Chapter 294: The Carved Bow and the Moon Rescue Linghu The sun was setting, yellow sand filled the sky, and strong winds were blowing. Above the vast yellow earth field, a yellow wind rushed rapidly towards the depths, as if there was some ferocious beast behind it. Only three breaths later, four stunning rainbows streaked across the sky. "Hurry up and chase him. The Great Master is worth one thousand contribution points, which can be exchanged for at least one ancient treasure." After a while, a hundred miles later, that is, a full thousand miles deep, four shocking rainbows fell on the yellow wind in the east, west, south and north, forcing it to stop. A pair of brown eyes flashed in Huang Feng, looking left and right, and a stern voice came from inside, "Please don't push me too far! Even if Qin blew himself up, it wouldn't make things easy for you. When he comes back to cultivate, we'll be your mortal enemies." Seeing that Sifang showed no signs of taking action, he softened his tone. "I see that you are not fellow Taoists of the Nine Nations Alliance. Why bother to fight for the Nine Nations Alliance? It is better to leave it to me and leave."

"Stop talking nonsense. Blame it on your bad luck. You panicked and attracted the wrath of the crowd." In the west, Gu Shuangpu's hair crown was chopped off, leaving his hair disheveled, with a bloody scar on his forehead, and his face was full of grief and anger. Almost, just almost, he died. He said angrily, "Everyone, I am only here for revenge. I don't want any contribution points or spoils of war." Greed flashed across the face of the old man in white, and he licked his lips. "I want the big head," Linghu exchanged glances with a square-faced man, and they understood each other tacitly and said in unison, "can." Five people fought together. Just as he promised, Gu Shuangpu fought desperately, with the old man in white as the leader, while Linghu and the square-faced man fought guerrilla warfare to prevent the great master from escaping. "You forced me to do this." The Great Master is worthy of being the Magnolia Grassland Master. He unleashed all kinds of spiritual arts instantly, which were beautiful and dangerous. However, among the cultivators present, except for Gu Shuangpu who was at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, all others were at the middle Nascent Soul stage, so the effect was not great. At some point, the great master hid behind Linghu and the square-faced man, and fought with the old man in white and Gu Shuangpu. Various spiritual arts and magic weapons passed by the two of them. The King of Qin circled the pillar? Or pointed east and hit west? Linghu was extremely alert. As time passed slowly, he finally determined that the real purpose was not drinking. "Split up and run!"

During a rotation and change of position, he first sent a message to the square-faced man, then he greased his feet and appeared a hundred feet away. However, these three people followed like shadows, appearing in three directions of Linghu's east, west, south and east. The square-faced man seemed to be stunned for a moment, stopped where he was, and coincidentally fell in the north direction. Before Linghu could get suspicious, Gu Shuangpu's eyes widened with anger, as if he was being persecuted, and he shouted, "Now is the perfect time to kill Mulan Grassland, why are you running away?" Linghu's eyes rolled around, he laughed dryly, and said in a deep voice, "I am old and can't fight anymore." Before he finished speaking, he found the right direction and took the opportunity to run away. Unfortunately, the great master's magic was following closely, and Gu Shuangpu and the old man in white were no longer pretending. All kinds of attacks followed like shadows. Because Linghu was responding and dodging, his escape speed was greatly reduced, so he was left behind. During the battle, conversations between several people occasionally appear. "Fellow Daoist Gu, since you betrayed Tiannan, why don't you return to the right path as soon as possible?" "Haha, if I kill you, no one will know about it." "Brother Yun, why bother to help the tyrant? What benefit did the other party give you?" "Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Linghu, I used to be the Grand Elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect. Today I want to help you with all the new and old hatreds." After just a few words, Linghu frowned. Everyone has their reasons for attacking him, which also means that this is definitely not a spur-of-the-moment decision. But, there are still fellow Taoists from Zijin Country here, aren’t they afraid of the news leaking out? His pupils suddenly shrank. Not good! He released all his spiritual power and chose to withstand Gu Shuangpu's attack and escape from the encirclement. Just as he was leaving, a beast bone sword stabbed there. Seeing that it had failed, it turned around sleekly and chased after Linghu. Linghu was puzzled and reminded, "Friend Lin, why are you doing this? We are allies." "Not from now on," Linghu did not respond. Instead, he ran faster while talking. The square-faced man's mouth twitched, old fox. "Chase!" . . . At the same time, at the junction of the Loess Wilderness and the Nine-Nation Alliance, there is a small mountain called Yueshan. A startling rainbow came from the sky and turned into Li Xunhuan when it landed on the ground. He looked around, and the cloud pattern between his eyebrows flashed with light. Soon after, he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. According to some information sent back by Master Linghu, the Yuanying cultivators from the Kingdom of Yue were stationed here to defend against and investigate Mulan's movements.

Why is there no one here now? Go into the loess wilderness to explore? It should be impossible. With the example of the Yuanying ancestor of Tianque Fort, who would have the time to get involved in it? So, should we wait here or go in and look for it? He chose the third answer. He flipped his left hand, and a compass floated in the palm of his hand. He injected magic power into it, and immediately the aura of the cultivators within a radius of 800 miles was reflected in the image. With just a quick glance, he immediately looked in the direction representing the loess plain. The red beads at the edge, representing the Nascent Soul cultivators, moved slowly, and the four beads were tightly pressed together. It's most likely a battle. It's impossible to drink tea at such a deep place, right? He had a hunch that, if nothing unexpected happened, Master Linghu would also be among them. He has to go. Having made up his mind, he turned into a startled rainbow and headed towards there. . . . The setting sun is about to sink into the ground, and the battle eight hundred miles deep in the loess plain is about to come to an end. Facing the siege of three mid-Nascent Soul cultivators and Gu Shuangpu's sudden attack, Linghu was in danger. The yellow silk shirt and hat he was wearing were also tattered, revealing his gray hair. The square-faced man probably felt that he had a sure win, so he explained, "Take care, fellow Daoist Linghu. It's not that I'm treacherous. I have no choice but to do this for the sake of my family's inheritance. I have no choice but to join the magic path." As he spoke, four attacks fell backwards. The spiritual magic restricted Linghu's movement range on a large scale. The two attacks from the front and the back left Linghu with no way to advance or retreat. Gu Shuangpu used the ancient treasure to perform a fatal blow and came towards him. Linghu had already consumed a large amount of spiritual energy in the previous fierce battle, so there was no way he could escape. When the sun completely set, a seven-story tower suddenly fell from the sky, shining with golden light that was no less bright than the sunlight. The pagoda was fixed above Linghu, and a huge amount of golden light sprinkled down, forming a solid protective shield visible to the naked eye. At the right time, the spiritual technique froze, and the full-strength attack of the middle Nascent Soul stage landed on the tower without creating any golden stars. The four people's faces changed drastically and they looked around vigilantly. The next moment, a small emerald green arrow suddenly appeared in the air, with lightning flashing on it. In a flash, the small arrow split into four, pointing at four people respectively. Facing the small arrow, Gu Shuangpu shouted angrily, then turned and ran; the square-faced man frowned, turned around and swung the animal bone sword to confront him. The old man surnamed Yun quietly took two steps back and protected Grand Master Mulan in front of him; the Grand Master took out a bead, muttered something, and covered himself with it. As they were fully prepared, the small arrow appeared before their eyes in an instant, and it hit them like a piece of paper, rendering all their defenses ineffective.

Suddenly, lightning flashed all over his body and the aroma of meat emanated. (End of this chapter)