"Ding, when you detect that you are marked, the other party will find out your whereabouts and location at any time. Will you spend experience value to expel it? This expel requires 120 experience value!"

Xu Xing was so excited that he had no tears. He had just obtained 300 experience points, but in a blink of an eye he would spend another 120 points, and this was entirely caused by his own cheap hands!

If I don’t destroy the spirit card, I will definitely not have such a thing!

Xu Xing guessed that the owner of the sound in the blood light was probably the Jindan stage cultivator who cast the blood curse!

As for what kind of cultivation that person is now, Xu Xing could not imagine.

But even if the other party is still in the Jindan realm, he is a small person in the innate realm. How can he withstand the concern of the Jindan monk?

I immediately consumed 120 experience points and chose to expel them.

After deducting the experience value, Xu Xing vaguely felt that something seemed to have been pulled out of his blood.

Then, he really saw a ray of blood coming out of his body and slowly dissipated into the air.

Xu Xing let out a long sigh, worried that the blood-lighted owner would come to check it out, and did not dare to stay for a long time, so he quickly left the place.

Half a day later, a young man with a cold face appeared in the ancestral hall of the Xu family's ancestral house. After seeing the wood chips all over the ground, his face looked even colder.

He ignored the body of the old eunuch, stood in the middle of the ancestral hall, flipped his hand, took out a compass, injected his magic power into it, and watched intently.

The compass suddenly lit up, and it was displayed on it from all directions, east, west, south, north, and many directions.

But after seeing the compass, the young man looked a little ugly, his eyes were angry and disbelief, and he said in a speechless voice: "How is it possible? The blood seal has been penetrated into his body. The ancestor's spell will never go wrong. How could he not be able to track his trace? Could this person have the ability to cover the blood seal or a strange treasure?"

A hint of greed flashed in the young man's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I really didn't expect that I thought it was a boring chore, but I came to kill a little ant, but I didn't expect that this little ant could actually bring surprises! Humph, I want to see where you, the little ant, can escape!"

"Who are you? How come you showed up here!"

Outside the ancestral hall, two disciples of the Xu family stood, one was a little thinner and the other was a little fat. The one who shouted was the slightly fat disciple.

The young man looked back and stretched out his hand, and a powerful suction force emerged. The slightly fat disciple immediately flew up and landed in the young man's hands.

The young man gently lifted the collar of the man's chest with his hands, with a grin on his face, and said softly: "Where is the person who broke into the ancestral hall? What do you look like? Do you have the objects on him? In which direction did you escape?"

The slightly fat disciple felt that his body was imprisoned by an invisible powerful force, and he could not move at all. He said in horror: "Let me down! Let me down!"

The young man's eyes turned cold and he patted his hand gently. The slightly fat disciple didn't even snort, and he immediately burst into blood mist.

The young man made another move, and the explosion of blood mist slowly contracted, turning into a bright red blood light, drilled into his hand and disappeared.

After all this, the young man turned to look at the remaining slightly thin disciple outside the ancestral hall.

The slightly thin disciple witnessed the fate of his companion with his own eyes, and was so scared that he was so scared that he saw the young man looking at him, and turned around and wanted to run away.

But as soon as he turned around, he felt a flash in front of him. The young man was already standing in front of him and blocking his way.

The young man held his hands behind his back and asked with a smile: "Where are you? Do you know?"

The slightly thin disciple nodded repeatedly and said, "I... know, I know!" Then, he roughly described Xu Xing's appearance.

The young man thought, "At thirteen or fourteen years old? At this age, he has already entered the innate realm. He looks like a genius! Tsk, I like to kill geniuses the most!" He asked the lightly thin disciple again, "Do you have any items he has with him? Do you know which direction he has fled to?"

The slightly thinner child shook his head in fear.

The young man's eyes were cold: "Useless waste!" With the same palm, he patted the slightly thin disciple into blood mist, condensed into blood light, and disappeared into his hands.

The young man looked gloomy and said to himself: "There are not enough clues, how should we track this?"

A whisper suddenly came from a distance: "From when will the disciples of Xue Ming Zhenren be able to step into my Linji Kingdom at will?"

As the sound rang out, a middle-aged man with grace and grace came in.

The visitor was wearing an official robe, and he was the county magistrate of Nancheng County.

When the young man saw the county magistrate, his face suddenly changed and he said in a deep voice: "Deng Wenhai, why did you come here?" His figure flashed and he was about to escape.

Deng Wenhai raised his hand, and a small golden seal flew out, grew bigger in the air, and pressed towards the young man.

The young man was covered by a seal on his head and his body suddenly froze. Seeing that the seal was about to be smashed down on his head, he gritted his teeth and turned into a bloody shadow. When the seal was pressed down, he barely avoided it.

The golden seal fell between the houses below, but the two seemed not in the same space. Not only did they not crush the houses below, but even the ordinary people from the Xu family did not hurt one of them.

The blood shadow turned into the appearance of a young man again, stopped in the distance, with his left shoulder slightly lowered, obviously suffering some injuries. He gritted his teeth and said, "Deng Wenhai, you are just in the Qi refining realm. Relying on the blessing of the official seal, you sneak attacked me. What's the skill!"

Deng Wenhai said in a majestic expression and indifferent tone: "If you can beat you, that's your ability! In Nancheng County, even a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage may not be my opponent. With your cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi Refining, it would be a delusion to escape from me!"

The young man shouted, "Aren't you afraid that after killing me, it will attract my ancestor?"

Deng Wenhai smiled lightly and said, "You have a golden elixir monk in Fu Geng League. Is it gone to Linji Country? Even if the strength of the golden elixir in Linji Country is slightly weaker than you, as long as you dare to come, how can Feixingmen stand by and watch? Can you beat Feixingmen? If Xueming Zhenren doesn't come, he will be fine. If he comes, he will probably never go back!"

The young man knew that what Deng Wenhai said was a fact. Their strength of the Restoration Geng League had actually surpassed that of Linji Kingdom. However, because he was always afraid of the Feixing Gate, he never dared to blatantly restore the Great Geng Dynasty. He could only sneak in, do some secret moves, slowly accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity.

Generally speaking, even masters of the innate realm dare not send too many. Even if there are innate masters who come to Linji Country occasionally, they will try their best to hide their strength and will not cause any major troubles easily.

The purpose of this is to avoid attracting the attention of the Linji government.

But this time, Xu Xing alone caused all the top leaders of the clan to be destroyed. Not only did one of the Qi Refining Levels died, but even the things left by the Jindan monk were broken by Xu Xing, which attracted a young man.

The young man felt that he came here to kill a little ant that dared to make the ancestor unhappy, but he didn't know that Xu Xing was just a bait thrown by the county magistrate, just to attract cultivators above the Fu Geng League Qi Refining Realm, and couldn't help but jump out.

Therefore, the young man had just arrived at the Xu family's ancestral home and attracted the county magistrate to come in person.

He thought it was a casualty and his luck was not good enough and he leaked his whereabouts, but in fact, it was a trap set by the county magistrate Deng Wenhai patiently!

The young man whispered loudly: "Deng Wenhai, don't be proud! Although I can't beat you, you can't imagine if you want to catch me!" As he spoke, his body turned into a blood shadow again, rushing towards the distance.

The young man knew very well that as long as he could escape to the sea in the east and escape from the scope of Nancheng County, Deng Wenhai would have no choice but to do anything to him.

But Deng Wenhai certainly knew this and would not let the young man succeed. The golden seal flew out again, like a small hill, falling in the sky.

After the young man turned into a blood shadow, although it was very fast, Deng Wenhai's golden seal was not slower than him. He could always fly to his head and fall into the sky.

A few times later, the young man couldn't dodge and screamed, and was smashed by the golden seal.

Deng Wenhai reached out his hand, and the golden seal automatically became smaller and fell back into his hand.

Under the golden seal, the golden light flashed, and a trace of blood was locked in the golden light. The blood light was struggling and conflicting, but it could not change its fate of being tied up by the golden light.

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At this time, Xu Xing had already arrived at the county magistrate's mansion.

Originally, Xu Xing didn't plan to come here. After learning that there were Jindan monks in the Fu Geng League, Xu Xing temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​provoking Fu Geng League and planned to hide and practice hard to improve his strength.

But Xu Xing was afraid that after he hid like this, the county magistrate would be dissatisfied. After all, the county magistrate said that he would try his best to kill as many people as possible in the Fu Geng League and lead the cultivators behind the Fu Geng League.

Xu Xing didn't know yet that he had attracted a cultivator of the seventh level of Qi refining for the county magistrate.

So, he planned to come over and talk to the county magistrate and reason.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to cause trouble for the Fugeng League, but that he doesn’t have the ability for the time being. When his strength improves, he will still go to the Fugeng League.

But what Xu Xing didn't expect was that he did not find the trace of the county magistrate. He was a little disappointed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, I wrote a letter in the county magistrate's study, leaving all the words I wanted to say on the letter paper.

In fact, when Xu Xing came, he was still a little worried. If the county magistrate did not agree to him, would he still have to bite the bullet and provoke the Fugeng League?

Now that the county magistrate is not here, Xu Xing is relieved: I have already written a leave note to you anyway, but you were not there at that time...

When leaving the county magistrate's mansion, Xu Xing met Deng Qiuning again.

At this time, Deng Qiuning was already a warrior at the peak of the third-rate level. His behavior was neat and silence, which was very different from the appearance of the delicate lady before.

However, when Deng Qiuning stood in front of Xu Xing and spoke, he turned back to the lady who looked a little timid.
Chapter completed!