After leaving Yanque City last time, Gehrer laid a net outside the city, waiting for Mo Wen to appear. Unless Mo Wen is forever hiding in Yanque City, as long as he comes out, he will have a way to deal with him.

"Turtle, don't you know, that young man is a distinguished guest of the Yanque tribe, and Ji Yue has made it clear that he wants to protect him. If it weren't for that, I would have been able to clean him up last time in Yanque City. ”

Gell snorted coldly, Ji Yue's attitude made him quite dissatisfied.

"Ji Yue tried his best to protect him, that young man was really not simple."

Another old man named Qiang Yuan squinted his eyes slightly, although the Blood Ying Tribe and the Seventy-two Tribal Alliance have always been hostile relations, but sometimes, both sides will have scruples, so as not to give no face at all, for the sake of an outsider, to provoke their Blood Ying Tribe, this kind of thing is indeed rare.

"That young man, it's not easy." Gele's face was a little solemn, and he said coldly: "His cultivation is obviously not high, but he can kill Fuqi, and I haven't figured out his means of killing Fuqi in the end." Even if I wanted to kill him, I am afraid it would not be easy. ”

"Of course, if it's one-on-one, I'm sure I'll be able to kill him. Old man, I called you, mainly because I was afraid that he would be with Ji Yue all the time. I have already inquired clearly, that young man named Mo Wen is a trialist, he will definitely go to Haoyang Immortal Mansion, and most likely will follow Ji Yue's team. ”

Geeller knew very well in his heart that if Mo Wen followed Ji Yue's team, then he still had no chance to start, so he had to invite his old friend over.

"Ji Yue? I'm no match for him. The turtle shook his head.

Ji Yue's fame in the Ancient Wasteland is not small, his supernatural powers are unfathomable, far above him and Gele, in the Blood Ying Tribe, only the monk of the Taixuan Great Perfection can firmly suppress him.

"You just need to hold Ji Yue for a while. I'll do the rest. Gehrer said lightly.

Turtle is also an immortal cultivator in the late Taixuan period, and he may not be Ji Yue's opponent, but he can still do it by dragging Ji Yue for a while.

Suddenly, a streamer flew into the cabin, and with a gesture of his hand, the light fell into his hand. It's a musical note.

"Huh?"

Gele glanced at the transmission note, and soon, his face changed in surprise, Mo asked what it meant that he actually went out of Yanque City alone? A deliberate trap?

Anyway, Mo Wen shouldn't leave Yanque City alone, now everyone knows that the Blood Ying Tribe will definitely not let him go.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his friend's abnormal complexion, he asked curiously.

"Mo Wen has left Yanque City. And...... Moreover, he is alone, and there are no alliance immortal cultivators around him. ”

Gele said with a gloomy face, thinking about it carefully, this matter seems to be a little unusual, because Mo Wen really has no reason to go out of the city alone, isn't he afraid of the revenge of the Blood Ying tribe?

"And what do you mean?"

When he heard this, his face was also shocked, and he went out of the city alone. What a guts! Is there some conspiracy?

The two almost thought of each other, because this kind of thing was so abnormal.

"Let's test him first. Since he dares to come out, I dare to go to him. ”

A sneer curled up at the corner of Geeller's mouth, trap? Even if it was a trap, he was not afraid, even if Ji Yue was involved in it, it was not easy to kill him. What's more, he also has a helper hidden in the shadows.

"Turtle, wait for me to come forward, you hide in the shadows, if you find something wrong, come out and solve the siege."

The two of them deliberated for a while. They turned into a ray of light and flew out of the wooden house.

Gele believed that even Ji Yue probably couldn't have imagined that in such a short period of time, he would invite the turtle over. The strength of the turtle is still above that of Wu Qi.

……

Mo Wen was holding a map in his hand, flying alone in the sky, the entrance of the Immortal Venerable Relic Mansion was still far away from the end of the ancient wasteland, and even if he did, it would take almost a month to fly over. Moreover, according to Ji Yue, there is more than one entrance to Haoyang Immortal Mansion, and Muyang City is only one of the entrances to Immortal Mansion.

On the map, Mo Wen has to pass through five wastelands and two sea areas to reach Muyang City, and along the way, it may not be peaceful, after all, this is a wasteland, the world of wild ancient beasts.

However, Mo Wen likes this environment very much, because in such a state, the more he can sharpen him.

Moreover, he can also kill a large number of desolate beasts on the road and refine more desolate blood pills.

Suddenly, a huge coercion flew from a distance, and he saw a purple light flying towards him and intercepting his path.

"Don't ask, your time of death has come."

A familiar voice sounded from the light, and in the blink of an eye, an old man in black robe appeared in front of him.

"Gehrer." Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, this old thing was really ambushed outside Yanque City, trying to deal with him.

Gehrer flew in front of Mo Wen, but his eyes looked around vigilantly, looking cautious and vigilant.

"It's ridiculous that you're so cowardly as a mouse that you want to kill me."

Mo Wen shook his head, of course he understood the meaning in Gehrer's eyes, and it was obvious that he was wondering if there was someone else hiding around Mo Wen.

Some divine channel methods do have very mysterious concealment techniques, which are difficult to guard against.

But in fact, he was just a human being.

"Are you really going out of town alone?" Gehrer looked at Mo Wen with a puzzled face, he searched for a long time, but he didn't find any other breath around.

"Not so."

"Are you really bold enough not to be afraid of death?" Gele laughed out loud, this Mo Wen was so stupid, and he ran out alone, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"Is it just you?" Mo Wen sneered.

"Of course, you are looking for death by yourself, and you can't blame others."

Gehrer stepped out in one step, followed his fist, and was met with a punch, his fist was his strongest weapon.

The space around him twisted, and a huge amount of pressure enveloped him.

Mo Wen squinted his eyes slightly, he admitted that this Gele was indeed very powerful, and he was afraid that he was among the top figures among the immortal cultivators in the late Taixuan period.

And this punch seems simple, and it is a special magical power to cast, and amazing power is conceived in the fist.

"When you can catch up with me, let's talk about killing me."

Mo Wen indifferently left a sentence, and his figure turned into a blue light and quietly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared five hundred miles away.

"Want to go?"

Gehrer sneered, and with a wave of his sleeve, a golden light flew out of his cuff.

He already knew that this Mo Wen's speed was quite amazing, and if he was determined to escape, he might not be able to catch up. He had been prepared before he came.

The golden light flew into the air, and then continued to grow larger, and a circle of golden light instantly enveloped a radius of thousands of miles.

I saw that in the center of the golden light, there was a large golden bowl, and the mouth of the golden bowl released a cylindrical thick golden light, which instantly shrouded Mo Wen, who was hundreds of miles away.

"Give it to me!"

Gele struck out a spell, and the big golden bowl that emitted golden light suddenly shone brightly, grabbing Mo Wen's body and pulling it back.

"Heavenly Spirit Treasure!"

Mo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, the golden bowl was actually a special heavenly spirit treasure, which was displayed by Gele, a monk in the late Taixuan period, the power of the golden bowl was quite terrifying, and he even felt that he couldn't break free from that golden light.

"Phantom Wings!"

Mo Wen thought silently in his heart, and the next moment, blue light lit up from behind him, and the blue light emitted ripples, as vast as the ocean.

A pair of huge azure blue wings appeared behind Mo Wen, those wings were beautiful, and the wings shattered the golden light with just a slight shock.

"Combine Heavenly Spirit Treasure!"

Ge Le's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Mo Wen to have such a treasure, that pair of wings is obviously not simple, not only a combination of heavenly spirit treasures, but also seems to contain quite a profound Dao.

The next moment, Mo Wen had disappeared in place and appeared directly thousands of miles away. After the Phantom Divine Wings appeared, Mo Wen's speed directly increased several times. As an imitation of the Immortal Treasure, the power of the Phantom Divine Wings is far more than just what it seems.

"It's not good, chase me."

At the same time, a ray of light flew out from the mountains and forests below, trying to intercept Mo Wen, all of whom were immortal cultivators of the Blood Ying tribe.

"Sharpen the turtle, stop him." Gehrer shouted, and at this time, he didn't care about hiding his power. If you ask Mo Wen to run away, wouldn't it be a wasted job.

Rumble!

Above the sky, a huge sword light suddenly fell, slashing at Mo Wen fiercely.

The power of that sword light was far above that of Fuqi, and even a single sword could seriously injure such an immortal cultivator.

"It's another Taixuan late stage! You've worked hard to deal with me. ”

Mo Wen sneered, the figure flickered, and suddenly, one after another afterimages appeared between heaven and earth, as if real and illusory, the blue light spread in a radius of thousands of miles, fascinating people's eyes, and it actually made people a little unable to see clearly.

The sword light was as fast as lightning, and it swept by, but it only cut through a few afterimages, leaving nothing behind.

"All of you from the Blood Ying Tribe, there will be a period in the future, and if we meet again, we will definitely repay you."

A voice drifted from afar, but the figure had already reached the horizon.

"It's such a terrifying speed, I'm afraid that the immortal cultivators of the Taixuan Great Perfection are nothing more than that!"

Standing in mid-air, he stared at the blue light that disappeared in front of him in a daze, he only asked if the sword was fast enough, and the interception position was just right, but the young man still passed by him, and he didn't even have time to react.

"Geeller, this is the junior you said was a little special, a little fast? Is this still a bit fast? You still want to intercept him! ”

The turtle looked at Geler with a strange gaze, that guy has a pair of wings on his back, let alone kill him, I'm afraid it will be impossible to catch up with him, maybe only the Taixuan Great Perfection, and he must be a fast immortal cultivator to catch up with that young man.

(To be continued.) )