After entering the world of cultivating immortals, I have been living and sleeping

The gate of Huixing City is closed, but it cannot stop those who are interested.

This man's cultivation level was extremely high. He shrunk his feet to the ground and entered the city in two seconds, as if he was in a deserted place.

"It's really unreasonable for a group of people who have failed to achieve anything and are prone to failure to do anything, and I have to come over to wipe their butts."

The visitor was covered in a large black robe and walked swaggeringly on the street. There were many pedestrians coming and going, but no one looked at him, as if they could not see him.

He walked straight towards the Chen Mansion, his steps forming a rhythm of his own. With a sweep of his consciousness, he recognized the Qianyang Fuhe Formation and clicked his tongue.

"The Tianheng Sect is indeed difficult to deal with. In that case..."

The man in black robe muttered to himself, his tone was calm and calm, but the content was extremely cruel and rampant.

"It's not difficult to break this formation. All you need to do is kill everyone in the city. Well, that should be enough."

As he spoke, he didn't even hesitate at all. He opened his big hand, and thick energy as black as ink surged out from his palm and spread in all directions.

However, his wishful thinking did not work out.

The dark energy containing the aura of destruction stretched out only a few feet, and stopped as if it encountered some kind of insurmountable barrier.

At the same time, a cold male voice sounded in the sky, and there was an unconcealable sullenness in the indifference.

"What a rampant evil cultivator! How dare you massacre the city under my nose? You really don't take my Tianheng Sect seriously!"

The man in black robe looked at the male cultivator in white who was showing his figure in front of him, his mouth twitched and his face darkened.

"Okay, okay, okay, I really underestimated you. I should have thought that before the soul lamp of that good-for-nothing Shentu was extinguished... He dared to betray the Holy Sect. He should be cut into pieces and never be reincarnated forever!"

Shentu was naturally the Nascent Soul evil cultivator who was captured alive by True Lord Baokui.

As a protector of the evil sect, this person must have been full of evil, too numerous to describe, but in this matter, he was truly unjust.

He would rather endure the burning of the Qiankun Bottle for a whole month than reveal even a single word about the evil sect, which can be said to be extremely loyal.

But even if he didn't say anything, it was easy to guess the evil sect's movements.

Although I don't know who the organization behind the scenes is that supports the Chen family, but since they set up the Eight Yin Lianjiao Xuan Demon Array here, they must have put in a lot of effort and left a lot of information.

The Chen family may not know this information, but once the professionals from the Tianheng Sect arrive, they will definitely not be able to escape detection.

Therefore, people in the evil sect will definitely seize the time difference and rush to destroy the evidence.

After the war ended, the disciples stayed for about ten days under the instructions of True Lord Baokui. It seemed necessary, but in fact it was Lord Baokui who was stalling for time.

After he captured the evil cultivator of Nascent Soul alive, he sent an urgent message to the sect and came up with a plan to lure the snake out of its hole.

Although the Qianyang Fuhe Formation is an ancient formation, it is not too troublesome to set up.

In the last seven days, he said he was in seclusion and refused to disturb him. In fact, it only took three days to complete the formation. The rest was just waiting.

As for the Tianheng Sect, after receiving the message, they sent two Nascent Soul Lords to come to assist. One of them was the white-clothed male cultivator named Wenquan.

The Nascent Soul Lord's journey is three minutes faster than any luxurious immortal boat. He can reach it in less than a month at full speed.

After going back and forth like this, considering that the people in the evil sect were cautious, they would not show up too early, but they arrived just in time before the black-robed man.

Of course, these were things the man in black robe didn't know, and he felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

Since both sides have back-ups, destroying the evidence will definitely not work. They can only escape far away, repay the Holy Sect, and suspend all plans for ten years.

Having made up his mind, the man in black robe made a decisive decision and left.

But he still miscalculated, because Tianheng Sect's back-up man was not one Nascent Soul Lord, but two. The front and back routes were blocked by men who were no less powerful than him. The face of the man in black robe hidden under the cloak was so ugly that he was almost sinking to the point of dripping water.

I thought he had attained enlightenment for thousands of years, but he hadn't been in such a predicament for an unknown amount of time.

However, he was not completely helpless. After all, he was different from these two people. He didn't care about anything. The only thing he cared about was himself.

The man in black robe sneered, and randomly rolled out two pitch-black balls of light the size of a human head, one on the left and one on the right, and shot them towards the most crowded place in the city.

This move can be said to be very insidious, but the two true kings were prepared for it. They looked at each other and tacitly divided the work and cooperated.

Wenquan Zhenjun stopped the two light balls, while the other Yuanying Zhenjun with the Chinese character face chased after the black-robed man with full firepower, forcing the black-robed man to take action to parry.

As a result, his escape speed was greatly reduced. By the time Wenquan Zhenjun finished handling the affairs in the city and chased him out, he was already unable to fly.

At this time, the location of the three people was far away from Huixing City and came to an unknown mountain range.

The men in black robes were obviously very familiar with this place, and they continued to use the terrain to carry out guerrilla attacks. One against two, they were not at a disadvantage for a while.

However, this is just the intention of the two true kings.

They currently know basically nothing about this group of evil cultivators, and must seize every opportunity to find out something.

"Wen Quan, have you noticed that the footwork he uses always feels very familiar to me, as if I have seen it somewhere..."

Hearing this, Zhenjun Wenquan frowned and carefully observed the figure of the man in black robes walking through the mountains and forests. Suddenly, he suddenly had an idea and a sudden realization.

"It seems a bit familiar. I remembered that more than a hundred years ago, at the Puzhoushan Taoism Tea Party, the former leader of the Sanxiu Alliance used this set of footwork!"

"Yes, that's him, Tu Genshan."

The face of the real king with the Chinese character face was solemn, and there was still a bit of hesitation and disbelief in his eyes.

"I still remember that time when Tu Genshan was famous for his footwork. When I asked him where it came from, he said that he had discovered it accidentally and had its own meaning..."

"If what he said is true, then there should be no other person in the world who knows this set of footwork, but Tu Genshan clearly did it more than thirty years ago..."

The two reasoned for a while, looked at each other, and felt a cold air rising from their backs.

"If it is really him, and if Tu Genshan is really not dead, then these evil cultivators have been plotting for at least a hundred years, or even longer..."

"What on earth are they going to do?"

"We will discuss these things later. The most important thing right now is to capture this beast!"

The real king with the Chinese character face showed a murderous look in his eyes. He no longer flirted with the man in black robe who was suspected of being Tu Genshan. He suddenly disappeared from the place and headed straight for the latter's life gate.

Zhenjun Wenquan followed closely behind, and the two of them joined forces to catch the man in black robe off guard.

They deliberately tested whether this person was Tu Genshan, and their moves were aimed at his face intentionally or unintentionally.

The man in black robe was extremely defensive, but two punches were hard to beat with four hands. Another gust of palm wind came straight towards his face. He couldn't dodge, and most of the cloak on his face was immediately destroyed.

The middle-aged face hidden under the cloak was finally exposed.

Narrow eyes, aquiline nose.

Looking at this face that they had not seen for a hundred years, the two true kings' pupils shrank and their hearts tightened.

It's really him!

Tugenshan!