Even at this time, his mind was still calm, the direction of throwing the bottle was to the other direction of the Red Cloud Terrace, and the demons of the hidden stream could not chase it out due to the leader's order, and the only person in the audience who was most concerned about this bottle was Langya!

Langya didn't say a word, flickered up and chased after the bottle, but there was one person who was faster than him.

Qizai, who had always stopped above Duanmuyan, was holding his stomach for a while, seeing that this guy threw a bottle out, and the giant wings rushed out, I don't know how many times faster than the feather arrow. As the so-called art industry has a specialization, no matter how deep Langya's cultivation is, it is by no means as fast as this white heavy bird with a sword that goes off the edge in terms of flight speed alone.

Qizai showed his wings, so he took a few steps ahead of Langya and fished the vial in his paws.

He had been in the field for so long, and naturally he knew that this thing was extremely valuable. Following Ning Xiaoxian's adventures all the way, Qizai's mind has become much more delicate, no longer the reckless little monster from before, and vaguely guessed that after Langya dealt with Duanmuyan, he would turn around to find him and Ning Xiaoxian's bad luck, take this thing in his hand, and not forgive him for an extra gold medal to avoid death. After he got the bottle, he didn't stay, flew back to Ning Xiaoxian, and put the bottle in her hand.

Qingluan looked funny and angry. Although these two guys have joined the hidden stream, Qizai's behavior is clearly telling everyone that they don't take the hidden stream master to heart, which is really a great offense!

Duanmu Yan threw out the ecstasy soup, just to buy some precious time for his next actions. When Langya went to chase the bottle, he had already risen with his sword. Galloping out! Where would Qingluan let him go? With a quick shout of "chase," countless flying rainbows suddenly flew out of the forest, chasing Duanmuyan straight away.

Duanmuyan also knew that it was not easy for him to escape under his serious injuries. He took out a jade bottle. Pour all the pills inside into his mouth and swallow it, and then take out the magic pen "Shocking Storm" again.

He spewed out another mouthful of golden essence blood, and scribbled through the air. The hearts of all those in the know were pounding, and they didn't know what trick this guy was going to use, but there was no way to interrupt him when he cast it. Only Changtian calmed down: "I know this guy, this is far from the time when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and he is reluctant to die." "Tell Ning Xiaoxian. "Wait, remember to stick to the plan. ”

Sure enough, in Sanskrit, the word written by Duanmuyan is the word "disease". If you change it in normal times. He could use a retreat technique casually, but unfortunately he had already tried it just now, and even in this red land outside the Ba Snake Forest, any retreat technique would be ineffective. It can well be imagined. Hidden lingering here also did tricks. Without the divine power of this pen, he would not have been able to travel thousands of miles.

Fortunately, it was just an acceleration supernatural power, and what he had just swallowed was a perfect tonic pill. If Duanmuyan's body was intact, he would not have to make up for his red eyes and dry after swallowing so much medicine suddenly, but now it is a life-saving medicine, because it is obviously much less difficult to use this kind of magic power with a magic pen, so the vitality required to copy this "disease" character is far less than the word "醢" just now. After his precise calculations. After taking the elixir, this body can still leave a trace of vitality after the magic pen draws life force. Able to survive until he reaches his destination.

By this time, the hurricane in the sky had dissipated. As soon as this golden light character submerged into his body, his body surface was suddenly wrapped in a faint golden light, and the speed of the sword control actually increased by seven or eight times out of thin air, and it suddenly sparkled like a meteor, which was really more effective than any acceleration talisman, and disappeared into the sky in a few blinks of an eye. Qizai was grabbing the bottle and returning to Ning Xiaoxian's side, and when he was about to chase it again, he was already out of reach.

Qingluan understood at a glance that with Duanmuyan's speed, there was a chance that the hidden stream demons would not be able to catch up. She rolled her eyes and immediately ordered everyone to retreat, leaving only the two who were the best at tracking to continue to follow.

At this time, Langya had already descended in front of Ning Xiaoxian, stretched out his hand and said lightly: "Take it." Although Qizai's little abacus is loud, don't forget that she is now under the Hidden Stream Sect, as long as she resists a little, he will kill her. If it is said that the demons of the hidden stream are arrogant and unreasonable, then he is an unreasonable ancestor!

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Duanmu Yan used the magic pen to bless himself with this wind technique, and the time limit did not last long, but it was only about fifty breaths. Otherwise, his vitality is not enough to sustain it. Although the exercises of soul cultivation are evil, they cannot manipulate the body that is completely destroyed. Even the joy, joy, heartache, and pain that the physical body senses will be faithfully reflected on his primordial spirit. It's just that as a soul cultivator, his endurance is far stronger than that of an ordinary immortal cultivator.

Rao is like this, Duanmuyan's body has really reached the point where it can't be supported after two strokes of the magic pen. Along the way, he swallowed almost all the tonifying pills on his body to stimulate the last trace of life force in his body.

Fortunately, the pursuers behind him have been thrown away by him, even if the person who is good at tracking wants to follow the clues, it will take at least a short time? For Yin Jiuyou, this time is enough buffer.

Now even if an old acquaintance stands in front of him, he will definitely not recognize this guy as Duanmu Yan, a great disciple of the Western Gradual Observatory. His originally straight back had fallen into place, and his skinny face was not only wrinkled, but also dark brown old age spots floating on it. The silver threads of the sideburns were missing, because the head was bright enough to reflect the sunlight in the sky—in short, this is what a centenarian should look like.

In half a day, his life went from prosperity to decay. But his actions were still as agile as a teenager. Although Duanmuyan's eyes were about to be covered by drooping eyelids, the occasional purple light from them was still moving. He halted his sword on the edge of a cliff, and then looked around cautiously before driving it down.

There, there is a small, inconspicuous cave blocked by bushes.

This is the Red Cloud Plateau, which is thousands of miles away from the nearest human settlement, so he can only set up his stronghold here. If there were small towns and small counties nearby, as a soul cultivator, he would immediately be completely hidden among human beings like a drop of water that had fallen into the sea. Just living in seclusion in this kind of poor countryside, it is even more difficult for him to find a body.

However, he has always had a back hand, and he has already prepared a living, healthy and healthy Vientiane stage monster in this small cave. The hidden stream is notoriously unreasonable, and dealing with its leader is a high-risk task, in case Duanmuyan's body is too badly damaged, he can also replace a body in time.

He carefully inspected the hole to make sure that none of the small traps he had laid had been triggered, and then walked in with peace of mind.

This cave is not deep, but it is relatively wide inside. The body he prepared for himself was a crested ibis that he caught casually. The flying speed of the fowl demon is naturally fast, and if you want to use this preparatory body, it means that the shape shì is already very critical, and if you can fly faster, the greater the chance of saving your life.

This crested ibis has long been restrained by him, but he has always regarded it as his reserve body, so he has never abused it, nor has he shortened its food and drink. However, when the crested ibis saw him walk in, his eyes were extremely strange.

Duanmuyan didn't have time to delve into it, this body was already on the verge of collapse, and he wanted to replace it immediately.

But he had only taken two steps forward before he suddenly stopped—a man suddenly appeared in the shadows next to the crested ibis. This man looked to be only about twenty years old, and his appearance was unusual, but his face was cold.

With Duanmuyan's cultivation, his pupils also contracted suddenly. Because he had already seen that this person not only had the same pair of purple eyes as him, but also observed from the perspective of a soul cultivator, this person's soul and body obviously did not match!

What does this mean?

This shows that the other party is also a soul cultivator! But this kind of magical exercise, only he is proficient in the world, how did this guy in front of him learn his hand?

Strange things happen every year, especially today. But he didn't have time to think about it now.

In the desolate Red Cloud Plateau, how could it be a coincidence that two soul cultivators appeared at the same time? If in the past, he had the confidence to fight, but at this moment, even his soul was seriously injured, it was the army that had been tired from the long battle, and the other party was a dragon spirit and a tiger.

After all, soul cultivation is too rare, and it is difficult to see each other's cultivation as Cheng dù. However, the clone of Yin Jiuyou has a hunch that this battle seems to be difficult to fight. He pursed his lips tightly and whispered, "Who are you and what do you want?"

The person in front of him was naturally wiped out. He had been waiting for so long, and finally looked forward to the prey that he had been thinking about, and at this moment he grinned and showed a grim smile: "You!" His hand was quietly clenched behind his back.

If there is anything else in this world that is a great supplement for soul cultivation, it is naturally another soul cultivation. Tu Du treats the other party as a prey, and why doesn't the clone of Yin Jiuyou want to eat him and repair the damage on his soul?

It was this meeting that fell into a deathmatch from the very beginning, a deadlock planned by Changtian.

Tu Duan never showed up in Fang Cai's battle, but he was assigned to the Red Cloud Terrace by Changtian from the beginning to find the stronghold set up by Yin Jiuyou. In the previous battle, relying on Langya and Yinliu, Ning Xiaoxian and Qizai were invested to confront Yin Jiuyou head-on, which was the first risk;

Changtian couldn't know much about this old opponent, "Once Ning Xiaoxian can force Langya to make a move, Yin Jiuyou's clone can't stand it, and eighty percent will escape." (To be continued......)