Villain: I am not good at fighting.

Three of the twelve hunting gods have arrived.

"Is your target me?"

Liu Muqing didn't understand why she had deserved to become the target of Youqing Tianque.

"Of course, it's not you, could it be this little girl?"

The dog grabbed Xie Xiaoyu's throat and tightened it, blood flowed down Zichang. The dog smiled sinisterly and said:

"Xuan Zixian, I advise you to surrender obediently, otherwise this little girl's life will be in danger."

Liu Muqing raised her hand to summon the black coffin, and put it into the storage bag together with the regenerating toad, cursing in her heart that it was not auspicious to go out with a coffin.

“Stop pretending, you obviously had a plan in advance, and she was the only one who knew my whereabouts in advance.

Using a self-torture tactic to protect her, it seems that she has a high status in your Youqing Tianque."

Xie Xiaoyu told her the news about the regenerating toad and then led her to Yema Gorge. It can be said that Liu Muqing's whereabouts were planned by Xie Xiaoyu alone.

But what she couldn't understand was where Xie Xiaoyu got so much energy to mobilize three hunting gods in the fusion stage.

“As expected of an immortal reincarnated, such tricks can’t fool you, but Xuan Zixian.

Don't think that anyone will come to rescue you, we have always known your information."

I have always known...

"Your target is the reincarnated immortal?"

It turned out that it was not Xie Xiaoyu who had the power to mobilize the Twelve Hunting Gods, but the Twelve Hunting Gods already had a plan to target the immortals who had reincarnated into the human world.

Liu Muqing spent all day trying to justify herself by claiming to be the reincarnation of an immortal, but she suffered the retribution of her identity.

"Smart, but no reward~"

Xu Gou answered with a smile, then let go of Xie Xiaoyu's hand and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, the sun and moon lost their radiance, and only Liu Muqing was left as a point of light.

Ok?

Xu Gou's smile froze. Liu Muqing, who had just been chatting with them, slowly turned into an ice sculpture, and her real body had already escaped thousands of miles away.

Magical power: Golden cicada escapes from its shell.

Magical power: within reach yet so far away.

This is a magical power that is not recorded in the data. Xuan Zixian has other means hidden.

"Chase!"

The aura of the fusion period has locked her firmly, which is equivalent to everything in the world watching her, and Xuan Zixian cannot escape.

Thousands of miles away, Liu Muqing used the skill "Meteor Chasing the Moon" and the magical power that can only be used after a period of time: So close yet so far away, and escaped with all her might.

"Senior Brother Xuanxiao, save me!"

While speeding, Liu Muqing took out the jade talisman corresponding to Xuan Xiao, trying to call for help, but the jade talisman was dim and could not transmit any message.

The Dog isolates herself from the surrounding world, and as long as it is within the range of her comprehension, she has no way of conveying information to the outside world.

"Damn it, I can only use my backhand."

As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. How could Liu Muqing, who has done so many bad things, be completely unprepared?

Xuanqing Mountain, secret room.

Mo Yun Qiu Shui, who was practicing "Qing Hui Lei Fa", opened his eyes blankly, and suddenly his pupils turned deep, and he stood up expressionlessly.

He walked to the door of the secret room and chanted towards the corresponding talismans:

"I am the only one who reigns supreme in the world."

This was the talisman password set by Liu Muqing. A faint flash of lightning appeared, and the door of the secret room burst open.

Mo Yun Qiu Shui quickly walked out of the room, took a storage bag from under Liu Muqing's bedside pillow, and found Li Zhiyun who was weeding in the herb garden.

"Fellow Daoist Zhiyun!"

"Ah! Who are you and how did you get in?"

Xuanqing Mountain is protected by a formation. Apart from Xuanqing, Xuan Zixian and Xie Xiaoyu who holds a special token, they can enter and exit freely.

Others who enter Xuanqing Mountain can only go halfway up the mountain. If they go any higher, they will be blocked by the formation and need someone to let them pass.

"The situation is urgent, please don't blame Fellow Daoist Zhiyun, Xuan Zixian is in trouble, please quickly go to Xuanxiao Mountain and inform Venerable Xuanxiao!"

As he spoke, Mo Yun Qiu Shui opened his storage bag, took out a stack of talismans from it, and found the ones that corresponded to Li Zhiyun.

Crushed and activated, the cry for help that Xuan Zixian had recorded several years in advance echoed in the air with a hint of childishness.

"Junior nephew Zhiyun, save me, Junior nephew Zhiyun, save me, Junior nephew Zhiyun, save me~"

After three times, the talisman completely dissipated. Mo Yun Qiu Shui bowed again and pleaded:

"Fellow Daoist Zhiyun, there is no time to lose, please save fellow Daoist Zixian!"

Although Li Zhiyun felt surprised, out of trust in Xuan Zixian, she nodded without hesitation:

"I'll go right away."

The flying sword came out of its sheath with a clang, and Li Zhiyun rode the flying sword, which was no longer shaking, straight towards Xuanxiao Mountain.

Mo Yun Qiu Shui let out a long sigh and put away the spare talisman in his hand, which not only recorded the request for help from Li Zhiyun.

There is also Xie Xiaoyu, eight senior brothers and sisters, and the shifted master Chi Hongxianren, who recorded different sentences according to different situations.

But at the moment, Li Zhiyun is the most appropriate person to ask for help, and she will not expose Mo Yun Qiu Shui's existence. I hope Xuan Xiao will be able to make it in time.

After returning to the secret room, Mo Yun Qiu Shui closed the door again and activated the sealing formation. Then he shivered all over and was at a loss again.

She didn't know what she had done, but her body had gotten used to it, and she just wanted to quickly practice Qing Hui Lei Fa to the third level.

Return to the Northern Territory and never come out again.

Reed grassland.

At the critical moment, Liu Muqing used the Reverse Universe to avoid being grabbed by the Dog, and then used the Star Shift to move herself back to Yemajian from thousands of miles away.

He then used his magical powers: he called the wind and rain, and blew the ice under the Yema Gorge up into the sky, causing snow and wind to cover the area for dozens of miles.

"What a cunning immortal, he can really run!"

Xu Gou lost the trace of Liu Muqing and stood without shadow, restraining all his breath, although the direction for thousands of miles was blocked by him.

But right under his nose, he couldn't find any trace of Liu Muqing.

"Envoy Que, use your pupil technique to find her out!"

Xu Gou turned his head and suddenly said to Xie Xiaoyu in the distant sky.

Xie Xiaoyu shook his head and explained lightly.

"I'm injured and can't perform."

Opening Zhaoye Purple Eye requires a lot of physical strength. Xie Xiaoyu has been suppressing his injuries and has no time to use his strength.

"Hey, what a hassle~"

Xu Gou pouted in dissatisfaction and instantly appeared beside Xie Xiaoyu, injecting a huge amount of spiritual power from the fusion period into her body, suppressing the evil spirit while healing her injuries.

With the help of external forces, Xie Xiaoyu's pupils turned into dark purple, and any material thing became illusory in front of her.

The purple pupils that shine at night can see through the darkness and break illusions. They can see the original energy emitted by spirits and can command hundreds of ghosts to roam at night.

"In that area!"

Xie Xiaoyu pointed to the side. She couldn't see Liu Muqing who was standing upright and invisible.

But she could see the wind and snow blowing across the sky, all around the spiritual energy, except for a vacuum there.

"Manniu, come here!"

Xu Gou shouted at the top of his voice, he was helping Xie Xiaoyu to perform the Night-Zhao Zi Tong and had no time to spare.

snort!

The ugly bull hunting god wearing a bull-head mask let out a dull and thick breath, and red steam emanated from his body, making him seem like a body-refining monk.

He just threw a punch in the direction Xie Xiaoyu pointed, and suddenly a large area of ​​space collapsed, and Xuan Zixian's thin and delicate figure fell like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, Xie Xiaoyu couldn't help but widen his eyes.