Immortal Path Evergreen

After the four discussed, because Lu Hongniang and Luo Ziyan were injured and could not do anything, Zhang Zhixuan asked Qingchan to keep an eye on the substitute puppet, and he personally escorted the two to a relatively large city of immortal cultivators and rented a cave for them to recuperate.

After settling the two, Zhang Zhixuan immediately reunited with Qingchan and prepared to stay next to the substitute puppet and wait.

After waiting for about half a month, it was found that the person who came to retrieve the substitute puppet was only a foundation-building cultivator, who seemed to be from a small family nearby.

Seeing this scene, Qingchan was a little depressed and said: "Brother Zhixuan, it seems that Taoist Hong is quite cautious and will not come out in person. What should we do next?"

"Follow this person, I want to see where Taoist Hong is hiding?"

Although Huoshan City is large in scale, there is no teleportation array in the city. The spiritual veins here are relatively concentrated, and most of the people stationed nearby are casual cultivators. There are also Yuanying cultivators stationed on the top of the mountain, so there is no need to build a teleportation array.

Focusing on the clue of the substitute puppet, Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan were like two hunting snakes, hiding firmly outside Huoshan City, ready to wait for Hong Daoren to come out and find an opportunity to attack.

Unexpectedly, Hong Daoren was a cautious and cunning old fox. After the substitute puppet was damaged, he knew that one of Zhang Liu must have a higher spiritual consciousness and magical power than him, so he hid in the city and did not go down the mountain for five years, making Zhang Zhixuan's preparation useless.

In the past five years, Zhang Zhixuan and the others hid outside Huoshan City. Just to maintain their cultivation, they needed to consume about 30,000 spiritual stones.

They also had to refine spiritual stones to improve their magic power, and the spiritual stones consumed were even more.

Seeing that the time was getting closer and closer to exploring the ruins of Tianyuan Sect, Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan could only choose to give up seeking revenge on Hong Daoren.

Just as the two were discussing and preparing to return to the sect, the opportunity suddenly came.

Zhang Zhixuan and his partner spent a lot of money in the wilderness. Although Hong Daoren could practice peacefully in Huoshan City, he had to rent a cave every year, which cost a lot of money. Renting a cave for Jindan-stage cultivators in Huoshan City would cost at least 3,000 spirit stones a year. Although this amount of spirit stones was nothing to Hong Daoren, he had a mission to come to Nanyazhou, and it was impossible for him to be trapped in Huoshan for the rest of his life.

Seeing that five years had passed and the limelight had passed, Hong Daoren was also preparing to quietly leave Huoshan and go to the Wanfa Sect of Qi State to find the Yinhun Crystal, and then refine a fifth-level puppet beast.

Hong Daoren's figure and appearance could not be hidden even with the disguise technique. If he used the illusion technique, he could not hide it from Zhang Zhixuan and his partner who had refined the purple qi divine light. Because he practiced the technique of enhancing his spiritual consciousness, his whole figure had long become skin and bones.

As soon as he got off the mountain, he was spotted by Zhang Zhixuan and his wife, who followed him quietly.

Qingchan's spiritual sense was superior to his, and he could keep an eye on this person's footsteps outside his spiritual sense monitoring range. Even if he flew on a sword, the two of them could take turns to use the Thousand Miles Aura Vision Technique to follow him hundreds of miles away.

After quietly following Hong Daoren for a long time, they saw that they were already more than ten thousand miles away from Huoshan. At this distance, even if a fierce fight occurred, it would be difficult for a Yuanying cultivator to see clearly.

Moreover, their fight was because of the enmity between the two sides, and Huoshan's Yuanying ancestors would not be in a hurry to intervene.

Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan were wearing invisibility talismans and hiding in the air. With the help of their internal mana, they instantly increased their escape light.

Qingchan frantically urged her mana to bless herself with a fifth-level wind escape talisman. In addition, the Shenxingzhou she had sacrificed was a fifth-level flying magic weapon. In an instant, her escape light surpassed that of a ninth-level Jindan cultivator, almost reaching about 50% of that of a Yuanying cultivator.

Before Hong Daoist could react, Qingchan was less than a hundred miles away from him.

When he found that the light behind him was coming towards him, Hong Daoist's face changed and he immediately sped up.

He had sharp eyes and looked back to find two lights coming towards him from the left and right.

The light on the left was less than a hundred miles away from him, and the one on the right was a little further away, but it was also about three hundred miles away.

A distance of three hundred miles would take less than a cup of tea for a Jindan cultivator.

Although he reacted quickly, Qingchan's speed was even faster. In less than half an hour, Qingchan was less than ten miles away from him and entered the attack range of Jindan cultivators, while Zhang Zhixuan was left behind by him for five hundred miles because of his lack of mana.

Seeing that Qingchan had caught up, Hong Daoist spread his sleeves and released his fifth-level puppet beast, then raised his shoulders and released a sword light, slashing at Qingchan's head.

A colorful cloud flew up from Qingchan's body, instantly protecting him firmly.

The colorful clouds released waves of colorful energy, and Taoist Hong failed to break the protection of the shield with two consecutive attacks.

The protective magic weapon on Qingchan's body was very good. Ordinary magic weapons and flying swords could not attack it, but Qingchan could release magic weapons from the inside out to fight. If he did not break the protection of the colorful flags of Tiangangqi, he would win or lose. Once Zhang Zhixuan came up, Taoist Hong thought he was no match for him.

Taoist Hong was also an old fox who had practiced Taoism for many years and had accumulated a lot of spiritual objects.

Especially a Qingxiao Thunderbolt, which was specially used to break various kinds of energy. Unfortunately, this magic weapon was a one-time magic weapon. Although Taoist Hong had experienced several dangers, he was reluctant to release it.

Now the situation was critical. Taoist Hong knew that if he hesitated a little, he would die at the hands of his enemies, and even the treasures in his storage bag would fall into the hands of the enemy.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, his hands were very fast.

He stretched out his hand and wiped the storage bag, and a fist-sized green mud ball appeared in Hong Daoren's hand.

Hong Daoren urged his magic power, and a green light was released immediately. This green light moved flexibly and released a green dragon. Wherever it went, the seven-color Gang Qi dissipated instantly, and even a hole was left on the seven-color Tiangang flag. Next time he wants to use it, he has to find someone to repair it.

After breaking the seven-color Tiangang, Hong Daoren's face was not happy at all. He had already fought with Zhang Zhixuan and the others once using a substitute puppet. He was not completely ignorant of their methods.

"This couple is vicious, the man is better, I think I can deal with him.

But this female cultivator, although her cultivation is not very high, her experience and means are far superior to mine. This kind of cultivator is either an old fox who has turned from a Yuanying to a calamity, or a seed of a god who is hard to find in ten thousand years and is born good at fighting.

No matter which one? I am far from being a match.

If I had known this, I shouldn't have been greedy that day, let alone risk following them. As a result, I was tricked by them today. I don't know if I have a chance to break out of the siege and find a way to survive?"

Hong Daoist suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and while Qingchan's defensive magic weapon was damaged, he immediately released a crescent-shaped blue flying sword. This magic weapon was extremely sharp and could transform into dozens of sword lights, slashing at Qingchan from all directions.

At the same time, he took out a talisman and sat cross-legged. The talisman glowed red and contained a trace of powerful power. It seemed that the power was even better than the thunderbolt he had just released.