The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-eight chapters lead the enemy
Just after meal time, an extremely weak escaping light appeared thousands of miles away.
"Hey, the ghost is really lingering, but Anji Temple does have some strength and is able to catch up with us. It seems that the female cultivator must have set some tracking marks on the three fellow Taoists."
Seeing that the escaping light followed the flying boat several times as it changed direction, and still followed without hesitation, Qin Fengming glanced at Li Changshan and the other three, and said lightly.
"What? Senior is saying that the female cultivator set tracking marks on the three of us?"
After hearing this, the expressions of Li Changshan and the other three people suddenly changed. Their spiritual consciousness quickly scanned themselves, but they did not see anything strange about them. The three of them naturally did not think that what Qin Fengming said was false. They couldn't help but look at them at the same time.
Xiang Qin Fengming, a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.
The three of them were extremely cautious when they left Lifang City. The female cultivator robbed and killed the three of them on the way. During the sneak attack, she almost killed Wei Siming with one blow. There was a scar on his right arm.
A hole.
The three of them joined forces and were in a stalemate with the female cultivator.
"Ah, could it be that the mark of the female cultivator is stuck where the pain on Fellow Daoist Wei's body is?" The old man surnamed Li was extremely thoughtful. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but glance at the old man surnamed Wei beside him. His spiritual consciousness
As soon as it was released, the old man surnamed Wei was enveloped in it.
Everyone else also released their spiritual consciousness and glanced at Wei Siming.
But what left everyone speechless was that the old man surnamed Wei did not have any other strange energy aura remaining on his body, and his injured arm had been sealed with strong force at this time, and no other discomfort was revealed.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, come here, relax and don't show any resistance."
Qin Fengming glanced around and spoke to Wei Siming. When he came closer, he stretched out his hand and placed it on his arm. He narrowed his eyes slightly and closed them without moving.
"Humph, as expected, the female cultivator actually left a trace of the mark of the soul in the wound of fellow Taoist, and now it has been integrated into the blood of fellow Taoist. No wonder you can't find it. The mark at this time is too weak and will not be used against the fellow Taoist.
Fellow Taoist, what influence does it have? It's just that it can be traced to us. Just in case, I took it out."
Qin Fengming moved his hands, and a small transparent ball appeared in his palm, and inside the small ball, there was a trace of transparent mist floating in it that was extremely difficult to detect even with spiritual consciousness.
The monk surnamed Wei looked at the transparent ball, his eyes showing horror.
Before the realm of Ghost Lord, Wei Siming had never met a great monk at all. In his early stage of Ghost Lord, he met Lord Ghost Hand, but because the opponent was so powerful, he worshiped him without any resistance at all.
Killed the opponent's subordinates.
This fight with the female cultivator could be said to be the first time he truly faced the late-stage cultivator of the Ghost King.
But the opponent's method really surprised him. The opponent actually left a ray of soul mark in his body, but he didn't feel it at all. Such a method was really hard to guard against.
The gap between the monks in the middle stage of Ghost Lord and those in the later stage is indeed extremely huge.
"Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative." After being shocked, the old man surnamed Wei was very grateful to Qin Fengming.
"Well, it's nothing, it's just a piece of cake. But you need to go back to Shenji Mansion for the time being. The three people behind me control some kind of flying magic weapon, and their speed is actually a bit faster than this airship like mine. It seems incredible.
I won’t fight him head-on.”
Qin Fengming frowned slightly, glanced at the escaping light that was getting closer and closer, turned to look at everyone, and said calmly.
After Rong Qing and others heard this, although they all wanted to help each other, they also knew that with the ability of a few people, it would be good to join forces to fight against a great monk. If they meet someone with extremely powerful means,
Maybe even a stalemate is hopeless.
Everyone nodded, turned around, and disappeared in an instant.
After putting the flying boat away, Qin Fengming glanced at the slight escaping light behind him that was already six hundred miles away, and a smile couldn't help but appear in his eyes.
"Since you are waiting for three people to seek death, then you can't blame Qin for being ruthless."
He snorted coldly in his heart, and as soon as a slight sound of thunder sounded, a group of black light flashed up, and its figure suddenly became illusory, disappeared in an instant, and turned into a vague energy, shooting towards the left.
Go. The speed is very fast, much faster than the flying boat just now.
"Hey, the speed of the person named Qin has increased suddenly. Even this flying artifact of fellow Taoist Ji seems to be difficult to catch up with." Just when Qin Fengming's escape speed increased suddenly, in the light behind him, a female cultivator called out.
The sound also resounded at the same time.
"Did that junior discover our tracking and use secret techniques to escape? But he has several companions... Ah, that junior has the Mustard Seed Space Treasure on his body. He must have included other people into the Mustard Seed Treasure.
.Hahaha, I never thought that this junior would still have such a treasure. It seems that we have a good chance."
When the middle-aged monk heard this, his expression changed slightly, but he soon showed a look of surprise. He had also been cultivating immortality for hundreds of years, and he immediately thought of a possibility.
Mustard seed space treasures are not easy to obtain. It is extremely difficult to refine, and it is even more dangerous when refining. If you are not careful, the cracked space will explode. Even if you are killed by the power of that huge space, it is possible
Things.
Being able to obtain a mustard seed space treasure is also a very tempting thing for the late cultivators of Guijun.
"Fairy Li, does that mark still exist?" The old man surnamed Ji also showed joy on his face, but a light flashed in his eyes and he immediately asked.
If the mark disappears, they will also lose the direction of pursuit.
"Don't worry, two fellow Taoists, the people surnamed Qin will never discover the methods used by me. It is not difficult to pursue, but with our current speed, if we don't use some methods, we will be
I can't keep up." The female cultivator looked at the jade plate in her hand, her expression still relaxed.
"Okay, let's each use our secret techniques and catch up with the junior first."
The other two were also decisive people, so the three of them escaped together and galloped towards Qin Fengming's departure direction. The speed was no slower than Qin Fengming's.
Two hours later, there was a deserted land.
This place is full of sharp rocks, overgrown grass, and inaccessible. In such a place with thin air, even monks rarely come.
"Hey, why did the person named Qin slow down?" As soon as he entered this desolate and vast place, the female cultivator said with a soft moan.
The three of them were only a few miles away from each other, so the two old men named Ji could hear clearly.
Upon hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but turn around and gather towards the female cultivator's place.
"Did that junior think he had escaped our pursuit and planned to stop and rest?" The old man surnamed Ji said with a flash of his eyes and a slightly condensed expression.
"Hmph, it's best for the junior to stop. With the help of a few junior ghost kings, we can capture him just by surrounding him." The middle-aged man surnamed Jin changed from his usual timidity and actually took the initiative to ask for a fight this time.