Chapter Forty-Eight: Fleeing Separately

Su Lin saw that in the sky behind him, there was a peach-colored light that was rapidly approaching this side, extremely fast.

Su Lin's pupils contracted slightly, and he saw clearly what that red light was.

It was not a magic weapon such as a flying sword, but a peach wooden boat, the edge of the wooden boat grew branched branches, the branches were full of peach blossoms, and the bloody heads were hung with red threads.

"We're now divided into four ways, and maybe we can escape, and it's too late! Please put on the sword, Holy Son! My sister and brother took your friends away, and that's all there is to it! ”

Su Lin didn't say anything when he heard this, he silently looked at the peach boat chasing behind him, he saw that the distance between the peach boat and the chariot was getting closer and closer, and he was surprised to find that the flying speed of the Yuan Ying Monk driving the magic weapon was not as fast as he imagined.

He always thought that the Yuanying monks in this world were also like in Xianxia novels, they could escape the sword and chase a golden pill only in a moment.

But looking at the current flight speed of the two, the wooden boat may not even be able to catch up with the plane.

"If I can build an airplane in this world, can I evade the pursuit of most of the Yuan Infant powers without the need for starting speed?" Su Lin muttered softly.

Seeing Su Lin's absent-minded appearance, the disciples of the Ant Immortal Sect were immediately anxious, and they didn't care about any respect and courtesy, so they suddenly stretched out their hands and grabbed Su Lin's arm, intending to directly lift the Holy Son out of the window.

Su Lin pressed the edge of the window, withdrew his arm from the other party's hand, and asked, "Is this car flying fast, or are you flying fast?" ”

"If I urge the flying sword with all my might, even if I bring you with the Holy Son, this flying car will not be able to catch up, so the Holy Son hurry up! It's too late! ”

This Ant Immortal Sect disciple's face was flushed, and the qi and blood in his body were surging, and he would spit out a mouthful of blood at any time.

He had already adjusted his internal breath to the best state of urging the flying sword, as long as Su Lin came up, he could shoot it out immediately, but now that Su Lin was not moving, he had to forcibly press the speed of the flying sword, just like stepping on the accelerator and the brake when driving, the parts in his body were being rapidly consumed.

Su Lin thought for a few seconds, took out the iron block from his arms, threw it into the other party's arms, and said: "You soldiers are divided into three ways and return to the Ant Immortal Gate from different routes, and they and I will continue to take this flying car and go to the sect according to the original route." ”

"The flying car is too conspicuous, that infant monster is likely to chase you, the Holy Son should come with me!"

"Don't worry, even if I am caught up, I will not die, on the contrary, the farther you run, the safer I will be, if you can successfully reach the Ant Fairy Gate, even if I am captured alive by the other party, you can use that iron block to exchange me back, don't hesitate any longer, hurry up!"

Su Lin turned his head to look at Nan Zhixian: "You can go with them, they fly fast." ”

"I'd better stay here." Nam Ji-hyun smiled and didn't move his buttocks.

Seeing that Su Lin had made up his mind, the three disciples no longer hesitated, turned around and turned into three phantoms, fled away in the three directions of southeast, east and west, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

The flying car that Su Lin was riding continued to fly in the southeast direction at a steady speed.

Although this flying car was the easiest target to catch up with by the Taolin Sanren, Su Lin's decision was carefully considered.

The escape of the Ant Immortal Sect's disciple with a split sword is certainly a way, but Su Lin can only guarantee that he will not be abandoned, but he cannot guarantee that Luo Huainan will not be abandoned.

Luo Huainan is now an ordinary person, the flying sword is multiplied by one person, the speed will be slower by one point, if the monk who escaped with Luo Huainan is caught up by the Taolin Sanren, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not leave Luo Huainan and escape alone.

In order to prevent this from happening, it is the best way to keep Luo Huainan under his nose.

And the goal of the Taolin Sanren is actually the piece of iron, Su Lin let the disciple of the Ant Immortal Sect escape with the piece of iron, which is equivalent to leaving a life talisman, as long as the other party can successfully send the iron block to the Ant Immortal Gate, then their personal safety can be guaranteed.

As for Nam Zhixian...... Su Lin didn't care much, it was best if he died, and there were other wonderful uses for keeping it.

Su Lin lifted the curtain of the chariot to a corner, looked out secretly, and saw the Taolin Sanren driving the wooden boat, chasing straight to the north, and the disciples who fled in that direction did not bring iron blocks, which was the situation that Su Lin wanted to see the most.

Now they are safe.

Su Lin just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard a crisp sound from the corner of the chariot, and looked up to see that a sharp wooden branch had pierced through the partition at some point and inserted it into the car compartment, a peach blossom slowly bloomed on the wooden branch, and a fragrant flower fragrance filled the entire car compartment in an instant.

"Kara~Kara~"

Su Lin heard a sound like termites gnawing on the left and right, the wooden planks of the frame were rapidly decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the rune light imprinted on the flying car was like a few breaths, and it completely dimmed.

With a violent shaking, Su Lin felt that the world was spinning, and the whole person entered a state of weightlessness.

They're falling!

Luo Huainan's face turned pale, and he grabbed Su Lin's right hand tightly without saying a word.

Tianzun turned around in the air without gravity with an expressionless face, kicked and scattered the decaying and fragile flying car, sawdust flew all over the sky, the gale in the sky blew in the sky, and Su Lin's sleeve robe was blown to the sound of hunting.

He saw a peach-colored glow in the distance, turning into a starpoint the size of a fingernail, disappearing from view.

So it turned out that the people of the peach forest guessed that their group of people who were riding in the flying car did not have the ability to fly with the sword, and as long as he destroyed the chariot, they would either fall to their deaths or have to rush on foot.

Either way, he could have killed Edgeworth's escaped monks and then rushed back to deal with them.

Tianzun stretched his body in the air and calmly fell, his long hair flying in the wind, like a swooping bird.

Su Lin gritted his teeth and remembered the lines he had seen in Gu Yunsheng's dream, which were the material lines that Tianzun had said.

With the activation of the supernatural power, the true appearance of the space became clear in Su Lin's eyes, trees, wind, earth, mountains, everything was presented in front of him in the form of dense black lines, and Luo Huainan beside him also became a person composed of lines.

As the ground drew closer, Su Lin stretched out his left hand, his palm sinking into the soft soil, and he touched the gravel and soft blades of grass rooted in the soil.

The moment his body came into contact with the ground, an invisible force was evenly exerted on the land, and the soft soil was instantly compacted into a hard clod of earth as dense as rock.

The fluffy grass seems to be overwhelmed by an invisible wall, and the roots cling to the ground become a flat, surreal landscape painting.

Su Lin let out a muffled snort, and the skin of his left arm, which was in contact with the ground, cracked, and blood oozed out.

Landing safely!