Chapter 48 Breaking into Huangsha’s subordinates At this time, Xuyang, who had already crossed most of the storm, also received the message from the black-faced old man. "Stop! I've never heard of the Yinluo Sect! Stop and show your identity, and wait for the two of us to check! If you are really not from Tiannan, my Huangsha tribe will treat you with courtesy!" Xuyang's face froze and he was quite annoyed. He didn't respond, and he couldn't respond. This damn formation only targeted the spiritual consciousness of outsiders. At this moment, he was in a sandstorm, and his spiritual consciousness could only penetrate a hundred feet, as if it was obstructed by something. "Damn it! What are the Ten Great Demon Sects? Don't you have any dignity at all? Didn't the original novel say that the Yinluo Sect and the Mulan people have a good relationship? Aren't the two of them connected yet?" In the yellow sand, a purple light flashed through Xuyang's eyes, and he kept scanning to prevent himself from accidentally entering any powerful restrictions. After transforming, his spiritual eyesight also greatly increased in power, and he could see through the strange yellow wind of hundreds of feet with his naked eyes. He did not change his direction and continued to pass through layers of obstacles, without any regard for the two people trying to intercept him, and sneered in his heart. "There's a road to heaven but you don't take it, there's no door to hell but you break in! If you want to die so badly, I'll deal with you after we get out of this damn formation." A moment later, when Xuyang was about to break out of the other side of the yellow sandstorm, the yellow wind a hundred feet ahead suddenly rolled over, and two old men holding small yellow flags appeared. They were the two mages of Mulan who had taken advantage of the terrain and were one step ahead. After the two men appeared, they raised the small flag in their hands without saying a word. Countless runes surged, and the flag soared to three feet high. At the same time, several hurricanes hundreds of feet high emerged from the yellow wind, carrying rolling yellow sand, and crushed towards Xuyang.
Xuyang was only slightly startled and stopped his escape. His face quickly returned to calm and he expressionlessly spat out the red flame cone wrapped in dragon flames. Amid the explosion, the red flame cone flashed with a three-color halo. After a "spin" the halo expanded wildly to more than ten feet. It disappeared on the spot and rushed towards the middle-aged old man with deeper cultivation among them with astonishing power. At the same time, he clenched his fists, his arms danced like phantoms, and in a short breath, he punched more than ten times in a row at the incoming hurricanes! The strong wind stirred up by the Air-Walking Technique was howling, and the two sides collided with each other with a loud rumbling sound. In an instant, countless dull wind balls exploded and scattered! On the other side, the red flame cone, carrying the enormous power of the three-color halo, emptied the air and rushed to a dozen feet in front of the black-faced old man! Feeling the terrifying spiritual pressure of the three-color halo, the black-faced old man standing behind the giant banner was suddenly frightened and became very anxious. Although the spiritual art instantly cast by the clan's treasure, the Magic Dust Banner, was powerful, it consumed a huge amount of mana and he was just at the point of recovering his mana. In the critical situation, the black-faced old man forced himself to summon his magic power, and quickly sent out a shield and a mirror, an ancient treasure, to intercept, just to block it for a while. After a moment, when he had recovered his breath, the old man bit his tongue and forced out a mouthful of blood, spitting it on the giant banner, and then set off an even bigger black hurricane that roared towards him! The three-color halo was already rolling over here. The ancient mirror wailed as soon as it came into contact with it, and broke into countless pieces before melting away piece by piece. Then, a shield that was obviously of stronger quality grew to several feet in size and was pushed up, shining brightly, and it looked like it was about to collapse! The huge black hurricane behind finally arrived at this time. With the help of the formation, the wind overcame the fire, and the rolling evil wind tore at the three-color halo like a knife! At the junction of wind and fire, on one side there was a three-color halo that was invading inch by inch with a tendency to roll back at the edge, and on the other side there was an ancient shield treasure that was shining brightly and a misty yellow hurricane, forming a clear dividing line, and the two sides were temporarily deadlocked. But the next moment, the red flame cone trembled slightly, the halo converged, turned a corner, and passed by the old man not far away, heading straight out of the yellow sand formation! The old man was stunned. He looked around and saw no trace of Xuyang in the murky yellow sand. "I would be stupid to fight with you in the ancient formation. It's a thankless task!" Under the cover of the yellow sand, Xuyang had already activated his escape technique again and had now left the range of the yellow sand. "You thief have gone too far in bullying me! Don't run away!" Having lost an ancient treasure in just one encounter, the black-faced old man was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. He roared wildly and chased after him without hesitation. The old man holding the earthen bowl next to him had a look of shock and fear on his face. If the person who came just now was targeting him, he might have been trapped in the formation by the Magic Dust Banner, but his cultivation and magical powers were far inferior to those of the black-faced old man. He would definitely not be able to withstand the head-on attack. How could he survive? So he watched his companions chasing after him, his expression changed, and he deliberately took a breath of time before slowly catching up. At this time, on the other side, the black-faced old man who had been tricked was furious. He lost his composure in anxiety, holding the ancient treasure and under the protection of the giant banner, he rashly chased out. As a result, just as he rushed out of the yellow sand area, he heard a loud sound of wind and thunder in the distance. Xuyang, who had already escaped hundreds of feet away, appeared in front of him again like a ghost, and opened his big hand to grab his crown! The black-faced old man was startled, and hurriedly pushed the giant banner and ancient shield to the extreme. At the same time, he took out a handful of talismans from the storage bag, turned them into colorful lights, and rushed forward. A moment later, Xuyang was holding a fat, white Nascent Soul with its eyes closed in his left hand, a storage bag in his right hand, and a motionless ochre-colored small banner and several broken pieces of ancient treasure under his feet. Looking at the other person who hurriedly retreated into the formation, disappeared in the wind and sand, and quickly disappeared from the range of spiritual consciousness, Xuyang sneered.
"You are wise!" Then Xuyang put away the small banner, put away the storage bag, sealed his Nascent Soul with the black jade box, and activated the Wind and Fire Escape again, heading towards the depths of the vast grassland. In several large formations in the south direction of the sky, the cultivators inside used monitoring methods to detect the abnormalities here, and immediately became busy, with horns blasting and war drums beating. More than a dozen rays of light with murderous aura rushed out from the formations, and the large formations were also slowly pressing forward from the rear. After a moment of silence on this side, the yellow sand formation also rushed forward with the same wild wind and sand, not wanting to be outdone. A month later, Xuyang had penetrated millions of miles into the Mulan grassland, and had searched back and forth in a zigzag pattern from east to west twice! "That's weird! In the original novel, when Han Lao Mo first entered Yunmeng Mountain and the good and evil sides were plotting to obtain the Holy Tree Alcohol Liquid, he clearly said that the Xuantian Immortal Vine was found in an ancient cultivator's cave on the edge of the Mulan Grassland! Why isn't it here?" "Could it be that the withered fairy vine cannot be retrieved by the jade pendant? Or..." As Xuyang's escape light stopped, he cast his gaze towards the border line. Could it be that the ancient cave was on the border of the magicians on the Zheng State's front line? "That's the only part of the border that hasn't been searched yet! According to the information obtained by the soul-searching mage, that's where the main force of the Ziyang tribe, the second largest tribe in Mulan, is gathered! Most of the tribe's men are gathered there, not only are there more than a dozen Yuanying mages, but there's also a late-stage divine master!" Master~! Ticket! Hide! Chase! Understand? (End of this chapter)
