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"Master Xuehai attacked the Zhao family secretly, and Zhao Ding'an and Zhao Ding died!"

Fang Xiu learned from his incarnation that the real Blood Sea attacked the Zhao family's land last night. The Zhao family had no time to fully activate the formation and was caught off guard.

The entire Zhao family was shrouded in the bloody light cast by Master Xuehai.

The avatar cannot get in touch with Fang Xiu at all.

The quasi-third-level Red-trained Snake Puppet was only initially repaired. Zhao Dingan resisted desperately, but was still defeated by the Blood Sea Master.

Fortunately, Zhao Ding'an self-destructed the Red Snake Puppet, and some members of the Zhao family were able to escape.

The news of the battle attracted the attention of Guancheng. The three golden elixir masters from Guancheng came out and severely injured Xuehai Zhenren.

Originally, the incarnation was certain to die, but at the critical moment, Zhao Ding blocked a fatal blow for him and saved his life.

The Zhao family suffered a devastating blow, and the previously hostile families added insult to injury and sent out their clansmen one after another.

In the name of helping the Zhao family, he is actually hunting down the Zhao family.

At this moment, the incarnation was escaping into the aura desert with part of the Zhao family's inheritance and the soul-suppressing bell entrusted by Zhao Ding'an.

He is being chased by two mid-stage foundation-building monks and one late-stage foundation-building monk.

If it weren't for the 'Divine Wind Shuttle' talisman that Fang Xiu gave him at the beginning, which was incredibly fast, he might have been overtaken.

"Why did Master Xuehai take action against the Zhao family?"

Fang Xiu's face looked uncertain.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he put down the half-made puppet, left a transmission note, and hurriedly left Daquan Peak.

Fang Xiu fled at full speed regardless of the consumption of mana, almost traveling 30,000 to 40,000 miles a day, and his speed was comparable to that of the real person Fake Dan.

Being able to achieve such speed is all due to the Ivy Sword, a spiritual weapon that has been cultivated for many years.

The Ivy Sword was mixed with quasi-third-level Qingling Yuzhu. In non-combat conditions, the mana consumed was only half of the top soul magic weapon.

It only took Fang Xiu four days to reach the border of the spiritual energy desert less than a thousand miles north of Ziyu Immortal City.

at the same time.

Zhao Changqing, who was less than ten thousand miles away from him, stepped on a three-foot-long blue flying shuttle talisman.

In the sky, only a blue rainbow can be seen, passing through the clouds and fog.

Under Zhao Changqing's urging at all costs, the speed of the Divine Wind Shuttle Talisman was even close to Fang Xiu's escape speed using the Ivy Sword.

However, less than five miles behind Zhao Changqing, three foundation-building monks were driving a strange, dark-looking bird puppet in hot pursuit.

Suddenly, the divine wind shuttle talisman under Zhao Changqing became dim and his speed was greatly reduced.

As soon as his escape speed slowed down, the three people behind him quickly closed the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, don't run away! As long as you surrender, the three of us promise not to hurt your life. If you don't believe it, I can swear on my inner demon!"

The old man in green robe standing at the front of the dark strange bird said loudly.

The two middle-aged men behind him also echoed.

But Zhao Changqing turned a deaf ear and poured in mana desperately, trying to squeeze out the last bit of power from the divine wind shuttle talisman.

Whoosh!

Under the infusion of his mana, the aura of the Divine Wind Shuttle Talisman became brighter again, and its speed increased dramatically.

"Hmph! Looking for death!"

The old man in green robe showed a cold look on his face.

puff!

Before Zhao Changqing could escape thousands of miles away, the divine wind shuttle talisman under his body disappeared, and time turned into talisman paper and spontaneously ignited.

Zhao Changqing fell from mid-air. He forcibly stabilized his body, controlled the flying sword, a top-quality magical weapon, and fled towards the southwest again.

However, without the Divine Wind Shuttle Talisman, his speed was greatly reduced. No matter how hard he tried, he could not compare to the late-stage foundation-building monks.

What's more, the jet-black strange bird puppet controlled by the three people behind him is a simplified version of the famous 'Three-headed Owl' puppet, the 'One-headed Owl'.

The three-headed owl puppet can use the abilities of three attributes at the same time. It is a top-level third-level puppet, comparable to the overhaul of the peak golden elixir.

The simplified one-headed owl puppet is also a top-level second-level existence, and the one-headed owl puppet behind him is refined with wind attribute spiritual materials, and its speed is much faster than that of ordinary peak foundation-building monks.

Before Zhao Changqing could run a hundred miles, a beam of spiritual power erupted from the mouth of the Duo-headed Owl struck him.

Although he used the best magic weapon to block the blow, he was seriously injured and fell rapidly.

Finally, he fell to the ground from a height of more than ten meters, making a big hole in the sand.

"Don't kill them! Capture them alive!"

The leader of the old man in green robe ordered.

Two middle-aged men behind him lowered their escape lights and flew in the direction of the pit.

The two fell to the ground and looked at Zhao Changqing, who was lying motionless in the pit, and one of them stepped forward.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he determined that Zhao Changqing was unconscious, then reached out and grabbed his collar.

Buzz!

A black light suddenly lit up from Zhao Changqing's body.

"Hoarse one by one!!!"

The next moment, a sharp howl that seemed to be able to pierce the eardrums resounded through the space.

"Ah!" The middle-aged Foundation Establishment monk was caught off guard and felt his eardrums being torn, as if a sharp sword had pierced his brain. Severe pain emanated from the sea of ​​consciousness, and his eyes suddenly turned white.

puff!

A ginseng-like root of the demon tree sprang out from the black light and pierced the middle-aged foundation-building monk's brow.

The screams stopped abruptly.

"What?!" Another middle-aged foundation-building monk looked horrified.

Although he was also attacked by the demon tree's ghost thorns, he was relatively far away.

In addition, the demon tree in front of him only had a small part of its body, so it did not cause much damage to him.

Seeing his companion being killed instantly with one move, he was so frightened that he retreated and released his magic weapon to attack the magic tree.

"stop!"

At this time, the old man in green robe standing on the one-headed owl puppet shouted to stop, looking at the magic tree eagerly.

"But?!" The middle-aged foundation-building monk was surprised.

At this moment, the essence, blood, mana, and soul of another middle-aged foundation-building monk were absorbed by the demon tree, and his body turned into an empty shell, stacked on the sand.

The demon tree grew out of Zhao Changqing's body, and in a few breaths, it grew into a giant tree over five feet tall.

The blood-colored texture glowed with scarlet light, exuding a strange aura.

"It turned out to be...

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The old man in green robe jumped off the one-headed owl puppet, his face full of excitement.

The old man in green robe walked towards the demon tree, his eyes gradually glowed with a strange red light. The demon tree, which was originally hostile to him, seemed to be comforted in some way, and the vines dancing in the sky slowly hung down.

Gift!

Sharp sword energy emerged out of thin air, and five flying swords of white, green, black, red, and yellow handles exuding powerful spiritual pressure descended from the sky, attacking the middle-aged foundation-building monk and the green-robed old man with unparalleled power.

"Not good!" The middle-aged foundation-building monk's complexion changed drastically, and he took out a top-quality defensive weapon that looked like a copper bell.

As soon as the bronze bell grew in size and covered his body, it was hit by the green flying sword in front of him.

Click!

The ultimate defensive weapon, when faced with the cyan flying sword, was like paper. It collapsed at the first touch and broke into more than a dozen pieces.

puff!

The cyan flying sword passed through his heart without losing force, attacking the green-robed old man, followed closely by the other four flying swords.

"Soul magic weapon? There are some ways to do it."

The old man in green robe noticed Fang Xiu falling from the clouds.

The one-headed owl puppet opened its big mouth and sprayed out five beams of light in succession.

Clang, clang, clang!

The Taiyi Sword, Evil Soul Sword, Red Star Sword, and Evil Soul Sword were all repelled by the light beam.

Only the aura of the Ivy Sword surged, and after defeating the beam of light, it struck directly at the face of the green-robed old man again.

"It's not an ordinary spiritual weapon?!"

The old man in green robe retreated sharply, and an astonishing red light suddenly bloomed from his body, which was beyond the scope of the late stage of foundation building.

"Hmph!" Fang Xiu's expression changed slightly, and he immediately activated the fourth page of the Book of Destiny and received the blessing of false elixir and divine consciousness.

Launched the Ghost Sting.

"Pfft!" The old man in green robe's sharply rising breath quickly fell down, like a deflated rubber ball.

Vomiting blood.

The next moment, his face became distorted, and it was as if there was a living thing squirming under his skin, suffering indescribable pain.

Expansion!

The body of the old man in green robe exploded directly, and the remains of his body were absorbed by a lantern-sized bloody light group.

Buzz!

The bloody light group the size of a lantern turned into a blurry figure, opened its arms, and eerie red light shot out from the sky.

Fang Xiu noticed something was wrong and immediately retreated. He took a stack of protective mysterious lights on his body and threw out a stack of Three Ultimate Gang Jin Talismans, but his body was still illuminated by the blood light.

"Um?!"

Fang Xiu felt the energy and blood surging all over his body, and he had a strange feeling of being out of his body.

He immediately activated his heart, forced down the boiling blood, and controlled the five-element flying sword to surround the blurry figure formed by the bloody light group.

Puff puff puff!

The flying sword plunged into the bloody figure, but it didn't seem to touch the entity.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xiu laid out the Five Elements Transformation Spirit Formation.

"Five Elements Transformation Array? Eight Phases of the Universe? Are you a descendant of the Han family?!"

The bloody figure made a low and hoarse voice, seeming a little surprised.

"You don't seem to have the blood of the Han family in you...::...Forget it, I'll find out when I capture you alive."

brush!

The bloody figure disappeared from the place almost like a flash, appeared directly above the demon tree clone, and the next moment, it merged into the main trunk of the demon tree.

Fang Xiu was shocked to find that the connection between the Demon Tree clone and him was gradually weakening.

He activated the fifth page of the Book of Destiny, released the Demonic Tree itself, and swept towards the Demonic Tree clone.

"There are still more?!"

The voice of a bloody figure came from the demon tree clone.

"Well done!"

The demon tree clone did not retreat but moved forward, colliding with the demon tree itself.

The avatar merged with the main body, and the aura of the Demonic Tree's main body skyrocketed, climbing from the mid-second-order peak to the late-second-order peak in one breath, only one step away from the fake elixir realm.

"Junior, it seems that I still have it.

"Come back!" Fang Xiu activated the fourth and fifth pages of the Book of Destiny with all his strength.

Whoosh!

An invisible suction force emerged from his body.

"What is this?! Ah Yiyi!" The bloody figure was shocked and confused, and was sucked into Fang Xiu's body along with the demon tree itself, and merged into the fifth page of the Book of Destiny.

The bloody figure struggled desperately, but was suppressed by the Book of Destiny.

At this time, a purple light group floated out from the fifth page of the Book of Destiny.

[Lord: Fang Xiu (Level 3)]

[Borrower: Wang Tianba]

[Talent: Puppet Specialization]

[Grade: Purple·Level 4]

[Effect: Before learning the art of puppetry reaches the third level, the proficiency growth rate is increased by 300%; with the improvement of the art of puppetry, the requirement for cultivation is reduced by one level (can be improved)]

Fang Xiu began to check the memory of the bloody figure.

"Blood God Tribulation!"

"Blood God Son!"

"The descendants of the Han family... are just clones?"