One hundred and twenty miles to the north of Zixiao Mountain is the Que Tomb Ridge, and a few dozen miles to the north is a lush and deep demon realm forest.

For the Demon Realm Forest, Xiao Xiao repeatedly told him not to lose his way and approach there. The Demon Realm Forest is the most dangerous area for humans, almost spanning the entire Fang Immortal Continent, and no one knows how big it is. The masters of the Fang Immortal Continent did not dare to venture into this mysterious area.

After the wind and rain, Yan Han woke up in the cold wind, he looked at the traces of being washed by the rain around him, and guessed that the heavy rain might have saved his life, so Yan Han regained his strength, wrenched his legs, and continued to move down the mountain.

Yan Han wanted to rush to Que Tomb Ridge within two days, and he would never give up until the last moment.

Half an hour later, Yan Han finally walked down the mountain.

At this time, Yan Han had two sticks tied to his legs, and he could barely stand up by relying on crutches. Yan Han usually goes down the mountain to collect medicine, but he never thought that going down the mountain would be so difficult today.

Yan Han was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt a kind of coercion, like a master's consciousness sweeping over his body. He provoked Ling Ling to shiver, knowing that the people of Shenxiao were really chasing after him!

Yan Han took out the array stone prepared in advance inside the package, arranged a small stealth array, and drilled into it. This stealth array stone was created by Yan Han after studying in the Red Emperor Garden for a long time, and it can be withdrawn and arranged at any time, making it easy to carry.

Not long after, a search team of the Shenxiao Palace with a flying sword flew over, but it was only passing by and did not pay attention to Yan Han's hiding place.

When Yan Han saw so many people, he scolded secretly: "Does Shenxiao need to treat a waste person with such a stirring teacher?" Yan Han didn't dare to move, because he felt that the previous divine consciousness was still there, and he still kept sweeping towards him.

This man is an absolute master. Yan Han also has a strong telekinesis, but he can only perceive a distance of dozens of zhang, and this person's consciousness fluctuations are actually from a few miles away. I'm afraid that this person is also like the uninvited guest in the back mountain, a character who can be out of the body, but Yan Han concluded that they are by no means the same person.

It was difficult for Yan Han to understand that the Shenxiao Sect actually sent two supreme masters to capture him, which was really a big deal, Yan Han took it for granted that Bei Yin Qiulong was a villain who would be revenged.

If he could, Yan Han would be eager to exchange the bag of broken gold in his package for a ticket back to the human world. When you go back, you can be a woodcutter, a farmer, or even a beggar, as long as you let him get out of this hellish place!

After a long time, the god of consciousness had not left. Yan Han spit out a mouthful of scolding phlegm, and muttered in his heart: "The tiger is not powerful, you really treat me as a sick cat!"

So, Yan Han took out a yellow talisman that had been wrinkled by rain bubbles, and there was still some spiritual power left on it, and he quickly began to carve it with his mental power. A moment later, a complete soul fixing talisman was made by Yan Han.

Yan Han walked out of the hiding place, he calculated that it would take some time for this divine sense to find himself and catch up with the main body, so Yan Han mustered up his courage to see what kind of person was unforgiving him.

Sure enough, after a short while, a tall, thin sorcerer flew in. He was dressed in a Taoist robe, his eyes were like electricity, and he swept around for a long time, but he couldn't see Yan Han, he felt very strange, and finally left unwillingly. Yan Han had obviously returned to his stealth formation.

Yan Han was so shocked that he was sweating, the coercion caused by this person's cultivation was even higher than that of Lord Chuguan, and Yan Han's stealth array, although he could be invisible, he couldn't hide his breath, he was actually not sure that he would hide safely under such a master. Fortunately, Yan Han's sense of crisis was extremely high, so he made a breath charm and pasted it on his body in advance, and held his breath.

The rest is for Yan Han's good show.

Not long after the man left, Yan Han walked out of the stealth array again, and sure enough, as Yan Han expected, this master's divine sense did not completely give up the search here, when he sensed Yan Han's breath, the main body quickly rushed back, but at this time Yan Han had already returned to the magic circle.

After going back and forth like this three times, the man was so angry that he jumped like thunder, and used his palm power to chop the surrounding grass and trees, almost hitting Yan Han. Yan Han was secretly happy in his heart, but he also knew that he couldn't play with fire too much.

However, Yan Han didn't feel that it was enjoyable, so he played tricks again. This time the person didn't come, but Yan Han sneered at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly shouted: "What I'm waiting for is you!"

Yan Han sensed that the person's Yuan Shen was nearby, obviously, this master was tricked by Yan Han, and he had an endless posture. And the perception of divine consciousness is better than the five senses of people, so the master once again went out of his body and tracked Yan Han.

A soul fixing talisman floated up, and Yan Han quickly hit a pine and cypress, and then Yan Han placed two spirit stones around it to seal it with a nesting doll.

"Haha, let you taste the taste of the sleepy god array!" Yan Han exclaimed.

There was a strong mental fluctuation, and the person's primordial spirit struggled desperately, causing a burst of inexplicable commotion, almost startling the nearby birds and beasts.

Yan Han didn't care, expecting that it would be impossible for this primordial god to get out of trouble in a short time, so he swaggered out of the stealth array and quickly fled to the north.

Not far away, several disciples of the Divine Yoimiya flew by, and one of them shouted:

"Look, Uncle Wei is meditating there!"

"I've seen it a long time ago, I've visited here three times, and I've said hello to my uncle a few times, but he ignored me. ”

"You know a fart, Uncle Wei wants to feather a flying immortal here!"

The person who said this was a fat squarer, who was obviously very familiar with his uncle, and dared to tease him like this. After the fat Fang Shi finished speaking, he flew towards Uncle Wei.

These people were all disciples of the Shenxiao Palace who captured Yan Han, they looked young, and they might have been sent to practice, and they saw Uncle Wei Ding sitting cross-legged in place motionless, so they started talking.

Fat Fangshi flew to Wei Ding's side, made a big salute respectfully, and then laughed and prepared to invite some hard work with Uncle Wei, but Uncle Shi did not react, and Fat Fangshi felt that Uncle Wei's expression seemed to be wrong.

The fat priest found that Uncle Wei did not meditate at all, but had his eyes open, his face covered with sweat, and he seemed to be quite painful.

The fat Fang Shi was shocked and shouted a few times "Uncle Shi", but there was still no response, and several partners had already come to Uncle Shi at this time.

One of them exclaimed, "Don't touch him! Uncle Shi is out of his body, as if he is being fettered!"

"Look! His eyes seem to tell us where his primordial spirit is!"

"You follow the direction pointed out by Uncle Shi to find and rescue Uncle Shi!"

Half an hour later, they finally found the Dao talisman that trapped Uncle Shi.

When the fat Taoist priest removed Yan Han's soul talisman, Uncle Wei's earth-shattering roar resounded through the valley: "Hairy thief, if you are caught by me, I will definitely let you break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

After Wei Ding finished shouting, seeing the stunned disciples around him, Wei Ding felt that he was too out of shape, so he added embarrassedly: "When you meet a peer of Zixiao Mountain, you dare to interfere with my Yuanshen search and go back to him to settle accounts!"

Wei Ding saw the disciples around him who were still stunned, and he was atmospheric: "Why don't you hurry up and find someone... Where to go?... Let's just say you!Pig's head... Northward!... A bunch of rubbish!"

After everyone moved away from Uncle Shi, they began to gossip, and one of them stretched out a hand to the fat Fang Shi and ordered, "Bring that Dao talisman." ”

"What Dao Talisman?"

"Don't pretend to be a grandson for me! In this operation, the above instructed that everything must be confiscated!"

Fat Fangshi smiled: "Senior brother, don't be angry, don't I also want to figure out the master's handwriting, maybe I can copy a few copies and give them to everyone." ”

"Just your two brushes, what else can you do but use them to please the top? I think you should continue to copy your two-skin face!" The senior brother obviously didn't buy his account.

Early the next morning.

The sound of water droplets sounded softly in Yan Han's ears, and he lay motionless beside the muddy stream. Yan Han had been gone all night.

A search team sent by Shenxiao flew over Yan Han, and Yan Han couldn't remember how many times he had encountered a search team from Shenxiao, and he was almost found twice.

In order to cover up his breath, Yan Han was covered in mud, and he didn't even let go of his face, leaving only dark circles under his eyes, and a faint pain in his legs, which he knew was a sign of inflammation.

Yan Han was picked by Bei Yin Qiulong and broke his hamstrings, he forcibly used his medical skills to connect it, and it was said that he would have to cultivate for several months, but as a last resort, he was exhausted, and his wounds were constantly soaked in water, and he was finally infected.

Yan Han vented loudly to the sky, and greeted the lords and deacons of the Shenxiao Palace, which can be regarded as a bad breath.

After the search team of Shenxiao Palace passed, Yan Han forcibly stood up and continued to hurry, he didn't know how far he had gone, he estimated that he should have walked seventy or eighty miles, leaving him with one day.

Yan Han could only pray that the cave exit of the Que Tomb Ridge would be closed later.

Yan Han subconsciously touched the gold nuggets he had wrapped, a total of thirteen broken gold, heavy ones, all of which were exchanged in the bazaar of Baiyun City. Such mundane things are not sought-after in this world, and even people will be laughed at if they collect them, but Yan Han regards them as the root of his life and the only motivation to live.

Without this gold, in the original world, how can a half-disabled person survive, how to start a family, how to be happy, how to spend all day and wine, how to talk about the wind and snowy nights, how to bully men and women, how to talk about romance... Thinking about it, Yan Han felt that something was wrong, and the words became more and more promising, so he shook his head in disappointment.

Isn't it?

Yan Han found an obvious marker here, Yan Han had come here before when he was collecting medicine, which meant that Yan Han had only walked less than forty miles a day!

It's no wonder that Yan Han has injuries and torture on his body, and there are chasing soldiers behind him, so he is afraid of losing his heart, the more painful the journey, the farther away he will feel.

Yan Han sat on the ground, his skeleton was scattered, and he no longer had the passion he had just when he looked at gold.

It seems that it is impossible to go to Que Tomb Ridge tonight.

Then Yan Han scolded like crazy, and this time even the ancestors of the Northern Yin Qiulong were turned out.

“... You actually used dozens of people to surround a waste man with broken hands and feet, if Lao Tzu can't get out of this bullshit fairy world, you will definitely look good!"

At this time, in another place, Dian Zhuangcang's cold eyes and cool appearance suddenly yawned inexplicably, feeling indecent. Around him stood a dense crowd of searching disciples, waiting for orders.

Yan Han still underestimated the Shenxiao Palace, there are not dozens of people here, but a full hundred and fifty people, and this is not all the search disciples.

A young disciple respectfully handed a Dao talisman to Dian Zhuangcang and muttered a few words beside him. Dian Zhuangcang took the talisman and sensed a familiar smell, and a hint of a sinister smile finally appeared on Sen Leng's face.

"I didn't expect that even Uncle Wei recruited this kid, it seems that I still underestimated him!"

At this time, several elders flew in, among which Yu Da was among them, and he greeted the Dianzhuang Cang.

"Senior nephew, Zixiao Guan has been banned by us, and none of them dare to come over to stir up the situation again. Lord Xingtian was drinking tea with the Lord of Zixiao Guan and the masters of several halls. ”

"Hmph, Lord Xingtian has been invited, those old guys in Zixiao Mountain, if they don't know each other again, they are looking for death! If I hadn't taken care of Xiao Xiao, a demon, my people would have turned Zixiao Temple over!"

After Dian Zhuangcang finished speaking, he once again commanded the surrounding warlocks and continued to search in four ways.

Everyone left, and Yu Da said to Dian Zhuangcang: "I didn't expect Yan Han, this stinky boy, to be so cunning, listening to Wei Ding, Yan Han not only knows how to stealth the array, but also closes the talisman to cover up the breath." ”

At this time, Dian Zhuang Cang gritted his teeth with hatred, "This is also what I am going to ask you to do." That kid had been dragging us down too much with some tricks, but I could sense he hadn't gone far. You go to the Xingtian Hall Lord for help, of course, Xingtian himself can't come because of his identity, you just need to ask him to summon a warlock who knows the formation to come over. ”

Yu Da received the order of the pawn warehouse and left.

Dian Zhuangcang sneered on the spot: "Traitor Yan Han, I will make it difficult for you to fly this time!"

Yan Han was miserable at this time, he hid under a dirt slope, surrounded by a jungle of thorns, and his legs were bleeding, but this was not a recurrence of an old injury, but a scratch from thorns.

Now Yan Han has difficulty moving, and since the last time he calculated the distance, he has spent another half a day, but he has only moved twenty miles to the Que Tomb Ridge. Yan Han reluctantly threw away most of the gold nuggets on his body to reduce his weight, and he also lost a lot of spirit stones, leaving only two spirit stones necessary for important formations.

Yan Han looked at the distance, the huge dragon's blood tree, covering the sky and the sun. "The fairy world is beautiful, but I want to leave. Yan Han said sarcastically, a desolate smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He took a bite of some blistered rice in his hand, then took some more pills, and continued on his way.

Yan Han was very unlucky, he was discovered by the search team of Shenxiao Palace that afternoon, Yan Han's stealth array was almost not arranged, and someone had already flown over, and one of the magicians turned out to be a fellow of the formation school!

This guy destroyed a piece of Yan Han's spirit stone, making the stealth array extremely unstable, but fortunately, Yan Han relied on his own mental power to forcibly stabilize the magic array.

You must know that spirit stones are generally hidden in the array, and it is difficult to be found without a clever formation. The search team unexpectedly had a magic circle warlock appear, and Yan Han once again underestimated Shenxiao's "care" for him.

Yan Han originally thought that the Shenxiao Palace would treat a waste person and chase and fight for two days, and it would be time to stop, after all, such a big faction, even if Bei Yin Qiulong is a villain who holds grudges, and Zhang Qinghe is his own son, it will not be like this.

Although Zhang Qinghe was seriously injured that day, the Shenxiao Palace had a panacea, and it was entirely possible to cultivate for a few months and recover. What's more, on that day, Zhang Qinghe first had murderous intentions towards himself, and was seriously injured by the rebound of his own strength.

The more Yan Han thought about it, the more angry he became, and once again scolded the Shenxiao Palace.

After scolding enough and calming down, Yan Han realized that the serious problem was that the spirit stone energy on his body could no longer support the stealth array, which was a very dangerous thing for him.

Yan Han's heart suddenly cooled, he looked to the top of the misty mountain of Que Tomb Ridge, and grabbed the ethereal mountains with his hand, as if the closer he got there, the farther away from the human world.

Tears welled up in the corners of Yan Han's eyes, and the life in the world seemed to be so extravagant now! Gradually, Yan Han fell into childhood memories again.

The strange noise in the distance pulled Yan Han back to reality, and Yan Han understood that the search team of the Shenxiao Palace was close to him.

Yan Han gritted his teeth, instead of waiting for death so passively, it was better to strike first!

"Shenyonomiya, you forced me to do this!"

Yan Han's other set of spirit stones was his last bargaining chip, that is, the psychedelic array stone.

It took Yan Han half an hour to complete the arrangement of a huge psychedelic formation, and the area covered by the magic array was all over the corner. To complete a large magic circle so quickly, thanks to Yan Han's preparation to use his mental power to carve the formation stone before going down the mountain, otherwise, such a large array, without three days, would be a fantasy!

Yan Han walked to the center of the circle and pressed a Dao talisman under a stone, this Dao talisman carried Yan Han's breath to attract searchers from all directions.

Yan Han did all this and threw away the already small gold nuggets on his body, but he was a little reluctant to leave a piece, and then Yan Han also threw away the incomplete stealth array stone. He had to maintain enough stamina to get to Que Tomb Ridge now, whether the hidden cave exit was closed or not, that was his only hope.

Yan Han put a closed breath talisman on his body, and then forcibly supported his body to go west. On the way, Yan Han's leg wound was stretched open again, and blood was gushing out. Yan Han found some leaves of the plant, chewed them on his legs, and moved on!

It didn't take long for the Breath Dao Talisman in Yan Han's psychedelic array to attract a search team.

The disciple of Shenxiao Palace, who took the lead, carefully swept the surrounding environment with his divine sense, and then in a dumb voice, motioned to the others to surround "Yan Han". They were very light and fast, lest they swoop again this time.

This is a chance to take the lead in this operation!

The leader of the team was nervous and excited, his eyes flickered, his movements were swift, and he was the first to rush into the coverage of the Yanhan Circle, and immediately after, the others also swarmed up, shouting, and quickly tightened the encirclement.

Obviously, they didn't find Yan Han's figure.

The captain motioned for everyone to stay in formation and not be discouraged, he was very sure and confident that he had sensed Yan Han's breath. He took it for granted that Yan Han had cast a stealth array and hid in it.

The captain tried to communicate with Yan Han, trying to persuade him to bow his head and tie his neck to come out and surrender, and wasted a bunch of tongues, but the result was all hit in the air. Later, the captain was so angry that he was like thunder, urging his true anger and shooting indiscriminately.

That's when something strange happened.

"Pony, why did you cut me?... Senior Brother Zhang, what do you mean?... Brother Yu, what do you mean?... Damn, kill people..." The little alchemist didn't realize that his teammates were serious until he was put down.

Coincidentally, "Brother Chu, are you crazy, dare to do something to me...? Okay, that's ruthless! You kind of do it again... Let you punch you, and you will cut ... with a sword."

More than a dozen disciples of the Shenxiao Palace were trapped in the array, killing each other, and endless hallucinations appeared in their minds, and there were terrifying scenes everywhere, bloody and realistic. They each drew their swords and faced each other, what they saw was a demon, a demon beast, if they didn't fight hard, they would die without a place to be buried, so they used their last strength to fight! In a short time, more than a dozen people were already covered in scaly wounds, and even flesh and blood were flying, and they were all red-eyed!

At this time, the captain retained a little consciousness, he forced himself to stop, and shouted loudly: "Don't move, it's an illusion! We've been tricked!" His voice really had some effect, and many Shenxiao Palace disciples stopped fighting and closed their eyes to feel it.

"Damn, who hit me?" The captain was just about to be proud of his decision, but he didn't know who stabbed him in the back. He was furious and was about to fight back, when he was punched in the head again.

The captain hurriedly jumped out of the encirclement and continued to persuade: "Don't move, don't move! It's all an illusion, believe me! This is a psychedelic array! You want..." Before the captain could finish speaking, a flying sword nearly swept his jaw off.

The captain suddenly lost his mind, and with a long sword, he rushed into the crowd with a violent jump, killing all sides.

"Huh, I feel the smell of that stinky boy!"

"Listen, there seems to be a fight ahead!"

"Oh my God! I saw it, Senior Brother Liu was covered in blood, and he was fighting with people!"

"Ahh

In this way, another group of men and horses rushed into the formation indiscriminately, and after they entered, they immediately lost their minds and joined the battle group.

Subsequently, seven or eight teams of Shenxiao Palace disciples joined in one after another. There was no distinction between the enemy and me in the magic circle, and it was chaotic, and it didn't take long to accumulate a hundred and ten people, which was simply a small battlefield!

Yan Han was in a hurry at this time, and felt that he hadn't encountered the search team of the Shenxiao Palace for a long time, as if there were even fewer crows in the sky, and he felt a little slack in his heart.