Since Zhong Yuan agreed to take the people of the Divine Sword Sect away, it was naturally as fast as possible.

The helicopter is quite large enough to accommodate so many people, but it is a bit cramped.

However, now that time is so short, it is lucky to be able to board the plane to escape, and no one has come to complain about this.

It was a little crowded inside, and it didn't seem like Ling Qinghan and a woman were crowded with them, so when she arrived next to Zhong Yuan, there was no seat, so she stood next to him.

Most of the people in the helicopter don't have seats, there's nothing to say about that.

They are now on the run for their lives.

After the helicopter started, the magnitude of the shock was so great that those who were standing began to stand unsteadily.

This is not the reaction that Yuanying Cultivators should have, but now their cultivation has been suppressed to the realm of Qi cultivation, and they are not much different from ordinary people, so they are not much better than ordinary people.

Zhong Yuan didn't have much time to grind, so the speed at which the helicopter pulled up was relatively fast, and the vibration of the fuselage was more intense.

He didn't have anything in his seat, but Ling Qinghan beside him couldn't do it, and he didn't stand firmly, so he pounced on him.

The fuselage was so bumpy that Zhong Yuan drove its speed to the maximum, Ling Qinghan couldn't adjust his body if he wanted to, so he threw himself on Zhong Yuan's legs, and could only hold him tightly, very embarrassed.

Zhong Yuan was also embarrassed.

The fuselage shook so badly, Ling Qinghan, who was lying on top of him, also shook violently, and it was really embarrassing that two clumps of fat were pressing on his legs.

There is also a very strange feeling.

Ling Qinghan, who was lying on top of him, blushed with his eyes, and felt very strangely that there was a femininity on her, and he shook his heart for no reason, and quickly collected his mind, focusing on driving.

The helicopter roared into the air and flew south.

The Demon Butterfly Ridge was originally on the southern border of Yu State, and it flew south until it reached Chen State, which was out of the sphere of influence of Tianxuanmen.

Although Chen Guo did not have the existence of a god-transforming cultivator, Tu Wujiao had only advanced to the rank of god-turning, and he definitely did not have the courage to challenge the entire Chen Guo's cultivation realm with a single sect, and it was impossible to hunt them down.

In this way, the possibility of escape is much greater.

From here, it is only more than 100 miles to enter the territory of Chen Guo, and it will not take ten minutes for the helicopter to drive over.

However, if those people from the Divine Sword Sect were allowed to clear the way by themselves, it would be impossible to do it in ten days.

Watching the helicopter rise into the air, the woods and mountains passing below, although the monks of the Divine Sword Sect were all unsteady on their feet, they still broke out into a burst of cheers.

That's fast!

Although this speed can be easily achieved by ordinary Jindan cultivators, but now their cultivation has been suppressed to the realm of qi cultivation, and it is absolutely impossible to reach this speed.

At this speed, it doesn't take a moment to leave the Demon Butterfly Ridge and escape.

The people of Tianxuanmen shouldn't be so coincidental to rush over at this time, right?

Cheng Yifu was also very excited in his heart, as long as it took a while, he would be safe.

As long as they are still there, as long as those disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are still there, even if the mountain gate is gone, he believes that he can create another Divine Sword Sect.

He glanced at Zhong Yuan, who was piloting the helicopter in front of him, and was quite grateful.

Willing to piggyback on them away, this is a very great kindness, and it can even be said to be the key to whether the Divine Sword Sect can survive this catastrophe.

At first, he didn't have the idea that if the other party didn't agree, he would kill people and seize treasures, but after coming up, he realized how ridiculous that idea was.

With the thickness of the cabin door, as long as it is closed, it is impossible for his flying sword to break through, that is to say, Zhong Yuan is already invincible.

No one even said that they used any other means of attack, just using this flying magic weapon could crush everyone in their Divine Sword Sect to death.

Moreover, if they take 10,000 steps back, even if they win this flying magic weapon, they don't know how to make an envoy!

After he entered it, he realized that this flying magic weapon was different from all the flying magic weapons he had seen before, there was no mana fluctuation, it was not controlled by divine consciousness, but controlled by some strange and inexplicable things, and at present, only Zhong Yuan could detect and control it.

If you really want to kill them, this magic weapon is in their hands, and it is a big iron bump, and it is useless.

After thinking about this matter, the more I felt that Zhong Yuan was willing to piggyback on them.

He even made an oath in his heart - if the Divine Sword Sect returned to the Yu Kingdom Cultivation Realm one day in the future, he would definitely repay Zhong Yuan and the Flying Immortal Sect heavily.

Soon, the helicopter flew out of the misty area, and as soon as it flew out, the monks in the helicopter felt that the suppression of their cultivation realm no longer existed, and their mana and divine consciousness had returned to their normal level, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed.

However, at this moment, a terrifying coercion enveloped him, and a cold voice said: "Fellow Daoists of the Divine Sword Sect, why are you in such a hurry to leave? ”

When Cheng Yifu heard that voice, his face turned pale, and he felt like falling into an ice cave for a while, and his whole person felt cold.

This is Tu Wuyi's voice.

He was only in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and after his divine consciousness returned to normal, he still couldn't sense Tu Wuyi's location, but when he heard that voice, he knew that it was Tu Wuyi.

Moreover, that terrible coercion cannot deceive people.

It's still coming.

Still didn't dodge.

He sighed in his heart.

The monks of the Divine Sword Sect also stayed there one by one, as if their whole body strength had been drained, and they no longer had the courage to flee for their lives.

Although Zhong Yuan's cultivation realm was only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, his divine sense was even stronger than that of Tu Wuyi, who had just entered the realm of transforming into a god, and as soon as his divine sense recovered, he sensed that Tu Wuyi was rushing here more than a hundred miles away.

Seeing that the monks of the Divine Sword Sect had lost their intention of survival, he hurriedly said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, he is still more than a hundred miles away from here, and he is only a person who has just entered the realm of transforming into a god, and he is not as powerful as you think!

As he spoke, he clapped his hand, and the helicopter that was still flying was torn apart and turned into pieces.

There are still a few of these things in his storage ring, out of the fog area, this thing is useless, the flight speed is too slow, it is not as good as the Jindan monk, and it is a complete delay to escape for his life.

Under his loud reminder, the monks of the Divine Sword Sect came to their senses, and realized that they had not yet reached the time of despair, and they could not give up, and after the helicopter dispersed, they sacrificed their flying swords one after another.

Whether you fight or flee, it is always better than waiting for death.