The speed at which the black shadow flew was very fast, and by the time Feng Yi reacted, the original distance of fifty or sixty miles had been shortened to less than thirty miles.

The distance of thirty miles is not too far, Feng Yi stared at it, although he couldn't see the faces of the two people clearly, but through the reflection of the bright sun, he saw that the style of the clothes on the two people was the same as that of Senior Brother Wu and the others.

It's just that the color is blue, and it's obviously the inner disciple or outer deacon of the Badaomen.

"It's coming so fast!"

The two powers of the Mysterious Realm chased after each other, and Feng Yi thought to himself that he had urged the Blood Burning Secret Technique, and he was also his opponent. I didn't dare to slack off at the moment, so I hurriedly lifted the blade of the sky, got up and put out the fire, and fled wildly in the north sky.

He was at the foot of the Ghost Mountain at the moment, and as long as he climbed over a high hill fifty miles to the north, he could be regarded as entering the Spirit Mist Mountain Range.

In the past, there were monsters and beasts all over the foothills of the Ghost Mountain, and dangers emerged one after another, which was actually the most dangerous place outside of the Spirit Mist Mountain Range. Even if it is powerful through the Xuan Realm, it is difficult to run around at will.

But this is not what it used to be, because of the beast tide, the demon beasts in the foothills of the ghost mountain have already scattered and fled, and there are not too many left.

Feng Yi ran out for more than thirty miles in one go, and did not encounter a single demon beast.

He was fast at speed, but the speed of the two chasing behind was not slow. And Feng Yi is running on land, it is inevitable that there are big trees and boulders blocking the road, and the two of them leap into the sky from time to time, although they can't last, they can also rely on this without fear of roadblocks.

Under the advantages of the other, the distance between the two parties is getting closer and closer.

Feng Yi was sweating, and the two were panting after him. In a short time thirty li was drawn closer to twenty li, and then shortened to ten.

"That little thief, dare to harm the life of my disciple of the Sword Sect, don't you hurry up and arrest him!"

A rough man's voice came from the air, shaking the mountains and fields, and the sound shook in all directions.

Based on this shouting sound alone, Feng Yi had already concluded that the person who shouted was not shallow in cultivation, at least in the late stage of the Xuan Realm, which could be compared with Bai Liuyun.

With only this one person, he can hardly be his opponent, not to mention that the other party has companions.

"If I had made up my mind and been caught, I wouldn't have escaped!"

Feng Yi said secretly in his heart, and then thought again: "If it goes on like this, I will definitely not be able to escape from their pursuit." You need to find a way out. ”

Looking around, there is a smooth road, where is there a suitable way out?

While carrying anxiety, he ran wildly, and in a blink of an eye, he had run to the high post.

In front of him was a steep hillside, with a churning mist below, and the treetops looming in the churning mist.

Feng Yi's heart suddenly flashed, and he said happily: "It's just right, so I will use this fog to get rid of the pursuers." ”

Looking back, he saw that the two of them had flown five miles behind him, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the fierce power of the power of the Xuan Realm could be heard head-on.

Feng Yi didn't dare to hesitate any longer, stepped on the ground with his strength, and jumped off the high post.

I was in the fog, but I didn't expect that after landing, there was a swamp under my feet. The dead branches and rotten wood inside are mixed with black mud, exuding a pungent rancid smell that is disgusting.

Feng Yi was taught by Xin Li since he was a child, and although his medical skills were not good, he still had a lot of knowledge in medicine. I know that this rancid smell is poisonous, and if I stay in it for a long time, it will inevitably poison my muscles and bones and consume my strength.

At this time, he was fleeing for his life, how could he be burdened by this poisonous gas again? Hurriedly took out a pill of antidote pill from the Xuan sac and stuffed it into his mouth, and then slammed the Sky Blade to the ground, and pulled out his feet that were deep in the mud with the force of recoil.

Regardless of the sludge pickled on his feet, after withdrawing into the air, he flew in the air and climbed a big tree.

Looking back again, the fog in front of me was so thick that I couldn't see the scene half a mile away. But there was a wind in his ears, Feng Yi listened to the wind and argued, knowing that the two were less than three miles away from him.

The closer you are, the greater the danger and the less likely you are to escape.

At this moment, any further delay is irresponsible for one's own life.

Feng Yi hurriedly returned to his head, trampling on the branches and leaping and flying.

Just escaped not far away, I suddenly heard an exclamation of "oops" from behind me. The cry was crisp, like a yellow warbler out of the valley, and it was obvious that the person who shouted was not very old, no more than twenty at most, and it was a woman.

"Young Tongxuan?"

Feng Yi was limited by his knowledge, and thought that the power of the Xuan Realm should be as old and decrepit as Wang Hongliang. Even if there are some people with good talents and perfect bones, if they want to advance to the Xuan, they must have to practice penance for more than 30 years.

Such as that white rhyme, Chen Anping, the lord of Sanxuan City.

Of course, Luo Bing is an exception, Feng Yi knows that she has secrets hidden in her, which cannot be measured by ordinary people's standards.

Now when I heard this girl's scream, I couldn't help but feel ripples in my heart.

Where do the ripples come from? Naturally, the heavens and the earth are so big that they cannot be seen at a glance.

"As the saying goes, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, and it is true. ”

Feng Yi pondered as he continued to leap and fly between the branches of the trees. It wasn't that he didn't think about taking advantage of the enemy's panic to turn around and kill her by surprise, but thinking about the shout just now, although he was shocked, he was not afraid, and it was obvious that the other party was not in any danger.

I thought that the girl didn't expect that after jumping off the hill, there would be a swamp under her feet, so she screamed in surprise.

After all, the enemy is two powerhouses of the Xuan Realm, and he is alone, and in the Lingwu Mountain Range where the situation is unknown, if he is not sure of victory, he must not attack at will. It's fine if you can really kill the other party, but once you kill him without dying, you have to withstand the fierce counterattack of the other party.

Feng Yi didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't have the capital to gamble, after all, he only had one life.

Although you can use the ability obtained from the evolution of life fire to preserve a glimmer of life, what if the other party destroys your heart, head, and palace?

It's not that Feng Yi has lost his previous courage and fearlessness, but that he now understands how heavy the burden on his shoulders is.

When he was in the Longyin Sect, he was famous for his fearlessness of death, and was known as the first young master of the Nine Sects. Because at that time he did not know that his parents had been killed, and the enemy was at large. And at that time, I was not sure whether the master was still alive or not.

Now that he has traveled so far and experienced so many things, the uncertainty in his heart has long since turned into certainty. He firmly believed that Master Xin Li must still be alive.

Of course, in addition to these two most important factors, there is another point that makes Feng Yi dare not joke with his life at will.

That was Shen Xuan.

No, now she has changed her name to Luo Bing.

Is Luo Bing dead or not? Feng Yi was not sure, and he didn't dare to think deeply. However, he still stubbornly believed that as long as he didn't see Luo Bing's bones, she might not be dead.

The pursuer's panic did not last long, and the girl only screamed.

The wind rose behind him, accompanied by the sound of the branches shaking, and came from the air, urging Feng Yi to raise the speed again and again.

But Feng Yi is not a Xuan Realm cultivator, although he can use his strength to leap by stepping on tree branches, the distance is much shorter than that of the Xuan Realm.

Flying between the branches and trees in this way greatly affected Feng Yi's escape speed.

The pursuers did not seem to be affected by this, and the wind blew louder and louder, getting closer to Yorah.

Fortunately, the scope of this swamp is not very large, and in about half a pillar of incense, Feng Yi has already seen the dry and hard yellow mud land from a distance.

He was overjoyed, and was about to borrow his strength again, rushing to the hard ground with all his might, and then running with his feet on the ground, and then pulling the distance away.

But this thought arose, and suddenly heard the loud shouting behind him, "That little thief, do you know what this place is? Although you kill my disciple of the Sword Sect, it is true that there is no life, but with your cultivation, if you go deep into this Spirit Mist Mountain Range, it will also be a dead end." ”

Feng Yi didn't have the power to take care of him, and after he landed, he no longer had the feeling of being on the branch and being unable to do his best. There is no reservation in the wind chasing technique, and the dragon swimming technique is supplemented by the foil, and the body is turned into an afterimage, and in the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a mile out.

The big man's shouting did not stop because Feng Yi fled far away, "No matter what, you can't survive." Rather than falling into the mouth of a demon beast and finding a whole corpse, why not stop here and be shocked to death by my palm? Although your life is not there, the corpse can be preserved, and it is not in vain for your parents to give birth to a child. ”

Feng Yi sneered in his heart, and said secretly: "You are shouting like this, it is nothing more than not daring to risk yourself, lest after catching up with me, you will be discovered by the demon beast and bite in this thick fog." ”

Just thinking about it, I suddenly felt a light in my eyes, and my vision suddenly brightened.

"Huh, the fog has lifted?"

Feng Yi was suspicious, and he hurriedly looked at it, only to see that it was not the fog that had dissipated, but that he had run into a wide valley in a daze.

There is a secluded pool in the middle of the valley, with this as the center, the mist does not exist in the land within a radius of ten miles, and the sky is bright.

The reason why the Lingwu Mountain Range is named after the Lingwu Mountain Range is precisely because it envelops the entire mountain range, and the wind does not disperse, and the sun does not disappear in the fog. When the wind rises, the fog rolls like a surging, when the wind rests, the fog is quiet like smoke, and then there are demon beasts, and the fog condenses and transforms, like a spirit like a charm, so it gets its name.

Now the valley where Feng Yi is located is as if the fog here has been cut away by life.

Of course, it is not artificially created, or there is some supernatural power hidden in this valley, and the cultivation is a profound demon of the heavens.

Feng Yi didn't dare to be careless, dodged behind a piece of bluestone, and then stared at the valley again.

It was a harsh winter, the grass was dead, and the scenery inside and outside the valley was not beautiful, except that the pool looked unusual. The water color of the pool is black, I don't know how much, there is a trace of black gas diverging, it is not the resentful qi that Feng Yi is very familiar with, nor is it demonic energy.

Because the distance was too far, Feng Yi couldn't tell what the black qi was. But when he looked at the north shore of the pool with the black air, he could see a dwarf tree growing on the shore.

The trunk is as thick as an arm, with mottled scabs, curved branches, and no flowers and no leaves. Hanging from the treetops was a fist-sized vermilion fruit, which looked like a persimmon, but it was not. Reflecting the bright skylight, the zhu fruit shone brightly, adding a bit of fresh air to the withered yellow valley.

"Yang Spirit!"

Feng Yi only glanced at it, and recognized what kind of dwarf tree it was, and even recognized that the zhu fruit was the most precious healing holy product, the Han Yang Essence.

It is an ancient beast, ferocious and lustful, and it can be said that everywhere it goes, there is nothing to vent desire. Occasionally, a little bit of yang essence is lost, and if it happens that the place where it falls can reach the netherworld, that little bit of yang essence is infected by the qi of the earth's yin, and such a strange dwarf tree will be born.

This tree grows for thousands of years, blooms for thousands of years, bears fruit for thousands of years, and ripens for thousands of years.

It took 4,000 years to get a different fruit Yang Essence, and its preciousness can be imagined.

Feng Yi once happened to catch a glimpse of the record of Han Yang Jing in Xin Li's medical book, and the healing effect of this red fruit alone is enough to compare with the Eight Healing Pills.

What is the concept of the Eight Grades Healing Pill, that is, if it is in this life, it will inevitably cause turmoil. If you have this elixir in your hand, it is tantamount to an extra life.

"Although this Spirit Mist Mountain Range is dangerous, it is also full of creation. I had just entered it, and I met the Yang Essence, which was really ......"

Before Feng Yi could sigh and land, the strong wind suddenly swept in.

At the same time, a dark cloud rose from the bright sky above Feng Yi's head. Thunder snakes jump in the clouds, booming and booming.

"Click!"

A white thunderbolt like a thick arm smashed down, Feng Yi was shocked and changed, and he hurriedly got up and moved sideways to dodge.

But that thunder and lightning is not the thunder of nature, but the heavenly thunder that is being drawn by the power of the Xuanjing Realm using the power of the Tyrant Sect to use the occult arts, and there is a qi machine traction, as long as the target is locked, no matter how fast you move and dodge, you can't avoid it after all.