Chapter 702: Breaking the Spell

Although he knew that there were powerful demon beasts in this mountain range, Ling Changkong was now seriously injured, and it was impossible to go far, so he finally found a relatively safe cave, strengthened his will, and set up a magic circle.

And when the magic circle was arranged, Ling Changkong couldn't help but relax, and a feeling of tiredness followed, and he was already weak and fainted.

Ling Changkong fainted for two days, and after two days, he woke up leisurely, and couldn't help but feel a spirit, Huo Ran sat up, until he remembered that he had already laid out the magic circle, and the people of the Liuli Heavenly Sect couldn't find it, so he let out a long breath.

"It's so dangerous! I should have escaped from the pursuit of the Glazed Heavenly Sect by now. Thinking of what happened before, Ling Changkong still had palpitations, although he had only seen the sixth-layer old man twice, but only he knew the urgency of it.

"I don't know how Yao'er is doing now, whether she has reached the northern state. ”

The glint in his eyes flickered, although he was worried about Wei Mengyao in his heart, Ling Changkong couldn't help but rejoice in his decision, in the face of the people of Liuli Tianzong, he could have nine days of blood to escape, but Wei Mengyao did not have such a powerful escape method, if they did not escape separately, they would definitely be caught and killed by Liuli Tianzong.

"Now is not the time to worry about Wei Mengyao, you have already laid out the magic circle before, and the people of the Glazed Heavenly Sect will not find this place for a while, but whether it is the injury on your body or the tracking charm on your body, you must solve it, otherwise you will never be able to escape the tracking of the Glazed Heavenly Sect. ”

The sound of blood droplets came, reminding Ling Changkong.

"Not bad. With a slight chill in his heart, Ling Changkong nodded secretly, and said, "Just take this opportunity to recover from your injuries, and then crack the tracking charm." ”

After saying that, Ling Changkong stopped inking, sat cross-legged, pinched the trick with both hands, and already started the exercises, and the surrounding Xuan Li gathered over, turned into several streams, and injected into Ling Changkong's body, and after Ling Changkong refined, it replenished his own Xuan power loss.

Since the Xuan Power here is not abundant, even if Ling Changkong wants to recover the Xuan Power, it will take a lot of time.

And after recovering his own Xuan power, Ling Changkong did not stop, and continued to exercise and absorb Xuan power to recover the injuries in his body.

In this way, it took another day and a night, Ling Changkong finally recovered, and although his face was still a little pale at this time, it was much more ruddy than before.

"Now that Xuanli has recovered from his injuries, it's time to start cracking the tracking charm. After checking his own situation, Ling Changkong showed a satisfied smile and said.

He was already about to crack the tracking charm, after all, he also knew that no matter what, this tracking charm was a big constraint after all, and if he didn't break this tracking charm, he would just come out of this hidden magic circle, and he might be noticed by the sixth-layer old man.

If it was in his throat, Ling Changkong naturally didn't want to do this, so after recovering, he didn't stop and wanted to crack the tracking spell.

"Wait, you've recovered now, but you're not in good shape, and cracking the tracking spell is a time-consuming and laborious task, so you'd better adjust your state first, and then crack the spell. “

However, just as Ling Changkong was about to crack the tracking spell, the sound of blood droplets came again, but compared to before, he urged Ling Changkong to quickly crack the tracking charm, but this time, he dissuaded, and seemed not to be in a hurry at all.

"It's fine. Hearing the words of the blood droplet, Ling Changkong's eyes flickered, and he pondered for a moment, then nodded and agreed.

He still understands this truth, so he meditates at the moment, regulates himself, and adjusts his state to the best state.

After about a stick of incense, Ling Changkong finally adjusted his state, his eyes suddenly opened, as if there was a flash of essence, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Okay, Supreme Supreme Tracking Charm, I want to see how much patience you have." ”

After saying that, Ling Changkong closed his eyes again, but this time he did not operate the exercises, but reversed the Xuan Force.

The Xuan Force reversed, the qi and blood went backwards, Ling Changkong's face suddenly turned red, and in this blood red, a purple light hairspring was faintly visible, constantly swimming.

"That's it!"

After perceiving the purple light gossamer, Ling Changkong suddenly couldn't help but have a wit, whether it was divine sense or Xuan power, he all pounced on it, surrounding the purple light gossamer.

In the face of Ling Changkong's heavy encirclement, the purple light gossamer seemed to have no fear, and suddenly the purple light burst out, breaking through several barriers in an instant.

However, how could Ling Changkong allow the purple light gossamer to rush out like this? After the Xuanli Divine Consciousness barrier was broken, more Xuanli Divine Consciousness Barrier was immediately laid down.

In the face of more and more barriers, the purple light hairspring is like a bamboo, constantly breaking through one barrier after another.

And if you observe carefully, you will find that although the purple light hairspring is like a bamboo, but as it breaks through one barrier after another, its own light is also slowly decreasing, although it is extremely subtle and not obvious, but it is indeed there.

And just as Ling Changkong was spending the purple light hairspring, on the other side, the sixth-layer old man suddenly noticed something, and the old face suddenly changed and became ugly.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you?" Liu Gou on the side noticed this strange situation and hurriedly asked with concern.

"The thief actually wanted to break the tracking spell set by the old man. The sixth-story old man said with a gloomy old face, sneering.

"What about us?" Hearing the words of the sixth-story old man, Liu Gou couldn't help but feel nervous, now that they had arrived in the Western State, they still couldn't find any trace of Ling Changkong, and knew that Ling Changkong was hiding.

In other words, now that tracking charm is the only clue to find Ling Changkong, if even this clue is broken, then they really can't find Ling Changkong.

"Don't worry, that thief wants to crack the old man's tracking spell, and don't see if his fluff has grown......"

Compared to Liu Gou, the sixth-layer old man was not in a hurry at all, he was very clear about the tracking spell he had placed, even the seventh-layer old man and the eighth-layer old man were helpless about it, let alone a small early Xuanhuang.

However, before he finished speaking, his face couldn't help but change, and he shouted angrily, "Bold thief!

He had already noticed that the tracking charm he had placed in Ling Changkong was getting strangely weaker and weaker at this time.

It is unbelievable that a small early Xuan Emperor was able to consume the supreme supreme charm.

But at this time, the sixth-story old man didn't care about thinking so much, and hurriedly sat cross-legged, pinching the trick with both hands, and the mysterious power on his body rolled.

When Liu Gou saw the appearance of the sixth-layer old man, he knew that the latter wanted to remotely control the tracking charm to resist the wear and tear of Ling Changkong, and he was secretly nervous in his heart, but he was helpless, so he could only protect the sixth-layer old man by the side.

And when the sixth-layer old man began to remotely control the tracking charm, Ling Changkong clearly felt that the purple light hairspring was even more majestic and powerful, and it also changed the previous aimless collision, and it seemed that there was a spirit swimming in his body, which made him a little unpredictable for a while.

But now, how could Ling Changkong give up like this? He even used his strength to contain and consume the purple light hairspring.

This book was first published in Reading Rim