to wait for you to spread the news that that the treasure has been in our hands?"

The middle-aged man beside the old man was also holding a long sword in one hand and a few spirit runes in the other, and said in a low voice: "Master, the disciple entangles them with the last few talismans, you retreat first, and then avenge the disciple and the sect in the future!"

Without waiting for the old man to answer, the scarface man laughed loudly and shouted, "We have seen these spirit runes of you, except for those few ground steps, the rest are just ordinary. But...... That's right......" The Scarface man thought of something, and said, "Those few earth-level spirit runes seem to have been used up last night against the ancestors of the Spirit Yuan Stage of our sect, right?

The old man of the Heavenly Rune Sect clenched his teeth, and a few words burst out of his mouth, "Dare to underestimate my Heavenly Rune Sect's spirit rune!"

The spirit rune flashed, and countless silver sword lights were born in an instant, surrounding the master and apprentice, and the sword light rushed out, shaped like a silver tribulus, and let out a low roar......

......

Mu Qing and the four of them rushed quickly, and after a while, they had already heard the sound of fighting, and after a few breaths, the battle formation in front of them was already in sight.

At this moment, there were only seven people left in the battle array, and six monks wearing black magic robes trapped a monk of the Heavenly Rune Sect in the middle, and the fight was in full swing, and the monk of the Heavenly Rune Sect kept activating the spirit rune in his hand while urging the magic weapon sword in his hand, but under the siege of these six people, he was already invincible, and the fall was in the blink of an eye.

The moment Mu Qing saw this Heavenly Rune Sect monk, he couldn't help but feel moved, this was really a coincidence, he didn't know many people in the Heavenly Rune Sect, and this person in front of him happened to be an old acquaintance, it was the monk who had just advanced to the early stage of the spirit crystal that sold him the kind of slow-hair spirit rune and dancing sky talisman back then-Lu Shouren.

I saw Lu Shouren activate a vajra talisman with a mystical quality, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of dazzling golden light, and his left hand trembled again, and a spirit talisman was stimulated, and hundreds of water rays shot out, shooting directly at the three black-clothed monks who rushed towards him.

The three of them had seen a lot of the spirit runes of the Heavenly Rune Sect, and when they saw these water light swords shooting towards them, they each offered an earth attribute magic shield to block in front of them, and one of them scolded with a smile with a bit of teasing: "Boy! You really have a lot of inventory on you! But the grade is a little worse, far worse than the one in the old guy's hand, and they all release it for the grandfathers to see!"

The other three black-clothed monks had already arrived thirty zhang behind Lu Shouren, obviously seeing Lu Shouren's flaws, but they were not in a hurry to make a move, and another person said: "Yes, yes, the Heavenly Rune Sect has been destroyed, and as soon as you die, I don't know how many kinds of spirit runes will be extinct in the immortal cultivation world since then, I can be regarded as the last witness, although you release all the spirit runes on your body, grandpa and a few people will follow!"

Lu Shouren can also be regarded as the leader of the younger generation of the Heavenly Rune Sect, and he has a bit of aura and talent in the way of talisman making, not to mention anything else, just those kinds of slow-hair spirit runes back then, they are not ordinary level talisman makers can easily make.

In addition, he is sleek and sophisticated, and he is very popular with his predecessors, and he acts left and right, and even a few people who have always disagreed with his master have a different view of Lu Shouren.

Therefore, Lu Shouren has never lacked the resources needed to cultivate the talisman, and there is really a lot of inventory in his hand. Moreover, in the past few decades, although his cultivation was still hovering in the early stage of the spirit crystal, his talisman level had improved rapidly, and it was no less than that of several high-level elders in the sect, and the success rate of making Xuan-level spirit runes had reached more than sixty percent.

The water sword talisman that he had just sacrificed was the Xuan-level spirit talisman he had developed and refined by himself-the Phantom Light Sword Shadow Talisman!

There is a mystery in this ghostly sword shadow rune, it seems to contain a large range of water attribute spells, in fact, these hundreds of water lights are phantoms, and the power contained in it is only one-tenth of the entire spirit rune, only one of them is a real killing weapon, ninety percent of the power of the spirit rune is condensed in this water sword, but this water sword does not flicker like other guises, it is dark, hidden in those fluorescent flashing water lights.

The three monks in front of him had already blocked the magic shield in front of them, and countless water swords shot on the magic shield, like raindrops falling lightly, and the three of them sensed that something was wrong at the same time, the power of these water swords was far from being as amazing as it looked.

However, although the three of them were aware of it, they didn't have time to react, and the faint light of water had already hit the magic shield of the person in the middle, and a huge penetrating force instantly burst out.

The quality of the earth-attribute magic shield is not bad, but under the stabbing of this water sword, a hole the thickness of a small finger suddenly broke in the center, and the water sword passed through the shield and hit the left shoulder of the black-clothed monk!

This person let out a miserable scream, his body shook a few times, he raised his hand to cover the wound, quickly took a pill to stop bleeding, stared at Lu Shouren viciously, and gritted his teeth and said: "Bastard, look for death!"

After that, this person didn't spare any longer, and threw out a thick-backed long knife in his hand, instantly shaped like a door, and slashed towards Lu Shouren with a majestic might.

When the other few people saw that this person had moved the killer, they were not far behind, and at the same time sacrificed the magic weapon in their hands......

Seeing that these six magic weapons are about to hit Lu Shouren, the combined blow of these six people, even if the late stage of the spirit crystal monk comes to pick it up, I am afraid that it will end up with broken bones and tendons, how can only Lu Shouren, who is in the early stage of the spirit crystal cultivation, be able to take it?

At this moment, a wry smile hung on the corner of Lu Shouren's mouth, and a flash of thought flashed in his mind: If it weren't for the fact that after the two ancestors left, several forces in the sect were fighting each other, competing openly and secretly, and it would be difficult to reach a unified opinion after the Fu Bao was born, how could the inheritance of my Heavenly Fu Sect end up like this?

I think that although I was exquisite in all directions, I regretted that I should not be equally immersed in it, short-sighted, only seeing the immediate interests, and losing the righteousness. The name of "Shouren" is called in vain!

He closed his eyes and stopped struggling, just waiting for that moment to come.

Suddenly, Lu Shouren only felt the sound of the wind in his ears, and his body was dragged from under his feet by something and flew upward, and the upcoming killing blow did not fall on him!

There was another swaying under his feet, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

"Ah!", Lu Shouren let out an exclamation and hurriedly opened his eyes.

I saw that I was standing on the back of a giant golden eagle, already above the battle group just now. Looking down again, the four monks stood in the void where they were just now, covered by a layer of transparent spherical water waves, and the magic weapons shot by the six people before were all swept away by the spherical water waves.

From his point of view, he could only see the top of the heads of the four people, but he couldn't see their faces, he could only see that they were two men and two women.

was puzzled, one of the four men had already looked up in his direction, showed a faint smile, and said, "Brother Lu, do you remember your little brother Yang Qing?"

The man in red among the two women also looked up at him, clenched his fists slightly, and said, "I've seen Lu Daoyou." ”