Feeling Ji Fengtian's breath, Feng Yifei's face was gloomy, and with his finger pointing forward, a ray of light shot out, chasing Ji Fengtian.

The other cultivators' faces turned pale, and they also sent out a blow, trailing away from the attack.

Feeling the water of life entering his body, Ji Fengtian's injuries recovered quickly, but his mental strength was still recovering very slowly, and the feeling of mental exhaustion made his thoughts blur.

The two pairs of wings behind him flapped rapidly, bringing gusts of wind, tearing through the clouds of the heavens, and running out of a cloud path.

The people behind him were in hot pursuit, as if they didn't kill Ji Fengtian, they didn't have the face to go back to make a difference.

The two sides chased and fled, running for tens of thousands of miles, and the water of life in Ji Fengtian's mouth continued, but the physical exhaustion slowed down Ji Fengtian's speed a lot.

Similarly, Feng Haochen and the others were also physically and mentally exhausted, and the distance between them and Ji Fengtian was not even half a point closer. Along the way, they contacted their strongholds in various places and came forward to encircle and suppress Ji Fengtian. It's just that Ji Fengtian's speed is too fast, so they don't have time to prepare.

More than ten days later, Ji Fengtian's figure cut through the sky and flew towards the edge of Zhongzhou. Behind him, Feng Haochen was still in hot pursuit, and the cultivators who had rushed to reinforce along the way had already ambushed on various hills, preparing to ambush Ji Fengtian.

At this time, Ji Fengtian also felt that the situation was wrong, and kept changing directions, he could have reached the edge in one day, but it took four or five days, and there were more and more interceptions in front.

After many days of escaping, Ji Fengtian finally couldn't support it, and when he saw the big river rushing in front of him, he didn't want to rush down.

Half a day later, the figures of Feng Haochen and others appeared in the air, stopped where Ji Fengtian fell into the water, and looked down with cold eyes.

It's just that at this time, the river is flowing endlessly, and Ji Fengtian's traces are completely covered. Half a day was enough time for Ji Fengtian to escape from the water.

Although Ji Fengtian did many similar moves along the way, they all found Ji Fengtian in the end, and no battle broke out between the two sides, Ji Fengtian just relied on the advantage of speed to get a certain amount of rest.

"The soldiers are divided into two ways, all the way to the upstream, all the way to the downstream, find that kid, signal contact!" Feng Haochen simply assigned the task, took the people, and flew quickly downstream.

The other team of centaurs, led by Tu Shan, flew upstream.

Time passed little by little, and just half a day after Tu Shan and the others left, a figure flew quietly from the forest, it was Feng Haochen, who had been away for a long time.

Looking at the dark blue lake, Feng Haochen's face was a little gloomy, he ordered people to go upstream and downstream, but he hid here, just to see if Ji Fengtian was still in place, but half a day's time seemed to have been wasted.

Sighing helplessly, Feng Haochen still didn't leave, restrained his momentum, and squatted in the grass, wanting to see if Ji Fengtian really left.

Sometimes, one has to sigh at people's luck. The moment Ji Fengtian fell into the water, he lost consciousness. With the Xuanwu bloodline, he fell into the water, and the surface of his body naturally formed a light mask, enveloping it and providing it with the oxygen it normally needed.

This big river is the boundary river between Zhongzhou and the Northern Netherlands, although it is wide, but there are no demon beasts, it can be said to be the safest water. At the same time, it is also the most dangerous water.

In the impression of all cultivators, all cultivators who enter the boundary river will be pulled by an invisible force and enter the unknown place, where their souls will dissipate. A few days later, the people saw the shell of the previously vanished creature floating on the surface of the water intact.

For countless years, no one knew what was going on, and no one dared to explore what was going on. There was once a bold cultivator who ventured into it, and finally ended up with the destruction of all shapes and gods, and after that, no one dared to offend this river.

Ji Fengtian, who was in Qingmu Prefecture, naturally didn't know the problem, but Feng Haochen knew a lot about it. Therefore, the moment he saw the river, he chose to let people go upstream and downstream to find it, instead of going to the water here.

However, what he never expected was that Ji Fengtian didn't know the situation of this boundary river and fell directly into it, and what he didn't expect was that Ji Fengtian was less than ten meters underwater in front of him.

Even if Feng Haochen knew Ji Fengtian's location, he didn't dare to enter it and find out Ji Fengtian, after all, the name of the Falling Soul River was not called in vain.

Time passed little by little, and a day later, Feng Haochen finally wasted time not far away, and after a signal flare was released, he left with everyone with a gloomy face.

Although everyone was unwilling, the pressure brought to them by the Fallen Soul River made them have to choose to leave honestly.

Some people may think that these people are too cowardly to try to attack the Fallen Soul River, but no one dares to laugh at them when they know the truth.

Attacking the Soul River, that is the old birthday star eating arsenic, and he is disgusted with his life. Someone once did this kind of thing, and later, that person was swept away by the waves of the Fallen Soul River and never came back.

A few days later, all parts of Zhongzhou were boiling, and many cultivators who confronted the Aoki League killed Ji Fengtian in front of the Falling Soul River, and the corpse fell into the Falling Soul River, and there was no more movement.

Some people lamented that Ji Feng was jealous of talents every day, and some people secretly ridiculed, after all, the younger generation fought against the older generation, and achieved such a great reputation, which made some celebrities bleak.

A few more days passed, and Ji Fengtian, who was sleeping under the Falling Soul River, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the cyan river in front of him, with a blank look on his face.

Not feeling the breath of Feng Haochen and the others, Ji Fengtian breathed a sigh of relief, and his mental power carefully poked out the light mask to observe the scene around the state.

The mutation was abrupt, the cyan river suddenly boiled, and wisps of invisible power penetrated through, firmly locking Ji Fengtian's soul and pulling it towards the outside of his body.

The sudden change made Ji Fengtian a little dazed, but his rich combat experience told him that he had to pull his soul back, otherwise, he would be drawn out of his soul and die.

However, the river seemed to know Ji Fengtian's thoughts, and the pulling force was even more violent, and the soul that had just contracted left his body in an instant.

The body sitting cross-legged, because it lost the control of its soul, gradually lost its light, and slowly fell to the ground.