After seeing the situation on his face clearly, Han Yu gasped!

Beneath the clouds was a forest, the trees in the middle of which had been cut down, and three crimson iron cylinders the size of water tanks were emitting green smoke, and the rainwater drops evaporated instantly.

Zhao Ziye's face was gloomy, he took out a pitch-black talisman from the storage bag, whispered a few words and disappeared quickly.

"Everyone, hold on, I've sent a transmission note, everyone is waiting for reinforcements. Zhao Ziye said loudly.

The Heavenly Demon Boat slowly fell to the ground, and everyone was looking around in disbelief to look for the enemy, when suddenly dozens of tigers and leopards ran out of the woods and rushed over like a tide.

"Be careful, these are all puppets of the Heavenly Gongzong!" Zhao Ziye said loudly.

Only then did the shocked crowd realize that these tigers and leopards were expressionless, lifeless, and creaking when they ran.

These beast-type puppets ran very quickly, and in just a few breaths, they had already arrived ten zhang in front of the Heavenly Demon Boat, and they opened their mouths one after another, and pillars of light of various colors with the thickness of the bowl mouths shot towards everyone.

"Don't go out, there must be an ambush on the other side, and if you run out, you will find death. Listen to my orders, everyone will form a joint protective shield!" Zhao Zi was also shocked in his heart, and commanded sharply.

Hearing Zhao Ziye's order, several monks in the late stage of foundation building hurriedly joined forces, and others also hurriedly participated, and soon released a huge gray light mask.

"Boom, boom..."

The pillar of light hit the light mask, and the gray light mask instantly crumbled, and the light was uncertain. Everyone was frightened and hurriedly instilled mana, and it became stable and condensed again.

After the first wave of the puppet's attack, everyone standing on the flying boat took action!

More than a dozen people are immortal cultivators after building the foundation, with strong mana, rich combat experience, and the power of the magic weapons in their hands is also amazing.

Wei Chuyang snorted coldly, blue rings flew out of his cuffs, and in the blink of an eye, three or four puppets turned into ice sculptures, while Zhao Ziye opened his mouth and spewed out a purple light shuttle, and in a few flashes, it pierced through dozens of puppets and collapsed to the ground.

Han Yu also sacrificed a small white tower and blasted towards the puppet, smashing a puppet into pieces. The thin bamboo pole standing on the edge of the shield stepped out of the shield and cut a leopard-shaped puppet in two with a long black knife, and his heart was slightly relieved, and the mutation protruded!

A small yellowish bell suddenly appeared above his head and fell towards the top of his head.

The thin bamboo pole was startled, and he was about to retreat from the light mask, when he suddenly felt a piercing magic sound in his ears, and his steps paused slightly!

There was a blur in front of the thin bamboo pole, and a man in a red robe suddenly appeared in front of him, and a red fire snake attacked.

When Zhao Ziye saw this, he saw that with a wave of his cuffs, the fire snake disappeared in an instant!

The thin bamboo pole was confused by the scene in front of him, but his steps still wanted to retreat.

At this moment, a snow-white flying sword struck, circled around the neck, and the human head of the thin bamboo pole "purred" and rolled to the ground.

In the distance, a cold female cultivator dressed in white recalled the flying sword, and the three people who attacked flew back into the dense forest together.

A look of surprise flashed in Han Yu's eyes, but then he returned to normal.

Zhao Ziye looked at the rolling human head with a blue face, and before he could retaliate, hundreds of puppet archers walked out of the woods.

These puppet archers were as tall as ordinary people, holding longbows in their hands, and shooting finger-thick five-colored arrows of light. Although the power is not large, it is endless, and it never stops.

The faces of the people inside the shield were gloomy and they replenished their mana, and they did not attack the puppet with magic weapons like they had just done. They knew the other party was coming prepared.

Using the magic weapon in his hand will consume mana, but he doesn't know how many puppets are hidden in the woods, and they can't afford to consume them. The most correct thing to do is to shrink back and wait for reinforcements.

This area is within the power of the Demon Dao, maybe there will be a master passing by soon, and then the enemies in the forest will retreat, and they may be able to fight back if they retain their mana and kill all the opponents in the forest!

At this moment, a powerful spiritual power fluctuation suddenly erupted in the forest, and a huge black shadow stood up, and a super pillar of light with a diameter of about a foot on his chest broke through the rain curtain and slammed towards the shield.

Zhao Ziye's face changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and threw a golden bowl from his cuffs, which instantly transformed into a behemoth with a diameter of five zhang, and detained everyone under the bowl.

A seven-colored seal inscription golden bowl surged out, condensed into a golden palm in mid-air, and the pillar of light hit the palm, actually resisting the impact of the pillar of light, and it became a stalemate for a while.

The cultivators in the bowl couldn't see the scene outside, and there was a sense of security when they saw the golden bowl on top of their heads, but Zhao Ziye's face was as gloomy as water.

"This magic weapon can support up to fifty breaths, so let's split up and run for our lives then. Zhao Ziye said lightly.

He had several life-saving things on him, and he could easily escape even in the face of the Yudan monk. As for the others, ask for more blessings.

As soon as he heard this, everyone's faces under the golden bowl changed!

"Childe, are there any other reinforcements?" said an ordinary-looking Tsukiji monk in fear.

"I just contacted Black Cloud Castle and told me that if it's fast, it's a cup of tea, and if it's slow, it's just a stick of incense. Everybody go out and hold on. Zhao Ziye said calmly.

The four monks in the early stage of foundation building slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but the faces of those monks in the later stage of foundation building were even more ugly. They looked at each other and nodded slowly.

The power of the golden palm had been exhausted, turning into spiritual light and slowly disappearing in mid-air, Zhao Ziye hurriedly put away the golden bowl and turned into a dark shadow and rushed to the sky.

Several monks in the late stage of foundation building stood together early, and several mana condensed together, and they actually united and fled together.

The rest of the monks were dumbfounded!

I saw that their faces were frightened, and they also dispersed in a hurry, turning into Dao Dao spiritual light and fleeing separately.

Han Yu is speed is not slow, the moment the golden bowl disappeared, he threw the golden pen in his hand into the sky, and the person stood on the magic weapon, turning into a golden light and rushing away.

When the white-clothed nun in the woods saw the golden pen, her face changed, and she threw her snow-white long sword into the sky, turning into a white rainbow and chasing after her.

The huge pillar of light that had just disappeared appeared at one time, and the huge pillar of light swept towards the sky, and this person directly turned into a ball of fireball, falling from the sky, and it had become charred black, and he couldn't see it alive.

The other monks also chased after the slower ones, trying to intercept and kill a few more.

Four identical-looking cedar men flew out of the woods, and they jumped into the flying boat and began to search for the cargo on it.

Deep in the woods, a giant ape puppet slowly walked out, with green smoke still emitting from its chest. On the puppet's shoulder sat a man with a vague face, and I saw him throw an object in his hand, and a five-zhang long flying boat appeared above the magic boat.

Countless puppets carry the searched goods onto the flying boat, which is extremely efficient.

.....

Han Yu drove the golden pen in front and the flying sword behind, and the two chased and fled for dozens of miles.

Han Yu frowned, noticing that there were some familiar flying swords behind him, and he didn't care about hiding and releasing a powerful divine sense, sweeping the movement in the woods.

After escaping for another three or four miles, Han Yu paused violently with the golden pen, and looked at the chasing sword shadow with a calm face.

The flying sword stood up ten zhang away from Han Yu, revealing the cold female cultivator just now. Han Yu sighed slightly in his heart, this person was his old acquaintance, the daughter of the head of Yu-Yu Ningwu!

"Is the golden pen under your feet?" Yu Ningwu looked at the magic weapon under the scholar's feet, and said with an indifferent expression.

"Senior Sister Yu, to make a long story short, this is my newly collected information, and you give it to Ling Old Ancestor. Hearing this, Han Yu put his hand on the storage bag and threw a book scroll over.

"Who the hell are you?" Yu Ningwu said with a fierce look on her face that could no longer remain calm.

Then the woman put the flying sword in front of her, and an amazing sword aura burst out from her body, extremely sharp!

Han Yu was a little surprised when he heard this, but in this case, he didn't have time to reminisce about the past, and with a movement of his arm, a ray of light shot out.

Yu Ningwu's expression changed, and he saw his jade hand towards the void, and an invisible force rolled out.

The light trembled slightly, and it was quietly suspended in front of the female cultivator, and it was Han Yu's inner door token!

Yu Ningwu grabbed the token in his hand and examined it carefully, and said with a slight tremor in his voice: "You are really Senior Brother Han, you are not dead?"

Han Yu had a headache when he heard this, and said quickly: "The situation is urgent now, it's not time to catch up with the past, this book is a little scattered information collected from it, I don't know if it can help the sect." ”

"Aren't you going back with me?" Yu Ningwu hadn't digested the information yet, and subconsciously asked when she heard Han Yu's words.

"I still have some things to deal with, and I will rush back to the sect in three years. Han Yu said impatiently.

"I still have something to trouble Senior Sister..."Han Yu suddenly withdrew the self-defense shield and said lightly.

.....

Half an hour later, Zhao Ziye returned to the woods with two monks from the Yudan period and hundreds of foundation building monks.

The rain was heavy, the woods were full of the remains of some puppets, the magic boat was also in a mess, some spiritual materials and spirit stones were everywhere, and the sneak attackers had long disappeared without a trace.

After a while, several monks from the late stage of foundation building also rushed back, bowed to the two monks of the Yudan period, and stood aside silently.

After another moment, some of the monks from the foundation building period also rushed back, and a confused figure came from the woods silently.

This person was dressed as a scholar, his face was as pale as paper, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and there was a shallow sword mark on his body.

The two of them swept away, and they didn't continue to pay attention, this person must also be a member of the guard.

Wei Chuyang, who was floating in mid-air, changed his face slightly, and asked with concern, "Brother Han, are you okay?"

"Ahem..." Han Yu coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with a wry smile: "The girl who chased me is really powerful, and she finally escaped with a small life." ”