As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Xuan unfolded his body and galloped towards the east of the village.
After marching for about ten minutes, the mysterious masked man following behind asked impatiently: "How far is it?" Leng Xuan curled his lips and said: "What's the rush? It's just ahead."
, his speed was like a gust of wind. After a while, he stopped and landed on a low hill. The mysterious masked man followed closely behind and flew to his side. He looked around.
In the sparse vegetation, the mysterious masked man looked coldly and said solemnly: "You want to ambush me here? I just said, if you dare to deceive me, I..." Before he could finish, Leng Xuan continued: "I didn't
I mean to deceive you, don't you want the source of the divine water? The thing is in their hands." After saying this, he said loudly: "Come out." As his words fell, more than a dozen cultivators emerged from the vegetation.
The electricity shot out and landed on the opposite side of Leng Xuan. Leng Xuan knew that with their strength alone, they could not escape the detection of the mysterious masked man. Therefore, instead of being sneaky, it was better to be aboveboard. Wait until
Everyone appeared, and Leng Xuan moved towards them. As he walked, he said in his mouth: "I will go get the source of the divine water."
In response, the mysterious masked man nodded and said nothing. In his eyes, these people were just clowns and posed no threat at all. Leng Xuan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the mysterious masked man did not follow. Then,
He winked at the people in front of him. Immediately, he saw Xiang Liming suddenly rising from the ground, making seals with his hands, and mumbling words. Seeing his actions, the mysterious masked man's eyes turned cold, and when he was about to speak, he saw something unexpected.
A dazzling light suddenly burst out around Qiu. Then, more than twenty cyan runes appeared in the air, surrounding him. Facing the appearance of those runes, the eyes of the mysterious masked man
Finally, there was a trace of fluctuation. He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Ancient Rune Technique?" After saying this, he stretched out his hands, and a terrifying coercion suddenly surged out. However, even so, those floating in the
The runes in mid-air did not change at all. Under Xiang Ming's control, those cyan runes were seen surrounding the mysterious masked man, spinning rapidly, getting faster and faster, gradually forming a light chrysalis, and the mysterious mask
The person was wrapped in it. After a moment, the runes suddenly expanded to the surroundings, forming a huge semi-arc light shield.
As for the mysterious masked man inside, his body was entangled by countless thin lights, unable to move. Seeing this, Leng Xuan quickly said: "That's it now." As he said that, a light flashed in his hand, and a huge crossbow appeared.
Instantly appeared in his hand. This crossbow was the spiritual weapon he borrowed from the Nine Heavens Holy Palace. When he was in Zhongye City, he relied on this spiritual weapon to severely injure the opponent. The mysterious masked man was very interested in Leng
The crossbow in Xuan's hand was naturally familiar to him. Seeing its appearance, he couldn't help but roar. His whole body was filled with light, and he wanted to break free from the shackles. With all his strength, he could only see the crossbow on his body.
More than a dozen of those rays were quickly broken. Xiang Mingming said in a deep voice: "Hurry up, those runes won't last long." Hearing this, Leng Xuan turned around and nodded to everyone.