"No need, the strange phenomena here have spread throughout southern Xinjiang now, and it is impossible to block the news again, so it is better to use it instead of killing it."

Hua Wuqi, wearing a black shirt, looked at the low-level monks who were obviously frightened but refused to leave not far away with a smile, shook his head slightly.

At this moment, Hua Wuxin, who discovered the strange phenomenon at the first time and came to explore, flew away with his fellow disciples.

"Great Elder!" The junior brother Yu bowed and bowed to Hua Wuqi.

"Old man, you hurriedly brought a few elders to you. Is there really something good below?"

Hua Wuxin asked carelessly without knowing what etiquette is.

Hua Wuqi was old and loved Hua Wuxin, his biological son, very much. No matter how he was making trouble, he would not be willing to beat and scold him. But at this moment, he really couldn't help it.

The elder of the Poison Saint Sect twitched slightly and said with anger:

"Wuxin, you immediately organize those low-level monks and find the place where the seal is broken as soon as possible."

"Ah, this matter is easy to deal with. Just give me some spirit stones."

Hua Wuxin patted her chest and promised.

Most of the monks here are from the Foundation Establishment Stage, with four Nascent Soul Elders standing here. As long as they spend a not-so-large amount of spirit stones, they can serve willingly.

"Yeah, go and do it quickly!"

Hua Wuqi nodded, took off a storage bag from her waist, and fetched a spirit stone from the other storage bag that looked much more advanced, and threw it to Hua Wuxin.

"Hehe, the old man is quite generous!"

Hua Wuxin inserted his spiritual sense into the bag and saw the number of spirit stones clearly, and he was a little surprised.

Then, he did not do anything immediately, but leaned the storage bag against his waist, took nearly half of it before throwing it to the monk named Yu next to him.

"You two, follow Junior Brother Yu to do business, hurry up!"

Perhaps because he felt that only one monk named Yu was not enough, Hua Wuxin ordered two fellow disciples of Jiedan who were among Hua Wuqi and others and went to help.

"Senior Brother Hua, you..."

The monk surnamed Yu was stunned at this moment. What did he see? Why did someone openly embezzle the sect's spirit stones in public?!

"Hehe, do you think that my senior brother is quite like a father? Be more low-key. When you inherit the Poison Saint Sect for your brother, you will keep you healthy and delicious!"

Hua Wuxin patted the monk surnamed Yu on the shoulder and scratched his head and encouraged him.

"Ah! The unspoken son!"

"Bang!"

Hua Wuqi finally couldn't help it, and slapped Hua Wuxin into Wuming Lake with a slap. Then he raised his right palm and a ball of black spirit ball condensed.

"Oh, senior brother, don't worry, he is unintentional... He is unintentional, so let him spare this time!"

"Calm down!"

The other three Nascent Soul monks from the Poison Saint Sect hurriedly stopped him and persuaded him.

After a small episode, the monk surnamed Yu and others quickly convinced hundreds of foundation-building monks here and asked them to find the underground seal gap together.

Apart from some complaints about the stinginess of the Poison Saint Sect, these foundation-building monks have no complaints. After all, since there are already Nascent Soul monks here, no matter how good the treasures in the seal are, it is not their turn to enjoy them. It is better to earn some spirit stones.

After seven days, more than a thousand monks were around Wuming Lake, and even more than ten monks were added!

However, the most eye-catching one among them was Hua Wuqi. After all, the other Nascent Soul monks came alone, and only the four of them were in groups.

"Great Elder, we have searched most of the underground seals. The only clue at the moment is to find a illusion array more than twenty miles away from this. I believe that the 80-minute cover of the seal is probably the gap.

I have sent disciples who are proficient in formations to break this formation with all my strength, but the formation is arranged extremely well, and I am afraid it will take some time."

The monk surnamed Yu reported back with a tired look on his face, and he devoted himself to this matter.

"Well, it's a good job, it's a craftsman. If you don't want to take care of it in the future, you need more care!

But please be careful not to let the other monks discover your actions, and continue to search for gaps on the surface. Go!"

Hua Wuqi, who had green stripes on her face, looked at the monk surnamed Yu with admiration, encouraged and ordered.

"yes!"

The monk surnamed Yu restrained the ecstasy in his heart, responded and immediately took out a earth escape talisman, and disappeared into the ground.

At this time, the black-faced elder suddenly spoke:

"Senior Brother Hua doesn't have to worry too much. There are no monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul stage in southern Xinjiang. There are four of us here. These Nascent Soul monks who come here alone are not afraid of it.

Since the founding of this sect, we have been following the traces of Kunwu Mountain. Sumeru Sect and Huaxian Sect will never have our reaction."

This time, the Poison Saint Sect dispatched four mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to bring their family background. If the other two sects do not make up their minds, they will not be able to threaten them.

"With that being said, if you delay it for a long time, it will definitely attract people from the ten major sects of the righteous and demons, so you must be quick-witted."

Hua Wuqi said with a smile between his eyebrows. He was a big bet this time. If something happened to the four of them here, the Poison Saint Sect would definitely plummet and would no longer be famous for the three major sects in southern Xinjiang.

Infected by Hua Wuqi's worry, his three junior brothers couldn't help but look solemn, but suddenly they all exclaimed lightly and looked towards the horizon.

I saw a flash of spiritual light in the distance, and a large cloud of gray mist appeared out of thin air, flying towards Wuming Lake, with an extremely fast speed!

Hua Wuqi and the other two swept their spiritual senses and sensed the huge spiritual pressure without any concealment in the fog, and their faces changed.

The fog ball reached the sky above Wuming Lake in a few breaths, and then it exploded with a "bang", showing five faint white shadows, each with blurred faces and still standing still.

"Five sons are the same demon!"

Hua Wuqi shouted in disbelief.

"It's really a five-son demon! It is said that only the great elder of Yinluo Sect, the old demon Qian, has successfully practiced this demon. Could it be that he is here!"

The black-faced elder exclaimed with a blue face and looked around.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hmph! The old demon has cultivated this magic skill to the realm of transformation and can possess it on any of the five demons. He has come!"

Hua Wuqi explained the terribleness of the old demon magic skill in one mouthful, staring at the Five Sons' Demonic Way hundreds of feet away with fear.

"Hehe, who is Gan Moudao? It turns out that he is Brother Hua from the Poison Saint Sect. No wonder he is so familiar with the Five Son Demon."

A erratic voice came from the direction of the Five Son Demon, but no one was seen.

"But Brother Hua, you can come here with all the good guys in the door. Could you know what is under this seal? Can you communicate with me?"

“Haha, my godmother was joking.

It was just because the dog happened to travel nearby when the vision appeared, and Hua came earlier than her.

And Hua and his junior brothers were just free, so they came to join in the fun.

But brother Gan, as the great elder of Yinluo Sect, could he have the leisure to come to southern Xinjiang?”

Hua Wuqi forced a smile and responded with caution.

"Hehe, so that's it. Gan Mou would appear in southern Xinjiang and was just...well? Who!"

The old demon Gan was talking with a silence, and suddenly he sensed a breath from behind the Five Son Demons, and immediately asked.

Hearing the shout, Hua Wuqi and the other two immediately glanced at him and saw a young male cultivator a hundred feet behind the Five Sons Demon.

The other party's aura is obscure, as if it is covered by magic weapons, and it is difficult to distinguish its true cultivation.

But just because of his superb style and being able to hide from the old demon's magical power of restraining energy, he is not a simple person.

Damn it, indeed, the longer it takes, the easier it is to have problems. You must enter Kunwu Mountain immediately, even if you take some risks, it doesn’t matter!

Hua Wuqi cursed in her heart.

"Who is this fellow Taoist? Gan doesn't like others getting too close, especially the sneaky rats."

Five white shadows all turned around and stared at the young male cultivator and said coldly.

"Haha, Luo didn't care about it. It's just that you didn't have the ability to discover Luo's existence."

This young male cultivator is no other person, but Luo Hong who has already arrived here.

Although Luo Hong arrived here five days ago, the underground seal could isolate his spiritual consciousness, and he could not find the gap, so he simply took a rest for five days and asked the Poison Saint Sect to work for him.

As soon as the old demon Gan appeared, he knew that the time was coming, so he appeared and prepared to borrow something from Hua Wuqi.

But he had a lot of chatting with the old man Gan and didn't notice Luo Hong's existence at all. In order to make things easier later, Luo Hong could only deliberately show some breath to shock them.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Luo has a very good tone, but for some reason I don't dare to sign up for the title!"

The old demon was so angry that he laughed, and then he had an attack after trying to figure out Luo Hong's heels.

"My name is Luo Hong. Can fellow Taoist Gan give me some advice?"

As soon as Kunwu Mountain opened, there was no major event in the human world that could make Luo Hong hinder his hands and feet. He happily reported his name.

"Luo Hong? Humph, the leader of this sect was killed by a monk named "Luo Hong" in Tiannan. I'm afraid that the fellow Taoist was just the same name and surname as him, right?"

After many years, the news that the leader of the Yinluo Sect died at the hands of Luo Hong, a cultivator in Tiannan, had already been spread to the Yinluo Sect, so the old demon would naturally not be unaware of it.

So when he heard Luo Hong's name, he showed murderous intent and released spiritual pressure towards Luo Hong.

"Haha, that fellow Taoist thinks this Luo Hong is Bi Luo Hong?"

Luo Hong lowered her face without fear and said with a smile, and also released her magical aura, easily resisting the old demon's power.
To be continued...