Chapter 78: The Technique Is Lost, the Beginning of War

Zhao Yumu's face was horrified: "Ancestor Ziyun, a great master of illusion!"

I didn't expect that this Yuanying master would guard the sect!

Illusion has a crushing advantage against enemies of lower realms, and there is basically no possibility of fighting across levels!

"Escape!"

At this time, Zhao Yumu no longer expected that Wood Escape could escape the perception of this Yuanying ancestor, because the great master of illusion was originally good at spiritual awareness.

He directly slapped a Tianchen Vajra Talisman of higher quality than the Dichen Vajra Talisman, and a golden halo enveloped him in it.

Then he activated the space teleportation talisman without hesitation!

The Dishen Sect's mountain protection formation defends the outside but not the inside, so he can use the space teleportation talisman to leave, and it only takes two breaths!

And this talisman can last at least ten breaths!

At the moment when the talisman was crushed, white light enveloped his body, making his body transparent!

"Want to escape? Dream on!"

Ancestor Ziyun instantly passed through the cave formation and descended to the top of Zhao Yumu's head, and threw a wooden stick directly down.

The wooden staff instantly enlarged, like an ancient sacred tree, with the power of the sky, to kill the demon!

Boom!

The wooden staff collided with the Tianchen Vajra Talisman, bursting out infinite light, and the Vajra cover light quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Zhao Yumu was shocked: "How can it be so strong! Hold on!"

Ziyun Patriarch is more powerful than he imagined!

At this time, let alone holding on for ten breaths, even three breaths are enough!

Before he could think more, Ziyun Patriarch slammed down with another staff!

The Vajra Cover made a sound of breaking under the heavy load, and it was completely broken in Zhao Yumu's horrified eyes.

A huge wooden staff hit Zhao Yumu's body fiercely.

However, at this moment, the white light also teleported part of Zhao Yumu's body at the last moment!

The face of Ziyun Patriarch was shocked and angry: "Don't run!"

But a smile flashed in his eyes. He looked at Han Yuan, who was hiding his merits and fame in the corner, with approval, and then soared into the sky and chased outside the sect.

Han Yuan watched the two disappear one after another. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to rest, he suddenly noticed that a piece of flesh recovered from the transparent state where Zhao Yumu disappeared just now. Then Han Yuan noticed that a ring was faintly visible on a piece of finger.

"Is this a storage ring?" Han Yuan was surprised.

He burst out with amazing speed and put the ring into his pocket at lightning speed.

Then he walked back to Cangming Building as if nothing had happened.

Chang Chun hurried over and saw the hole on the third floor and the broken arms and legs falling from the ground. He was at a loss.

Han Yuan said to him: "Don't rush to clean up! Protect the crime scene."

"Oh, good! Good!" Chang Chun woke up from a dream and agreed quickly.

He was worried. He had heard correctly that a thief had sneaked into the cave to steal things. Would he, the housekeeper, be punished?

Outside the Dishen Sect.

The old man hiding in the tree hole suddenly looked serious and looked forward.

A figure staggered out of the space fluctuation.

Zhao Yumu's hand, foot and half of his body had disappeared. His face was like gold paper and his breath was low.

However, when his eyes fell on Zhao Yumu's other hand, his eyes immediately showed surprise!

"It's done! Elder, run!"

Zhao Yumu handed over the stone tablet and said quickly.

"Let's go!"

The old man did not catch the stone tablet, but quickly fed a precious pill into Zhao Yumu's mouth, then supported his body and left quickly.

Under the amazing effect of the pill, Zhao Yumu's broken body was recovering at a very fast speed, and his hands and feet were growing back quickly.

"Where are you going?"

The purple cloud light in the sky was approaching quickly.

The old man looked serious and said to Zhao Yumu quickly: "Wait, I will hold Ziyun, you find a chance to escape, whether Yunyang Sect can rise depends on you!"

Zhao Yumu clenched the stone slab and said seriously: "Disciple understands!"

The old man nodded and took him to escape quickly in the direction of the mountains.

The purple sea of ​​clouds behind was approaching quickly.

The old man threw out a flying boat, threw Zhao Yumu on it, and then slapped the flying boat.

The flying boat quickly shot out.

Zhao Yumu endured the pain, his face pale, and controlled the flying boat to continue flying forward.

The old man turned around and greeted the Purple Cloud Patriarch.

A battle of Yuanying broke out quickly.

The Purple Cloud Patriarch was naturally delayed by the old man.

Then the Purple Cloud Patriarch issued an order, and a large number of Jindan cultivators emerged from the Dishen Sect and tracked the direction of Zhao Yumu's escape.

The old man saw the situation in the distance, but his heart was not much disturbed, because he had prepared a back-up plan for today!

When those Jindan Zhenren chased, a Jindan Zhenren rushed out of the forest and blocked the way of the Dishen Sect Jindan Zhenren.

So, outside the Dishen Sect, there was chaos immediately.

Ancestor Ziyun was so angry that he gritted his teeth and immediately showed his real ability, and madly attacked the Yunyang Sect Yuanying Ancestor.

The old man was beaten back step by step, and was shocked that Ziyun's strength was unexpectedly strong!

Thinking that the time for delay was almost up, he fought and retreated, and said to his own people: "Retreat!"

Those Yunyang Sect Jindan Zhenren also immediately fought and retreated.

A chase lasted for a long time.

In the end, the old man escaped.

But the Yunyang Sect Jindan Zhenren left behind a full nine corpses.

But Ancestor Ziyun's face was "very bad"!

He roared at those Jindan Daoist people: "What do you do for food? You don't even know that the enemy has sneaked into the sect? Do you know what they stole? A piece of Yuan Shen Kung Fu! Are you idiots? Isn't it a thousand years of comfort? , did you get pig shit in your head?”

Ancestor Ziyun cursed wildly at all the Jindan Daoist disciples. When they heard what Grandpa Ziyun said, they all turned pale with shock.

"What? The soul technique is lost?"

"What the hell is going on!"

“That was the Yunyang Sect’s Zhufeng Ancestor just now?”

"how so!"

Fu Changqing and Yue Mingxiong looked at each other, their faces turned pale. They realized that the person who stole was probably the person they missed just now. They... were in big trouble.

A quarter of an hour later.

The main hall of the Earth God Sect.

More than eighty Jindan masters have already arrived.

Ancestor Ziyun sat on the main seat with a gloomy expression.

The leader, Feng Jianming, stood outside the gate with a nervous expression. He still doesn't know what happened.

Ancestor Ziyun said to everyone: "Just now, Yunyang Sect Zhao Yumu sneaked into the sect and stole a Yuan Shen Kung Fu. After discussions between me and several other ancestors, we decided to launch a war to exterminate the sect. ! The target is the Yunyang Sect! Everyone, attack the Yunyang Sect at all costs! Kill the disciples and take back the inheritance!

He looked at everyone coldly: "No rejection!"

"yes!"

All the real people looked solemn.

A sudden war is about to break out!

At this time, Han Yuan was hiding in the training room, pondering over the ring in his hand.