Having the experience of being teleported in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Xia Qingyang was relatively calm except for his initial vigilance.

It's just that the power here is obviously much stronger than that of Ten Thousand Demon Valley, and it doesn't give Xia Qingyang any chance to resist at all.

As soon as his feet landed, Xia Qingyang immediately mobilized all his soul power, his cold eyes were like electricity, and he looked at the surrounding environment.

To his surprise, there was no imaginary crisis, but a peaceful and quiet scene in front of him.

Towering ancient trees stand in the distance, at the foot is a green lawn, there are all kinds of flowers in the middle, the breeze is gentle, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, a small stream of zhang wide meanders, from the ancient woods and forests, outlining a graceful curve on the lawn.

Xia Qingyang took a deep breath, and felt a sense of relaxation, but he stopped in place and didn't move, there must be a demon when things go wrong, he still understands such a simple truth.

Xia Qingyang tried in many ways, and after confirming that there was no danger, he began to explore this unknown area.

At first, there was nothing out of the ordinary, he went deep into the ancient trees, followed the stream of the stream to the upstream, walked for about an hour but never reached the end, the surroundings were different, but as monotonous as ever.

He gradually realized that something was wrong, this feeling was like the first time when the Qianyang Sect was trial, after he finally entered the illusion realm, monotonous repetition, terrible loneliness.

"Could it be that this is also an illusion?" Xia Qingyang suddenly made a move, slashing at a low tree next to him with a hunting knife.

Click--The small tree snapped and smashed to the ground, splashing up puffs of dust.

If this is really an illusion, it must also be an extremely clever illusion, Xia Qingyang hopes to rush a few demon beasts at this time, because he has a feeling of isolation from the world at this time, and he is very depressed.

After a moment's thought, he simply ran wildly, and the ancient wood quickly retreated at his side, but the stream seemed to never end.

Half an hour later, Xia Qingyang stopped again, changed direction and walked out of the ancient trees, the lawn was still verdant, and the flowers were still fragrant, but Xia Qingyang's mood was no longer quiet.

Because he found that the scenery was exactly the same as what he had seen when he first entered the area.

The situation became more and more weird, Xia Qingyang tried to maintain his composure, and after a long silence, he sat down on the spot.

No matter how strong his combat power is, it is useless in this situation, and the lack of realm knowledge makes Xia Qingyang a little stretched to deal with this situation, and his understanding of the illusion realm is too little.

After thinking about the capital he has, there seem to be only two things that can hope to solve the current dilemma, one is the silver wings, and the other is the innate soul technique.

No matter how wonderful the illusion is, it is also a clever use of space, and the teleportation of the silver wings may give him a chance to escape.

However, the truth is not so simple, after teleporting several times in a row, Xia Qingyang gave up this method of draining soul power, because his understanding of teleportation is also lacking, and simple casting is not enough to crack the illusion.

The only thing left is the innate soul technique Mingyin broke the firmament, and inadvertently broke the illusion arranged by the Qianyang Sect at the beginning, and later Xia Qingyang also understood that it was Mingyin who broke the firmament, but it was mostly an accident, and the level of the illusion was obviously not at the same level.

The strange thing is that no matter how hard Xia Qingyang tries, he can never sense the slightest fluctuation of soul power, which can only show that either this is indeed not an illusion, or the level of this illusion is too high, almost to the point of being fake.

"The realm is still a little lower. Xia Qingyang sighed, stood up and gave up continuing to sense, although his realm ascension speed was already terrifying, but after all, the time was too short, and it took an opportunity to advance to an elite soul master, and it was not an overnight thing.

Otherwise, with the many anti-heaven means he has, maybe there will be a way to solve the current predicament.

Suddenly, Xia Qingyang's gaze fell on the lawn not far away, where the grass was relatively short and grew almost close to the ground, so he could clearly see a pair of shoe prints on the ground there.

The figure flashed, Xia Qingyang appeared next to the shoe print, was silent for a while, raised his foot and stepped on it, not big or small, just right.

"This is where I stood when I first entered here. Xia Qingyang looked around carefully, and all traces had been restored, including the footprints he had left behind, the flowers he had picked, and everything had been restored to its original state.

Only this pair of shoe prints has not disappeared!

Taking a deep breath, Xia Qingyang raised his foot and took a step back.

"Huh-" With his state of mind, he was also a little nervous, and at the moment when the soles of his feet landed, a familiar fluctuation instantly enveloped him.

Even if he was prepared this time, he still didn't have time to react, and the teleportation had already happened.

Feeling that his feet landed again, he opened his eyes, but he couldn't see any light, and the alarm in his heart suddenly appeared, his silver wings flapped, and Xia Qingyang's figure disappeared again.

"Boom-" A huge palm the size of a pu fan slapped down on the position where Xia Qingyang first appeared, like a boulder falling down, shaking all directions.

Xia Qingyang showed his figure, his cold eyes were like electricity, and before he could see who was making the move, the giant palm had already slapped down on his heavenly spirit cover again, no fancy, but like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

"What a fast speed!" Xia Qingyang was startled and teleported away again.

When he appeared for the second time, Xia Qingyang directly kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body moved out sharply, narrowly avoiding the terrifying giant palm.

Taking advantage of this short opportunity, Xia Qingyang was also able to see the owner of the giant palm clearly.

It was a monster the size of a tiger and a cow, covered in hedgehog-like fur and with a pair of short wings on its back.

"Qi Qi, one of the four fierce beasts of ancient times!" Xia Qingyang's heart was shocked, he never imagined that he would encounter a fierce beast of this level here.

Qi Qi's speed is incredible, and his strength is even more terrifying, and the power of that shot is afraid that there are not tens of thousands of catties, Xia Qingyang knows that if he is shot, it will definitely be the end of being shattered, even if he has a hunting knife and a soul-breaking knife technique, it is useless.

Even teleportation became no longer effective, because Qi Qi's perception was too sharp and extremely fast, and whenever Xia Qingyang appeared, he could always arrive as soon as possible, so that he didn't have time to react at all.

Moreover, this Qi Qi also seems to know the secret of cracking the illusion, whenever Xia Qingyang wants to settle in the place where he enters this area, he will always rush over at a faster speed and block it.

Fortunately, the pair of footprints were always there, and even Qiqi's heavy blows never erased it, which was Xia Qingyang's only hope for survival.

Although he has never fought each other, Xia Qingyang has fallen into the hardest battle in his life, even in the face of elite soul masters, he has never been so embarrassed, to put it bluntly, he is always running for his life!

If it weren't for the support of his soul, he wouldn't even be able to hold up a cup of tea, teleporting, transversely, teleporting, and so on, and so on, without seeing any hope.

Qi Qi is like a tireless killing god, constantly repeating the action of moving and slapping, simple and rough!

A quarter of an hour passed, and even the Soul Returning Pill was almost unable to replenish the consumption of soul power, and the highly concentrated spirit was inevitably negligent, and the giant palm finally swept Xia Qingyang, although it was only a good touch, but it almost took off one of his arms.

Severe pain came, but Xia Qingyang was not surprised, because he suddenly felt a strange fluctuation coming from the sea of consciousness.

Beastmaster Seal!

At the critical moment, this mysterious ancient seal seemed to sense the crisis of its master, and sent a signal that it was suspected of asking for battle!

Qiqi's pursuit was so tense that Xia Qingyang didn't even have time to think about countermeasures, and he actually forgot about the Beastmaster Seal.

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, Xia Qingyang suddenly retreated after teleporting, and after buying a little time, the Beastmaster Seal broke through the air and suspended in front of him, and at the same time, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed up.

The giant palm was still slapped down, but Xia Qingyang teleported away again, this time, he chose the position where he came in for the first time.

The moment the beast king's seal was slapped by the giant palm, suddenly the red light was flourishing, and all beasts woke up.

Qi Qi was only slightly stunned, and the giant palm barely paused, so he slapped it without hesitation.

The thousands of demon beasts that had not yet condensed and formed, including the Four Spirit Holy Beasts, all turned into nothingness under this palm, and the Beast King Seal was also slapped to the ground, and the red light converged, and there was no movement.

It's not that Qi Qi is strong enough to ignore the Beast King Seal, or that the Four Spirit Holy Beasts are not as good as the fierce beast Qi Qi, in the final analysis, it's because the Beast King Seal is uncontrolled, or that Xia Qingyang's realm is too low to exert its power.

However, no matter what, the appearance of the Beastmaster Seal bought Xia Qingyang a little time after all, and after standing still, he quickly took a step back and left this terrifying area in an instant.

The Beastmaster Seal was a Horcrux that had been refined by Xia Qingyang, and it rushed back into his body at the last moment, and the speed was even faster than that of Qi Qi.

The short teleportation process has become a rare time for Xia Qingyang to be broadcast, and the next moment, when the figure flashed, he became nervous again, who knows what kind of ghost place he will be transferred to this time.

The facts also proved that his worries were right, and after teleporting away, a sword light directly fell on the location where he first appeared.

Xia Qingyang couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth, but he had to raise his knife to meet him, because the speed of the knife light seemed to be faster than Qi Qi's, and suddenly he slashed at him again.

Xia Qingyang was also angry when he was chased, his heart was horizontal, and the hunting knife soared, and he met it fearlessly.

"Huh?" the hunting knife easily slashed through the blade, and the blade vanished, as if it had never appeared.

"It's so easy?" Xia Qingyang was hesitating whether to stay here or withdraw, when two more sword lights suddenly burst out of the void in front of him, and they slashed head-on at the same time.

Me!#@??? Xia Qingyang regretted it, he knew that it was better to quit first, depending on the situation, this sword light will be more and more of a situation.