After the immortal disappeared

The blood demon crow made a move.

This was a plane crash.

Feathers flew everywhere. The Vulture King was so big, but he was knocked into the pine forest by the miniature blood demon crow.

Red fog immediately floated out of the forest, and with the dense leaves, the few pairs of eyes outside the sand table could not see what happened in the forest.

Even after being magnified by the soul-catching mirror, the forest was still red, like a sandstorm scene.

The wolverine didn't know what happened, but heard the chaos coming from the front, so it turned around and continued to run around the forest.

The silver bead fruit cannot be stored in the storage space, otherwise it will not glow.

Like other monsters under the sect, its mission is to transport the silver bead fruit to the Yaozi Lake.

Not long after, the red fog was disturbed, and a huge figure flew out of the forest.

The Cave Infant King.

It flew up to the sky as if nothing had happened, and continued to hover above the Silver Bead City.

The wolverine was about to run to the lake, but a boomerang flew out of the forest. It dodged and was about to perform the escape technique, but its hind legs were caught and pulled into the air.

It could not escape the first day, and it was caught.

At this time, the disciples of the Huanzong on Shilong Peak had almost all withdrawn, and Dong Rui said to He Lingchuan: "Shouldn't we leave too?"

If we don't leave, we won't be able to share the silver bead fruit.

He Lingchuan nodded and made a "please go first" gesture to Aunt Zhu.

...

After abandoning the lighthouse tactics, the Tiangong team marched directly to Shilong Mountain.

In just a dozen miles, the ground was not easy to walk on, and there were broken terrains everywhere. At this time, the power of the immortals and demons was revealed. They could open mountains when they met mountains and retreat water when they met water. Even if they met Tianhe, they could directly open a land bridge.

Bai Ziqi originally thought that the Huanzong would change the terrain again to prevent the Tiangong team from going north.

However, it did not.

There are only two possibilities. One is that the power of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror has been exhausted and cannot be activated in a short time. The other is that the Huanzong has other plans and does not want to waste the Xuanjing on a great and useless magical power.

Bai Ziqi is more inclined to the latter.

At this time, Elder Liu of the Huanzong led a team of dozens of people and roamed around the Tiangong team. Every time they appeared, they would definitely harvest many lives.

Just like a great white shark accompanying a school of sardines.

Before, the Tiangong team was stationed at the lighthouse, and the Huanzong's harassment tactics were not effective. But once the Tiangong team started to march on the ground, it was easy for more than a thousand people to take care of their heads and ignore their butts.

In less than two quarters of an hour, more than a hundred people were lost. The whole army was on edge and walked carefully.

Bai Ziqi's way of dealing with it was to send bird demons to patrol the sky, and several demons also went to the surrounding area to wait for an opportunity.

Elder Liu killed people, so they went to hunt Elder Liu.

However, Bai Ziqi was also very clear that the enemy's target was not the more than 1,000 elite humans, so he reminded all the demons not to act on their own, and at least to go in groups of two to chase the enemy.

There was no trace of Master Zang Xi in his team, only the gray parrot stood on Bai Ziqi's shoulder.

He knew that Miao Zhantian was waiting.

The four elders of the Huan Sect died in Banqiu, and the space-time rift shook the upside-down sea. Miao Zhantian released a big move and was waiting for Qian Huan's reaction.

If this old mirage fairy didn't take action again, it might be really bad.

Once Miao Zhantian confirmed it, Shilong Peak would be in trouble.

Bai Ziqi stood on the mountain, watching the team move north, and asked the gray parrot for advice.

The gray parrot told him that the silver shuttle that swallowed the three elders of the Huan Sect contained a trace of chaos power. Three thousand years ago, the gods left this world, and the black dragon hit the sky net, causing a trace of the original energy to leak out before the sky gap closed. It was then captured and sealed by Miao Zhantian and Lingxu Saint for later comprehension.

Bai Ziqi sighed: "No wonder even the immortals had no power to fight back once it was released."

That was a power above the immortals and demons.

The gray parrot remained silent. It would not tell Bai Ziqi that this was one of the weapons it had prepared to deal with Qianhuan, but in order to achieve results, it had to be released in advance.

Eliminating five immortals at the same time, this goal was too attractive, even Miao Zhantian could not resist.

Bai Ziqi asked again: "Qian Huan is an ancient true immortal, and he has experienced the great war between immortals and demons. It is reasonable that his mind is extremely stable. Why did he get lost during his retreat?"

"There are two possibilities." Miao Zhantian obviously thought about this question for a long time, "Or, his enlightenment during this retreat was too difficult, which made him indulge in it. From ancient times to the present, whether it is immortals or gods, many talented people have tried to merge their bodies with the Tao, but failed. Failure is the result."

"But how difficult is it for Qian Huan to go further with his cultivation? What kind of reason can make him forget himself?" Miao Zhantian also deeply understands this point, "So I tend to the second possibility, that his serious defects caused the accident during his retreat."

"Defects?" Bai Ziqi was surprised, "Qian Huan?"

One of the helmsmen of Lingshan, an ancient immortal who survived to this day, actually has serious defects?

"This is a secret, and probably not many people in Lingshan know it: He is a mirage monster, but he doesn't have a mirage pearl." Bai Ziqi heard the irony in the gray parrot's tone, "In the ancient war more than 3,000 years ago, he was defeated by Mitian and me, and then Mitian took away his mirage pearl, and fled with serious injuries!"

"..."Mitian is worthy of being the god of war, this is too fierce.

"The mirage pearl is much more important to the mirage monster than the demon pill is to the monster. If the demon pill is broken, the monster may work hard for decades to practice and form a pill again; but the mirage pearl is born with it, and it is gone, and it can never be refined again."

"Can't it be replaced by something else?"

"That is the mirage of a true immortal. It contains thousands of changes and is unique. What can replace it?" Gray Parrot continued, "You also know that the demon pill is also called the 'anchor pill' for monsters. Cultivation must revolve around it. Without the mirage, it will lose its anchor. Normally, it can find ways to make up for it, but once the enlightenment is too deep, it may not be able to find its way back. "

Bai Ziqi thought for a while: "Where is that mirage bead now?"

"No one knows. It is a huge trophy, and no one else has the right to interfere." The gray parrot flapped its wings. What was Mitian's status in the divine world back then? Who could dig something out of his hands? "Later Mi Tian betrayed the God Realm, and maybe he brought this treasure to the human world."

Bai Ziqi understood. It’s no wonder that when Miao Zhantian heard that there was something going on in Qian Huan’s cave, he wanted to defeat the gods and take the lead. It turned out that he had known about Qian Huan’s flaws and had made targeted preparations.

I'm afraid not many people in the two worlds knew about the fact that the Mirage Immortal lost the mirage bead. Miao Zhantian saw an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Unexpectedly, he was so lucky that when he entered the Upside Down Sea, he discovered that Qian Huan was probably lost and was unable to compete with him!

Picking a true immortal for free, can such a good thing happen in the world?