In the eastern region of the Xuan Realm, tens of thousands of miles outside the East China Sea, there is a vast primeval mountain range, the jungle in the mountain is towering, the flowers and plants are luxuriant, the valley is secluded, the cliffs are steep, the lonely peaks are high, and there are a large number of brute beasts lurking.

Fierce tigers roar in the mountains, fighting to the death with giant bears, great snakes entrenched in the canopy of trees, spitting letters and staring at birds, preying on birds and animals, and groups of apes grasping vines and swaying between the cliffs.

A figure shuttled quickly through the forest, and all the attacks encountered along the way were easily flashed by him, and the cyan dress and hidden aura made him almost integrated with the verdant mountains and forests, and it was difficult to be discovered.

It was a young man with black hair and green clothes, his clothes were torn in many places, his snow-white skin was cracked and bloody, and he had been dyed red with blood, and the smell of blood was permeating, which aroused the ferocity of the wild beasts in the mountains.

The surrounding beasts gradually became stronger, and their attacks became more and more ferocious, and in the midst of the stormy attack, the young man still walked idly, although he seemed to be seriously injured, there was no obvious attrition, and he rushed towards the depths of the mountain forest.

If you look closely, you can also find that in his arms, he is holding a petite black wolf, also covered in bruises, with a weak will, a gloomy gaze, and listlessness, this person is the night sun and night howling who left from Wangkong City.

From Wangkong City to more than a million miles here, the two of them walked for five years, and with sufficient preparation, they successfully got rid of the old woman and others at the junction of the central and eastern regions.

Who knew that he was in trouble again, several waves of people suddenly appeared, and they couldn't help but say that they were chasing him, and these people who came from behind were wearing cloaks and masks, hiding their identities, and they shot more ruthlessly and more determined.

These people don't know where they came from, their cultivation is basically in the Holy Realm, and there are even several Venerables, and the way they make a move is very similar to those who attacked the earth demon outside the cross-border teleportation array at the beginning, but their cultivation is much lower than them.

In the past four years or so, Yeyang has been dealing with these people, using up all the talismans he has prepared, and he has not been able to get rid of their tracking, even if he succeeds in hiding for a short time, he will soon be found out.

The Sage killed more than a dozen, and the rest of the Venerables were led away by him by various means, followed by a Venerable and several Sages, he and the little wolf were seriously injured, far from being the opponents of the chasing soldiers, so they could only hide everywhere.

Yeyang had no choice but to repeat his old tricks, picking out the deep mountains and old forests to escape, trying to use the brute beasts in the mountains to block those enemies behind him, even if he couldn't wipe out the whole army, at least he could bring a lot of interference, and take the opportunity to kill one or two.

The Venerable was temporarily led elsewhere, and there was only one peak saint left behind him, even if it was just a saint, with the current state of him and the little wolf, there was no way to deal with it, only to lead the disaster to the east and find a high-level brute beast to block the disaster.

Relying on the little soul power he had left, he could sense that a masked man was chasing after him for a few miles, and the distance of just a few miles was just a few breaths for the Sage, but the brute beasts along the way bought him time.

The masked man was not as cautious as Yeyang, relying on his deep cultivation and fearlessness, the brute beasts that attacked him were all killed by him on the spot, and he killed them one by one, and the more he killed, the stronger the smell of blood, and the more he came.

And he hurried the time, and continued to flee into the depths, refusing to waste the slightest time, but when he was passing through a dense forest, he suddenly stopped, because a figure appeared on the stake in the clearing of the forest.

The blood-haired, handsome and unparalleled blood-eyed young man finally got rid of a few pursuers behind him, sat on the thick root stump of a big tree and gasped, and was also stunned when he saw the young man in Tsing Yi rushing out of the dense forest.

The young man in Tsing Yi and the young man with blood pupils made eye contact for a moment, and the eyes of the young man with blood pupils, after being surprised, were relieved, and after the young man in Tsing Yi was surprised, he quickly calmed down, and neither of them spoke.

In just a moment, the masked man bathed in blood had already rushed behind him, rushed into this dense forest, and also saw the blood-pupiled youth on the wooden stake, and his body suddenly stopped, revealing a dignified look of defense.

The young man with blood pupils hurriedly waved his hand and moved back, for fear of getting into trouble, and hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong! I don't know anyone, I'm just passing by, I'll leave after a while, you beat you, I didn't see anything." ”

The masked man did not let his guard down, nor did he continue to stare at him, nodded slightly, used his perceptual power, always paid attention to the movements nearby, and walked quickly towards the night sun, which slowly retreated with the little wolf in his arms.

The masked man at the peak of the Sage didn't say anything, and he didn't hesitate to attack, but he suddenly noticed something unusual, and at the mouth of his heart, a blood-colored spike suddenly appeared, quickly devouring the essence and blood of his body.

The blood-colored spikes seemed to appear out of thin air, without alarming his perception in the slightest, he could clearly feel that the blood-pupiled youth was still sitting in place, his body did not move at all, where did the spikes come from?

The vitality of the peak saint is terrifying, even if his heart is torn apart by a sharp knife and most of his essence blood is lost, he does not die immediately, he quickly gathers all his strength, and the Heavenly Spirit Holy Platform is shining, wanting to launch a counterattack.

But at the same time as he was attacked, the cowering Yeyang suddenly struck, opened his mouth, and the soul power gathered in his throat exploded, and the piercing sound waves enveloped him head-on, from body to soul, destroying all his defenses.

The little wolf in his arms also took advantage of the momentum, two dexterous little claws overlapped, eight staggered claw marks appeared in front of him, and his body size shrank from ten zhang to half a foot, from illusory to solid, pitch black as ink, and burst towards the sage's head.

The peak sage, who lost consciousness for a short time, couldn't use any means of defense, and watched the black paw prints attack, and his body instinctively released a light film to resist, and the fragile light film shattered at the touch, and the sage's eyes were completely dim.

"Bang la!" The head cracked like a watermelon, the brain and blood splattered everywhere, the body fluids gushed out, staining a large area of the ground red, and the residual power of the Sage corroded the things around him, and a generation of peak Sages died.

The holy platform full of cracks exploded, turned into a torrent and was sucked into the little wolf's mouth, the dim eyes regained some spirituality, Yeyang's face became more and more pale, barely able to hold on to it, took out a pill and swallowed it.

Not far away, the young man with blood pupils was indeed sitting in place, not moving a bit, but he had a long chain hooked in his hand, and at the other end of the chain, a double-edged blood sickle was connected, and his fingers trembled.

The blood scythe was withdrawn from his chest, retracted into the hand of the blood-pupiled youth, and turned into a small necklace, the headless corpse lost its support and fell to the ground weakly, he got up from the stump and walked to the opposite side, and the night sun stepped forward.

"Smack!" the two hands clenched in the air, and the force was not light.

"Long time no see!" this is what Yeyang said.

"What a coincidence! You're also being hunted down!" Yang Ji said.

"Got into some trouble, and so are you?"

"I'm being hunted down by a few Sages, what about you?"

"There is one Venerable remaining. ”

"You're still amazing!" Yang Wei gave a thumbs up, Yeyang couldn't cry or laugh, his face changed slightly, and he looked at the sky: "My trouble is here again." ”

Yang Yu followed his gaze, felt the breath of rapid approaching, his face remained unchanged, and asked, "Is there a way?"

Yeyang hugged the little wolf and looked at him: "There is a way, I need your help." ”

"Wrap it up on me!" Yang Ji smiled lightly.

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In a moment, the calm mountain forest rioted, the birds and beasts were frightened and fled, the wild beasts in the mountains trembled, and a masked venerable strolled in the air, breathing, first seen in the sky, the next moment in front of him.

The blood of the peak saint has not yet cooled, Yang Yu is still sitting on the stake and dangling, the masked venerable looks at the corpse of the saint, looks back at the blood-pupiled young man next to him, the old man's gaze is sharper than the eagle falcon, and asked calmly, "What did you do?"

Yang Yu rolled his eyes at him, playing with a small scythe in one hand and a small Qingding in the other, and replied angrily: "Are you teasing me?

"How dare a little King of the Pulse Realm talk to me like this?"

"I am a true king, and they are all false kings. Yang Jian was very narcissistic.

"Wait, how do you know he's a Peak Sage?" the Venerable suddenly reacted, his gaze becoming colder and colder. The corpses of the Great Realm are different, and they can be judged by their performance, but they cannot be judged to the specific realm.

Yang Ji's face remained unchanged, and he smiled leisurely: "I watched him die, how could I not know what realm he is?"

"You saw it but didn't save him?" the Venerable One's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Why should I save it? When they are both defeated, I will come out to pick up the bargain and clean up the battlefield, isn't it fragrant?" Yang Yu said as he should, and continued to shake the small ding in his hand.

Only then did His Holiness realize that the Qing Ding in his hand was familiar, and when he thought of the origin of this thing, his eyes were sharp: "Where did you get this thing?"

"Well, it took me a lot of effort to snatch it from the people who were fighting with him. He pointed to the corpse on the ground.

The Venerable questioned, "He can kill the Peak Sage, can you snatch something from him?"

Yang Jian sneered: "The peak saints are all dead, how good can he be as a king of the pulse realm, with a sleeping beast saint?"

"Show me!" the Venerable said coldly.

"Let's try it!" Yang Yu handed out Xiao Ding and said with a smile, with a hint of playfulness in his blood-colored pupils.

His Holiness stared at him, stared at him for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "May I ask what your Excellency is called?"

"My name is Yang Ji. ”

"Extraordinary list eleven, blood flowing like a river, blood Shura?" Venerable's face changed slightly, thinking of the information of his name, he felt more and more appropriate compared to the blood-pupiled youth in front of him.

"It's me. Yang Wei nodded, handed Xiao Ding forward, and asked, "Do you still want it?"

"Since it falls into your hands, it is your chance, and you don't want to give it, so forget it. His Holiness shook his head and asked, "Do you know where that man came from?"

Yang Jie was about to speak, but His Holiness changed his face, sensed the target's breath, hugged his fist towards him, hurriedly turned around and lifted into the air, and left again, Yang Jie shook his head faintly: "What I want to say is that he is here with me." ”