In the vast end of the world, Amu fled to Shanyun, a small city in the northern region of Dongling. However, the pursuers of the Taihuangmen then arrived. Wen Muran and Xiao Luo are definitely strong opponents.

Twenty years, hiding in Dongling?Amu's words surprised Wen Muran and Xiao Luo, but the two of them maintained a tacit understanding and didn't say anything.

Xiao Luo sneered: "Amu, there is no need to say anything more. You and I fight each other, it seems that there is no need to hide any cultivation, take out your true cultivation and fight with me!"

Amu always felt a little strange when he listened to Xiao Luo's words. Although Amu has lost all the treasures, the cultivation of the Soul Cultivation Initial Perfection at this time is absolutely real, and this is already Amu's strongest combat power.

Twenty years ago, Amu stepped into the door of the soul realm, and now it is the first stage of soul cultivation, which is already a good cultivation, what else is there to hide?

However, in fact, Amu has always been planning to escape.

Because, Amu knows very well that unless he can control the magic coffin as he wants, he will not have the slightest advantage in front of Xiao Luo, because the magic treasure on Xiao Luo's body is definitely not inferior to himself, and the realm is far above himself.

Since Amu cultivated immortals, Amu's biggest nemesis is Xiao Luo. Amu and Xiao Luo fought, and they were not half sure.

"You're not a demon, the coffin shouldn't belong to you, it should be mine. You hand over the coffin, and I'll let you live!" Xiao Luo's pale face showed a strange flush.

The magic coffin is quite important to Xiao Luo. Now Xiao Luo, holding seven pages of the Heavenly Scroll, knows more about what the magic coffin means. Otherwise, he and Wen Muran would not have pursued Amu in person so urgently.

"Hehe!" Amu looked at Xiao Luo and sneered, "The demon coffin belongs to you, but it has always been in my body." If you want to kill me, it's not that easy!"

"Okay!" Xiao Luo sneered, knowing that Amu would not be moved, "Take it!"

There is no need to say anything more, Xiao Luo and Wen Muran both know Amu's methods. If it's late, things will change, who knows if the Thousand Flowers Mother-in-law or the Blue Devil will suddenly appear?

Xiao Luo's hand shook, and an extremely majestic liliang came directly to Amu.

As soon as this liliang came out, Amu instantly felt that he was not able to resist. Because that's not soul power!

Amu gasped.

Xiao Luo was actually robbed? Amu almost couldn't believe his feelings. No matter how bad Xiao Luo is, how is this possible?

Twenty years!

However, believe it or not, this is all true.

The power of robbery and cultivation is already an unstoppable imprisoning force for the current Amu.

If you don't need anything else, you can directly imprison Amu at this time. Because, Amu is not the Amu he used to be, he has no magic coffin on him, no battle spirit ancient lamp, and even no remnants of the coffin. In other words, Amu does not have a magic weapon that can resist the coercion of the robbery.

The Brahma Wish Bead on his wrist was still there, but the strength of the Buddha bead was not in this, and it could no longer be used to resist the calamity.

Amu's face was calm, but he secretly screamed in his heart, because at this time, he couldn't move at all around him.

You must know that this is the first time since Amu cultivated immortals. In the past, no matter what realm a monk was, he couldn't imprison Amu by coercion.

The demon coffin was shaken, and all the confinements were scattered. The remnants of the coffin can also withstand almost all coercion.

"Huh?" Xiao Luo, who made the shot, frowned, just a temptation for him.

Amu's combat power, he is very clear, and the scene of killing the scattered souls back then is vivid. Originally, he didn't expect to be able to control Amu with just a shake of his hand, he just wanted to see Amu's true realm.

Although Xiao Luo was extremely surprised by the twenty years in Amu's mouth, but the Initial Great Perfection of Soul Cultivation, Xiao Luo would not believe it no matter what.

At this time, Amu's face was calm and unmoving, which made Xiao Luo more cautious, and his moves couldn't help but be slowed down. And just when he was slow, he heard a crisp sound of "jingling".

A purple light flew up directly and hovered above Amu's head.

The endless demonic aura dispersed, and the strange purple light shrouded Amu in it. Xiao Luo's coercion was dispersed by a shock.

"Huh?" Amu was also stunned.

The realm cultivation of the ancient demon water charm, there is no doubt that the ten thousand demon bells she gave to Amu are naturally not ordinary, but Amu never thought that this ten thousand demon bells could actually reach this level.

This ten thousand demon bell was like the remnants of the original coffin, hanging above Amu's head. Endless demonic energy, protect Amu.

"Hmph!" Xiao Luo sneered and glanced at Amu, and said in his heart that Amu was really pretending to be a ghost. It's just that I didn't see Amu use the remnants of the coffin that was commonly used in the past, and actually made such a demonic bell, which is really surprising.

Wen Muran and Xiao Luo's vision was not low, and they could see at a glance that it was at least an ancient heavenly treasure. It's just that how did Amu get such a treasure of the demon clan? It's really incredible.

"It's really not ordinary!" Xiao Luo's eyes suddenly became white, and he became more serious, it was his magic eyes opened.

At the same time, a black mist gradually appeared on the white robe that was sloppy, but this mist was much thicker than the mist on Amu's body.

Xiao Luo is a real demon body, at this time, his long hair is flying, and his handsome face is full of endless demonic intent.

Whether it was Amu, Wen Muran and Xiao Luo, they all tacitly left the small city of mountains and clouds, and arrived in the void hundreds of miles away.

It is their common principle not to hurt mortals.

At this time, Xiao Luo's demonic qi was released, and hundreds of miles around him were completely shrouded in demonic qi.

In the black mist, he was dressed in a white robe, with a strange face, and his eyes emitted a miserable white light. In fact, Xiao Luo is really more of a demon than Amu.

Even the current Amu looked at Xiao Luo, and he was secretly shocked in his heart.

Is it possible for the demon cultivator of the Tribulation Realm to sweep the Immortal Realm below? Amu wondered in his heart.

Moreover, don't forget, Xiao Luo is not just a catastrophe, his magic weapon is no worse than Amu.

Zaijian put his hands together, and the black and white rays of light appeared. There were two mirrors, I don't know what material they were, one emitting white light and the other emitting black glow.

"Demon Eye!" Amu frowned, he knew that this was Xiao Luo's magic treasure. In addition to this Demon Eye, Xiao Luo also has Demon Fangs, Demon Heads, and a Demon Clock from the Secret Realm of Desolate Souls. Xiao Luo's magic fate is definitely better than himself.

The Demon Eye appeared, and two rays of light directly despised Amu's Ten Thousand Demon Bells.

In fact, the levels of the two magic weapons are almost the same. However, because the people who use it are different, the power of the True Demon Eye at this time is far greater than that of the Ten Thousand Demon Bells.

The purple glow of Amu's protective body instantly dimmed.

"This won't work!" Amu said secretly in his heart. No matter which aspect he compares, Amu is at an absolute disadvantage. At this time, there are no treasures, let alone Xiao Luo, even Wen Muran, who is a middle-level Great Perfection of Scattered Souls, makes a move, and Amu can't resist it. Amu's current combat power is only below that of Scattered Souls.

Therefore, Amu can only find a chance to escape. However, if you want to find an opportunity to escape under the hands of a robber repair, it is better than the sky.

At this time, the Demon Eye came straight for Amu. Amu shook his hand, and the black rattan directly turned into a dragon shape and flew out.

"Wooh-" The power of the black rattan has not diminished back then, and it still has the momentum of the dragon roaring for nine days, but Xiao Luo is no longer the Xiao Luo of the past.

Now the Canghai Town Dragon Whip played by Amu in the Soul Cultivation Realm has completely failed to cause damage to Xiao Luo.

In fact, the whole battle, if it weren't for Xiao Luo and Wen Muran's preconceived ideas, they thought that Amu was hiding and cultivating and was too cautious.

Xiao Luo has the strength to kill Amu in seconds. If he used thunder methods, Amu wouldn't even have a chance to make a move.

But the power of the black rattan, Xiao Luo instinctively did not dare to underestimate it, and he always felt that Amu must have extraordinary means.

Therefore, Xiao Luo operated the black and white double mirror, polished twice, and swept outward.

"Boom-" The two forces collided, and the dragon form of the zaijian Amu black rattan was directly scattered, and the black rattan flew out upside down.

At this time, Amu did not make any more moves, but drew quickly with both hands.

"Wind, escape, ghost!" The three runes were carved, forming Amu's strongest escape forbidden map.

The black mist of the void flashed, and the light of the forbidden map was dazzling, and the brilliance was endless. The moment the black rattan flew upside down, Amu had already escaped by the wind and escaped.

"Hmm, forbidden map!" Xiao Luo never expected that with Amu's temperament, he chose to escape after just one move. Wen Muran was also stunned.

"Chase!" the two men said in unison.

Although Amu's Wind Escape Ghost Forbidden is powerful, it is not a domain gate, Xiao Luo and Wen Muran unfolded the secret method, and locked Amu's location almost instantly.

In the void of the vast Eastern Chongling, I saw Amu constantly carving runes, and then disappearing. And Xiao Luo and Wen Muran followed closely behind, keeping a certain distance.

However, it is clear that Xiao Luowen Muran still has the advantage. It may only be a matter of time before he catches up with Amu.

Although the Forbidden Map of the Engraving Sigil consumes less soul power, it also consumes it. It's a pity that Amu's Qiankun Ruyi bracelet can't be opened, and it can't be replenished in the slightest, and there are some spirit coins in the green cloth bag, but they are not useful at all.

More importantly, as long as Amu knew, his current soul realm cultivation could only last for an hour. After this hour, he may not even have a chance to run.

If the Tribulation Realm is against the Spiritual Realm, it is like an immortal and a mortal.

A few forbidden maps were shot, and I am afraid that they have run thousands of miles, and Amu's temples are slightly sweaty. But Amu knew that as soon as he stopped, Xiao Luo and Wen Muran would be able to find him in a moment.

Actually, there is a question that Amu didn't understand, that is, what Xiao Luo relied on to lock his position in a timely and accurate manner. If it is by relying on the resonance between demon cultivators, or with the improvement of Xiao Luo's cultivation, what secret method will he know. That's not something that Amu can change.

"Hmm, it's not good!" Amu suddenly felt that his breath was stagnant, and the soul power in Danhai was about to disappear, and an hour had arrived.

At this time, only half of Amu's forbidden picture was engraved, and when he was slightly stunned, Xiao Luo and Wen Muran had already incarnated.

"Kill!" Amu escaped, leaving Xiao Luo and Wen Muran suspicious and reborn.

This time, Xiao Luo was not polite, and with a shake of his hand, a magic tooth was punched out. This red jagged demon tooth has also been used in the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, and it is extremely powerful.

At this time, even though Amu still has the Ten Thousand Demon Bell to protect him, how can he underestimate the magic weapon thrown by the Realm Tribulation Monk? Amu has no choice but to turn around and flip it with one hand, and the strange dagger is now in his hand.

Then, with a flick of one hand, the dagger went straight for the fangs.