Seeing a group of people completely ignore themselves and leave, Quan Tongtian was only so angry that his face turned pale, but he was helpless, the cultivation of this group of people was extremely strong, and he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

Chu Yuan frowned slightly, no matter how fast he was, he was still too weak compared to those Zhuji, Jindan, and Yuanying cultivators.

With a sweep of his senses, he found that the crowd of black pressure had approached him, looking at the mountains under his feet, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and his speed increased again.

"I saw him and felt the presence of his breath." Ram Wen's eyes flashed, and he said lightly,

The rest of the people were also in high spirits and hurriedly chased forward.

For the demon phoenix, even if it makes them pay a great price, they will be willing, if it weren't for the disciple in the Purple Cloud Palace just now who sent a message that someone had used the True Phoenix Demon Fire, it would be difficult for them to find Chu Yuan.

Thousands of zhang, hundred, ten, watching the people chasing behind him getting closer and closer, Chu Yuan sighed secretly in his heart, and he didn't know where Feng Shiyu's girl went.

"Little brother, wait for my sister, you lied to my sister, do you still want to escape?" A charming woman's delicate voice came, although the voice was delicate, but there was a strong killing intent in the voice.

Chu Yuan knew that Luo Lingxiao was also following, these people really didn't die in the heart of the Yellow River, and they were also discovered before they came to refine a pill by themselves.

Looking at the mountains under his feet, Chu Yuan's eyes flashed, and he rushed down towards the continuous mountains, and disappeared between the peaks in an instant.

Chu Yuan stood and crouched among the dense branches, looking at the scattered monks, and his heart was shocked.

With his cultivation of the ninth layer of condensation, he was still too weak, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

The soul-nourishing fairy grass in his hand was pinched in his hand.

Suddenly, his body flashed, and it turned into a black line, shuttling through the dense forest, and there were faint roars of beasts in the mountains.

With the entry of this large group of monks, the former tranquility was shattered in an instant.

Terrible screams and crackling sounds were constantly heard in the mountains.

Chu Yuan knew that it was because the monks had already started with the demon beasts, and Chu Yuan sped up.

"Boy, where are you going?" Just as Chu Yuan was about to leave quietly, suddenly two monks in the sky called him Flying Sword, looking at him coldly.

Chu Yuan's eyes flashed, and he found that the cultivation of these two people was actually the ninth layer of condensation, and he took a step forward, and his aura burst out.

What Chu Yuan wanted was a quick victory, but fortunately, this time he recruited a Qi Condensing Monk, not a Foundation Building Monk, which also reduced him a lot of trouble.

Chu Yuan's physical body was comparable to Zhuji, and to him, two Qi Condensing Cultivators were nothing.

In Chu Yuan's hand, the aura surged out, and there was a golden glow on his arms.

Chu Yuan drank in a low voice, and his fist blasted directly towards the two ninth-level cultivators.

"Interesting, I want to fight against the two of us with the cultivation of the ninth layer of condensing qi, this time it will make you look good."

The two of them said coldly, and Sen Ran smiled.

In their eyes, Chu Yuan was just a ninth-level Qi Condensation cultivator with them, and it was impossible to defeat the two of them, so they didn't take Chu Yuan to heart.

The two of them directly stretched out a palm and struck it towards Chu Yuan's chest.

The sound of fist and palm exchange rang out, the eyes of the two Qi Condensing Monks were prominent, motionless, the palms of the two of them exploded directly, the flesh and blood were blurred, and there were fist-sized holes in their chests, which looked very terrifying.

Before they died, they couldn't have imagined that the Qi Condensing Cultivator who seemed to be of the same level as them would directly blow himself up.

Chu Yuan took off the storage bag in their pockets and found that there were a lot of spirit stones in it, so he put the spirit stones away.

Looking at the people who were tracking him in all directions, his brows furrowed slightly.

With a flash of his body, he walked towards the depths of the forest, and there were some powerful demon beasts in this mountain, and the mountains were steep.

Chu Yuan's speed passed through the dense forest extremely quickly, his eyes swept around, looking at the monks who were approaching step by step.

He tried his best to suppress his breath, muttering in his heart, he didn't expect that helping Ling Ziyan get a medicinal herb would be such a big trouble, it's really damn good.

Suddenly, he saw a cave in the cliff, and several vines were hanging down from the top of the mountain, and the vines were dense and difficult to see without looking closely.

This is considered Chu Yuan's luck, Chu Yuan suddenly turned into a black line and rushed into the cave, his eyes were slightly condensed, looking at the surrounding cave walls.

This cave seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, and the rotten fallen leaves and damp mud inside exuded a musty smell, which made Chu Yuan have to pinch his nose.

"It's not bad here, maybe it will cover my breath." Chu Yuan's eyes were solemn and he muttered to himself.

I found a clean place to sit down, touched the soul-nourishing fairy grass, and sighed secretly: "It seems that Ling Ziyan must be summoned, maybe with her help, there will still be some chances to live."

Chu Yuan pinched the trick in his hand, patted the storage bag, and the soul-nourishing fairy grass flew out, Chu Yuan reached out and grabbed it, sighing in his heart, "It's all up to you this time." ”

Chu Yuan took out the Dan furnace from the storage bag again, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the soul-nourishing immortal grass into the Dan furnace.

Under Chu Yuan's control, the Soul Immortal Grass turned into droplets in an instant, and a wave of rich and pure aura fluctuated outward in the cave.

Chu Yuan waved his robe, picked up the cloud of liquid droplets, and pressed the liquid to the center of his eyebrows.

A powerful suction force came from inside his body, and Chu Yuan felt that Ling Ziyan was getting faster and faster from waking up.

Chu Yuan smeared the liquid mass a few times, but found that there was no reaction at all.

Chu Yuan frowned slightly, could it be that the Soul Nourishing Immortal Grass was exaggerating, why didn't there be any reaction. Chu Yuanpan sat down, with some sadness on his face, if Ling Ziyan didn't come back to life, he wouldn't want to get out of here alive.

Just when Chu Yuan was disheartened, Ling Ziyan's voice suddenly sounded, "Chu Yuan, it's been a long time, are you okay?" ”

The simple words made Chu Yuan very useful, and Chu Yuan said happily: "Ling Ziyan, you finally woke up, I thought you had been asleep?" ”

Ling Ziyan's illusory figure floated out of his body, his soul consciousness swept away, and his face changed slightly, "Could it be that you were hunted down and killed again?" ”

Chu Yuan nodded seriously and said, "I need my sister's help." ”

Ling Ziyan sighed and said, "I'm just a trace of divine sense, and it won't do you much good with your strength." ”

Chu Yuan said with a bitter face: "Miss Ling, didn't you help me last time?" ”

"My Yuan Shen is imprisoned in a cold place, my body is also imprisoned there, this wisp of my soul is separated from the Yuan Shen body, once I use it three times, this soul of mine will also dissipate forever, do you understand?" Ling Ziyan said indifferently.

"What a wisp of soul?" Chu Yuan asked puzzled.

"The Yuan Shen is composed of three souls and seven spirits, and a trace of soul consciousness is raised from the three souls and seven spirits, that is, the power of the alchemist's soul consciousness, now I am just a soul, if I use it a few more times, I will disappear, I have never told you, if my Yuan Shen is one less soul, I will forever fall into perdition, and my cultivation will no longer be refined." Ling Ziyan said with a solemn face.