Rongfei is really lucky. He randomly chooses the direction to move forward. Fortunately, it's a small path, and there is no sign of the disciples of Hehuan palace. Even if he meets people from a distance, he avoids them in time, which makes Murong Ling suspicious.

"Why are there so few people in Hehuan palace?"

Rongfei doesn't care much“ After all, it's evil cultivation. It's not easy to develop its power. There are not many disciples who can find talented cultivation. "

Murong Ling thought it was reasonable, "don't you really need to catch a disciple of Hehuan palace to lead the way? I just had a look and found that their cultivation is not high. It's easy for us to get rid of them. "

"Don't beat grass to scare snake, Murong fairy please rest assured, just follow the direction on the eight trigrams, you can always get out of Hehuan palace." Rong Fei fiddled with the eight trigrams in his palm and said confidently.

Murong Ling had to let him carefully reach out his divine sense to inquire about the news. However, all the disciples in the divine sense were disciples of the Hehuan palace, and even the flowers and plants could not find any useful information. It seemed that Cang min did not appear in the Hehuan palace.

Is it still in the dreamland of purple fog?

"Be careful not to use divinity!"

Rongfei suddenly warns that Murong Ling subconsciously withdraws his divine sense, and then he sees that his handsome face is worried. "There are many monks of Zhuyuan in the Hehuan palace. They can easily find traces if they use the divine sense casually."

Murong Ling nodded, but she was still a little worried. She whispered to Dahong, "Dahong, go to find out if there is any trace of cangmin in the palace. No matter what the result is, you just walk along the north in an hour, and we will meet in the purple fog forest."

Haoyuan mountains face south. Ziwu mountain is on the back of Haoyuan mountains. The entrance is to the north, and the direction on Rongfei Bagua plate is to the north.

Dahong doesn't want to leave her, but she has to obey her orders. She tells her to be careful and then flies away. Rongfei looks up and just sees Dahong's back. Her eyes are dark. "How did the Hualing of Murong fairy leave?"

Murong Ling looked the same, "I let it go to detect the enemy.". Just go ahead, don't worry about him. "

Rong Fei suddenly asked, "is Murong fairy caught in the palace alone? Is there a companion to save you

Murong Ling didn't know why he asked, but he didn't hide, "it's not alone. I've come to Ziwu mountain with my Taoist partner. I didn't expect that this is Hehuan palace. We've been separated in Ziwu forest, and I don't know where he is now."

"Daolv? Is Murong fairy married Rong Fei looks at her in surprise. There is a strange color in her eyes. Seeing that she looks a little unhappy, he immediately explains, "I'm sorry, I've offended you. Murong fairy doesn't look like she's married. I don't think Murong fairy pursues the supreme road and will indulge in love. "

Murong Ling look light, "who said that the road can not love?"

Rong Fei smiles, "it's me." He asked, "Murong fairy, shall we continue to go north or to inquire about your companion?"

"Ask for information."

Murong Ling is still a little uneasy after all. For Rong Fei, who takes the initiative to take the risk to inquire about the news, he eases his face. "Rong Daoyou don't have to take the risk with me. Just wait for me here."

"What did Murong fairy say? I'm not afraid of death. I'll die if I don't have Murong fairy's help."

Rong Fei's face was solemn and serious, but it didn't look like cheating. Murong Ling finally let go of her guard and said, "I'm going to trouble Rong Daoyou this time."

Rong Fei's handsome face again hung a shy smile, shook his head, "let's go." He put the Bagua tray away and took Murong Ling to the central building. Soon after, he heard the noise of fighting.

Far away, Murong Ling could feel the cold and desolate sword. She was overjoyed and ran out of the shelter to see that it was Li cangmin!

He was fighting with five friars in the middle period of the Yuan Dynasty. In the distance, there were three friars in the early period of the Yuan Dynasty attacking with cold arrows. Rao Shi Li cangmin's sword skill was too strong to withstand the enemy's back and belly, and his body was red, which was extremely tragic.

Murong Ling's eyes turned red in an instant.

Seeing that a monk in front of him was about to cast a spell, Murong Ling immediately pulled out the thunder hairpin from her temples and urged him to do it. All of a sudden, the thunder curtain was everywhere and crackled toward the monk. Taking advantage of his hurry to resist, Murong Ling pulled out the wooden spirit whip and urged him to devour the skill at the moment when the spirit whip wrapped around the opponent's body!

She seldom uses the phagocytosis skill, because she has no defense and can't be interrupted in the process of exerting it. It's OK that the target is a mortal, but it's difficult for a monk. After all, the other person will not only resist, but even cause the anti phagocytosis effect if the Yuanli and cultivation are higher than her.Although the monk Zhuyuan was attacked by lightning and twisted with a whip, he was still a monk. There was a huge gap between him and Murong Ling, who had only eight layers to refine the yuan. Even if he was deprived of vitality and weak, he still escaped with the help of Yuanli. Even so, his eyes were red and he hit her with the strongest killing move!

Murong Ling is locked in a strong sense of killing and crisis. Her scalp is numb and her back is cold. However, she is not waiting to die. She throws out a handful of seeds of the ghost thorn vine directly to give birth. A thick wooden wall grows in front of her, and she pats more than ten Vajra amulets on her body. With the defense of her long skirt, she can resist the attack of the friars in the early period of the Yuan Dynasty.

The opponent's attack instantly tore her wooden wall defense, and the huge shadow of the sword was looking at her. Murong Ling looked very cool. Suddenly, she saw a red figure quickly blocking her, and she split the sword with her right hand!

Bang!

The shadow of the sword broke up instantly under the light of the sword. However, the magic cast from all directions hit the man accurately, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Murong Ling's heart was about to jump out, and tears were falling down, "Cang min!"

Yes, it's not others who stand in front of her, but Li cangmin, who is fighting with other monks of Zhuyuan. Yu Guang finds Murong Ling's figure. Seeing that she is going to be in danger, he runs to her and blocks the blow for her.

Li cangmin's face with blood showed a happy smile, "ling'er, you're OK. It's really good."

When he finished his sentence, the other friars attacked him again. He quickly put Murong Ling firmly in his hand. His sword was like a rainbow in the sun, and his eyes burst out with cold color. He said, "a sword is dead!"