Xu Xiaoshou fell behind the big stone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Bazunzun, what a great face!

Your face is so useful!

As for favors and so on... I'm sorry, if you and Huang Quan get into a fight next because of this, it will definitely have nothing to do with me, Xu Xiaoshou.

No matter what, I am here to solemnly apologize to you...

sorry!

Xu Xiaoshou was thinking like this, and suddenly jumped out from behind the big rock, pointed in the direction where Huang Quan had escaped, flew away, and shouted:

"You thief, please leave. Let's see how I, Wang Chao, handle you!"

Murong Ying:???

At this moment, his little heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Wang Chao, are you crazy?!

But as soon as he jumped out of the stone, he saw Wang Chao leaning on his knees in front of him and sighing: "Damn it, he ran away..."

Murong Ying: "..."

"Being startled, passive value, +62."

"Be admired, passive value, +33."

Taking advantage of everyone's attention being attracted by his loud shout, Xu Xiaoshou, while pretending to be helpless, secretly dismissed the existence of the eight portrait clones.

Your mission is accomplished, it’s time to disappear...

At the same time, Ye Xiaotian, who lost the shackles of hell, returned to the sea like a dragon and gained freedom.

There were dozens of Thrones present, watching eagerly, and there were several slashing auras coming from the distance, but Ye Xiaotian didn't take these people seriously.

He took a deep look at the direction where the Eight Masters' bodies disappeared, and with a flicker of his body, he stepped into the space passage and disappeared.

They all ran away!

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have just realized this, pointing to the departure direction of the three warring parties, and said: "Captain, I think we need to track their traces immediately, otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to explain them later."

The communicator's highest alert has been sent.

But this time, what the law enforcement officers faced were two spiritual masters with spatial attributes, and an eighth sword immortal whose divine dragon could not see its beginning or end.

It is understandable that the higher-ups cannot win over these people.

But if the spatial fluctuations of their departure direction are not recorded, it will be impossible to trace them back later. When Rao Yaoyao and his people arrive, there will be no way to communicate.

Murong Ying lost the pressure on her head, returned to calmness, and immediately shouted loudly: "Black Shadow Team, assemble!"

Seven figures flew out of the throne room that was watching around them.

These are Murong Ying's team members, who were originally Wang Chao's teammates. Xu Xiaoshou could recognize each of their faces.

Murong Ying began to act, and his words became more orderly. He took the lead in giving instructions to all the thrones that were watching:

"Everyone, contact your captain immediately. If you are in the throne realm, if you don't have life-saving skills, I do not recommend that you participate in this operation, but you must call your captain. This is a top priority!"

If many law enforcement officers had a backbone, they would take action one after another.

Either using flying arrows to send messages, or sending messages from thousands of miles away, or using the communication skills agreed in advance, he began to call out the team members and captains who had not come yet.

Murong Ying looked around, but was surprised to find the second Zhan Dao present.

He knew that Zhan Dao was an extremely rare existence among the law enforcement officers. Generally, each person was responsible for a large area, so he could not arrive in such a short time.

Murong Ying did not hesitate. After giving instructions to the other members of the law enforcement team, she immediately looked at her team and said in a deep voice:

"Zhu Mi'er, immediately record the spatial information of the departure directions of these three parties. After this, all the information will be used by Rao Jianxian."

In response to the call, a woman in black robes walked out of the Black Hawk team. She was beautiful and of medium height. She was holding a mysterious formation disk that exuded precious light.

Xu Xiaoshou stared at it, and based on Wang Chao's soul memory, he recognized it as the "Ji Interface", a traceable treasure that can record all war fluctuations, information, space traces, etc. at the scene of the crime.

This is a commonly used item among the white-clad organizations of the Holy Temple.

This time the Yunlun Mountains were preparing for war, Rao Yaoyao borrowed a lot of them and distributed them to the major law enforcement teams, because this thing is useless for hunting ghosts and beasts, but it can be used to find people, so it is very powerful.

Zhu Mier's spiritual essence was injected into the "Ji Interpan", and after some operations, he was the first to record all traces of the war here.

After that, she started searching for traces.

The first landing point was the direction where the three men from Yama Huangquan left. Zhu Mier wanted to search for the three people who used the space passage to escape far away, but there might be traces left at the scene.

But soon, a look of regret appeared on her face.

"Captain, the boss of the King of Hell, Huang Quan, including the other two masked men, did not leave any traces. 'Ji Jianpan' could not lock their location at all."

Is that really the case... Murong Ying narrowed her eyes and looked at the position where the Eighth Sword Immortal was standing before without saying any more nonsense.

Zhu Mier nodded, and with understanding, he flew away and landed at that place.

But soon, loss appeared on her face again, and this loss was mixed with a little shock.

"team leader……"

"Still no trace?" Murong Ying asked with a premonition.

"Hmm." Zhu Mi'er nodded slightly, then curled up his lips and teeth and said, "There is not even the slightest spatial fluctuation in the direction of the Eighth Sword Immortal. I wonder how he left... The way he disappeared is better than Huang Quan's.

Even weirder!"

Even though many people present were diverted by the shout of "Wang Chao", most of their attention was not on the Eighth Sword Immortal. This does not mean that their spiritual thoughts were diverted from the Eighth Sword Immortal at that time.

Someone noticed out of the corner of their eye that the Eighth Sword Immortal's way of leaving was to "disintegrate".

A living person, without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, turned into powder in an instant and disappeared in front of all the thrones and Zhan Dao.

I have to say, this is very strange.

"Maybe it's the escape technique in swordsmanship..." Murong Ying speculated this way. He didn't understand ancient swordsmanship, but he knew that for the Eighth Sword Immortal, Lingyuan was not the only one.

The most powerful sword moves can be performed with a mortal body without even using half of the spiritual energy.

So if you want to escape and leave, how can you be limited by the lack of spiritual refining methods?

Xu Xiaoshou used his "perception" to spy on everyone's reactions, and he felt relieved when he saw that everyone had no doubts about the "departure"...or "death" of the "Eighth Sword Immortal".

Very good, as expected, ignorant people will always use various excuses to make up for their ignorance.

Obviously the "Eighth Sword Immortal" is not gone, but really "dead"...

Obviously everyone has seen it with their naked eyes...

But among the dozens of people present, no one dared to believe what they saw with their own eyes.

Tsk tsk... The corners of Xu Xiaoshou's lips turned up slightly. He thought this was too interesting. He quickly concealed his emotions so as not to show his abnormal behavior to others.

"There is one more." Murong Ying looked in the direction of Ye Xiaotian and pursed her lips slightly.

Zhu Mier set off again, flying to record the spatial traces left by the short white-haired young man. Within three breaths, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"What? You didn't even leave any traces of this?" Murong Ying flew over, a little disbelieving.

The members of the Black Shadow Team followed.

Xu Xiaoshou also followed, staring at the "Ji Interpan" very curiously, wanting to see what good thing it was.

Gu Na

Outsiders couldn't see the scene of Lord Dean's battle within the realm, but he could see it clearly.

The perfection of the mysteries of space... Such a shocking talent, even if Ye Xiaotian is still just a throne, it is estimated that no trace of it can be found by just "Ji Jianpan".

Perhaps the production of the "Episode" requires the assistance of a spiritual master with spatial attributes.

But this thing can be produced in large quantities, which means that the person who assisted in the production of the "Episode"... is very free!

Let me ask, which idler can have higher attainments in space than Ye Xiaotian?

As for the really powerful people who are too busy with big things, how can they help Bai Yi make the "Ji Interval"?

Zhu Mi'er stared at the traces of "Ji Jianpan", tried to calm down, and said: "Captain, 'Ji Jianpan' didn't find traces of the white-haired man. On the contrary, it found a bit too many traces.

"

"Too many?" Murong Ying raised her eyebrows.

"Hmm." Zhu Mi'er rubbed the "Ji Jianpan" and said hesitantly, "At least, I found more than 300 traces of his departure... Well, to put it another way, the space channel he opened when he left,

There is only one entrance, but there are more than 300 exits."

Murong Ying:???

Black Shadow Team Member:???

"More than three hundred?"

Everyone was frightened.

How is this possible? It is already very difficult to maintain the connection between the exit corresponding to a space channel.
To be continued...