Zhang Chun was lying on the ground, and suddenly felt like a mang on his back, and a bone-chilling cold air went up from his spine to the top of his head. 【Reading.com】Super fast and stable update, this article is written by...... First release [Phoenix/Phoenix/Update please search]

"Bow and arrow! He's tempting with a bow and arrow!"

Zhang Chun felt his scalp tingle and hurriedly dodged to the side.

A bowstring sounded, and arrows struck through the air.

Zhang Chun screamed, like a prawn, and suddenly jumped up. Although he avoided the vital point, he couldn't completely dodge it, and the arrow pierced his thigh.

Wei Wuji saw the other party jumping up, hurriedly got up, and walked away into the distance.

"Wei Wuji!!, you stop me!"

Zhang Chun shouted, like an angry madman, regardless of his ragged clothes, and pounced on the other party.

After running a few steps, he felt a terrible pain in his leg, so he hurriedly stopped and broke the arrow, applied ointment, and chased after it.

However, after such a delay, Wei Wuji had already escaped, and only a small black dot remained. Zhang Chun locked the other party's trail and also sped up his speed.

After all, it is the strength of the Qi Refining True Realm, compared to the Nine Heavens, it is completely impossible to plan in the Dao. Rao is Zhang Chun was injured by lightning, smashed on the ground, and injured by an arrow on his thigh, which is not comparable to Wei Wuji, and after a while, the distance between the two sides has been shortened a lot.

Wei Wuji saw that the speed could not be compared to the other party, turned around, and flew away towards the dense place where the lightning fell.

"This bastard is scheming, and now he is rushing in the direction of the thunder, I'm afraid there is a trick in it. Zhang Chun's feet quickened, but he secretly reminded himself in his heart not to be fooled again.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning pierced the sky, like ghost claws extending out to the earth, and a snow-bright arc fell to the ground, making a deafening sound, and the strongest thunderous breath swept in all directions.

Wei Wuji didn't stop, and without hesitation, he burrowed into the thunder area and went deeper.

"This bastard must have cultivated the exercises related to thunder, which is why he is so bold. However, this little thunderbolt did not damage me in the slightest. Zhang Chun chased closer, stopped to look, and rushed in.

The two chased and fled, and ran for more than 30 miles in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the thunder in the sky was even more dense, and the thunder fell like raindrops, dragging a slender tail of bright light, falling to the ground like silk threads.

Wei Wuji's whole body was swirled with electric arcs, allowing the lightning to hit his body, and his speed did not decrease.

Zhang Chun was covered with a layer of brown earth, protecting his whole body, and the thunder fell on it and could not penetrate, but only glowed with a cloud of bright light, and then disappeared into invisibility.

Obviously, Zhang Chun's operation of the exercises through the thunder was much more difficult than Wei Wuji's. But after all, he is a cultivator of the Qi Refining Realm, and even though he is in various difficulties, he is still far above Wei Wuji, and the distance between the two is getting closer little by little.

ran out for more than 20 miles, and the distance between the two was only more than 200 zhang.

"Wei Wuji, you can't run away! Obediently kneel down for this seat, and I'll give you a happy whole corpse!" Zhang Chun saw the distance slowly narrowing, and shouted loudly behind him.

Wei Wuji didn't answer, and the speed of the flight sped up a few points.

Boom! The sky was thundering, falling like a waterfall.

Wei Wuji waved his hands and dodged into the Thunder Waterfall, sweeping deeper into the waterfall.

He comprehended the artistic conception of the wind, but he also comprehended the artistic conception of the thunder! It is already difficult for an ordinary cultivator to comprehend one artistic conception, but he has comprehended two artistic conceptions. ”

Zhang Chun's exercises worked, and the color of the brown soil on his body increased a little, looking like a piece of rolling soil, rushing into the thunder waterfall.

The thunder in front of him intensified, and boom! A bolt of lightning fell like an electric python, and a deep crater appeared on the ground. After the dazzling light, a thunderbolt-derived beast form rushed out of the pit and pounced on the oncoming Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji waved his hands, running the artistic conception of thunder, his body arced around, and there was a bright light, which was not much different from the shape of a thunder beast. The thunder beast form that pounced on him was confused by the thunder arc on Wei Wuji's body, and his movements slowed down.

Wei Wuji took this opportunity to sweep past and flee into the distance.

In an instant, Zhang Chun, who was following behind, caught up, covered in brown earth, like a rolling ball of mud. The Thunder Beast Form found its target and pounced on Zhang Chun.

Zhang Chun waved his hand, and a brown earth-colored palm shape was shot in the air, and boom! The thunder beast shape was scattered by a palm, turning into countless arcs of electricity, sticking to the ground and wandering, spreading out and disappearing in all directions.

Three more thunderbolts fell, evolving into three thunder beast shapes and rushing towards the two of them.

Wei Wuji still used the thunder aura on his body, dodged away, and shot towards the depths of the thunder area. He knows that he is no match for Zhang Chun, and his only hope is to use the Thunder's advantage to find favorable opportunities.

Zhang Chun approached and raised his hand to attack, and the two thunder beast forms were disintegrated. There was the last thunder beast form left, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and chased after Wei Wuji without it.

The two chased for dozens of miles, and the distance between them was shortened to more than 100 zhang.

Behind the two of them, more than twenty thunderbolt-derived beasts, like hungry wolves, chased after them at the end of the street. However, these thunder-derived beast forms could not last, and after a while, their bodies suddenly fell apart, turning into arcs and dissipating.

A mountain ridge appeared in front of it, more than dozens of feet high.

Wei Wuji's figure was like an illusion, a few flickering, and he ran towards the mountains.

He climbed the mountain, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped, and his face showed a solemn expression.

"Haha, Wei Wuji, you finally don't run away anymore. Zhang Chun chased closer, raised his hand and attacked Wei Wuji with a palm.

"Don't mess around!" Wei Wuji saw Zhang Chun's move, his face showed surprise, and he hurriedly dissuaded him.

But it was too late, Zhang Chun hated Wei Wuji to death, raised his hand with a brown earth-colored palm print, shining a light, and attacked the past.

Wei Wuji flashed suddenly, and boom! This palm print landed where he was standing just now, and the sand and gravel flew and a deep pit appeared.

Boom, the ground shook, and the whole mountain trembled, as if it were a huge creature that had come to life.

"This is, this is!?" Zhang Chun stood unsteadily, and his face changed greatly.

Wei Wuji turned around and shot fast, running down the ridge. Zhang Chun saw Wei Wuji fleeing, and also fled down the mountain.

With a bang, the mountains and rocks splashed, and all of them moved, and a huge force of thought, like a storm, swept across the audience.

Wei Wuji's figure was running forward, and he was swept by this force, his body staggered and unstable, and he fell to the ground at once, his face was pale, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Chun was also uncomfortable, rolling on the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth, the injuries on his body intensified, and he kept panting, looking at the mountain in front of him.

The mountains were changing, as if the world was turned upside down, and a figure sat up from the mountains.

To be precise, it should be this mountain, not a real mountain, but a giant. Now the giant was disturbed by Zhang Chun, turned over and sat up