Nanchen and the others jumped off a hundred-meter-high cliff.

Eventually, they escaped from Yinyue Mountain.

However, they are still not out of danger.

The two hall masters of Yinyue Mountain vowed to kill them.

The group of ghosts roared down, and a large number of demons jumped into the river.

Although many demon paths have been thrown to death, there are many more.

It was densely packed, rushing to the place where they had landed.

Nanchen knew that this place should not stay for a long time.

Gathering the people, he began to flee into the mountains and forests.

The mountains and forests here are lush, and as long as you escape the sight of the Seven Peerless Demon Dao, it is possible to escape from the Ascension to Heaven.

But right now, it's still very dangerous.

"Hurry up, everyone, we've been able to escape!"

Nanchen cheered up.

He himself, in fact, has reached the limit.

The excessive use of Yin and Yang Xuan Qi has basically hollowed itself out.

At this moment, it is all about persistence and will.

The rest of the people are no better.

Everyone was wounded and limped.

The one who is in a better state may be a literary talent.

However, everyone knows that Wencai's state will definitely not last long.

Once the status is gone, the power of the Nine Chrysanthemums is restored.

Wencai will completely lose its combat effectiveness.

The crowd climbed over the river embankment and ran along the mountains and forests.

The dense mountain forests and the sultry environment make everyone very uncomfortable.

Behind him, there are I don't know how many pursuers.

In the sky, there are already evil spirits drifting.

From time to time, there is a "woo" growl.

It won't be long before they get caught up.

But the crowd did not stop in the slightest.

They all gritted their teeth and ran forward.

Uncle Nine was carried on his back by Jiale, Qiusheng, and Nanchen in turn.

Xiaoyu Xiaoyun is responsible for the guard behind her.

However, everyone tried their best to eat, and they couldn't get rid of the chasing soldiers behind them.

No matter how they run away, how they turn.

will be targeted by the demons in the sky, and then attract a large group of pursuers.

After running in the mountains for more than ten minutes, Wencai's power of Jiuju began to grow.

Wencai also felt the recovery of this state, and his own situation became very unoptimistic.

He hurriedly said:

"Qiusheng, junior brother, me, the power in me, began to disappear......"

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were "groaning".

The strongest now is Wencai.

If all the literary talents are turned off, once they are caught up by the pursuers, the game will be over.

Qiusheng frowned:

"Wencai, can't you hold on?"

But Wen Cai can control the power of Jiuju?

He triggered the power of Jiuju twice and used it for himself, and he didn't know how accidental it was.

Wen Cai looked bitter:

"No, the strength is gone too fast, I, I feel, I feel good, so tired.

I can't breathe......"

This article is not finished yet.

The staff of the Nine Chrysanthemums suddenly became introverted.

The strange aura vanished.

The inscription of the nine chrysanthemums on the staff also disappeared.

At one time, it turned into a stick, seemingly ordinary.

Wencai's own cultivation is not high, but after bearing the power of such nine chrysanthemums.

The whole person collapsed, almost like Uncle Jiu.

The side effects of overusing more than one's own strength are very significant.

With a "bang", Wen Cai fell directly to the ground.

"Wencai!"

"Second Senior Brother!"

Nanchen Qiusheng rushed up directly.

found that Wen Cai was panting constantly, his chest was heaving, and he had no strength to speak.

Tense and still convulsing.

Nanchen saw that Wencai's situation was not good, and hurriedly asked him to lie down:

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath ......"

Wen Cai took a few deep breaths, and his convulsions lessened a little, but his state was not optimistic.

Walking, apparently, is no longer realistic.

If you want to leave, you can only leave with Uncle Jiu on your back.

Qiusheng saw that Nanchen had a wound on his shoulder and shed a lot of blood.

At this time, he took the initiative to speak:

"Senior brother, let me carry Wencai on my back!"

Nanchen didn't postpone it, his current state is indeed not very good.

Qiusheng, with the support of everyone, directly carried Wencai.

Jiale carried Uncle Nine on his back.

Nanchen and Zhan Rui began to lead the way and run forward.

Even if you are a cultivator, you are all tired and half dead at this moment.

It looked like it had been running forward for more than ten minutes.

It is about a mile or so away from Yinyue Mountain.

During this time, several demons stood in the way.

was killed by Nanchen Zhan Rui and Xiaoyu Xiaoyun, and it was not a big problem.

The only thing that worries people is the dense sky above the forest.

"Woo woo" is an endless group of ghosts.

Their whereabouts have actually been locked by these ghost groups.

No matter how they escaped, it was useless.

For a short time, they avoided the eyes of these ghosts, and they would also be found by the ghost slaves who came to the forest to explore their way and relocate.

Xiaoyu and Xiaoyun were both severely injured, and their souls flickered brightly and darkly.

Combat effectiveness has been significantly reduced.

There was no way to defeat the hordes of ghosts, so they could only hover overhead.

Nanchen and the others are even more useless.

I can't, stop.

In that case, it would be tantamount to waiting for death.

Keep running away, maybe there is hope, there is still a glimmer of life.

On this line of vitality, it has always been the belief of Nanchen and others.

It is their last obsession and hope for survival.

With such a vague hope, they fled and fled!

Both feet seemed to be numb, very mechanical, running forward.

At this moment, it is about two miles away from Yinyue Mountain.

In front of me, there is a shrub.

Nanchen rushed to the front, very mechanically powerless, splitting the bushes in front of him.

Then, the first rushed over.

But when Nanchen rushed out of this shrub.

He was stunned.

Silly, standing still.

Zhan Rui, Qiusheng, Jiale, and Xiaoyun Xiaoyu, who followed behind him, were all stunned.

Everybody stood there in a daze.

Looking at the scene in front of me, my heart was like ashes.

Because, in front of them, there are a large number of Seven Peerless Demon Dao.

Densely packed, there were at least 200 people.

Not only that, but there are also ghost slaves that are constantly gathering around, as well as those lying on the ground.

Zombies and corpse slaves who let out a "woo-woo" roar......

The leader is the ruler of the Yinyue Mountain.

Ma Zuo is the second master of the Seven Peerless Sects.

They just stared at Nanchen so coldly.

Motionless, but his face was full of anger.

In his eyes, he was full of murderous intent.

Nanchen and the others, the way was cut off.

Again, in a forbidden place.

And this time, it seems that they have no means to escape from the Ascension......

Seeing so many demons blocking the way, so many evil ghosts and corpses.

Everyone's mood fell to the valley of ice.

The last glimmer of hope was extinguished at this moment.

"It's over, this time, we're dead!"

Jiale spoke.

Because he really couldn't think of any other way for them to escape from this place now.

Qiusheng and Zhan Rui are both like ashes.

Xiaoyu Xiaoyun also fell into despair.

Knowing that there is no way for them to escape.

This will be the burial place of all people.

Nanchen looked at everything in front of him, his heart fluctuated, and he also felt hopeless.

Now let alone breaking out of the encirclement again, they are almost out of strength to walk.

What awaits them next is a one-sided massacre, and they will all die here......

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Every time I see everyone's messages and the recommendation votes that everyone casts, I am so happy silently.

Here, silently thank a wave of old face book friends.

Because Silent doesn't interact with everyone, but they can be seen voting for Silent every week.

It's really moving.

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Of course, Lao Tie must be more than that.

But the words of PS can't be written too long.

In these, I bow to you and thank you.

The results of this book are not good, but you have given Silent the motivation to continue writing.

I hope to write a better story for you in the future......