The yellow bird saw Lu Xuan appearing almost immediately. It did not see Lu Xuan protecting the spiritual medicine in his hand. However, the aura of the spiritual medicine had disappeared, so it was natural to come to Lu Xuan. At this moment, the monks around who were preparing to take action could only retreat one after another.

The creature like the yellow bird, just its body shape, makes people feel powerless. What's more, this thing seems to have some kind of magical power to control the wind. Before the body has fallen, the strong wind has made it impossible for everyone around to stand. The monks can only fly farther and watch Lu Xuan's ending.

Lu Xuan, who once fought against the Black Water Mysterious Snake, knew the strength of these ancient beasts. Not to mention anything else, these things all have extremely strong magic resistance. Unless they use the thunder prison or the sun true fire, they will basically not be able to decide the outcome. However, Lu Xuan really doesn't want to fight to kill these rare ancient beasts with all their strength. After all, in this world, they may be the only ones. They are often responsible for some special missions in the heavenly way, so it is best not to kill them casually.

Under the sight of dozens of practitioners, Lu Xuan directly shrank into an inch. His whole body suddenly disappeared in front of him. At the same time, he also sent a message to his disciples.

"You retreat first. We meet on the periphery." Hongyu followed this trip. Therefore, Lu Xuan was not worried about their safety, and even worried about the monks who wanted to pick peaches. Because Hongyu's personality would not be like him, she would first stop her mouth and shoot. If she was not happy, she would draw her sword and chop. Over the past few hundred years, her cultivation has not been weaker than Lu Xuan. If the golden cicada is unsheathed, no one can afford to cut her.

Lu Xuan did not leave too far directly, but always hung the yellow bird far away. The guy didn't look very high in IQ and chased him desperately.

Along the way, I don’t know how many poisonous insects and beasts were frightened. The entire forest was swept by the strong wind. The tall trees that no one could be surrounded by the strong wind were directly blown away by the strong wind. Lu Xuan on the ground was also dodged left and right in a mess. It was not that he didn’t want to fly, but that the yellow bird had some kind of suppression on flight. It should be its wind-control power, which brought an effect similar to that of the domain. If he was accidentally caught in, Lu Xuan would be forced to fight his life with the other party.

Seeing that the distance was almost over, Lu Xuan planned to end the chase. He had no time to play this game with Huangniao, so he had to go back and study the real effects of these treasures.

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan flickered a few times and left the attack range of the yellow bird. Then, the earth escape and wood escape were used alternately, and in a few breaths, they completely left the pursuit range of the yellow bird. The attack power and defense power of these ancient divine beasts were both out of reach. However, as beasts, the use of magical powers was still too rough.

After a continuous distance, Lu Xuan crawled out from the ground. He found a slightly embarrassing problem, that is, he was actually lost. He cannot blame him for not being good at learning skills, but in this jungle, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is subject to some special constraints.

This means that when using spiritual power to sense here, the information obtained is different from that outside. When Lu Xuan came, he flew all the way and did not realize the consequences of this difference. Well, I never expected that when I came, I couldn't go back...

But for Lu Xuan, it was just a trivial matter. He just needed to fly in the air to find a way out easily and then he could leave here soon.

But at this time, he heard some strange movements.

Some very chaotic shouts seemed to be some unfamiliar language.

Lu Xuan rose up in the air and flew quietly over. Then he saw a scene that made him feel strange. He saw a fishman tribe.

On the way here, Lu Xuan noticed that there was a strange mermaid in the Death Swamp. He could use water-based spells and had some wisdom. He originally thought that this was a native creature in the Death Swamp. But now it seems that something is wrong.

Because there are too many fishmen in front of you. At a rough look, there are at least three thousand upwards. Those with three thousand upwards can use water-based spells, have wisdom and extremely fierce combat power. Not to mention small sects, once this level of power is released, those medium-sized sects will be completely submerged.

The key is that these fishmen hold a unified fork type weapon. There is a faint spiritual flicker on it. However, they are wearing some tattered fur. Their wisdom and civilization are far from reaching the level of this spiritual weapon. This gave Lu Xuan a strange idea. Has anyone cultivated such an army?

The fishman seemed to be holding some kind of priesthood activity. They carried a few humans and placed them on a certain high platform at an altar. Then an old fishman stepped forward, holding a machete, as if he was about to remove the human being from eight pieces. Although the sacrifice was so long that Lu Xuan imagined that he was dying, Lu Xuan could not watch such a thing happen.

On the altar, several cultivators looked at the machetes raised by the fishmen in horror. They were all in a strange toxin and could not gather spiritual power at all. They could only watch the machete fall down, and they closed their eyes and waited for death.

But after waiting, he didn't feel any pain. So he opened his eyes slightly and found that he was no longer on the altar. In front of him was a human face looking at him. Looking around, two unlucky guys who were caught at the same time were also by his side. It seemed that he was saved.

The casual cultivator struggled to sit up. Then he finally saw Lu Xuan clearly.

"Master Lu!!" The three of them were shocked at the same time. After all, the one in front of them was the strongest cultivator in the world. But then they felt relieved. With Lu Xuan by their side, they didn't have to be afraid of those fishmen.

"I have met Master Lu, thank you for saving my life. I will definitely be the one who is in front of my horse and back to repay my kindness today."

The three of them are smart. As the number one master in the cultivation world, Lu Xuan is the best-treated sect in the cultivation world. I don’t know how many casual cultivators want to join.

However, since the Hidden Immortal Sect accepted a wave of disciples ten years ago, there has been no news of taking disciples. This made the wandering cultivators who were watching at the beginning regret it. Now that they have such an opportunity, they can't let it go.

Lu Xuan was also stunned by the magical operation of these three people. Then he waved his hand to help them up.

"I won't tell you about this for now. I'll ask you, what's going on? How did you get caught by these things?"
Chapter completed!