The great thing Liu Mang did just now was so amazing and outrageous.
The minds of many real people are still in a state of panic.
When they heard him roaring like this, they all looked at the real person Nong Wenrong.
Some people's faces are not so kind.
There are even two or three Jindan masters from the same sect, who are faintly condensed with profound magic power, as if they have the idea of taking action.
"Nongzhen, please explain."
"Do you want to bring catastrophe to Shanhai Sect?"
"Tell me quickly, which sect put you as a pawn?"
See this.
Nong Wenrong was furious: "I didn't order it! Are you all stupid? Listen to that boy's nonsense!
You can’t even see such an obvious plot to frame the blame?”
"Oh? Then why did he mention only your name and not the rest of us?" A man in red robe with a thin face and gloomy eyes sneered.
"Guo Liu, what good will it do you to blame me?" Nong Wenrong snorted coldly, "Isn't it just that I slapped you a hundred years ago, and you still hold grudges to this day?"
"You!..." The real person named Guo Liu's face became increasingly gloomy.
It was obvious that the two of them had long had serious conflicts within the sect.
"Stop arguing!" Yun Ziping's eyes were blood red, and he glanced at the many golden elixirs present. His eyes were so cold that they were almost biting, "Hurry up and chase after me!"
After hearing this, many real people hurried to the entrance of the second floor of the mine.
Their current moods are still turbulent and ups and downs like waves, and they cannot calm down for a long time.
The envoy of Ten Thousand Monster Mountain, the descendant of the noble Demon King, was actually killed by warriors on the territory of Shanhaizong!
It was done in front of many Jindan masters!
This is simply shocking!
If the Demon King of Ten Thousand Monster Mountain is blamed, the Shanhai Sect will definitely be involved. Other sects present may also be blamed!
In particular, Nong Wenrong was the most active. He had to capture Liu Mang to prove his innocence.
Even if everyone thought clearly afterwards, it was unlikely that he had instructed Liu Mang to do this.
But what would Wanyaoshan think and see?
The way monsters think is inherently different from that of normal people.
If Wan Yao Shan is unwilling to give up, will Shan Hai Sect push him out and treat him as a victim?
Thinking of this, Nong Wenrong gritted his teeth with hatred for Liu Mang.
I wish I could cut it into eight pieces, eat its flesh, and drink its blood.
There are eight real people from the Shanhai Sect in this mine, including Yun Ziping, the owner of the seven nine-story pagodas.
Only Zhenren Liu was left, responsible for maintaining order on the ground, while everyone else went to the second floor to hunt down Liu Mang.
Half of the real people from the outer sect also joined the crusade against Liu Mang, such as the Xianhu Sect, the Corpse Exorcist Sect, the Jingkong Temple, the Ancient Fu Sect, etc.
I don’t know if it’s to please the Shanhai Sect or just to clear up the relationship.
The other half, such as the real people from the Curse Word Sect, the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Xutian Sect, all acted relatively calmly, obviously not wanting to get involved further.
"Brother, why are there so few people?"
Jian Xiaoling, a cute girl with pigtails and beautiful face, looked like she had just woken up from her sleep, rubbing her eyes with her white hands.
Previously, because he didn't want her to see the bloody scene in the arena, Jian Sunliu let her fall into a deep sleep, and then she woke up.
"They all went to hunt down a warrior." Jian Sunliu rubbed his sister's hair lovingly, "It's still someone you know."
"It can't be that annoying guy who rejected me!" Jian Xiaoling was still avoiding her brother's hand with an angry look on her face, but she stopped when she heard it.
She was as smart as ice and snow, and she guessed the identity of the warrior immediately.
But he still couldn't help it, his dark eyes widened in surprise.
"Who told him to reject me, huh!" Jian Xiaoling was obviously worried about Liu Mang's rejection of her, and then worried, "Is he going to be okay?"
Seeing his sister's soft-spoken look, Jian Sunliu secretly laughed in his heart, but his face was extremely serious: "It depends on his own destiny."
Not to mention the Jian brothers and sisters, the group of warriors on the steps were all shocked and incoherent by Liu Mang's unnatural behavior just now.
But they also realized the seriousness of the problem and did not dare to provoke the real person of Shanhai Sect. They only dared to communicate in a low voice.
"This Liu Shu is definitely a high-level warrior in the Yang Realm, at least the fifth level, and may even reach the sixth level!"
"I didn't expect that there is a real dragon hidden among us loaches!"
"Why are you so excited? If something like this happens, we won't be able to survive. It's very likely that none of us will survive!"
"Go, go, stop being alarmist, kill us all, who will mine for them?"
Liu Mang's teammates, on the other hand, were more careful in communicating at the spiritual level.
"Unexpectedly, Brother Shu has been hiding his strength, but will he be okay?" Da Wei asked worriedly.
"It's difficult, the entrance to the second floor is blocked. With so many Jindan Daoist people going there, he will be caught in a trap sooner or later!" Li Wuhua said, but it was still unpleasant to listen to.
But everyone knows that this is the most likely outcome. If one person fights against a sect, the outcome is already doomed.
"Although we haven't been together for very long, I think he is a person who makes decisions before taking action and will not be impulsive." Leng Yiwen analyzed.
Everyone was talking a lot.
"Don't worry, he won't die!" At this time, Furong suddenly said.
Everyone was shocked when they heard her words.
Because they secretly communicated with each other without bringing in the newcomer Furong, how could she hear it?
"You...you..." Da Wei looked at Furong in shock, speechless.
"It seems that our newcomer Fairy Furong is also a powerful hidden warrior." Mo Yiruo sneered.
He has rich association skills and feels that Liu Mang and Furong should be from the same group.
Furong was too lazy to explain. She glanced at the sky casually, and her pupils suddenly shrank.
Above the sky, there are seven nine-story pagodas that are slowly rotating. Thick yellow mist hangs down from the top of the tower, covering all areas of the tower, shining like seven little suns.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this time, there was a pagoda, and the light began to flicker, flickering on and off.
Ordinary warriors don't understand why.
But a golden elixir cultivator like her naturally knows.
This is because the owner of the pagoda experienced an extremely dangerous battle.
"Could it be?" Furong's eyes lit up.
She thought of what Liu Mang had said before, that he had a way to lure the Shanhaizong's golden elixir into the underground mine so that they could never come out again.
She originally thought that the other party was crazy, but now it seems that it is actually possible.
The second level of the mine.
Many real people quickly passed through the safe passage.
Among the chasing masters, in addition to the seven people from the Shanhai Sect, there are also Master Wuji from the Xianhu Sect, Master Kurong from the Corpse Exorcist Sect, Master Puhui from Jingkong Temple, Master Hongyuan from the Ancient Fu Sect, and Biyun from the Xuanmu Sect.
The Master is waiting for a few people.
They discovered that the light door of the passage had long been damaged by Liu Mang's violence.
Looking at the underground square on the second floor, you can see rocks of different shapes and colors. The air is filled with the smell of sulfur. At the end of the square, there are densely packed cave entrances.
No one knows which cave Liu Mang escaped into.
Moreover, there may be several more openings in the cave entrance, and the second floor is simply an oversized maze.
"This guy has chosen a good place." A yellow-faced real man from Shanhaizong sneered.
"The smell of magma in this place is extremely strong. After all, this person is a Yang Realm warrior. If he deliberately conceals it, it will be a bit difficult to trace it through the smell." Guo Liu, a real person of the Shanhaizong, analyzed.
"It's really difficult for you." Nong Wenrong, who had a problem with him, sneered.
"Are you looking for death?" Guo Liu was furious.
"Don't worry, everyone. Let me use a little magic to catch him out right away!" Seeing Nong Wenrong and Guo Liu arguing, Master Biyun of the Xuanmu Sect jumped out immediately and said confidently.
Master Biyun is a short old man with half-white hair.
He wore a green robe and held a withered yellow staff that was not much shorter than him.
He stretched out his staff and muttered something in his mouth. The tip of the staff, which was shaped like a snake's head, suddenly emerged from the blue breeze and floated towards the space in front of him.
"Master Biyun's Qingfeng Positioning Technique is extremely famous even among all tracking spells." Master Wuji of the Xianhu Sect praised it while stroking his long beard.
After a while.
Master Biyun's brows twitched, and he opened his eyes. His staff suddenly pointed at a hole on his right, and said sharply: "He entered from there! Follow me, chase!"
After saying that, Master Biyun's body was filled with a small white whirlwind that was visible to the naked eye, and he flew forward with him.
When others saw it, they also followed, hoping to arrest Liu Mang, the culprit, as soon as possible.
Everyone went around and around in the mine, even destroying and expanding several narrow tunnels.
Finally, we came to a secret passage that only allowed two or three people to pass through at the same time.
"He must be here!" Master Biyun smiled confidently, "No matter how cunning you are, there is no way you can avoid my Qingfeng Positioning Technique!"
When everyone walked in and looked up, they were all stunned.
"Squeak!...Squeak!"
A short white stone monkey wearing a gray short coat, less than five feet tall, covered in dirt and dust, was looking at them with a confused expression.
"This stone monkey shouldn't be that warrior, right?" Yunzi didn't look good on his face and looked at Master Biyun with an unkind expression.
"This ghost, Liu Zhenren and I have already killed it once some time ago. I didn't expect to see it again today!" Nong Wenrong narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
This time he was too lazy to take action.
Strange creatures like stone monkeys that are naturally raised in mines are like weeds and are inexhaustible. Even if they disappear for a short time, they will grow back very quickly.
Master Biyun's complexion at this time has completely drooped. He was so confident just now, but now he is so embarrassed.
"Damn it! This little thief is cheating!"
He flicked his sleeves angrily, and a huge, almost real-life cyan wind hammer flew out and hit the stone monkey hard.
Only a scream of 'ah' was heard.
The poor stone monkey became the target of Master Biyun's anger and was directly blasted into countless pieces of stone by the giant wind hammer!
"I need to find him as soon as possible! The sooner the better!" Yun Ziping's eyes were red and he glanced at everyone with a cold gaze, which made many real people unhappy.
But they knew Yun Ziping's background, that he was the son of a true king, and they would not get into trouble with him over such a trivial matter.
"Let me come."
An old man with white eyebrows wearing an orange cassock and a shiny bald head walked out. He was none other than Master Puhui of Jingkong Temple.
In Master Puhui's hand, a string of ordinary black beads suddenly appeared, which even looked a little old.
The prayer beads slowly rotated in his right hand, and at the same time, a golden halo suddenly appeared above Master Puhui's bald head, spreading in all directions.
“It is said that Jingkong Temple’s cause-and-effect judgment technique is used. The more information you know, the more accurate your judgment will be.
Even if you only know a name, you can figure out the location of the other party." Master Wuji of the Xianhu Sect continued to praise.
"Yes, I have heard of the name of the art of cause and effect judgment for a long time." Master Hongyuan of the Ancient Fu Sect nodded.
As soon as he finished speaking, the next moment.
The Buddhist beads in Master Jingkong's hand actually flew out of his hands and flew into the air, blooming with dazzling white light.
Then, it flew forward with a 'swish' sound, at a speed that was ten times faster than a crossbow arrow in the mortal world.
However, the people present are all Jindan masters with great supernatural powers, so there is no chance of not being able to catch up.
Soon, they came to another cave.
There was a gray lizard about ten feet long attached to the top of the cave, squinting at them with cold eyes.
"Omitabha, this benefactor is indeed not simple. Even my old man's causal judgment technique has failed. High-level warriors in the Yang Realm are indeed not the same." Master Jingkong was also stunned, and then shook his head with a complex expression.
"He was seriously injured. Logically speaking, we should be able to find clues." Master Wuji also looked confused and couldn't figure it out.
"Damn it!" Yun Ziping was filled with resentment, and even felt that the lizard's cold gaze seemed to contain a bit of ridicule.
A five-inch silver sword suddenly flew out of his sleeve and turned into a ray of silver light flying across the sky.
With a few 'puff puffs', the lizard lying on the top of the cave wall was instantly cut into pieces, and the body parts fell to the ground.
"If I catch this little thief, I will cut him into pieces!" Nong Wenrong was also angry.
His eagerness to catch Liu Mang was no less than Yun Ziping's.
After all, Liu Mang gave him a big blame, and it was an unbearable blame.
"I have a technique to attract round light..."
Everyone quickly left the cave, and only the voice of Master Wuji of the Xianhu Sect could be heard from a distance.
Real people don't know.
Shortly after they left, the split corpses on the ground seemed to be attracted by an invisible force.
As if by magic, it was all covered in one piece and returned to its original appearance of the gray lizard.
The body of the gray lizard is constantly stretching and contracting like plasticine.
He soon transformed into a broad-faced middle-aged man, revealing an unpredictable smile and a set of snow-white teeth in the darkness.
Outside, many real people tried hard but still couldn't find Liu Mang's whereabouts.
"It's a wicked sect, it's really a sect." A real person from the Shanhai Sect wondered.
Warriors are no better than monks. Although they are powerful in combat, they are not on the same level in terms of the diversity of methods.
Yun Ziping became a little impatient: "Two people guard the entrance of the cave, and the others work separately. If you search inch by inch, I won't believe you can't find him!"
Everyone quickly disappeared in place.
Master Jingkong, who was wearing an orange cassock, was flying in the air with deep thoughts. His mind was still thinking about the scene where the cause-and-effect judgment technique just failed.
"It shouldn't be."
Master Jingkong had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but it seemed to be blocked by a layer of mo and he couldn't figure it out.
At this time, a figure suddenly appeared from the corner in front, making him immediately alert, and then immediately lowered his vigilance.
"Nong Zhenren, what's wrong with you?" Master Jingkong's expression was extremely astonished.
The broad-faced man in front of me is Nong Wenrong.
However, the crimson robe that he originally wore had disappeared, and his upper body was covered with blood. There were several wounds on his body, and there were blood stains.
"Damn it, I was tricked by that little thief!" Nong Wenrong said angrily, "Besides, I feel like I have a splitting headache. I don't know what kind of magic he used!"
"Let me show you." Master Jingkong flew forward enthusiastically.
Soon, the distance between the two was less than four feet.
boom!
At this moment, Master Jingkong felt weightless, the world was spinning, as if he had entered another world.
Only the sound of "crackling" could be heard.
His body was filled with an unrivaled and inexplicable force. In an instant, countless cracks appeared and countless blood spattered out!
"How could it be?" Master Jingkong raised his head with difficulty and saw Nong Wenrong's cold gaze.
And, that fist that keeps enlarging in his eyes.
boom!
A shiny bald head exploded like a watermelon, flowing yellow and white all over the ground!
"How dare you come within four feet of me."
There was only an ethereal voice, echoing in the empty tunnel.