Looking at the two corpses under his feet that were not completely cold, Yun Xiaotian pointed in one direction and shouted: "Chase quickly, this kid can't run far, whether you capture or kill the Immortal, the reward will be increased by another 10,000 crystal coins." ”

In the dense jungle, the sound of footsteps suddenly rose, and countless warriors chased after them with the breath left by the free immortal.

In front of these warriors, half a mile away, a black shadow was running rapidly.

Ignoring the little spirit beast running around him, the body of the immortal was free, constantly shuttling between the forests, and the super Yuan Soul perception should let him know the martial artist who caught up with him and how far away he was, immediately, his brows furrowed, and the pace of rushing continued to accelerate.

In the several places ahead, Xiaoyao Changsheng skillfully dodged some searching warriors and made a detour in the direction of the thunder and lightning essence pool.

"Hey, I still underestimated the strength of Jiugong Fort, these guys have laid such a dense net, hum, they want my life, but it's a pity that I don't give it. Now that the game begins, let's have fun. He exhaled slightly, and let out a cold drink in his heart.

Howl!

A spirit beast's fury came over.

These soul hunters who are searching for and chasing the immortal must have encountered ferocious spirit beasts.

Those warriors who fled in all directions, finally one of them broke straight into the forbidden area of Xiaoyao Changsheng, and the body of Xiaoyao Changsheng, who couldn't dodge, rushed forward, and the soles of his feet stomped the trunk of a tree, and a golden light had already covered the top of the warrior's head.

"Ah...... He was ......" Before the warrior's shout could be heard, a powerful energy storm, carrying thunder and lightning, smashed the warrior's chest.

The violent blow of Xiaoyao Changsheng directly made the pupils of this martial artist dilate, and above his chest, a blood hole suddenly appeared, and a huge force lifted the body of this martial artist away, hanging on a tree trunk, and blood sprayed down.

A face will kill him, this warrior, his wide eyes looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, his body struggled a few times, and finally, he lost his breath and lost his vitality.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Xiaoyao Changsheng secretly screamed a fluke, picked up the thunder hammer, and fled from this place.

Xiaoyao Changsheng's current strength, martial artists below the Nine Treasure Spirit Warrior can be directly killed with one move, even if it is a martial artist with the strength of the Eight Treasure Lingsheng or above, he can also use the Heavenly Thunder Body and the Thunder Gong Hammer to hit the other party hard, judging from the more than a dozen martial artists who have been hunted by him in the past few days, it is the continuous high-intensity battle that has promoted the speed of Xiaoyao Immortal's growth.

After dusk, night falls.

The search for the spirit hunter cavalry who pursued the free immortal found nothing, so they had to set up camp and make a fire to cook.

"Damn little bastard, you're running too fast!" In the tent, Yun Xiaotian crushed a jade cup, roaring like a lion.

This time, it was he who asked him to personally lead the team to kill Xiaoyao Changsheng, but he didn't expect to let Xiaoyao Changsheng run away.

Looking at the clouds and the sky roared in anger, every spirit hunter lowered his head and closed his mouth tightly, looking dejected, at this time, they were not willing to lose their lives because of their words.

"Damn, in just a few days, this little bastard killed more than a dozen of our spirit hunters, it turns out that I don't believe that this little bastard has such a ability, so it seems that this little bastard has increased a lot of strength in just a few days, damn it, if this continues, we people will be hunted clean by him one by one. The person who spoke was none other than Xie Li's son Xie Kun.

Yun Xiaotian glanced at Xie Kun with some dissatisfaction, and said with a sneer: "Young Master Xie, didn't you say that this little bastard's strength is only at the realm of the Three Treasure Warriors?

The few small leaders next to him were also speechless when they looked at each other.

Xie Kun's face turned red, he coughed dryly, and said with a wry smile of embarrassment: "This ...... I also listened to what my father said, and I couldn't have imagined that this little bastard would have advanced by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time, no matter what, with you, a great martial artist, in charge, and a little bastard who was free to live forever, he couldn't escape. ”

Yun Xiaotian's palm slapped heavily on the table, feeling a little chill down his back, this young and easy immortal, such a terrifying growth rate, actually made him sleep, the corners of his mouth, a trace of coldness, "Little bastard, I don't care how amazing your cultivation is, as long as you can't jump to the realm of a spirit master, then, the Kunlun Mountain Range is your burial place." ”

Looking at the angry clouds, Xie Kun's pupils showed a touch of horror, and he said in a trembling voice: "It seems that we still have to increase the number of people, I will immediately send someone to inform my father, and add twelve more spirit catching cavalry, this time, I will make it difficult for this little bastard to fly." ”

Yun Xiaotian, who slowly recovered his reason from his rage, gently tapped his fingers on the side of the chair, nodded and said: "This time, even if this little bastard goes underground, I will force him out, and what I like in Jiugongbao will never allow others to get involved." ”

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away, I've got this little bastard, and I'm going to tear him up myself. Xie Kun, who clenched his fists, was full of demonic killing intent on his face.

Yun Xiaotian waved his hand, watched Xie Kun walk out, and scolded secretly in his heart: "Useless things, there is nothing else in my mind except **, hmph, if it weren't for your Lao Tzu covering you, you would have died on the belly of a woman." ”

The few small leaders under the seat slowly walked out of the tent, and in their hearts, for some reason, it seemed that there was a shadow of death behind them, and an ominous premonition appeared on their faces, making their hearts irritated.

There was silence in the tent.

In the faint moonlight, in front of the tents, piles of bonfires were burning, which looked very eye-catching in the dark night.

Distance.

The top of the ancient tree.

A figure, lying prostrately, with a robe painted the color of a branch, blends with the entire ancient tree.

The young man with the grass in his mouth stared at the tent next to the campfire.

That camp tent is the camp of Xie Kun, the son of Xie Li, outside the camp tent, there are more than a dozen spirit hunters patrolling back and forth, most of these people's strength is above the Eight Treasure Warriors, and if you want to start, I am afraid that it will not be easy.

Tonight, Xiaoyao Changsheng must kill Xie Kun and cut off Xie Li's heart, even if it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, Xiaoyao Changsheng will not give up, the debt owed by these two fathers and sons, Xiaoyao Changsheng must be recovered.

Looking at the heavily guarded camp, Xiaoyao Changsheng did not rush to start, but quietly waited for the opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to successfully kill.

The night is getting deeper.

Above the sky, the light of the moon was hazy and cold, and under the dense forest, there was silence.

On the top of the ancient tree, the prostrate and lying Xiaoyao Immortal activated his spiritual sense, controlled the power of the primordial soul, and began to perform psychic techniques.

The current Xiaoyao Immortal, the power of the weak Yuan Soul, can only control some weak spirit beasts, these spirit beasts, even the strength of the first order can't be reached, but the Xiaoyao Immortal is not for their strength, but for their number.

In this Kunlun Mountains, the largest number of weak spirit animals are the "three-eyed flying squirrels", these spirit rats, there are white mice, black rats, and golden rats...... In short, there are many varieties and many of them, which is really a good thing to deal with these spirit hunters.

Under the psychic technique of free immortality, one by one the Tianmu rats emerged from the stone caves, mud holes, and tree holes, and their three eyes turned drippingly, and then, spreading their wings, they flew towards the location of the camp tent.

"Damn, where did you get so many flying squirrels, I'm going to destroy them. ”

"How can this be, don't the three-eyed flying squirrels not take the initiative to attack people? ”

"This thing is really troublesome, not only can it fly into the sky, but it can also make holes, which is really impossible to prevent. ”

With the continuous convergence of the three-eyed flying squirrels, outside the camp, there was a commotion, part of the spirit catching cavalry bombarded the three-eyed flying squirrels that came out of the ground, and the other part of the spirit catching cavalry threw medicine powder at the three-eyed flying squirrels flying from the sky to drive away the three-eyed flying squirrels.

After a lot of tossing, it lasted for half an hour, and under the call of the free immortal psychic technique, the three-eyed flying squirrel withdrew from the camp like a tide.

Two hours later, another commotion of the three-eyed flying squirrel appeared outside the camp, once again tossing the spirit hunters.

After tossing and turning again and again, those spirit hunters were so angry that they scolded their mothers, and in the camp tent, Yun Xiaotian and Xie Kun, who were not surprised, did not say a word, thinking that they were already snoring like thunder and sleeping like dead pigs.

After midnight.

The west wind is gradually rising, and there are gusts of pine waves, and the direction of the wind refers to Xie Kun's camp.

"God help me!" Xiaoyao Changsheng secretly rejoiced, and the poisonous powder in his hand flew with the wind.

These poisonous powders were left by Luo Qingyi to Xiaoyao Immortal, and they didn't expect to come in handy so soon.

Outside the tent, the exhausted spirit-catching cavalry only staggered and fell asleep one by one in a short time.

"The eldest lady's poisonous powder really works. Under the great joy, the free immortal quietly slid down the tree and rushed towards the camp where Xie Kun was.

When he arrived at the door of the camp, in order to kill without fail, the black shadow of the free immortal flashed, the knife fell, and a blood line appeared in the throat of a spirit hunter cavalry on the left, and the sleeping guy blurred his consciousness without snorting.

The sharp figure turned around, and the chest of a spirit hunter on the right moved slightly, and the warrior who didn't have time to open his mouth tilted his head and froze suddenly.

With the eyes of the free immortal, he stared at the door of the camp tent, and said with a secret smile in his heart: "Xie Kun, I'm here to collect your life!"