Mo Wentian accelerated instantly, leaving his subordinates far behind, and flew in the direction of the Purple Sword, and disappeared between breaths.

At this time, Zang Feng controlled the Xuanhua Sword and flew rapidly, and it was more than 800 miles away from Feilu City, which was not enough, it was not enough! You must know that the spiritual sense of cultivators in the Void and Netherworld Realm can reach up to thousands of miles, and the Cave Void Realm is even farther away! Zang Feng doesn't know that this Mo Shaobai's elder brother, the master of the "Purple Evil Palace" Hall Mo Wentian is in the realm, but the farther he escapes, the better, he also knows that although this Mo Wentian has never seen himself, he will definitely look for himself according to the direction of the Xuanhua Sword, once he finds it, how can he deal with it?

Before, even Zhang Mingyi in the Yuanying realm was powerless to deal with it, it was completely Dugu's predecessor who saved his life, and this Zhang Mingyi was just a mansion master of the subordinate "Netherworld Palace", and he already had such strength, how could the hall master of the "Purple Evil Palace" be able to deal with it?

At this time, Dugu's predecessor's spiritual consciousness did not seem to remain in his mind, and the realm of the Demon Sword Puppet had not yet recovered, and everything could only rely on Zang Feng himself.

Suddenly, Zang Feng felt that an unusually powerful spiritual sense surrounded him, and he was discovered! It must have been discovered! This spiritual sense gave Zang Feng a feeling very similar to Mo Shaobai's, and it was very likely that it was the so-called "Purple Evil Palace" hall master! It was only half an hour from leaving Flying Deer City to meeting that group of demon cultivators, flying two hundred miles, and relying on the Xuanhua Sword, the flight speed was better than theirs, although dozens of them used some kind of joint force to resist the wind formation, and the overall flight speed increased greatly, but it took at least an hour to reach Flying Deer City, and when they found out about the plan, they estimated that they had already left Flying Deer City for two hours.

At this time, it was almost two hours, that is to say, they arrived at Feilu City, and after negotiating with the people of Zhang's Mansion and discovering the scheme, they had already joined the hall master Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian immediately launched his spiritual sense to track him, and he was already eight hundred miles away from Feilu City!

With the flight speed of the Void Netherworld, you can catch up with at most half a cup of tea, and then you will really be slaughtered by others!

Zang Feng was impatient in his heart, he must not be able to escape, and the battle was completely a fool's dream! What should I do? If I die here, how can I be willing?

"Wu Qi, is there anything you can do?" Zang Feng asked Wu Qi eagerly. At this time, Wu Qi was sitting upright in Zang Feng's mind, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to improve the realm, and when he heard Zang Feng's inquiry, his eyes did not open and said lightly: "You are my master, I am just a puppet, everything is decided by the master himself." ”

Zang Feng said angrily: "You! Okay! Then Mo Wentian is a demon cultivator, you are a demon sword puppet, even if he gets you, it is impossible for him to become your master! Demon cultivators and demon cultivators are of different races from each other, maybe he will destroy you directly in order to prevent demon cultivators from getting you!"

Wu Qi still closed his eyes, "Master, although I am a demon sword puppet, I don't have to be a demon cultivator to become my master, before I gave my master the 'God and Demon Codex', wasn't the master also an immortal cultivator? ”

Zang Feng's eyes were cold, "So, do you think my realm is lowly and ready to change hands?"

"No, as a magic sword puppet, I am loyal to my master, and besides, Mo Wentian Xiao'er, I still don't look down on him. ”

Can't look down on it? Zang Feng was shocked in his heart, this Mo Wentian is the hall master of the "Purple Demon Palace", one of the three major forces in the "Ghost Fantasy Domain", and Wu Qi can't look down on it? What is the origin of this magic sword puppet Wu Qi?

Before Zang Feng could speak, Wu Qi slowly opened his eyes and stood up, "Actually, I really have an escape technique, and in this 'Ghost Fantasy Domain', it can be regarded as a magical power, but ...... Although this technique is easy for me to perform, and once it is cast, it will definitely solve today's difficulties, but the price paid by the master is also very great, maybe today's danger is easy to solve, but in a few days, you will be killed by others. ”

"Why is this, and what price?" said Zang Feng.

It can be called a miraculous power, all of which are extremely rare and powerful means, and the price paid is naturally very great, if you are caught up by that Mo Wentian today, you must have lost your life, this is the biggest price, so you must perform this technique today, escape your life first, leave Qingshan in the fear of no firewood, and then think about it in the long run.

"Once this technique is performed, the master can be placed millions of miles away in an instant, and the Heavenly Spiritual Consciousness covers thousands of miles, and he can't find you, but the realm you have worked so hard to cultivate will instantly turn into nothingness, and the innate body will fade and retreat into a mortal body. Wu Qi said lightly.

"What!" Zang Feng was horrified, "If I retreat to the mortal body of the flesh, not to mention the various demon beasts in this illusory realm, just the harsh environment here can kill me in a short time, so what's the point of me surviving for a while?"

Wu Qi said: "This master doesn't have to worry, even if the master retreats to a mortal body, I can also exist in the master's mind, I can release a small amount of true yuan to form a barrier on your body surface, ordinary blazing cold can't hurt you, and your cultivation is only temporarily and completely dissipated, and it will only recover after at least a year." During this time, if the master is in danger, I can merge my main body with the master, and the master will use my main body and true essence to fight, so as to prevent the master from being attacked by the enemy when I am fighting alone. However, I am only in the acquired realm now, and it will take half a year to re-reach the Yuan Infant realm, and once I fight, I will retreat to the acquired realm, so the master can only use my true yuan every six months to display the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage, and in between, my strength is too weak, and the master is likely to fall into a dangerous situation and have nothing to do. The host can think it through. ”

This price is indeed very large, in this world where the strong are respected, the low strength can only be crushed, and I don't know when I will die. However, if you don't perform this technique at this time, you may die immediately, and there may be a chance of survival if you escape from here. Fortunately, you can borrow the true essence of the magic sword puppet, and you can also resist the enemy in case of danger, so you can bet on this one! I believe that if it is really the moment of life and death, presumably the Dugu predecessors will not sit idly by!

Suddenly, Zang Feng's spiritual sense detected an extremely powerful True Yuan fluctuation, and the thick True Yuan as substantial pressed against Zang Feng, and the monstrous murderous aura raged in the air, ten miles away! This person had already reached ten miles away! At the speed of Mo Wentian, I am afraid that it would be possible to reach this place between breaths.

"Quick!witch rise!, let's cast a spell!" Zang Feng said immediately.

Wu Qi didn't talk nonsense, his eyes quickly closed, and then suddenly opened, and suddenly a large number of black runes flowed out of his pupils, entangling Wu Qi's whole body. Then, the runes continued to spread, rushing out of Zangfeng's body, wrapping Zangfeng in its entirety.

Zang Feng's entire body was encased in a ball formed by black runes, and then the ball suddenly shrunk, turning into a small dot, and continued to shrink until it disappeared. It's a long time to describe, but it's all done in a split second.

As soon as the rune sphere disappeared, Mo Wentian had already arrived.

Mo Wentian was stunned in his heart, "What's the matter! I sensed the breath of the Purple Sword just now, why did it disappear in an instant? Could it be an illusion? Impossible! I am extremely familiar with the breath of the Purple Sword, how could I be mistaken? Mo Wentian's spiritual sense carefully searched every inch of land and sky within a radius of thousands of miles, but found nothing.

"This ...... How is this possible! Could it be that this kid has some supernatural powers, and he can be outside the scope of my spiritual consciousness in an instant? No, he is only in the Jindan stage, how can he use such supernatural powers, and he can travel thousands of miles away in an instant, it is absolutely impossible! So is it a concealment technique? But how can a mere Jindan child's concealment technique avoid my spiritual sense...... Could it be that it was his backing that helped him escape......? Hmph, okay, since you don't dare to confront me head-on, then Li Xingchen's backing strength will definitely not be as good as mine, Li Xingchen, don't think that you can escape from the palm of this seat, once I find you, you will know what the price will be paid for angering this seat!"