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Seven hundred and twenty-five, take a look at the situation

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but have some speculation about the current situation, and Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but have the most worried guess in his heart.

This time, the demon cultivator helped the Blood God Sect to chase the team he was in. Was it unintentional or deliberate?

Of course, the unintentional and deliberate guessing here does not mean their means to deal with the team where Zhu Lingwu is, but whether they know Zhu Lingwu's identity and the mission of Zhu Lingwu with the Demon Prisoner Tower.

If he really deliberately found the team where Zhu Lingwu was, specifically targeting Zhu Lingwu's robbery and killing, Zhu Lingwu would inevitably worry about two possibilities.

The first one may be that the senior leaders of the Chunyang Immortal Sect were arrested by the Demon Sect, so the Demon Sect knew about its own affairs from these senior leaders. Even if it was torture and interrogation, or to directly search for souls and souls, they could know from the senior leaders of the Chunyang Immortal Sect that Zhu Lingwu had left with the Prisoner of the Demon Tower.

The second possibility is that the senior executives of the Chunyang Immortal Sect on Fuyang Immortal Peak at that time always had traitors from the Demon Sect, so they revealed the fact that they took the Demon Sect with the Demon Prison Tower.

But if the Demon Sect really came to surround him this time, Zhu Lingwu felt that the second possibility was greater. After all, knowing the real secret that he brought the Demon Prisoner Tower this time, the senior management of the Chunyang Immortal Sect didn't know much about it. The main reason was the peak masters and the Supreme Elder of the Nascent Soul.

But if we want to say that the peak masters of the Chunyang Immortal Sect and the Supreme Elder of the Yuanying have fallen into the hands of the Demon Sect, Zhu Lingwu really doesn't believe it. After all, the peak master of the Fuyang Immortal Peak, Zhenren Wuya, is not dead yet.

Zhu Lingwu guessed that it was because of the existence of this traitor that the senior management of the Chunyang Immortal Sect on Fuyang Immortal Peak lost contact with his own fleeing teams.

This traitor may know a little about his own affairs, so he specially has a demon cultivator to intercept him.

Although this was just a guess, Zhu Lingwu was really thinking for a moment. He had just won the joy of the Blood God Sect, and he had already left behind him.

If the Demon Sect really knew his existence, then the power he controlled might have been calculated by the Demon Sect. After all, the traitor can analyze and judge by calculating the number of cultivators left on the Fuyang Immortal Peak.

In this way, the strength of the Demon Sect that kills oneself will definitely not be weaker than the strength he has now.

Perhaps Shitaki and the others encountered the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator. They would deal with such difficulties and have the current situation.

This inevitably made Zhu Lingwu feel worried. If there was a demonic Yuanying monk to intercept him, then what room could he have for such a small foundation-building monk?

Fortunately, those demon cultivators probably didn't expect that Zhu Lingwu could actually take down all the blood gods of the Blood God Cult alone, and this colorful thick fog could block the spiritual consciousness of the monks and detect demonic thoughts. So outsiders should not know what happened here.

Perhaps this is the only variable that Zhu Lingwu controls now, and it is also a chance for Zhu Lingwu to escape.

But how should Zhu Lingwu deal with the following matters?

If Shiroshi and others outside were all dealt with by the demon cultivator who came to chase this time, then Zhu Lingwu alone would not be able to hide in this colorful fog forever.

"No, no, don't scare yourself first. Maybe the situation is not so dangerous. It's best to contact Elder Xilong and the others and ask what they have encountered!"

Zhu Lingwu frowned and muttered to himself. In fact, it was a kind of self-comfort, but soon he had a headache. How should he contact Shilong and the others there now?

"Why don't you wait and see what's going on!"

After thinking about Zhu Lingwu, he felt that he should look at the situation before talking. Zhu Lingwu really had no idea in his heart, so he could only adapt to the situation.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu suddenly discovered the last golden elixir sword cultivator from Douyang Fairy Peak, the Taoist name Qingzhu, and suddenly activated his fire spirit flying sword, and turned into a firebird and rushed towards a void about a thousand steps away.

Zhu Lingwu also hurriedly asked the peeping mid-level blood god to let out his soul thoughts to see it. He saw a black bat flying out of nowhere, which happened to be pecked at the sharp beak of the bird transformed from the fire spirit flying sword of Jingzhu Zhenren. The black bat directly turned into a wisp of black smoke in the air and gradually dissipated.

"Hehehehe, you have good eyesight. I ate another little bat. Okay, let's play with it again. I'll see how you take it back! Old monster with gold, don't you want to eat this spiritual sword?"

Just after this change, an old man's voice seemed to be heard from all directions, saying it like a joke.

"Hmph, you should say that I'm sure I can take this fire spirit sword, so I can definitely replenish my fire spirit holy power!"

Then a low voice rang out of thin air, but it was also difficult to find his place. However, it was obvious that the flying sword released by Zhenren Qingzhu became the target of the hidden demon cultivator.

When Master Qingzhu heard this, he did not dare to be negligent. With a thought, the fire spirit flying sword that was driven out turned into a fire spirit streamer and flew back.

However, the old monster who was called famous could not speak in vain, so at this moment, it seemed that a black hole appeared out of thin air in front of the Fire Spirit Flying Sword, which blocked the flying sword's retreat.

This fire spirit flying sword hit the black hole as if it came to the door automatically. Originally, the act of actively hitting the flying sword like this can basically be said to be seeking death by oneself.

The flying sword should have pierced any debris in front with an invincible force.

But now, Zhenren Qingzhu's expression was anxious, and he hurriedly pinched the spiritual technique with both hands. It seemed that such a thing was not an encounter once, and it seemed that the black hole was not an ordinary thing.

"Feng Ling, go and help Qingzhu, try to find out the real body of the devil! Bai Yue, hasn't she seen through the hidden means of these devils?"

Master Xilong who was gathering there hurriedly made an order, but it turned out that Master Bai Yue from the Sayang Immortal Peak was using the formation knowledge she knew to crack the methods of attacking the hidden figures of their demon cultivators.

"I still can't find it. Maybe it's not a formation, but a stealth magic weapon. Or, letting my formation go away may be able to resolve their hidden means!"

Bai Yue shook his head and said anxiously. It seemed that the demon cultivators who besieged them had really used some means to hide their bodies, so that they could only be attacked, but they didn't know where to fight back.

"No, no, wait a little longer, maybe we can try it, oh, damn..."

Shiroshi Shiroi also hurriedly answered, obviously he had other ideas, but as they were talking, the black hole that blocked Shiroshi Qingzhu's flying sword in front disappeared out of thin air.
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