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"White Crown Clan monk, what a coincidence," Wang Hao had pretended to be a White Crown Clan monk before, and now it was a fake meeting the real one!

Wang Hao continued to watch the battle and decided to wait and see. The traitor must have accurate information to find him. The Holy Son of the Fire Phoenix Clan must be nearby, and he might be watching the battle from a distance!

Although the White Crown Clan monks had some advantages with their sharp magic weapons, they could not end the battle quickly under the desperate efforts of the bird, and the situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

After a few breaths, the male cultivator of the White Crown Clan was the first to recover. He grinned, waved the bone knife in his hand, and rushed towards the bird!

But at this moment, a bright fire suddenly appeared in the distance. Before they could react, a fire feather shot into the bird's body, instantly turning the bird into a huge fireball!

"Here comes the Holy Son of the Fire Phoenix Clan," Wang Hao narrowed his eyes and observed carefully. From this move, the Holy Son of the Fire Phoenix Clan was extraordinary. It was a sixth-level mid-grade flying bird. Even if it was injured, not many people could kill it with one blow!

"Looking at his cultivation, he has just entered the middle stage of the Void Refining Cultivation. The traitor made a good arrangement!"

The Holy Son must not be treated as an ordinary Void Refining Cultivator. The traitor's move obviously also meant to test himself. If he couldn't kill the Holy Son even though he was one level higher, the other party would obviously not continue to cooperate with him.

Wang Hao didn't have much pressure. He went all out, and dared to fight with the cultivators in the early stage of the Fusion. He really didn't take a mere Holy Son in the middle stage of the Void Refining Cultivation Cultivation seriously.

There was only one thing. If the other party died, wouldn't his clan know? Human cultivators often leave soul lamps in their families or sects. Don't the Feiling Clan have similar means?

There is no need to worry about impersonation. Wang Hao has many disguise techniques to use. With the transformation method provided by the traitor, it is difficult for the Mahayana cultivators to find clues.

In addition, there is not a good opportunity to take action, so Wang Hao decided to continue to lurk.

When the bird died, the two White Crown Clan cultivators were not happy but surprised. After seeing the person clearly, they immediately showed a look of fear on their faces. They flapped their wings behind them and fled from here!

"If you two young generals don't want to die, stay with this Saint!"

A flash of fire, a red figure blocked the escape route of the White Crown Clan cultivators!

"Saint Son of the Fire Phoenix Clan?" Feeling the breath of the person in front of her, the White Crown Clan female cultivator couldn't help swallowing her saliva and said with a dry throat!

"This Saint Son, I wonder if you need us to serve you?"

The White Crown Clan male cultivator knew that he couldn't escape, so he immediately bowed his hands in panic and asked.

The Feiling Clan is just a general term. They are not harmonious internally, and mutual hatred often occurs. Only when there is a clan war, all the Feiling Clan will unite together.

Swish! Four more escape lights flashed, and four Fire Phoenix Clan cultivators in the middle stage of the Refining Void came and surrounded the two in the middle!

"Hmph, you are sensible. This Saint Son asks you, have you seen a monk or a human cultivator in the past few days?"

"No, we didn't see anything!" The female cultivator blurted out!

Hearing this, the male cultivator's face changed, and he looked up at the Fire Phoenix Clan Saint Son. Sure enough, he saw the murderous intent on his face, and hurriedly said: "I have seen it, I have seen it, my Taoist partner was frightened and didn't remember it. Before that, the two of us saw a bald monk running hurriedly, as if he was avoiding something!"

"Hmph, you dare to play tricks with this Saint Son? Yao Ren, Yao Biao, do it!"

The Saint Son sneered and ordered the cultivators on the side!

Upon hearing this, the man said nothing and sent out a ray of light to cover the two of them. He then began to perform the soul-searching technique after his magic power condensed.

The White Crown Clan cultivator was only in the early stage of the Void Refining Realm, so how could he be his opponent? After struggling for a moment, he let out a shrill cry.

Soon, the Fire Phoenix Clan cultivator named Yao Chen took the lead in abandoning the male White Crown Clan cultivator whose soul had been shattered, and bowed his hands and said, "Son of the Holy Spirit, I have not found any clues about the thief who stole the Spirit Cave Map!"

"I have not found any either," another person also replied a little slower.

Upon hearing this, the Son of the Holy Spirit's face suddenly became extremely ugly. It turned out that he had obtained a treasure map of the True Spirit Cave, but the news was leaked before he could even warm it up, and later someone even stole it with audacity!

He is the Son of the Holy Spirit. How can he save his face after such a thing happened? More importantly, the elders of the clan are likely to think that he is unteachable and deprive him of his status as the Son of the Holy Spirit.

The Fire Phoenix Clan is a large clan, with more than one Saint Son, but ten Saint Sons, and ten Saint Daughters!

Only two of these twenty people will be selected in the end to get the opportunity to advance to the fusion, and the competition pressure is huge!

"Saint Son, the Soul Locking Plate sensed several spiritual fluctuations, which are likely to be spiritual caves. Look..."

If he can find the spiritual cave first and get the true spiritual relics, he still has room for salvation, and may even be more valued by the elders. If he can't find it... He felt numb at the thought of this!

"You go and check separately. The monk is probably not nearby, maybe he is hiding. Don't worry about him for now, and try your best to find the spiritual cave!"

The Saint Son ordered with a serious face!

"Subordinates obey the order," the four Fire Phoenix Clan spirit generals responded in unison, and then each turned into a beam of light and went in different directions.

Seeing the four people disappearing rapidly in the sky, the Saint Son suddenly showed a fierce look on his face and said to himself: "Damn it, it happened to me. Who is hurting me, Jiang Li? Or Jiang Niao."

There is competition among their saints, so naturally their relationship will not be too harmonious. It is common for them to trip each other up. As long as they don't go too far and are caught by others, the elders don't care at all.

"Could it be those bastards from the Wuguang Clan and the Tianpeng Clan? It's so hateful!"

There are a lot of dirty things inside. There is more competition among these big clans. The Tianpeng Clan is the strongest and has always wanted to kick their Fire Phoenix Clan out of the twelve main branches and annex them.

In order to protect themselves, the Fire Phoenix Clan can only unite with other big clans to fight against the Tianpeng Clan, but the so-called partners are not close. The Wuguang Clan also has its own little tricks. There is no way. Who made their Fire Phoenix Clan weaker and weaker? Now it is a piece of fat meat, and everyone wants to take a bite!

"No, I have to make plans early and tell Elder Jiang about this first. Humph, if you dare to attack me, don't blame me for calculating you!"

After secretly cursing his bad luck, the saint was about to set up the escape light and chase after a subordinate!

But as soon as he turned around, his eyes widened instantly, and he looked at his chest with disbelief!

In the blink of an eye, a five-colored light appeared on his chest, and the fire on his body dimmed instantly!

"Cough... cough..." He seemed to want to say something, but the blood gushing out of his mouth made him unable to say a word.

It turned out that death felt like this. The two White Crown Clan monks just now were probably the same. Before his vision dimmed, the Holy Son couldn't help but flash this thought, is this a tit for tat?

The next moment, his body exploded into pieces, exploding into a large ball of blood mist, and the surging spiritual waves surged around.

At this time, a barely detectable escape light suddenly appeared from the blood mist and fled straight to the distant sky.

This escape light was the Holy Son's Nascent Soul. He knew that he could quietly destroy his physical body, and it was impossible to miss his Nascent Soul. The other party kept it, most likely to search his soul!

Thinking of this, his escape speed increased a few points, regardless of consumption!

However, how could he escape? A cold wind blew, and the whole sky and earth darkened. Looking up, he saw a huge black ghost hand had appeared in the sky. A strong suction force came from it, making him fly towards the palm of the ghost hand involuntarily!