"Be careful, don't expose yourself."

"Sect Master, I will charge into the battle later and I will kill them all individually!"

"Okay, okay, please don't make any noise first. If the enemy finds out, wouldn't all your previous efforts be wasted?"

In the sky, among the continuous clouds, three figures stood on the big sword and moved quickly. The big sword was wrapped with a light gray light, almost blending with the clouds.

Mao Aowu turned his head and glanced at the two figures squatting on the big sword behind him, and cursed with a dark face: "There are still more than 800 miles away from there, why are you hiding?"

Wu Huan asked back: "Brother Mao, what is the general range of spiritual consciousness detection in the True Immortal Realm?"

Yang Wudi said: "Three hundred to eight hundred miles."

"In case the other party has a True Immortal Realm monk, we are too direct and the other party can easily detect it," Wu Wan said seriously, "There is nothing wrong with being careful.

In terms of military tactics, avoiding the opponent's sacrifice, ahem, and avoiding immortal detection is the primary consideration when launching a surprise attack."

Yang Wudi said: "The sect leader is right."

"You are the only one who talks too much!" Mao Aowu glared at Yang Wudi.

The word "performance" is written all over this bald man's head.

Wu Wang thought for a moment and then asked: "Brother Mao, does he have any way to hide his whereabouts?"

"This exists, but I'm not very skilled in using it."

Mao Aowu thought for a moment, raised his sword fingers with both hands, and quickly drew talismans one by one. The figures of the three people suddenly became a little weak, and their own auras were completely covered.

Wu Wan closed his eyes and sensed it carefully, then said: "It's not good."

No!

Mao Aowu gritted his teeth and said, "Then do it!"

"I'm not saying that Brother Mao is not good at magic," Wu said with a smile, "Brother Mao's cultivation, skills, talents, advancement, and strategies are all top-notch talents in the human realm."

Mao Aowu waved his hands calmly, opened the corners of his eyebrows and mouth at the same time, and said hurriedly: "Brother Xian, don't brag like this. Brother, I still know deep down my strength.

A mere fairy, just average."

Wu Wan continued: "What I'm saying is that there is something wrong with the elder brother's idea of ​​hiding."

"Oh? Thoughts?"

"Yes, the method used by Brother Mao at this time, if we stand still, we can hide ourselves."

Wu Wang tapped his fingertips, and a cloud of mist appeared in front of him, and then he fired a palm wind into it, and the cloud and mist immediately started to billow.

He said: "Brother, look, this cloud and mist is like the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the palm wind it blows out is equivalent to us at this time. Although we disappeared into the opponent's immortal consciousness, we quickly rushed through the world, and we

It is a strange thing that can drive the sea of ​​spiritual energy.

The faster you fly, the more obvious the abnormalities become.

If we encounter a master who completely spreads his spiritual and immortal consciousness to monitor everywhere, will our whereabouts be exposed?"

Mao Aowu quickly stopped his sword, and at this time they were almost flying out of the clouds.

"Brother Xian, what do you think we should do?"

Mao Aowu's expression was a little tangled: "I'm not very good at the Qiankun escape method. There are some escape methods that can use the Qiankun, which are quite concealed, but the way of the Qiankun is too difficult to understand."

Wu Huan thought for a moment, looking for answers other than praying for stars, and quickly said:

"We can only try to reduce the disturbance to the spiritual energy as much as possible. First, reduce the outer mana shield as much as possible. Brother, you can also reduce the size of the sword, so that only the three of us can sit down.

Secondly, the shape of the mana shield must not be in the shape of a pointed cone, a drop shape, a big head and a thin tail, or a flat shuttle shape..."

Wu Wan gave instructions while Mao Aowu fumbled.

Not long after, a huge sword that was translucent to the naked eye flew out of the air. Three figures sat on the giant sword, each hugging their knees, leaning forward, lowering their necks, raising their heads, curling up as much as possible, and facing forward.

He ran away silently.

Mao Aowu at the front looked a little confused. Although he always felt that something was not right, the effect of hiding was really good.

Afterwards, Wu Wang looked thoughtful, still thinking about how to optimize the 'invisible sword' plan.

A certain bald man happened to be sitting on the hilt of the sword. The width of the hilt was only half-hip wide, and his expression was a little subtle.

'It's great to have high strength.'

There was a bit of yearning in Wu Huan's eyes. If he could have a fairyland, no, a real fairyland, he would have the strength to verify and realize many of his ideas. Don't be too happy.

And the monks in that dense forest would never have imagined that they would be touched right under their noses by three big men like this.

Half an hour later, the formation light wall outside the dense forest appeared outside.

Three translucent figures quietly touched a corner. Mao Aowu skillfully took out a Bagua plate and placed it on the light wall. With a few taps, the wall melted to create a narrow entrance.

The three of them entered one after another, and Wu Wan was forced to squeeze behind him by Yang Wudi.

The formation's light wall closed on its own, and the dozen or so monks on sentry duty in the trees in the forest were completely unaware of it.

Mao Aowu sent a message to remind:

"Sect Master, two are in the Immortal Realm, three are in the Divine Realm. These five people all have old faces, three men, two women, and a few younger miscellaneous fish.

There is a cave sloping downwards a hundred feet away in front, with an immortal power barrier arranged around it. Inside there is a true immortal, three auras of the immortal realm, and more than thirty people who have cultivated the golden elixir to the Nascent Soul.

The breath of more than ten of them is a little weak, they must be injured."

He paused for a moment, looked at Wu Wan with some surprise, and said in a voice: "As expected by the sect master, the people from Qingfeng Wangyue Gate should have been caught here."

"These people should also be curious as to why a sect can obtain those mines."

Wu Wang shook his head and continued: "I think Su Qing will be autistic for a while because of this."

Yang Wudi asked in a low voice: "Shall we kill them directly?"

"Don't kill directly, capture them alive and give Brother Mao some credit."

Wu Wan narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said: "The next step is up to you. Brother Mao will touch the entrance of the cave first, and it is best to restrain everyone inside at the same time.

My elder brother has seen the portrait of Taoist Zuodong and prioritizes saving his life. For this reason, it doesn't matter if he kills a few enemies.

Invincible, you take action immediately after Brother Mao takes action, I will help you here, don't let anyone get away."

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"yes!"

The two responded via voice. Mao Aowu transformed into a wisp of smoke and dived directly into the ground. Yang Wudi took out his spear from the storage magic weapon. Wu Wan put a ring containing a large number of crystal balls on his hand.

in case for need.

Then, Wu Wan turned his head and looked at Yang Wudi's movements, his forehead gradually covered with black lines.

I saw that Yang Wudi first took out a few caltrops, then carefully poured some medicinal powder on the caltrops, and then took out a long nail, with gray light shining on the long nail.

Yang Wudi chuckled: "Sect Master, just wait and see, don't you kill them? I promise to keep you alive!"

"Um……"

Wu Wan nodded numbly and cursed in his voice: "Didn't you use a spear?"

"Uh, this," Yang Wudi blinked, "The main use is the spear. Physical training is always short when it comes to spiritual training. I can only use these small tricks to supplement it."

Wu Wan:......

This big-eyed thief with thick eyebrows and bald head was almost fooled by him!

However, Yang Wudi's attitude is really good.

The physical cultivator at the peak of the True Immortal Realm, facing two enemies who had just entered the Immortal Realm, plus a few miscellaneous fish, did not have blind confidence. The Goshawk and the Rabbit still tried their best, and their fighting attitude was very upright.

boom!

Suddenly there was a muffled sound on the ground, and a strong wind suddenly came from the forest ahead. The strong wind seemed to be wrapped in a powerful spiritual impact.

"succeed!"

Mao Aowu's voice came, and without Wu Wu making a sound, Yang Wudi had already rushed out.

Look at this nine-foot-tall brawny man, with his big hand sweeping across, a black light spread out, and the tip of the spear burst out, revealing the empty black tube behind it, and a bloody rope flew out of it.

This rope is like a spiritual snake, quickly passing through various places in the forest.

Wu Wan squatted in the bushes and did not show up, his eyes twinkling as he scanned every corner of the forest.

Suddenly, a black shadow jumped out from behind the tree on the north side and rushed towards the nearest formation light wall.

Sure enough, someone is hiding, and the hiding method is pretty good.

The semicircle moon on Wu Wang's forehead flickered gently, and the black shadow staggered as if it had been hit hard;

Yang Wudi's figure rose and fell, falling straight down like a hawk, grabbing the black shadow and throwing it back to the forest.

After only a moment, the battle was over.

Mao Aowu used his magic power to wrap up the figures and quickly flew out of the underground cave.

Yang Wudi trapped eight or nine figures with fairy ropes and rushed to meet Mao Aowu.
To be continued...