I am in the world of immortal cultivation

Qin Shu dispersed the two skeletons, carefully guarding against the attacks that might come out of the blood mist around her at any time.

At the same time, her spiritual sense gradually penetrated into the scarlet soil, trying to find other skeletons that might be hidden in it, or... the mastermind behind controlling these skeletons.

"Quite vigilant." The evil cultivator hiding in the dark thought to himself.

However, in front of his blood mist, it is useless to be vigilant.

These blood mists are mixed with his special spiritual energy that has been refined. These blood mists cannot block spiritual sense, but they can help him hide his tracks.

Qin Shu searched around and gradually frowned.

It's quite hidden. Her spiritual sense can still spread to a radius of 500 miles under the influence of these blood mists, thanks to the big snake. Ordinary cultivators simply cannot have such a long attack range, and this evil cultivator cannot control these skeletons from 500 miles away. He must be near her.

But... where is he hiding?

Qin Shu raised her head and scanned the sky again. These blood mists could not only affect her consciousness, but also her vision.

She calmed down. Since she couldn't find out from a macroscopic perspective, she could look at it from a microscopic perspective.

As we all know, blood mist is also composed of tiny blood beads.

The smaller the unit of blood beads, the more factors that can affect it.

Whether it is the breeze or the fallen leaves, or even a slight breath...

When she calmed down, the shape of the blood mist that was originally suspended around her became more obvious, and all the fluctuations of the blood beads were traceable.

But the strange thing is that she can detect several other skeletons hidden in this blood mist, but still can't find the trace of the evil cultivator.

Maybe this person really has some hidden means that are different from ordinary people.

Just when she was about to clean up these skeletons hidden everywhere, she suddenly made a new discovery.

She opened her eyes and looked up at the air.

She saw clearly just now that a few drops of blood mist suddenly split in half there.

Without further ado, she attacked instantly, and a stream of spiritual energy shot towards the target.

At the moment of the collision of the purple air, she saw a thin silk thread.

Puppet master?

No wonder these skeletons were obviously just dead, and there was no trace of sacrifice on their bodies, but they could still listen to him so much.

It turned out that everything was caused by these silk threads.

In this case, there is really no need to use the hammer.

She took out the Zixiao White Jade Sword with her backhand and weighed it in her hand.

One sword, it seems not enough...

Xie Zheng, who was hiding in the dark, was staring at Qin Shu's movements. When he saw that she had discovered the silver thread hidden in the blood mist, he was about to adjust the direction of the silver thread, and the next moment he heard a burst of breaking air.

Ten thousand swords were fired at the same time.

This was the first time Qin Shu used this trick. If she had not broken through the Nascent Soul stage now, it would not be so easy to control eighty-one swords at the same time.

Eighty-one swords pierced through the blood mist, and the colorful sword lights lit up at the same time. Not to mention the hidden silver threads, even the blood mist disappeared under the impact of the sword energy.

Although this move is useful, it also has its sequelae.

The colorful sword light burst out in an instant, and others thought that some great treasure was born here!

Qin Shu herself knew that this time the movement was big, and she had to fight quickly.

Fortunately, her move broke the blood mist, and the cultivator who had been hiding his body with the blood mist was also revealed.

It turned out to be a hunched old man who looked very thin, which was very rare in the world of immortal cultivation.

Because of the nourishment of spiritual energy, not to mention the cultivators, even ordinary spiritual rice here is two circles larger than that of the mortal world. Such a thin cultivator is indeed too rare.

Qin Shu had seen the sixth old man of the dwarf tribe before, and knew that the dwarf tribe did not look like this, so she made a bold guess.

Could this person have ascended from the mortal world?

If that's the case, missing the growth cycle may indeed make you shorter.

However, there is almost no spiritual energy in the mortal world, and the possibility of normal ascension is basically zero.

"You are quite capable." The old man in front of him spoke.

His voice was very strange, just like the harsh sound of a door that has been in disrepair for a long time when it is pushed open. Qin Shu felt uncomfortable subconsciously with just one sentence.

She gathered her mind and figured out that he must have used some kind of sound attack. It was not a very clever method, but as long as it was slightly disturbed during the attack, the effect was significant.

Qin Shu never had a good impression of this kind of evil cultivator, and was unwilling to talk nonsense with him.

She put away eighty of the eighty-one swords, leaving only one purple jade sword.

Just now she found that she couldn't control the little green sword in her dantian, so she pushed the purple jade sword up to make up eighty-one.

As soon as she started, the sword intent enveloped her. This evil cultivator didn't expect that this person was actually a sword cultivator, and a sword cultivator who had comprehended the way of the sword.

Clearly, the weapon she used when she appeared just now was an iron hammer, or are all the righteous sword cultivators so good at hiding their weaknesses now?

He sneered and moved his hands quickly. The silver thread that was originally broken could be seen extending along his fingertips again.

As he moved, three more corpses suddenly rose into the air from the fallen leaves on the ground. Qin Shu frowned and quickly launched an attack before him.

The first move of the Haomiao Sword Technique, a sword light went straight to the face of the evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator quickly dodged, and the sword light cut half of his shoulder.

However, before Qin Shu could make the second move, the three corpses shrank rapidly as if their blood and qi had been drained out, and blood mist filled her body again.

This evil cultivator's body movements were quite special. From a certain perspective, these blood mists were equivalent to his domain. In his domain, no one could detect his existence.

It was just that his blood mist was easier to break than the real domain.

Qin Shu formed seals with both hands, and just as she moved, her expression suddenly changed.

"Escaped? So cowardly?"

As soon as she loosened her hands, the mark that had just appeared disappeared.

She raised her eyes and locked onto a direction, only to see that her originally black eyes gradually turned purple, and the next moment she chased in the direction where the man fled.

If she hadn't been more careful, this time he might have really run away.

Before, she had envied You Zijin's thousand-mile tracking technique, but she had no suitable reason to learn it from him.

So, she wondered if there was a similar tracking method.

After spending so much time in the Transmission Hall, she actually found a little trick.

This little trick can't even be called a magic, it's just a simple way to track your own spiritual energy.

After learning this, Qin Shu would leave a tiny spiritual energy every time she launched an attack. Coupled with the special nature of her purple spiritual energy, it was perfect for tracking at this time.