Ji Daoren didn't have time to think about it, shrugged up and took off, intending to catch up, but he didn't do more than ten zhang, and he felt a crisis coming, and a sharp feeling approached his neck, which shocked his hair to stand on end.

It happened suddenly, at this moment he was on the run, and he didn't have time to turn around and dodge, and besides, there were a few people who had left the scene before, and he didn't dare to entrust his life to the talisman treasure light, and his mind moved, and he already had a magical power.

A sword light passed through his chest, but it was like slashing a phantom, and it was not hurt in the slightest.

Ji Daoren was also shocked, shook his sleeves, and a magic talisman that was broken in half floated down lightly from the inside.

His magical power is "hanging from each other", and in times of crisis, he can replace the talisman refined by his own essence and blood.

It's just that this talisman is not easy to refine, he only brought two out of the mountain gate, and since the Fu Yang Sect was destroyed, he can no longer gather the elixir to refine this thing.

Startled by this, he retreated dozens of feet, looked up, and saw that another sword light flew into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

But he didn't dare to move, he was sure that he had gone, and then he suddenly thought: "This Zhang Daoist should be short of mana, and he knows that it is difficult to escape, so he deliberately counted me a hand, and this time I really escaped!"

Although he thought so, he was not in a hurry to chase after him.

Seeing the sword light piercing out, he thought that Zhang Yan had fled, but he didn't know that instead of leaving, he was secretly lying on the side, secretly attacking himself with a flying sword. Suffering this loss, he didn't dare to be careless anymore, and cautiously took a turn in Qianros, and Zuihou saw that he was indeed gone, so he scolded. Hurry up and chase the light.

was about to reach the hole, but he hesitated, became vigilant, and slowed down his retreat slightly.

He took out a big jade pheasant with his thumb, held up his palm, and was illuminated by the skylight, showing a misty brilliance, such as the sky at the beginning of the day, with the yang wanting to vomit, and his whole person was covered with a layer of blue and red glow.

This thing is called the Dawn Stone. There is a successful pheasant spirit imprisoned inside. Because most of the exercises in the Fuyang Sect are yin, this thing was originally used to ward off evil spirits, and if it is at the cost of damage at a critical moment, it can also be used to defend oneself. Its effect does not even allow high-grade mysteries.

Even he didn't find out about it. Zhang Yan was the sword. Although it didn't hurt his life, it also wore off a lot of sharpness and became more cautious.

With the treasure in his hand. He dared to go up with confidence, but only when he came out of the hole and suddenly felt the evil wind pressing down.

Looking up, but the face has changed, there are countless yellow mangs in the sky gathered together, as big as a high mountain, towering, at this moment is pressing downward, its momentum is heavy and majestic, almost irresistible, if it goes up like this, it is bound to collide together.

He hurriedly retracted the retreat, wanting to avoid it from the right side, but not far away, hundreds of ink-colored water droplets flew head-on, all of which hit the talisman treasure light, and instantly shattered into a scattered aura, until it encountered a layer of guarding the glow in the middle of the room, and was blocked, but even so, the figure was shocked and retreated.

At this time, the mountain sank suddenly, and smashed on his head with a bang, although it was blocked by the dawn stone, he was also dizzy, his chest was swollen, his ears were like a drum roaring, buzzing, and his body was involuntarily, and he fell into the wire net again.

It wasn't until he fell dozens of feet that he recovered his strength, but his face was pale.

He didn't want Zhang Yan to not only leave, but to guard the gap, looking at this situation, if he didn't take the initiative to dissolve this thousand spider silks, he wouldn't want to go out.

But he really spent a lot of effort arranging this thing, and even in order to prevent Zhang Yan from escaping, he attached a few more spells in the door, and at this moment, in a hurry, how easy is it to solve it? Not only will it consume a lot of mana, but it will take at least half an hour, even if Zuihou goes out, the previous advantage will be lost.

Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, he heard Zhang Yan's clear voice coming from outside: "This fellow Daoist, if the poor Dao has not guessed wrong, the treasure of the Southwest Dragon Pillar should have been stolen by you and Hui Xuan, and Elder Zhong Tailin thought that he would also die in the hands of the two of you?"

Ji Daoren frowned, and then sneered: "So what?"

Zhang Yan's voice came again: "Poor Dao has sent a flying book to the head of Qiao, it won't be long before he will lead the crowd to arrive, and the people who accompany him, maybe there are also the heads of the three factions of Nanzhou, I don't know if at that time, Daoist friends may deal with it?"

When Ji Daoren heard this, he was shocked, at this moment, the heads of all the factions in Dongshengzhou gathered under the dragon pillar, these people didn't know that the Nine Yellow Star Beads in their hands had been lost, if they knew that he was here, they would definitely rush to besiege and kill him desperately.

Thinking of this section, he couldn't help but panic, but his mouth was still stiff, and he said: "I don't believe that Daoist friends don't have hot eyes on the Nine Yellow Star Beads, aren't you afraid that one more person will share them?"

Zhang Yan said with a smile: "Believe it or not, it's all up to the Taoist friends themselves, if the Taoist friends are patient, just wait." ”

Ji Daoren understood that he had just taken a step slow to go out, and during that time Zhang Yan did have enough opportunity to send out the flying book, this is probably not a lie, thinking of this, he suddenly felt remorseful, he knew that this was the case, and he should not delay and hesitate, so as not to fall into the dilemma of being trapped here.

But in the final analysis, this is a conspiracy, if he wants to live, he has to go up and fight for his life under this unfavorable situation.

His expression was gloomy, and it was not only time-consuming but also laborious to untie the Qianluo spider silk, but Zhang Yan could calmly recover his mana outside, even if he went out, how could he still fight with him when he was exhausted? Therefore, this strategy was absolutely impossible.

He took out the Xiaochen Stone and looked at it, shook his head, there was already a deep crack on this magic weapon, and the spirit was lost a lot, and I don't know how many times I could resist it.

Maybe only by moving the death talisman can he break out, but there is only one zuihou left in this thing, and he is also very reluctant.

After thinking about it for a long time, he sighed secretly and said: "I think I can't take the Nine Yellow Star Beads today, the longer I delay here, the more danger there will be, so I can only try to get out first, and then see if there is a chance in the future." ”

looked up at the sky, pinched a trick, and sacrificed the talisman treasure light, and after being ready, he shook his robes and flew up. After a short time, he rushed out of the hole, and only then did he get out of here, and suddenly saw a big hand covering the sky pressed down on the top, and he snorted, twisted and flashed, and was about to break out of his fingers.

At this time, a sword light suddenly flashed in front of him, and they all fell on the talisman treasure light, and suddenly there was a tremor, at this moment he only cared about escaping, and had no intention of maintaining it, the treasure light was scattered after only a few breaths, fortunately, there was still a dawn stone in his body, and this treasure suddenly flashed a light, and the sword light bounced away in the future.

Ji Daoren had already left Xuanhuang's big hand behind him at this moment, and when he looked back, he couldn't help but feel like he had escaped, and he was about to return to his body with the method of tracing the truth, but he was in a state of shock, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

Zhang Yan stood on top with his hands behind him, his sleeves flying in the wind, and above the sky behind him, there was a purple cloud in his eyes, thunder and lightning in the middle, thunder and thunderbolts roared, faintly forming a big net, almost enveloping this piece of heaven and earth.

Ji Daoren only felt that the thunder seemed to be able to restrain his own exercises, and he was shocked to his eardrums, his headache was abnormal, he was uncomfortable, and even the mana was difficult to transfer.

He also judged that this thunder was many times stronger than when he killed Hui Xuan, and the best choice at this moment was to retreat into the Qianluo Spider Silk, but he finally broke out, how could he go back?

Besides, he was in a hurry to get out, the momentum was too violent, and he came out for several miles, and before he could retreat, the thunder and lightning had already fallen by itself, thinking of this, he was ruthless and determined to resist hard.

Immediately bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed several mouthfuls of essence blood on the dawn stone, and saw a rainbow circle on his body, and a majestic pheasant with bright feathers flew out of it, spreading its wings widely, singing and screaming, blocking the front of his body.

Zhang Yan smiled, calmly raised his hand, and then gently waved down, and in an instant, thousands of electric snakes slashed down into the air!

Hearing thunder in the sky, the pheasant roared for a long time, took the initiative to flap its wings, and at the beginning it could still wrestle with the thunder and lightning, but once the Zixiao divine thunder was issued, the power was strong once, and after resisting seven times, it was finally not supported, and with a wail, the spirit was dispersed and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Without this bird to stop them, all Lei Mang turned their spearheads to Ji Daoren.

Ji Daoren still didn't know that at this moment it was a matter of life and death, if he didn't kill the person who cast the spell, the thunder would probably not stop this day, so he took advantage of the gap between the Zixiao Divine Thunder and the pheasant, and rushed away desperately, and when he reached the clouds, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a white light arrow shot out, heading straight for Zhang Yan.

This magic power is called "Xie Yang Six Turning Arrows", which can be attacked by the opponent's qi, and when it encounters invisible things, it will turn into tangible, and when it encounters tangible things, it will turn into intangible, and it can change back and forth up to six times, specializing in the monk's soul, and the middle one will lose his sanity at the lightest, and the soul will be scattered.

This is the most vicious magic power in the Fuyang Sect, the caster needs to give up the longevity of the two Jiazi before he can perform, when the five major factions besieged the mountain gate of the Fuyang Sect, there were not a few monks who died under this technique, because the cost was too great, if it was not forced to the point of desperation, Ji Dao people would never use it.

After using this technique, he only felt a burst of prostration, but he did not forget to hold the death talisman under his tongue, at this time, thousands of thunder lights came up together, gathered on him, and boomed, as if the stone broke the sky,

After a while, he appeared from the inside, spit out a mouthful of black slag, although there was a substitute death charm in his body, he avoided this blow, but under the thunder shock, the law body was no longer firm before, from the waist, no longer saw the feet, but as if a gust of wind swept in, it would collapse away, he tried his best to hold on, and said secretly: "This time I go back, I am afraid that it will take another hundred years of cultivation to recover the vitality, fortunately, in addition to this person, as long as you get the Nine Yellow Star Beads, it is not a loss." ”

He was extremely confident in the "Xie Yang Six Turning Arrows", since the creation of the Fu Yang Sect, no one had escaped under this method, he took a breath, opened his eyes, but his body trembled, and he froze on the spot, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

In the middle of that day, the thunder did not disperse as expected, but gathered in the sky, the wind and thunder, and the rumbling echoed, and an offensive was brewing there.

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...... (To be continued......)