Chapter 760: Powerful Enemy Pursuing

In the secret room, an illusory figure floated like a ghost, with a listless spirit and a very weak breath.

With this look, isn't it the old man in blue, Mu Zhen, whose body was destroyed by Ye Chunyang and whose soul used a secret technique to escape?

"Muzhen!"

When the white-haired old man saw this scene, his expression suddenly turned ugly. He quickly shot out a few magic spells in his hand, and at the same time placed several talismans on Mu Zhen's Yuanshen. Only then did the latter's aura become more stable.

"Cousin, you are here."

Mu Zhen slowly fell down, regained his energy a little, and said with a fist to the white-haired old man.

"How could you be so seriously injured? Where is the Holy Cauldron of our clan?" the white-haired old man asked gloomily.

The beautiful woman in red and the young man in silver also looked surprised. Mu Zhen's cultivation in the middle stage of the pill formation, if he hadn't encountered the great monks in the later stage, would have been able to run wild, but now he was beaten to the point where only one soul was left. It surprised them.

"Mu Zhen is useless. He already got the Holy Cauldron and killed two of the Dongzhou monks, but he didn't expect that one of them used strange methods and was severely injured by him, and the Holy Pattern Cauldron also fell into the hands of the other party." Mu Zhen's expression explained bitterly.

"Been severely injured by it? If our information is correct, the people who opened the Deadwood Immortal Mansion this time seem to be in the early stages of forming pills, right? With your cultivation level, how can they be your opponents?" The beautiful woman in red glanced sideways, obviously not believing it. What Mu Zhen said.

"Elder Yiyue doesn't know anything. The person who hurt me has strange methods. His sword array is powerful, and his flying sword is made of the Sky Fire Wood, which is specially designed to overcome the aura of demons. He even activated the Crimson Demon Talisman to use the Sky Demon. Even the incarnation can't match it," Mu Zhen said with a look of shame behind him.

"What? You used the demon incarnation?"

At this time, not only the beautiful woman's expression changed, but the white-haired old man and the silver-robed young man were also surprised.

But the three of them couldn't believe it. They knew very well what the incarnation of the demon meant. If even Mu Zhen's body was destroyed by the opponent after performing this surgery, how could it be possible for a mere early-stage monk to do it?

"Muzhen, do you know what the incarnation of the demon means to our clan, and after you activated this incarnation, you were no longer a match for that person?" The young man in silver robe narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice became a little deeper.

"Elder Wen Shu clearly knows that everything I say is true and absolutely not false. That person is indeed extremely weird. The incarnation of the devil is related to the land of immortal calamity. If it is not a last resort, how can I dare to use it so easily?" Mu Zhen replied with a respectful look on his face. road.

Then he said: "And there is something that the three elders never expected. The Holy Pattern Cauldron was not taken away by them, but the cauldron took the initiative to fly towards them."

"What did you say? The Holy Pattern Cauldron took the initiative to get into his hands. How is this possible?"

The three of them were shocked at the same time, seeing Mu Zhen's eyes full of suspicion.

"This is absolutely true."

Mu Zhen's face was as gloomy as water.

"If not, how could I be forced to use the Demonic Incarnation and end up like this?"

The three of them looked at each other in astonishment and became gloomy and silent.

After a long time, the white-haired old man raised his head and said: "The Holy Pattern Cauldron is a sacred object of our clan. There have been rumors from ancient times that if you can gather four Saint Pattern Cauldrons, you can enter the Land of Immortal Tribulation. For this reason, we have spent a lot of money. After generations of hard work, no matter what the reason is, if that person takes away this cauldron, he will not be allowed to leave the Western Region alive! "

"Brother Mu is right. Our ancestors have taught us that the main cauldron of the four holy pattern cauldrons was given to Master Kumu. As long as you get this cauldron, you can control the other three secondary cauldrons. Such an important thing must not be left alone. Leaving." The beautiful woman in red said with a cold look on her face.

The young man in silver robe looked at the two of them, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he had other thoughts.

He did not answer, but turned to look at Mu Zhen and asked, "Did you just say that the man had a flying sword made of sky fire wood in his hand?"

Mu Zhen was startled, not knowing what the silver-robed young man meant by these words, but he nodded without hesitation and said: "Yes, I suffered the loss of this sword when I fought with him."

The silver-robed young man frowned, and there seemed to be a strange look in his eyes, but he did not ask any more questions, but quietly said with a change of topic: "These Dongzhou monks have a lot of resources, and some rare treasures are not uncommon, but this Since people know that Mu Zhen Yuanshen has escaped, he must have already left the Dead Wood Immortal Mansion. If he wants to recapture the Holy Pattern Cauldron, he must do so before he returns to Dongzhou."

"Brother Wen Shu is right. The restrictions set up by those Dongzhou monks in Feng Lingque are quite magical. Even you and I cannot forcefully cross them. If this person is allowed to escape back, it will be difficult to catch him again. ”

The white-haired old man nodded, fully agreeing with what the silver-robed young man said.

"Giggle, Dongzhou monk has taken our clan's sacred object, and if he is still allowed to leave in such a swagger, where will the faces of the three of us old immortals be put? I believe that the two fellow Taoists still remember the secret of the cauldron that senses the holy patterns. Skill?" The beautiful woman in red chuckled, and in the middle of her words, she asked the two of them with a hint of color on her face.

"Of course I remember that although this secret technique has been rarely used for thousands of years, anyone who succeeds the great elder must practice it. However, this technique requires the cooperation of three great elders to be effective." The white-haired old man heard that Hong The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows and said calmly.

"Yes, it would be fine if the Saint Pattern Cauldron is still in the Dead Wood Immortal Mansion. Now that this cauldron is in the world, we can sense it no matter where we are with this technique." The silver-robed young man also nodded with a sneer.

"In this case, let's set off immediately, lest we delay the opportunity and let that person escape, it would be bad." The beautiful woman in red smiled coquettishly, and left the secret room in a flash.

The silver-robed young man's eyes flashed for a few times, but without saying anything, he jumped up and disappeared behind the beautiful woman.

The white-haired old man stayed at the end. Just as he turned around and was about to leave, Mu Zhen suddenly called him, "Cousin, please stay!"

"Why, what else do you want?" The white-haired old man frowned and stared at Mu Zhen's soul, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Mu Zhen hesitated, and said after a moment, "Brother, although that man is an early stage cultivator, his magical powers are comparable to those of a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, and I vaguely feel that when we fought him, the other party seemed to have not used his full strength. You must be careful when you go there."

The white-haired old man was stunned when he heard this, but then he laughed dumbly, shook his head and said disdainfully, "He is just a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan. Cousin, you are worrying too much. Even if he has magical powers that defy the heavens, do you think he can escape when the three of us join forces to hunt him down?"

Mu Zhen's face froze.

Soon he nodded with a bitter smile, saying: "I am indeed overthinking. My cousin has reached a bottleneck now, and is only one step away from the Nascent Soul stage. Even the old monsters of those sects in Dongzhou are not your opponents, so what can that kid do?"

"Just rest and recover. After I capture that man and take back the Holy Pattern Cauldron, I will find a suitable body for you. With the secret technique of our clan, even if there will be some troubles after rebirth, it is not difficult for you to recover your cultivation within two or three hundred years." The white-haired old man said.

Mu Zhen showed a burst of ecstasy when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, cousin!"

The white-haired old man waved his hand, but said no more. After a flash, he chased after the beautiful woman and the young man.

...

In an abandoned town buried in yellow sand, with only a few broken walls exposed, Ye Chunyang slowly landed on the cloud.

"The only way to return to Dongzhou from the Western Regions is through Fenglingque, but now it has been taken over by the barbarian masters. It seems that I can only hide here and avoid the limelight."

Muttering something helplessly, Ye Chunyang finally found a dilapidated temple and flew over.

This place is not the way back to Dongzhou, but on the contrary, it is a secret place that Ye Chunyang found after seven days and seven nights of non-stop flying.

After leaving the Dead Wood Immortal Mansion, he naturally planned to go through Fenglingque to Dongzhou as soon as possible, but he never expected that after he arrived, there were actually several Jindan cultivators guarding Fenglingque, and most of them were in the middle stage of cultivation.

Ye Chunyang was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he knew that it was the old man in green who escaped with his soul and brought the news that the Holy Pattern Cauldron was in his hands back to the barbarians, so he set up a net in Fenglingque to wait for him.

If there were only one or two people, Ye Chunyang would be able to force his way in with his magical powers and no one would be able to stop him. However, he would never take risks in this situation. He immediately turned back, preparing to hide here and secretly collect information, waiting for an opportunity to sneak back to Dongzhou.

After thinking about a plan in his mind, Ye Chunyang immediately set up several magic arrays in the ruined temple, and then sat down quietly.

But suddenly he seemed to think of something, and slapped the Qiankun bag on his waist, and a small dark green jade bottle flew out of it. After squinting his eyes for a moment, he took out a pill from the bottle and swallowed it.

A strange scene happened.

I saw a crisp "crackling" sound coming from his body, and his body actually grew taller, and his appearance changed greatly. He became a dark-skinned man with a rough face, and his clothes and appearance were no different from those of the barbarian monks.

"In this way, it will be much easier to inquire about information among the barbarians."

Ye Chunyang smiled and meditated without any scruples to recover his vitality.

Through the understanding of the past few days, he knew that there seemed to be a market built by the barbarian monks nearby. Tomorrow is the opening date. It is just right for him to inquire about the movements of the barbarians and see if he can collect some information that will help him leave the Western Regions.

However, just when he sat down, something strange happened.

A strange movement suddenly came from his body. Ye Chunyang was startled and concentrated his consciousness to check. The holy pattern tripod in the Jindan Ruins Cauldron actually made a strange buzzing sound, rotating unsteadily as if it was summoned by something, as if it was about to break out of the body.

Ye Chunyang was shocked and activated the spiritual mark left in the tripod without thinking too much. Only under the suppression of powerful magic power did the object stabilize.

But when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sudden rumble in the sky. After a burst of lightning and thunder, three red and white escape lights shot in like a storm. The speed was so fast that it turned into three figures in the blink of an eye and appeared in the air.

Ye Chunyang narrowed his eyes, and before he could ask anything, a woman's giggle came from the other side.

"Haha, the direction of the secret technique is indeed correct. Even if this person escapes to the ends of the earth, he will eventually fall into our hands."

The visitors were a white-haired old man, a silver-robed young man, and a beautiful woman in red. They were the three great elders of the barbarian tribe.