The escaping light flickered, and the gray figure fell in the gap of the canyon.
"Young Master."
The two middle-aged men who were waiting hurriedly saluted.
The cultivation of these two people are both at the peak of foundation building, and they are the two corps commanders who have been appointed.
Mo Shisan waved his hand slightly: "No need."
"Tell me about the situation."
"Back to Young Master, the monks in the southwest are missing. We can't use the transmission talisman to contact us. It's probably more serious than bad." The demon cultivator, who looked a little fairer, handed over his hand to Mo Shisan with the movement track of the monks in the southwest.
This time, he brought a total of twelve foundation-building monks to investigate the matter. The matter had just begun to catch some light, but unexpectedly, one of the monks disappeared.
"The one in the southwest, I remember it's Kui, the middle stage of foundation building."
Another tall man with a wide mouth in the square took out the residue from the holding talisman and said: "Young Master, we found a demon cultivator who is in the early stage of foundation building, but he is not from our Mo Palace."
"Just like what happened to us, he blew himself up at the moment of defeat."
Mo Shisan nodded, his subordinates had encountered this kind of zombie monster several times.
But the information was limited to this. They didn't know where the other party came from or what their purpose was.
During the battle, I observed carefully that all the blood of the demon cultivators had been extracted and replaced with something else.
It even hollowed out the Yin Shen and filled it with unknown consciousness.
Most of them can raise the demon cultivator to a higher level, but the demon cultivator no longer knows how to use seals, spells, and magic weapons, and even if he reveals his true form, he can only attack with brute force.
The combat power is relatively superficial and not very powerful in comparison.
After two battles, very little information was obtained.
"Did the Demon Sect do it?"
Although the Corpse Demon Sect is powerful, there should be no Jindan Masters who would rush into Dongyuan and train the demon cultivators from their Black Ink Palace.
Offending two sect forces with Nascent Soul Overhaul at the same time, even the Corpse Demon Sect has to weigh it.
"This technique is so strange."
Mo Shisan frowned. He still needed to inform Mo Palace and the Wanfa Sect guarding Dongyuan about this matter.
Dongyuan is the territory of Wanfa Sect, and evil spirits have sprung up here. Wanfa Sect should also clean it up.
Then again, without finding the exact target and only having a few handfuls of ashes in hand, will Master Jindan of Wanfa Sect care about this matter?
His strength is not very high. He is nominally the Young Master of Mo Palace, but he is not that young.
Just like the Nine Sons of Yangcheng, as the direct disciples of Master Yuyan, they are all the young masters of Yangcheng.
"Suspicion is not enough, you need conclusive evidence, and then it's all over."
Mo Shisan thought again.
The top priority is to save the demon cultivator's own life, and then find the evil path that has haunted their Mo Palace. As long as they find the other party's figure, Wanfa Sect will definitely take action.
"The order is passed down. From now on, we will operate in pairs, and we will no longer be able to operate alone."
"Follow the order." The two demon cultivators held their hands.
"Since the other party uses unknown consciousness to activate the corpse demon, the range should not be very large." Mo Shisan held the map in his hand, which already had many marks on it.
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The ruins in front of you are densely packed with formations, and the formation base is perfectly hidden.
If you want to break the formation by normal means, you need a Talisman Master who is extremely accomplished in formations.
Among these dozens of people, although 30% are in the foundation building realm, when it comes to their understanding of the formation, they are not very good.
The third-level formation mage invited by Li Shengli had no good solution to the formation in front of him.
He took out the map and looked at the illusory buildings in front of him with a puzzled expression.
"Sixteen formation bases have been completely removed. How come the main formation still has such a strong defense?"
"Xuezhou, how long will it take for this formation to be broken?"
The monk holding the formation map responded: "It will probably take a few days. The ruins here should be a branch hall. The formation nodes have been integrated into the formation and can only be broken with force."
"That's good."
Hearing Chu Xuezhou's words, Li Shengli felt relieved a lot.
The evil spirit inside Dongyuan is getting stronger and stronger. If a tidal sea forms in another month, they will need to leave.
It is enough to ensure that the formation of the branch hall is broken within this time.
Chu Xuezhou used magic power to simulate the operation of the formation, looking for nodes flowing in it.
As the strongest foundation-building pinnacle, Li Shengli is also not idle, he bears the greatest pressure.
The fellow monks took turns attacking the magic circle, and when their magic power was exhausted, they would be replaced.
Zhang Ran was also inside, trying his best to attack the fog-colored light shield in front of him.
With so many foundation-building monks gathered, there were no accidents on the road.
Moreover, Li Shengli himself was still at the peak level of foundation building. Without the Golden Core cultivator, no one could threaten him.
After looking around, Zhang Ran lowered his head slightly, and then focused his eyes on the distance.
His expression suddenly changed, and he was about to use the transmission talisman.
A tall figure stepped out of the shadow.
The figure's eyes are dark, and its aura remains at the late stage of foundation building.
Zhang Ran's expression was cold, he opened his mouth slightly but no sound came out.
If you can understand lip reading, you should be able to tell what he wants to say.
'You've crossed a line.'
He just watched with cold eyes. With so many Wanfa Sect monks watching, there was no need for him to take action.
"Brother!"
The sound of exclamation came, and everyone immediately looked up, just in time to see the figure walking out of the darkness.
Blue-grey skin, dark eyes, no whites or pupils visible.
His whole body exuded a strong evil spirit, his eyes were locked on Zhang Ran, but he only stayed for half a breath and moved away.
"Who are you?" the disciples of Wanfa Sect shouted.
The Wanfa Sect discovered the ruins here first and took more than half a month to remove the formation base. Now that someone appeared here, they couldn't help but become nervous and wanted to drive the opponent away quickly.
Opportunity itself cannot be given to others, let alone how much effort they put into it.
"Maybe this thing isn't human at all."
Li Shengli stood up with a slightly surprised look on his face. His squinted eyes did not open, but were slightly curved.
Hearing Li Shengli's words, the brothers and sisters around him were surprised and a little more horrified at the same time.
Human beings are naturally more afraid of things that are not human but have humanoid forms.
This is an instinct that exists in the body, and it is difficult for ordinary mortals to overcome it. However, as soon as the monk's magic power is used for a moment, the fear immediately dissipates.
Things that are not human are not uncommon in the spiritual world, and demons and ghosts are even more common.
Among other heretical practices, spiritual practice is also related to demons and monsters.
The Demon Sect Corpse Demon Sect is famous for refining corpses.
Most of the disciples carry a coffin when they leave the mountain. Only they know how many zombies are in the coffin.
"Who is Taoist friend?"
Li Shengli held up his hands and stared at the blue-grey corpse in front of him with a calm expression.
At this level of corpse refining, the opponent's heels are like those of the Corpse Demon Sect.
The pure black eyes of the corpse did not flash, but he strode forward.
Seeing the corpse demon approaching, Zhang Ran frowned.
If this guy is left unchecked, is it possible that the other party is trying to push the envelope further?
"Stop."
The fellow student standing next to Li Shengli shouted loudly.
Just because you don't want to conflict with the Corpse Demon Sect doesn't mean you will be afraid of the other party.
There are already a large number of them, and senior brother Li Shengli is here. Let alone a refined corpse, even if the disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect appear here, they will not give in.
Li Shengli's original good temper had completely disappeared. He waved his hand and said, "Destroy him."
The fellow student next to him took action.
Raising his hand, there are three spell-breaking cones, which condense into a spell-breaking sword.
The Wanfa Sect is called Wanfa, but in reality it breaks the law.
The speed at which mana runs when it is nailed by the magic-breaking awl will be greatly reduced. This is why when you see the magic-breaking awl, you know it is from the Wanfa Sect.
The corpse refining speed is very fast, and it can barely avoid the attack of the magic cone.
About to rush up.
A light flashed in front of everyone's eyes.
The mana all over his body burst out and turned into light, shrouding Li Shengli's hands.
A moment of effort.
Li Shengli appeared in front of Lian Zhi and patted Lian Zhi's head with his palm.
"Break the law!"
"boom."
The surrounding light seemed to be swallowed up by the black ball of light in the central area, and the body of the corpse collapsed and was finally compressed into a ball.
Li Shengli turned his hands upside down and made seals to form the spell.
Rubbing his palms, the black ball in his hand turned into smoke and dissipated in the air.
"Senior brother is mighty."
"Senior brother's cultivation is as bright as the bright moon."
"..."
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Zhang Ran froze on the spot.
His pupils narrowed with some white light. He didn't expect Li Shengli to be so strong.
The person who appeared in front of them was indeed a corpse-refiner, and it had been raised to a higher level. However, by slaughtering the corpse-refiner in such an understatement, Li Shengli's cultivation, realm, and spell seals should be among the best among those at the same level.
Zhang Ran's expression became a little more solemn, and the fear in his eyes became more apparent.
At the same time, he was a little angry. The old guy didn't stay honest and actually sent the corpse refiner here.
He took out the transmission talisman and wrote a few words.
As soon as the magic power passes through the hand, the telegraph note disappears immediately.
When touching the talisman on his waist, Zhang Ran also touched the transmission talisman given to him by Ding Xie.
There are two transmitting talismans. After being used, they will disappear with the movement of mana, and the transmitting talisman held in the opponent's hand will gain information.
It can be sound or text.
Zhang Ran's expression was a little complicated, but in the end he destroyed the transmission talisman in his hand and tore it into pieces.
As long as he doesn't use mana, the teleportation note will not activate.
It's just right if it's broken, so I can find it when facing Ding Xie.
Tu Shanjun and Ding Xie were walking and stopping.
The pointer on the bloody compass fluctuated, seeming to be far away and yet very close.
"Brother Tushan, are you sure they are not far from us?"
Ding Xie, who was escaping, looked puzzled, when would this stop?
He thought there must be something wrong with Tu Shanjun's technique.
Even Tushanjun became suspicious. Is there really something wrong with him?
"I'll try again."
Tu Shanjun cut his palm open again and extracted his own black and red blood to condense it into a compass.
The complicated spells were exported, and mana poured into the compass.
Tu Shanjun suddenly opened his eyes: "The breath is gone."
"What?!" Ding Xie was shocked and quickly took out the transmission talisman from the talisman bag and used his magic power to contact Zhang Ran.
The transmission talisman in his hand cannot be burned, and even if the mana pours in, there will be no response.