When the immovable Ming King and Ni Xiao's bodies stabilized, it was only a breath of time, and under Ni Xiao's sneak attack, dozens of cultivators had already died on the spot. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the Wu clan clone sacrificed the Red Flame Wheel to resist, under Ni Xiao's sneak attack, his body also flew upside down quickly, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood one after another.

After the illusion of the immovable Ming King stabilized his figure, he sat in the void, and Ni Xiao, who was hundreds of zhang away, looked at each other in the air, his hands continued to fold, and his face turned slightly red.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Ni Xiao's mouth, and the ten hall masters under him were even more seriously injured.

"Amitabha Buddha ~ Shameless rats!"

The king of Fudo Ming chanted the Buddha's name, folded his palms, and wanted to shoot it again.

"Let's go!"

Ni Xiao raised his hand to wipe the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and after unwillingly glancing at the King of Fudong, he glanced at the Wu clan clone with a cruel gaze, and his figure immediately disappeared in place.

Seeing Ni Xiao fleeing, the ten Soul Masters also staggered and quickly disappeared.

"Wait...

After all the soul riders disappeared, the illusion of the Immovable Ming King raised his hand weakly, waved it with a pale face, and then his body also dissipated.

Seeing the disappearance of the illusion of the Immovable Ming King, the heart of the Wu clan clone burned with rage, and there was also a great deal of guilt, which was full of guilt.

"Let's go!"

After a few breaths of silence, the Wu clan clone raised his hand and waved out dozens of soul jades, and the cultivators beside him each reached out and took a few.

It seems that King Ming's injury is not light, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, and the group is recovering from their injuries with all their might, while flying quickly into the distance.

After this fierce battle, there were only more than 100 people left in the team of cultivators, and everyone had a lot of injuries on their bodies.

The group, led by the Wu clone, flew towards the side of the mountain range in the distance, and everyone knew that the soul riders would come back at any time.

With Ni Xiao and the others, they can't be delusional about what promises they keep, he, the leader of the Soul Masters, can carry out sneak attacks, and the people under his command do everything they can, so it is not surprising.

Sure enough, just as the cultivators had just flown a hundred miles away and reached the side of the mountain range, a gloomy and sympathetic laughter echoed in their ears.

In front of them on the right, Akiki's figure quickly appeared, and soon, in front of and behind them, a total of five Soul Masters appeared.

"Look at you guys this time, where are you going!"

Qiu Shu's eyes were full of poisonous fire, and after glancing at the cultivators, he finally fixed his eyes on the body of the Wu clan's clone.

"Up the hill!"

As soon as the clone of the Wu clan raised his hand, he whispered eagerly, and as he spoke, with a wave of his hand, all the cultivators understood, and they quickly turned around, and went into the mountains and forests beside them.

The King of Fudo Ming should also be seriously injured, and the Wu clan clone can't bear to recruit him again, but fortunately, these soul master hall masters are also seriously injured, and with the help of the momentum of the mountains and forests, they may be able to escape smoothly.

After burrowing into the dense forest on the mountain, the five Soul Rider Hall Masters chased after them, and the Wu clan clones transmitted messages to several people, asking everyone to flee separately!

After everyone looked at each other, they galloped away in different directions. Sibed and the Underworld Elves, as they turned, each turned their heads to glance at the Witch clone.

The Wu clone also glanced at them, nodded slightly, and then quickly burrowed into a dense forest in front of him.

More than a hundred ghost cultivators scattered into more than a dozen directions and fled, and the soul riders who were chasing closely behind, after seeing this scene, their bodies paused slightly, and they were at a loss for a while.

"Separate chase!"

Akiki, who was flying in the front, waved his hand and commanded the hall masters to disperse, while he spotted the direction of the Wu clan's clone and chased after him at full speed.

Ni Xiao has already deliberately explained, the rest of the people don't matter, this human demon must be killed. Therefore, Akiki chose to personally hunt down the Wu clone.

At this time, it was already late at night, and the shadows of the trees in the dense forest were shrouded in darkness, and the Wu clone waved his hand and carried the Red Flame Wheel behind him.

He didn't have to look back, and after sweeping back with his divine sense and willpower, he knew that Qiu Shu had already caught up, and Qiu Shu was also seriously injured, but the gap between his cultivation was too big, and his flying speed was still much faster than himself.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng"

While shuttling through the dense forest, the Wu clone controlled the Red Flame Wheel with his willpower, and sent out several rockets one after another.

The rocket reflected the area behind him, like a fire snake, and shot straight at Akiki, who sneered and raised his hand to erase the rockets one by one.

After only a slight pause, Qiu Shu continued to catch up, and the distance between the two became closer and closer, and the face of the Wu clan clone showed an anxious look.

"锃~锃~锃~锃~"

A series of arrows, the same with little effect, at this time, the banner on Akiki's shoulder was already in his hand, and he waved it forward.

Suddenly, countless small flags shot out from the big flag, each of which flashed with the same strange red light, and shot straight at the back of the Wu clan clone like an arrow.

"锃~锃~锃~锃~锃~"

The Wu clone didn't dare to look back, so he could only sweep the rear with his divine sense, and at the same time use his will power to control the Red Flame Wheel and shoot rockets to meet it.

"Ding! Bite! Bite! Ding"

There was a crisp metal knock, and most of the small flags, after colliding with rockets, were shot down in the mountains and forests.

But there were still a few small flags, which shot straight at the back of the Wu clone, and after the Wu clone was hit in the back, his steps staggered.

With the help of Xiaoqi's forward push, he staggered forward quickly and crookedly, and when he opened his mouth, several mouthfuls of blood spurted out, staining the Taoist robe in front of him.

At this time, the eyes of the Wu clan clone and Qiu Shu were flashing with ruthlessness and perseverance, this was a desperate run and pursuit.

In the hands of the clone of the Wu clan, he held a huge spirit stone, and his body was covered by a huge yin and yang fish.

A few more strong winds came from behind, and more small red flags had already shot over, and the Wu clone had to pull the Red Flame Wheel frequently again to meet the attack.

"Rub! Wipe! Wipe! ”

Several more small flags shot into the back of the Wu clone, and the figure of the Wu clone suddenly became crooked, almost falling to the ground.

More essence blood spurted out of the mouth of the Wu clan's clone, and if it weren't for the resistance of the Red Flame Wheel, these few small flags would be enough to kill him.

The sneer on Qiu Shu's face was even more obvious, and the Wu clan clone raised his head, and suddenly let out a roar that he didn't dare to roar into the sky.

The roar echoed in the silent mountains, and suddenly a strange ripple in his heart reached his sea of knowledge, and at his feet, in a space where black and fire were intertwined, a black shadow suddenly raised its head.

"Alas~ Origin Ancestor, why do you have to intervene in this matter, but now, you have to save it again, this kid"

After sighing softly, the black shadow of the mountain looked up at the top, and the two fiery gazes pierced through the void in an instant, shooting straight into the void above.