When Chen Kuo and the others arrived in Lanchuan, they found a restaurant and started ordering;
When Huang Xiaoran received Qiu Lindong's call, he knew they were safe.
More than 20 kilometers away from the unfinished film and television city, on a flat ground with a wide view, a middle-aged short woman wearing a gray gown, black cloth shoes, and long hair tied up in a bun, stepped on the messy muddy ground, He lowered his head and frowned tightly, ignoring that the cloth shoes were stained with a pile of mud, as if he was looking for something.
Suddenly, she sensed something and looked up to the southwest.
Under the spiritual vision world, a piece of spiritual energy surged, as if the clouds were rolling and relaxing in the sky.
It is difficult for ordinary people to find anything when they look over, but the short woman keenly captured a figure jumping from a high altitude.
"It's so fucking fast" The short girl curled her lips, feeling a little disgusted.
But more than ten seconds later, when a middle-aged man with a broad, short, bearded face, wearing loose overalls and overalls leaped forward, she immediately put on a bright smile: "Huang Zhenjun, I didn't expect I can meet you here!"
"Huh? Lin Zhenjun? Didn't you go to the Northeast to support, why are you here?" The short and strong middle-aged man asked in surprise.
"Oh, didn't I sense the movement of the 'demon king' on the road, so I hurried over here for fear of something going wrong!" The little woman said, and asked back: "Huang Zhenjun, didn't you just get attacked by a big monster last time? Is the loss heavy? You should be rushing back to the previous case, why did you take a detour here?"
"Didn't I also sense the aura fluctuations on the road, so I came here in a different direction."
After all the short, middle-aged man said, he looked at and smiled with the short woman, tacitly knowing that they would stop teasing and probing each other—whether it was going to the Northeast or going to the last case, it was not on the way to this place.
"How is it? How long has Lin Zhenjun been here, and what have you gained? Did the demon king leave any traces?" asked the short, middle-aged man.
The short girl in the gown who arrived first was Lin Baoyan, the true ruler of the Long Qizong, one of the five great sects, and the one who arrived just now was Huang Ding, the true ruler of the last sect.
Even though these two people are in the top ranks of true monarchs and high-level cultivators, they are still the top-level existences, and they are high-level cultivators of high-level cultivation.
Especially Huang Ding, who is said to have been refined into a Yang God. Among all the true monarchs, he is the most powerful and the most exquisite in spells.
"There are quite a few traces of spiritual energy, and it can be confirmed that it is the demon king, and it is the 'Purple Tailed Phoenix Lord' who has almost never appeared in the past twenty years. But there is no exact pointing trace, and it is impossible to trace it, otherwise I would not It’s still here.” Lin Baoyan said.
"Let me take a look." Huang Ding said, putting both index and middle fingers together, and dabbing on his eyes.
Under the spiritual vision, his eyes lit up, as if he had turned on a headlight, and a beam of aura swept across the surroundings, and many special auras that had previously been hidden in the auras of the surrounding environment were stimulated and transpired around.
Lin Baoyan, who was standing behind him, twitched her lips in disdain again, slandering in her heart: Putting on airs
In fact, with their strength and inspiration, they don't need these redundant movements at all, and the details hidden in the aura of the environment can be seen clearly at a glance.
The real difference lies in the analysis and judgment of the aura information that can be seen.
Huang Ding seemed to be looking for clues to the Demon King, but in fact, he was trying to stimulate all these aura traces. They watched it once, and the real king who came later didn't even bother to read it.
Very cunning!
Half a minute later, Huang Ding scanned the surroundings slowly with his eyes, and said to Lin Baoyan: "It is indeed 'Purple Tail Phoenix Lord', it fought a battle with another strong man here, and it looks seriously injured "
"Zhenjun Huang, who do you think severely injured the 'Purple Tail Phoenix Lord'? Was it another demon king? Or another true monarch?" Lin Baoyan asked.
Huang Ding rubbed his beard on his chin, and said: "The yin and yang vibrations of the aura in this environment are a bit ridiculous. One side is a big monster, and the other sideshould have used a powerful spell that can mobilize yang aura on a large scale, so it should be It's spiritual cultivation, and it's an extremely rare true monarch who is good at mobilizing the spiritual energy of the yang attribute."
"A real gentleman who is good at mobilizing the spiritual energy of the yang attribute?" Lin Baoyan glanced at him with a half-smile, "Just listening to this qualifier, my first reaction must be to think of Huang Zhenjun."
Huang Ding smiled wryly and said: "If it was really me, I wouldn't turn back now. I have been in the southwest, and Lao Zuo and the others have been watching those Southeast Asian great wizards, but I have no time to go away. I have an 'alibi' Lie."
But Lin Baoyan thought to himself: You turn back and wipe out the traces!
NoHowever, she didn't question her anymore, but kicked the ground with her toes, scooped up a little dirt, and said:
"I don't think it may be spiritual cultivation, but it may be some kind of demon king who has the talent to mobilize yang aura and supernatural power. The soil and sand on the ground have been deliberately lifted up and processed, and the whole area is covered without any omission. It is obvious It was one of the parties who was worried about exposing the traces of the battle. But the aura traces of the 'Purple Tail Phoenix Lord' are so obvious that there is no need to do anything extra. Besides, judging from its aura traces, it has been severely injured, and there is a high probability that there is no time to do this. So this is done , it must be the other side It is necessary to hide the traces of the fierce ground battle, and there is a high probability that it is the demon king who has shown his original shape."
She knew that the current interpretation of the trace information was the "hard goods" for both parties. Huang Ding said his judgment on Yang Lingqi, so she was not hesitant to tell her own gains.
Huang Ding squatted down, poked the ground with his fingers, picked up a bit of soil, rubbed it, put it on his tongue and tasted it, thoughtfully.
He got up and walked around again, then turned around and said to Lin Baoyan: "No, I still think it was the work of the true emperor and high-cultivation. No matter how talented the demon king is with the yang attribute, it is difficult to achieve this level , This is the natural disadvantage of the demon. And no matter how skilled the demon is, it can hide the traces of spiritual energy, and it is impossible for no demon energy to remain. The environment, which caused great damage and impact on the real thing, is estimated to be the traces of these spells that allow us to track him down."
Lin Baoyan heard the words, thought for a while, nodded and said: "It makes sense, then from Huang Zhenjun's point of view, which Zhenjun might it be?"
"It should not be a high-level cultivator of the sect, otherwise there is no need to deliberately eliminate the traces. Even if you get the demon king's spiritual material, as long as you have already obtained it, other people have nothing to say, and they will never rob you. People in the sect still have to follow the rules , so if you are a member of the sect, you should not hide your head and show your tail like this, let alone looking at it now, the 'Purple-tailed Phoenix Lord' has escaped, and his harvest is only one big monster."
"Is it some evil cultivator who has succeeded in retreat?"
"I'm afraid it's not easy to call it an evil cultivator. This yang belongs to spiritual energy, and it is so powerful that it is impossible for evil people to do it. I guess it should be someone who lives in seclusion and doesn't want to be disturbed by people in our sect." Loose cultivation power."
Hearing this, Lin Baoyan frowned, and subconsciously said: "Could it be that the soul is still alive, and has been rebuilt?"
Huang Ding didn't answer, just looked around, and said: "The most urgent thing now is to find that 'Purple Tailed Phoenix Lord' first. Although this demon king has suffered heavy injuries, he is still very harmful. We have to get rid of him as soon as possible." captured so that civilians would not be harmed."
Lin Baoyan said: "Does Huang Zhenjun have any tracking tricks? Anyway, I have tried my best, and I can't find the trace of that evildoer at all. I don't know what methods it used, but it was able to leave no trace."
Huang Ding took out a stack of talismans from a pocket of his frock coat, and under Lin Baoyan's restrained and disgusted eyes, he quickly cast them with some saliva on his fingers.
In less than a second, at least thirty talismans in his hand were activated in a certain order, like machine gun bullets.