The only way

Lingchu turned into a stream of light, and quickly left in the opposite direction of Fumodu.

On the way, from time to time, he took out a blue feather, flapped it lightly, and easily opened the space in front of him, and then got into the space crack without looking back.

Before the crack healed, a looming figure appeared out of the crack strangely. A pair of hands stretched straight into the crack and pulled hard to the sides. The crack that was about to disappear was torn open again.

Immediately afterwards, this treacherous figure buried his head and rushed into this space crack, and disappeared together with Lingchu's figure.

A hundred miles away, Lingchu's figure suddenly appeared on a mountain peak full of jagged and strange rocks.

The cyan feather in her hand disappeared with the appearance of Lingchu's figure, and turned gray-white, like a faded picture scroll, then withered little by little, and finally turned into fly ash and disappeared in Lingchu. in the hands of the beginning.

Arriving here suddenly, Lingchu did not relax his vigilance, but scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense to make sure that there were no other hidden dangers, and there were no pursuers behind him, so he was slightly relieved.

The pain from being burned by the formation is also evident at this moment, and the originally exquisite skirt is now tattered and dull, Lingchu frowned, and with a thought, the robe on his body has been changed .

Just after changing the dress, Lingchu's spiritual consciousness suddenly moved, ignoring the injuries on his body, and instantly soared into the air, a ray of glazed flames sprang up in his hands, this ray of flames looked very weak, as if he had breathed lightly, It can be easily blown away.

However, such a seemingly weak flame made the space around the flame slightly distorted.

The figure who had failed in the sneak attack let out a slight exclamation, and looked at the ray of flames with apprehension.

Lingchu looked at this looming figure hidden in the air, a sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth, and his brows and eyes were filled with anger, "I thought the saint was an upright person, but I never thought her methods would be so unbearable."

Now that the sneak attack has been discovered, there is no need to hide it. The demons who were sent to kill Lingchu slowly appeared. He looked like a young man in his twenties, with long gray hair and gray eyes. There was a strong sense of death.

And the undisguised coercion of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Lingchu's eyes were alert, and the glazed fire in his hand swayed quietly, also exuding a terrifying pressure.

"This is a strange fire?" The gray-haired and gray-eyed demon cultivator looked greedily at the glazed fire in Lingchu's hand, showing a cruel smile, "I didn't expect such a small task to have such a surprise. "

Obviously, this demon cultivator planned to kill Lingchu, and then occupy the glazed fire in Lingchu's hand.

Different flames are born naturally, regardless of spiritual power or demonic energy, even in the west land, there are many mutant flames with impressive power.

Although the glazed fire in Lingchu's hand has not been touched yet, the coercion alone can be seen to be unusual, and the gray-haired demons are naturally very interested.

"Yin Ziluo only sent you one? Why, are you looking down on me?" Lingchu didn't care about the self-confidence of the demons in front of him at all, and instead asked with a smile.

The gray-haired demon frowned, and finally looked at Lingchu with his dead eyes, "It's just a small low-level monk, it's your honor to take action with this deity."

"That's it." Lingchu nodded thoughtfully, and scanned the surroundings again with his divine sense, confirming that there was no second demon figure in such a long time, and then smiled slightly, "Then you, maybe I can't go back."

As soon as the words fell, countless formation patterns lit up under the feet of one person and one demon, and the surrounding jagged rocks buzzed. The countless strange stones took off their gray shells, revealing the complex formation patterns hidden inside.

Where is the rugged hill here, it is clearly a large formation!
The pupils of the gray-haired demons shrank, and they subconsciously rushed to Lingchu. As long as they killed the formation master who set up the formation, without the formation that the formation master was operating, they would naturally collapse.

But he was still a step too late.

The scene in front of him was still this mountain with strange rocks, but at this moment, he was alone on this mountain.

As for Lingchu, he disappeared before his eyes.

The gray-haired demons are not low-level, and they know that they have fallen into the formation, and they can see that the formation is not simple. At first, when he was sent to kill Lingchu, he didn't pay much attention to it. It was only because of the strange fire that he became greedy, so he took a step too late to start.

But I didn't expect that a formation had been laid here long ago.

The gray-haired demons are very convinced that this formation was set up in advance, not temporarily. No matter how bad he is, he is still a demon cultivator at the Nascent Soul realm. A monk at the Jindan realm cannot arrange it under his nose. Formation, not to mention such a formation cannot be arranged in a short time.

It's a trap!
Whether it's running away, or the strange fire, or the gesture just now, it's all fake!

The gray-haired demon has lived for hundreds of years, so he is naturally not stupid. In just a few breaths, he thought everything through!
In an instant, the gray-haired demon's heart was filled with anger. He thought of another formation master that the saint said. The escape of Qing Yu in front of him was a trap. What about the other formation master who let Qing Yu go?

The gray-haired demons were cold-hearted. Although in the plan of the saint, these two formation masters were useless abandoned sons, but what if that side was also a trap?

With a serious look on his face, regardless of being trapped in the formation, the gray-haired demon took out a mirror and wanted to contact Yin Ziluo.

However, no matter how he cast spells, the mirror was always quiet and there was no movement.

The expression of the gray-haired demon changed again, and he took out a jade token from his pocket. His expression flashed fiercely, and he crushed the jade token without hesitation, but none of the scenes that should have appeared appeared. It just shattered quietly, no different from ordinary jade tokens.

This is his natal jade card. Once the jade card is broken, the last moment before the jade card shatters will be passed on to his other natal jade card.

But the gray-haired demons could clearly sense that his two natal jade cards had been completely cut off.

"Don't struggle anymore. My formation is called Prisoner Heaven Jedi Formation. In this formation, no news can be spread."

Lingchu's voice faintly resounded in the formation, with a very obvious smile.

"Your formation can only trap me for a while, and when I get out, I will surely tear you to pieces!" In the formation, the gray-haired demons looked stern.

"Do you think you can get out alive?"

After the last word fell, Lingchu's voice was filled with killing intent.