Zhu Lingwu slowly flew to the cave of the head of Qinghua Sect, looking at the still existing restriction in front of the cave, and couldn't help but frown.

"Little Daji, has the ban been solved inside? When will this portal be opened!"

"It's soon, it's soon! It's working hard!"

The little white fox smashed his mouth and contacted the demon spirit slave over there with his heart. In the cave, the demon spirit slave's butt was also emitting demon power in his body, turning into a ball of demon light, and shooting into the rune pattern flashing with spiritual light.

This is like using your own demonic power to integrate into the rune pattern, but this is not so easy to do. Thanks to the fact that the demon spirit slave had eaten so much flesh and blood of the spirit beast before, and replenished a lot of demonic power in his body to make it relatively easy.

The rune pattern looked about one meter in radius. The demon spirit slave of the size of a finger flew around on it, stabbing the demonic power into several key positions of the rune pattern. I don’t know how long it will take to control the rune pattern.

Unfortunately, Zhu Lingwu couldn't see this scene. After hearing the little white fox's words, he dissipated away with a little depressed mood and stood directly on the ground.

The five mysterious ghost heads naturally floated around his body to protect him, and at the same time attracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transformed into spiritual light and entered into Zhu Lingwu's body.

Zhu Lingwu naturally transformed it into his own spiritual power. He turned his head to look at the still closed door of the cave. Zhu Lingwu turned his head helplessly and looked around.

I was still hesitant whether to absorb the yin energy that surged out of the camphor tree essence over there. It would be a pity if I wasted this way.

At this moment, a chill suddenly appeared in Zhu Lingwu's heart, and his eyes suddenly looked into the air.

The mid-air here is still covered by the mist emitted by the Qinglong Panmu magic array, but a blue light suddenly flashed across the other side, and then a figure appeared in the mid-air.

Zhu Lingwu's heart skipped a beat, and the arc ball hidden under his right palm was covered by him with a ball of inspiration.

"What do you want to do here, you little thief?"

The person who came here was naturally Taoist Hua Ling, the head of Qinghua Sect. As a cultivator in the middle and late stages of foundation building, his divine thoughts immediately locked Zhu Lingwu.

Zhu Lingwu first pushed the little white fox in his arms to his waist, then took it back into the spirit beast bag, then shook his right sleeve and the Hundred Ghost Banner came to his hands.

"Who are you?"

"Hmph, you little thief, you just destroyed the mountain protection array and made an introductory response to those demons! Seeing that you are young, you are practicing like my immortal sect and magic. You are actually mixed with those demons. Is it a spy who invaded my immortal sect to my immortal sect!"

Hua Ling's body was flashing, and his spiritual consciousness swept the Xuanming ghost heads and the Hundred Ghost Banners again, but he didn't care too much, but he saw that Zhu Lingwu's practice had no demonic energy at all.

"Senior, don't use the little thief. The little thief's name is on the younger generation. In fact, I have a little relationship with the Qinghua Sect. Yes, I did destroy a base of the Qinglong Panmu magic array just now. That's just to prevent the one who occupied the magpie's nest and disturbs me!"

Zhu Lingwu had a few thoughts in his mind and started talking nonsense again.

When Hua Ling heard this, he became furious, "You junior, don't think you can use such words to confuse right and wrong, and say, what is your origin and why you came to this Qinghua Cave, and what thoughts did you have! If you answer honestly, when I capture you, you can naturally search your soul and find out the secret I want to know!"

But Hua Ling still thought about Zhu Lingwu's words in his heart. He suddenly felt that Zhu Lingwu might really have a connection with Qinghua Sect, otherwise how could he know the passive techniques in the Qinglong Panmu magic array?

"Hmph, my master is a true man from Youmu. He is also from Qinghua Sect. Don't tell me, you have never heard of his name! The position of the head of Qinghua Sect should have been my master! Today, Qinghua Sect was besieged by the Yangxu Valley Demon, which is also a punishment of heaven!"

Zhu Lingwu really dared to swear, so he directly reported the name of the Youmu Real Person. He was also secretly betting in his heart that after the head of Qinghua Sect plotted against the Youmu Real Person, he would not tell anyone else.

In this way, the true man Youmu suddenly disappeared in the Qinghua Sect. Perhaps it could be said that he was going out to travel around the world. The disciples of Qinghua Sect may not know that he was dead.

"What, you are the disciple of Master Youmu! It's impossible. Master Youmu has already gone to the immortal world. You little thief, don't want to deceive me!"

Hua Ling had really heard of the name of Youmu Zhenren. In fact, he also knew about his master and Youmu Zhenren's competition for the position of head of Qinghua Sect.

Although he didn't know what the head of Qinghua Sect did to the Youmu Real Man, he was able to walk in the Qinghua Sect's main hall and had seen the identity spirit card of the Youmu Real Man.

The identity spirit card of Youmu Zhenren has long turned into a fishy red color, and I don’t know how long it has been dead.

But outsiders are not able to find out such inside stories about Qinghua Sect, so how could he admit it?

Although Zhu Lingwu was talking nonsense, he was also thinking about his ideas in his heart. Although he had told the little white fox before that with the arc ball, even if he met the immortal cultivator after building the foundation, he might not be afraid.

But he was a cultivator after building the foundation. He was just a qi practitioner at the fourth level of Qi training.

Zhu Lingwu must find an opportunity to take action. If he misses one blow, he is afraid that he may not be able to block the counterattack of the immortal cultivator after building the foundation.

"Hmph, since you don't believe me, it's useless to say anything to me! But God will make a decision on this matter, and now, what should I do?"

"Hmph, how do I stay? In my opinion, it's how you stay! You haven't surrendered yet, can you really want me to take action?"

Seeing that Zhu Lingwu seemed to want to resist, Hua Lingwu couldn't help but snorted coldly. The mysterious ghost heads, Hundred Ghost Banners and other things on Zhu Lingwu were nothing but useless in his eyes.

"Senior, can you bully the small ones by the big ones!"

Zhu Lingwu naturally refused to accept his fate like this. He immediately activated the Xuanwu Huang Guangjue, and then drove the Hundred Ghost Banner, ready to release the ghost generals in the Hundred Ghost Banner.

"Hmph, the little Qi Refining Junior dares to challenge me in front of me. Look at you, there are quite a few things. It seems that if I don't take action, you will have any other thoughts! Come here for me!"

Hua Ling looked at Zhu Lingwu's actions and couldn't help but sneer. He couldn't figure out that a small Qi Refiner would dare to fight against a mid- and late-stage foundation-building cultivator like him.

However, Zhu Lingwu seemed to have magic weapons to protect him, which surprised him a little, but the strength of Zhu Lingwu's Qi Refiner really failed to make him feel any threat.

I didn't see how he released magic tricks or something, so I released a giant blue palm from him and grabbed it at Zhu Lingwu.

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but his expression changed repeatedly when he saw this, but at this time, the ghost generals in the Hundred Ghost Banner only had a ghost head, which was useless for the time being.

In desperation, Zhu Lingwu's figure quickly turned around and ran, using the fast swallow footwork, and ran towards the big camphor tree outside.

But the green palm had instantly reached Zhu Lingwu's body and grabbed Zhu Lingwu directly in his palm. Naturally, the speed of the spell was not something that Zhu Lingwu used the secular light function to avoid.

Fortunately, the spiritual light emitted by Xuanwu Huang Guangjue was protecting it, but Zhu Lingwu felt that the spiritual light emitted by this magic weapon would not be able to protect him for too long. After all, he was only in the Qi training stage, but he could not drive out the maximum power of this magic weapon.

What's more, only defending but not attacking. After building the foundation, the monk only needs to use spells to attack continuously, and he will definitely be able to break the earth shield released by Xuanwu Huang Guangjue.

"Damn it, this guy is at least a master in the middle stage of foundation building or even late stage! What to do, what to do!"

Although Zhu Lingwu was already prepared to face the monk after building foundation, he was still a little afraid when he saw the monk after building foundation.

At this time, he still couldn't turn the arc ball into lightning and released it. He was not sure that the arc ball could hit it with one blow, so he had to continue to release magic tricks to drive the ghost general out of the Hundred Ghost Banner under the protection of Xuanwu Huang Guangjue.

Although this ghost general may not be able to pose any threat to Hua Ling, at least he is the strongest ghost servant in Zhu Lingwu's hands, and at least he can attract Hua Ling's attention.

The most important thing is that this ghost general is not very obedient. Even if Zhu Lingwu makes him a cannon fodder, he will not be reluctant to let him go.

Zhu Lingwu's figure was grabbed by the giant green palm released by Hua Ling along with the Tu Yuan Shield protected outside, and the ghost general in the Hundred Ghost Banner finally crawled out of most of his body.

Driven by Zhu Lingwu, a long ghost energy was pulled out from the Hundred Ghost Banner, like a monster emerging from the Aladdin magic lamp. He stretched out his ghost claws to tear up the green palm, trying to help Zhu Lingwu escape from it.

With its rich ghost power, it shook a little bit on the blue palm, pulling the blue palm out of thin air and no longer flew towards Hualing.

"So it's relying on such a ghost! Humph! Break it for me!"

On the other side, Hua Ling saw Zhu Lingwu using such means to stop him, and couldn't help but snorted again, and then used his left hand to slam the ghost general.

But he saw that a huge blue palm condensed out of thin air in front of his left hand, which was two meters in size, and with a strong wind, he hit the ghost general.

The ghost general's hands were still entangled with the giant green palm that grabbed Zhu Lingwu. At this moment, he had to release a strong ghost energy to resist the giant green palm that was hit.
Chapter completed!