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The most conspicuous one among the crowd was Taoist Chi Li. He took out the Red Dragon's Wrath, and with one spray, the tree branches and flowers quickly turned into ashes.

As for the fire talismans of other people, they have to be repeated two or three times before the trees can be burned to ashes.

In the tortoise bone, Long Er cursed loudly, "Son of a bitch! The Red Dragon's Wrath was made by Shi Lao San with great effort, and the bastards from Taiji Sect actually used this thing to deal with us. How shameless!"

Two hours later, the area within a radius of five miles turned into a scorched earth, and not a trace of green could be seen.

The monks guarding the four directions held magic plates in their hands, constantly testing whether there were any fluctuations of spiritual energy in the sea of ​​fire.

Disappointingly, nothing was found except a raging fire.

Taoist Tianxu was very disappointed, "Damn it! What's going on? There's still no movement!"

Lei Jingshan saw that all the trees were burned and the whole mountain was covered with a thick layer of black ash. He couldn't help but frowned, "Second brother, the ash underground is half a foot thick. If Shi Feng's space magic weapon is not big, it will not be easy to find if it is hidden in it."

Lei Xiaokong pondered in silence. He was certain that Shi Feng had not escaped far, but as the sun was setting and night was falling, he felt uneasy after a whole day of hard work without any results.

Leng Feng, who was standing by, suddenly said, "Fort Master Lei, I might be able to help with this matter."

Lei Xiaokong was overjoyed, "Oh, then I'll have to trouble Daoist Brother Leng to show his might."

"It's not a display of divine power, it's just some small tricks!"

As he spoke, Leng Feng turned his wrist and revealed a bowl.

This treasure is about half a foot wide and is made entirely of crystal, which is translucent and translucent. If you look closely, you will see a dragon carved on the side of the bowl, with wings on its back and a very long beard, but no horns on its head.

A cultivator in the crowd recognized this as a wind dragon, one of the most powerful species of true dragons.

Leng Feng held the crystal bowl in his left hand and muttered a spell.

After a cup of tea, Leng Feng lightly flicked the bowl with his right index finger. With a clear "ding" sound, the wind dragon on the bowl swam out from the crystal wall, its body growing larger and larger.

When the wind dragon grew to more than ten feet long, a sense of oppression gradually spread.

The Jindan cultivators in the crowd around them all looked calm, but the foundation-building cultivators were already a little uneasy and were secretly practicing their skills to be on guard.

The wind dragon continued to grow, and it did not stop until it was a hundred feet long. Its wings spread out, covering an area of ​​two miles in radius.

Leng Feng drew a circle with his right hand, and the spell changed. The wind dragon opened its mouth and a violent wind gushed out.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, making everyone's clothes rustle, and the disciples with low cultivation levels were unable to open their eyes.

The black ash on the ground was blown into the air, and from a distance, a black tornado fell from the sky to the ground.

"What a magical power!" Lei Xiaokong praised loudly, "Fellow Daoist Leng, crush these ashes and see if there is anything hidden inside!"

"Yes, sir!"

The magic words in Leng Feng's hands changed again, the wind dragon flapped its wings, countless wind blades appeared, circling and cutting back and forth.

Lei Xiaokong had previously instructed that the fire on the mountain must be set thoroughly and completely, and all the branches, flowers and leaves were burned to ashes. At this moment, the wind dragon stirred again, and the ashes were also broken into pieces, turning into fine sand-like particles.

Everyone took out their magic disks to detect it. However, after looking for a long time, they did not find any suspicious objects.

Finally, the wind dragon took a big gulp and swallowed the black ash in the sky. Then, the ashes fell into the crystal bowl like a black line.

This was repeated seven times, and all the black ash on the ground was sucked into the Wind Dragon Bowl, and the area within a radius of five miles suddenly became a bare rock mountain. But even so, no space magic weapon was found.

Lei Xiaokong pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Daoyou Tianxu, what do you think Shi Feng's space magic weapon is?"

"How would I know? Space magic weapons are nothing more than towers, tripods, boxes, bottles, lamps and the like, but no one has seen anything."

Lei Xiaokong paused for each word and said slowly, "Is there a possibility that Shi Feng's space magic weapon is a piece of stone?"

Long Er's laughter stopped abruptly, as if cut off by a sharp blade. He looked terrified, "Oh no! This old guy has discovered us!"

After hearing this, everyone looked at the large and small stones on the ground.

Taoist Tianxu nodded and said, "That makes sense, but how can we identify so many stones?"

Lei Xiaokong said, "I can't think of any solution, so why not use the dumbest method and check it piece by piece.

Even if that space magic weapon has no spiritual energy, with our skills, ordinary stones will break if we squeeze them. If it can't be squeezed, there must be something wrong."

Long Er was getting more and more panicked. "This is not good. There are only a few thousand stones in this five-mile radius. They have so many people that they will find the tortoise bones soon!

No, Shi Laosan, hurry up and break out, or you will be caught in a trap by others!"

Qin Bing and Xiao Hei both became anxious and looked at Shi Feng. Shi Feng frowned and couldn't think of any clever way to get out of this situation.

The white fox sighed, "Unfortunately, I haven't dealt with the stone demon yet, otherwise, he could help."

Ever since obtaining the Stone Demon, the White Fox has been trying to erase the consciousness left by Fei Hongzi in the Stone Demon's mind. However, Fei Hongzi is a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage and half a step away from refining the void, so his consciousness is abnormally powerful. The White Fox is afraid of provoking abnormal movements and exploding the Stone Demon's consciousness palace, so he is very cautious and progress is extremely slow. Thirty years have passed and it has not yet been completed.

Shi Feng hurriedly said, "Absolutely not. Once the Stone Demon appears, it may immediately attract Fei Hongzi, and then the trouble will be even greater."

Lei Zixiao picked up a stone from the ground and clenched his right hand. "Ba," the stone turned into a pile of powder. "Second uncle, your method is good. We have many people. We can search all the stones on this mountain in one or two hours."

As he said this, he went to pick up the second stone.

"Nephew Lei! Stop it." Leng Feng suddenly shouted.

Lei Zixiao was startled and threw the stone down, "Senior Leng, is there anything wrong with me doing this?"

Leng Feng snorted, "There are almost a hundred people on the mountain now, searching everywhere in a panic. What if someone finds a suspicious stone and quietly hides it in a storage bag? What should we do then?"

Taoist Tianxu stroked his beard and said, "Fellow Daoist Leng has a point. Why don't we pair people from different sects into two groups? This way, they can supervise each other..."

Leng Feng interrupted, "Can't we work in groups of two? Not to mention groups of two, even groups of ten are not allowed."

Lei Xiaokong smiled bitterly and said, "What do you think, Daoist Fellow Yi Leng?"

"It's very simple. Let's act together. Each sect will send one person to inspect the stone, and the others will supervise from the side."

Lei Xiaokong frowned, "Fellow Daoist Leng, isn't this too slow?"

"How slow can it be? It's just a few thousand stones. With our skills, we can crush them all in two hours."

Lei Xiaokong looked around and saw that Taoist Tianxu, Zhang Wanqing, Jingxu, Chili and others did not object.

"In that case, let's look for it together."

Lei Xiaokong didn't want to waste time, so he used his finger to grab a stone in the air. A stone flew up from the ground and turned into powder as soon as it landed in his palm.

His skills were much stronger than Lei Zixiao's. He didn't even need to clench his fist. He could shatter the stone with his magic power alone.

So, Lei Xiaokong took the lead, and the others followed behind and began to search through the stones one by one.

The place where they were talking was no more than thirty or forty feet away from the black tortoise bone. Although there were only five people taking action, Lei Xiaokong, Taoist Tianxu, Leng Feng, Zhang Wanqing, and Taoist Chili were all outstanding among the Jindan cultivators and had profound skills.

As the stones were crushed, everyone slowly approached the black tortoise bones.

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